Chapter 7: The Blood Mist Fills
In the Feng clan's big tent, Kong Xuan put away the Qiankun mirror.
The warrior slowly opened his eyes, scanning left and right under his half-open eyelids.
Seeing that the warrior was awake and regained his senses, everyone came forward to pay attention.
"Elder Chen Tan..."The warrior opened his eyes, and the first person he saw was Elder Chen Tan of the Wind Department, and he said in an extremely weak voice.
"Eh, he's awake, he's awake!" Elder Chen Tan was overjoyed to see that he could clearly pronounce his clear characters, and shouted repeatedly.
Fortunately, the warrior only lost a piece of his soul, and summoned it back to his body with the help of the ancient divine power of the Qiankun Mirror. He dragged his weak body, felt the crowd of people, and his concerned eyes gave him the warmth of going home in his heart. In an instant, tears fell and sobbing incessantly.
This warrior is an elite warrior with Kong Xuan, and Kong Xuan has some impressions of him. Hurriedly walked to his side with concern and asked softly, "Xiao Wu, are you called Xiao Wu?"
The warrior looked at Kong Xuan and nodded slightly, smiling tiredly.
Kong Xuan asked, "Xiao Wu, do you remember what happened in that dense forest, how could you lose your soul?"
Hearing Kong Xuan's question, Fang Cai's slightly calm demeanor was completely gone, his eyes were round, revealing a look of horror, and his eyes were blue and bloodshot and white: "Ghost... Ghost..."Xiao Wu was on the verge of collapse, and his consciousness was only sober, and when he thought of what he had seen and experienced, he howled, and his cry was miserable and sharp.
Xiao Wu's screams and expressions made people's hearts furious, Kong Xuan took a few steps back and looked back at Zuo Gongming.
Xiao Wu went crazy, his body began to be involuntary, his two fingernails sank deep into the skin of his cheeks, and blood overflowed.
The five warriors who originally knelt down with Xiao Wu hurriedly worked together to stop Xiao Wu, but Xiao Wu was like having a thousand catties of divine power, and the five of them couldn't control it at all. The little five statues are like a wild horse that has escaped from the leashes, galloping wildly in the tent, and grabbing people when they see them.
Everyone in the tent, no one was shocked by Xiao Wu's actions, and hurriedly dodged in horror.
"Whew!"
Just when people were helpless, a silver light flashed, straight to Xiao Wu, from the ankle to the shoulder, as the silver light disappeared, Xiao Wu's body shrank, fell straight to the ground, unable to move, and fell asleep.
"Tie the demon rope!"
I don't know who said this, and everyone's eyes turned to the great patriarch Aotian. Only Kong Xuan looked at Ji Mingyu suspiciously: "What kind of demon rope?"
After Ji Mingyu's explanation, Kong Xuan knew that in order to reach the realm of heavenly immortals, cultivators could create a spiritual world of their own with their powerful spiritual power according to their talents and chances, and in this spiritual world, cultivators could refine a magic weapon. Since each cultivator's comprehension ability is different, the spiritual world they create is also different, so the refining of the magic weapon grades is also different.
The demon rope is the first magic weapon refined by the patriarch Aotian when he stepped into the realm of heavenly immortals.
"Listening to what you said, could it be that with the improvement of strength, more magic weapons can be refined?" Kong Xuan asked.
"It's not just a matter of talent and strength, it's a matter of chance. When Ji Mingyu spoke, her eyes were not willing to open the demon rope by half an inch, and it could be seen from her eyes that it was envy. "It is said that the great patriarch stepped into the realm of heavenly immortals and refined a magic weapon called the Demon Rope, I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true. ”
It's not just Ji Mingyu, the other elders have also seen the patriarch use the demon rope, and today is really an eye-opener.
"Okay, let's take him down to rest first, and the battle needs to be discussed. Aotian took back the demon rope and put it in his sleeve. Kong Xuan said to himself in surprise: "The sleeves of the great patriarch are much more convenient than mine. ”
In the end, Xiao Wu was carried down by a few soldiers, and the remaining five soldiers also decided to make a decision after the end of the war, after all, before the war started, they would cut their own soldiers first, and they were afraid of the hearts of the soldiers, which greatly hurt their morale.
In this way, everything was calm again, and everyone no longer struggled with the answer to what had happened in the dense forest. Instead, start from scratch and continue to consider the war and prepare for the expedition.
In the Feng clan's big tent, everyone continued to discuss.
Zuo Gongming said: "Let's not say that we are in the territory of the Wind Snake Clan, my Feng Clan's army has 30,000 elite soldiers, and it is unstoppable.
Hearing what Zuo Gongming said, Kong Xuan secretly screamed in his heart that it was inappropriate, but his low status did not give him the right to speak.
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they can't pay better attention for a while, so they all bow their heads and are silent.
Aotian asked, "Is there any other plan?"
Everyone was silent, and Kong Xuan stomped his feet in a hurry.
"Kong Xuan. ”
Hearing the call of the patriarch Aotian, Kong Xuan was a little incredulous, looked up at Aotian fiercely, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Kong Xuan is here." ”
"Do you have any good ideas, tell me about them. The patriarch said in a drizzle.
Seeing that the patriarch didn't pay attention to his thoughts, but called out a yellow-haired boy to come out, Zuo Gongming looked at the patriarch Aotian incredulously, then looked at Kong Xuan, and hurriedly knelt in front of Aotian: "Patriarch, how can the war be child's play at present, although this son is brilliant, but it is not enough to analyze this battle, the patriarch thinks twice." After speaking, Zuo Gongming kowtowed.
"The commander told the adults not to be impatient, you also said that Kong Xuan, this kid is smart and wise, I would like to hear his thoughts, why not?" Aotian said unhurriedly.
"This..."
"Okay, Kong Xuan, you have a plan in your heart, but you can't talk about it. Aotian interrupted Zuo Gongming's words and insisted on asking.
In the eyes of everyone, Kong Xuan is indeed just a child, but Kong Xuan himself doesn't think so.
Kong Xuan stepped forward, with a confident look, and said slowly: "Thank you for the great patriarch's love, Kong Xuan is not talented, now talk about my thoughts and analysis." ”
The shrubs and dense forests extend for hundreds of miles, blocking the way of the Feng Clan's army, if you detour the road, you will definitely travel hundreds of miles more, not to mention the tiredness of the boats and cars, before reaching the hinterland of the Wind Snake Clan, the Feng Clan soldiers are exhausted and have no intention of fighting. At present, it seems that this dense forest is the only way to go, and I don't know what the situation is ahead, and it is really the next strategy to attack by force, Kong Xuan suggested, fire attack.
"Okay!" Aotian listened to Kong Xuan's analysis, applauded repeatedly, and ordered Kong Xuan to command the first battle against the hinterland of the Wind Snake Clan.
Kong Xuan was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked for the order.
Kong Xuan found Zuo Gongming to help him find countless weeds bundled into balls and poured fire oil.
Dozens of catapult chariots lined up in front of the dense forest, ready to attack.
In the land of southern Xinjiang in autumn, the sun is shining at noon, but there is no wind.
Kong Xuan looked up at the sky, through his fingers, the sunlight shone directly on his eyes, and Kong Xuan felt uneasy in his heart.
Zuo Gongming was not convinced, but the order of the great patriarch had to be obeyed.
Zuo Gongming stood beside Kong Xuan, and when he saw that Kong Xuan had not given an order for a long time, he looked very anxious, and said loudly: "I said Kong Xuan, what are you thinking there?
After all, Kong Xuan had never experienced such an important battle, although he had a plan, but he neglected one point, that is, the wind. The windless weather in autumn was undoubtedly not a heavy slap in the face to Kong Xuan, and Kong Xuan looked a little uneasy in his heart.
"Wait a minute, the wind hasn't picked up yet. ”
"What?wind?"
Hearing Kong Xuan mention the wind, Zuo Gongming seemed to understand a lot in his heart, and he also looked up at the sky, and was deeply surprised by the windless weather in this autumn.
After about a stick of incense, the wind still did not come, and the people became anxious, and some of the warriors began to whisper behind their backs.
"Whether this Kong Xuan can do it or not, I don't want to put my life on a yellow-haired boy. ”
"Yes, it's all a pillar of incense, when will the attack begin, it's going to be dark if you wait like this. ”
Although the private voices of the soldiers were small, Kong Xuan on the side listened to it sincerely, and he couldn't help but regret giving advice to the patriarch. But now I can only face it, and now I only hope to be able to get the wind.
On the land of southern Xinjiang, the weather is unpredictable, the sky is still clear, the sun is shining, at this time, the wind suddenly rises, and the banner is blowing loudly.
When the wind rose, Kong Xuan was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "The phoenix is coming!
"Ignition!"
Kong Xuan hurriedly ordered, and the grass balls on dozens of catapult chariots were ignited.
"Put!"
With another loud command, the fireballs shot out in unison, and in an instant, dozens of fireballs arced and roared towards the bushes.
The fireball took advantage of the strong wind and fell into the dense forest accurately and smoothly.
"What's the situation?"
Except for Kong Xuan, everyone looked at the dense forest with a surprised expression.
In the dense forest in the distance, under the attack of dozens of fireballs, it was unscathed, and there was not a trace of burning.
Kong Xuan thought to himself: "This is impossible, it is autumn now, even if the grass and trees are still green and contain water, but there are a lot of dead trees and dead grass, how can they not burn?"
"Put it again!"
Kong Xuan gave another order, and dozens of fireballs rolled towards the dense forest like dozens of fire dragons.
But the dense forest still did not burn, and not even a trace of fire came out.
In Kong Xuan's eyes, the dense forest was like an enchantment, and as soon as the fireball came into contact, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, silent.
Kong Xuan panicked: "Could it be that the dense forest doesn't exist at all?" Kong Xuan turned to look at Zuo Gongming, wanting to confirm his thoughts from his expression.
Sure enough, what Zuo Gongming said next was no different from Kong Xuan.
"Look! What's that?"
Everyone followed a shout, only to see that the dense forest was flooded with a rising blood mist, gradually thickening and fading, but in an instant, the hundred-mile dense forest was completely submerged by the strange blood mist.
Everyone looked at it with fascination, and they didn't know what it was.
The wind was originally blowing northward, but at this time, the blood mist was heading against the wind, heading straight for the Feng army, and the speed was very fast, as if it was about to swallow the Feng army.
The blood mist filled the sky, approaching the Feng army, and gradually approached.
"Oh no! There's someone in the fog! Ready to fight!"
"Prepare for battle!"
"Prepare for battle!"
Seeing that the blood mist was approaching, and finding that the enemy army was approaching in the fog, the Feng army was a little caught off guard, and the pot exploded in the army.