The appearance of the four Confucians opened Yang Ruofeng's brain, could it be that there is more than one kind of immortal art that can be comprehended in this test?

Once you've decided to do this, take a few more turns around the mountain and see if there are any other humanoid puppets.

At this time, the upcoming battle is the focus of his attention.

He had seen the relevant descriptions of Confucian immortality in the book, which can be summed up in four words: magical and magnificent. He wanted to see what kind of magical and magnificent method it was, and whether it was worth it or not, he spent time comprehending and learning.

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In the encirclement of the wolves, the four people did not each have a set of paper, ink, pen and inkstone, but each held one of them.

A clear-eyed, simple-looking girl, holding a paper as white as jade, the size of a fan, I can't tell what kind of material it is.

A deep-eyed, introverted-looking girl holds a black ink stick that is as square as a paperweight.

A slightly wooden, somewhat honest looking man holds a palm-sized cyan inkstone.

A chic and dignified man, showing the bookish spirit and grace in his gestures, holding a wolf brush.

I have weapons in hand, and I have them in the world. The feeling that the four people gave Yang Ruofeng was instantly different, as if he had changed from a powerless scholar to a military advisor who sat in the army, strategized, and could decide the outcome of life and death with one word.

And the four treasures of the study in their hands are not glorious, but they are just and grand, which is the embodiment of Haoran righteousness.

Let the four of them have a bookish atmosphere, and scold Fang Xuan's atmospheric demeanor.

Yang Ruofeng thought it was not bad, but it was far worse than the chic of the Sword Immortal. As far as I can see now, I can't experience the "magic and magnificence" at all. That set of paper, ink, pen and inkstone caught his attention.

Looks like it's supposed to be a treasure.

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In the field, the wolves and the four of them confronted each other, and the battle was about to break out.

The simple girl holding the jade white paper had no confidence: "Senior Brother Kunbi, can we really live?"

The man with the wolf brush nodded: "Senior sister Kun paper, don't worry, when we use the combined attack technique to kill the head wolf, we can frighten the wolves, and we will naturally be fine." ”

The man holding the cyan inkstone chimed in: "Senior Brother Kunbi said that if we can kill the first wolf, we will definitely be able to kill it." ”

The girl with the square ink stick added: "We also have to develop a good strategy, otherwise after a defeat, we may be in a mess." ”

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Listening to the conversation of the four people, Yang Ruofeng felt that the names of the four people were quite interesting, with the name of paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and "Kun" should be their generation.

couldn't help muttering: The name of the mountain god is too hasty.

I always feel weird, how can a puppet be so smart, even as wise as a real person? In the end, it can only be attributed to the vast power of the mountain gods.

Yang Ruofeng naturally heard the tactics set by the four of them: they acted separately and pretended to kill the wolves, but secretly brewed a combined attack technique, preparing to kill the head wolf with one blow.

Because, the wolf is a very intelligent animal, and when culling its prey, it will use tactics, and all this is commanded by the head wolf.

Soon, the silence of the confrontation was broken by the howl of the head wolf. The wolves were like a tide, rushing towards the four in an orderly manner and in batches.

The first wave of wolves spewed pale green smoke, enveloping the four of them and blocking their view. The second wave of wolves bared their sharp fangs and rushed into the smoke, ready to start the hunt.

The four of Kunbi naturally did not sit still, and their bodies were panicked, like the scorching sun.

Before the pale green mist touched the four of them, it was like the mist of water met a fire and was burned to the ground.

Immediately after Kun Pen held the pen and sketched in the void, the pen fell out of the immortal soldiers, and nine warriors wearing armor and holding spears appeared, exuding the primary fluctuations of the foundation building period, and let out a loud shout.

Rushing into the wolves and picking off the evil wolves with spears can be described as mighty and domineering.

Yang Ruofeng's eyes were full of brilliance, and his interest was aroused. This trick is somewhat similar to the ability to sprinkle beans into soldiers, and it really deserves the word magic.

Kun Yan also shot, the inkstone dripping and rotating, a high mountain phantom appeared, accompanied by a big hand, towards the green mountain, when the palm was raised, the mountain eliminated the inkstone out, this palm held the inkstone to the wolves to suppress the wolves.

Although it is an inkstone, it has the power of mountains and rivers.

Kun paper shot, like jade white paper, sometimes light as a feather, moving with the wind, sometimes like a fierce bird across the sky, wild and boundless.

Kun Mo is an ink stick in his hand, and in the spiritual power like water, it turns into a little black ink. There seems to be a small world in every drop of black ink, which shoots out like a thought of all worlds.

Confucian immortality is really extraordinary, and there is no insult to the word "magnificent".

Yang Ruofeng's heart was hot, but he didn't understand anything, and he didn't even have a clue. A quarter of an hour later, even if the wolves were commanded by a wolf, more than 20 still died, which shows the strength of the four of Kunbi.

But the four of them were also injured a lot, and their clothes were stained with blood.

Among them, Kun Yan was the worst, one leg was almost bitten off, and even the white bones of Sensen were exposed.

The four of them retreated one after another, and finally fought back to back, in a dying struggle.

The head wolf watched all this and let out a long howl of satisfaction. At this time, Kunbi shouted: "Do it!"

Kun ink grinds ink, ink into the inkstone, Kun pen holds the pen and dyes ink, and writes eight words on the paper in the hand of Kun paper: "Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen, Li, Kan, Dui, Xun." ”

The eight characters jumped out of the paper as if they came to life, beating according to a certain trajectory, and in the blink of an eye, a huge gossip array appeared, exuding a terrifying killing intent that trapped the head wolf in it.

In the array, the head wolf roared angrily, and his body skyrocketed, wanting to break out of the formation.

But he saw that water, fire, wind and thunder came out of nothing, falling towards him, and at the same time, mountains and rivers appeared, and they suppressed it strongly.

The realm of the head wolf was originally equivalent to the four of Kunbi, and the outcome of one-on-one was unknown, and in the face of the four joining forces, they could only die of hatred.

At this time, Yang Ruofeng was in a sluggish state, and he didn't come back to his senses until the gossip array disappeared.

How did the Confucian disciples display the Taoist formation? After thinking about it carefully, I thought that there was a gossip in the "Zhou Yi", and the "Book of Changes" containing the "Zhou Yi" was one of the nine Confucian classics.

It makes sense for the four of them to display gossip.

At this point, Yang Ruofeng understood that the purpose of the mountain god to set up a Confucian immortal cultivator was not to let him comprehend Confucian immortal arts, but to let him have a deeper understanding of the Bagua Array.

He now has a lot of ideas, and as long as he can verify them, he will definitely be able to sketch a tangible and divine gossip array in a short period of time.

Yang Ruofeng felt that the mountain god was really intimate.

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Then things were clear, there was no wolf, and the wolves were scattered, fleeing in all directions under the attack of Kunbi and the four.

When there was no longer a living wolf around, Kun Paper laughed happily: "Senior Brother Kunbi is really right. ”

Kunmo: "My tactics played a key role. ”

Kun Yan scratched his head: "You are all great!"

Kunbi smiled: "It is everyone's credit to survive this time." Here danger can strike at any moment, and now the priority is to recover the injured body. ”

At this time, a demonic laugh came: "Hahahaha, you're right. ”

Three figures came from a distance, wrapped in black, covered in black scarves, and had a strong bloody aura on their bodies. The three of them are all intermediate in the foundation building stage, but the spiritual power fluctuations they emit are very tyrannical, and some intermediate immortal cultivators in the foundation building stage who are weaker may be frightened under this momentum.

These are not three people who are good to get along with.

The man in black in the middle laughed and said, "Okay, don't say anything, hand over all the treasures on your body, and I can spare your life." ”

Kun Paper carefully hid the Ruyu paper in his arms, and couldn't understand the words of the man in black, so he asked, "Why did we hand over our treasures to you?"

The man in black laughed wildly: "Just because we are hunters!"

Secretly, Yang Ruofeng, who was about to continue to watch a good show, was looking forward to the four of Kunbi performing another combined attack technique, and his eyes froze when he heard the word "hunter".

He was once called a hunter by Wang Yinuo, and these three people called themselves hunters, could it be that they were the same as him, immortal cultivators who were sent here by the mountain god for testing?

The purpose of the three hunters is to snatch the treasure, which is the same as his purpose, and it is really possible.

Yang Ruofeng had a sense of joy when a fellow villager saw a fellow countryman, and at the same time thought: Could it be that Wang Liying is also in the mountains, but she has not been teleported to the same place?

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In the field, the faces of the four Kunbi were ugly, but they didn't expect to really meet the hunters. Especially Kun Paper, he was crying, and he didn't understand why someone would snatch his things.

But they were badly wounded, and in the event of a fight, the situation would be unfavorable for them.

Kunbi stepped forward and hugged his fists with a smile: "Three brothers, we are the disciples of the Eight Sects of Confucianism, Kunbi, can we look at the face of Yimen and retreat?"

The three hunters laughed gloomily: "What kind of face can the eight sects of Confucianism have with us? Don't talk nonsense, either die or hand over the treasure." ”

At this time, Yang Ruofeng turned into a lewd Humpty Dumpty image and walked out.

He hugged his fist at the three hunters: "The three brothers are good." ”

The one among the hunters asked, "Who are you?"

Yang Ruofeng smiled and climbed the relationship: "I am also a hunter. ”

The faces of the four Yimen people turned even paler, and the three of them were not sure to escape, why did they come again?

The man on the hunter's left: "Who is your leader?"

Yang Ruofeng's eyes froze, what kind of leader? This sentence is very informative. Secretly said badly, could it be that these three people are also puppets, not for testing?

He is very experienced in the face of this kind of thing. Unhurriedly, he pointed to a mountain in the distance, and smiled without saying a word.

The three hunters were furious: "Friend of the Blooddrops, you have crossed the line! ”

In the huge Trial Mountain, the hunters are also divided into many teams, each dividing their territory and not disturbing each other, and the blood drops and hunters are two of the teams.

The mountain that Yang Ruofeng pointed to belonged to the blood droplets, and his appearance here really belonged to crossing the line.

Knowing that he had made a mistake, Yang Ruofeng was about to apologize, and when he gave in by the steps, a woman in a Taoist robe in the distance killed in the morning light like a female god of war, it was Wang Yinuo, who was sassy and graceful.