Chapter 145: Drill Ridge
Ma Chuan sat cross-legged on the military altar, and felt a strange power emanating from the sky above his head.
In a trance, Ma Chuan felt that he was in a strange space, but found that he was still at the top of Panlong Peak.
"Ma Chuan, the soybeans I gave you are not ordinary beans. Chang Liutao saw that the thunder of the war drums had taken effect, but it would take some time to temporarily form a spatial enchantment, so he took advantage of these times to explain to Ma Chuan, and on the other hand, Mu Tiancheng was also doing the same thing.
"That is the valley passed down from generation to generation, thirty years of flowering, thirty years of fruiting fairy beans, eating is no different from ordinary soybeans, but the fairy beans used as food is a tyrannical thing. The greatest use of the fairy bean is as an incarnation, attaching your divine consciousness to it, you can transform into another you. ”
"Each immortal spirit bean has no divine sense restrictions, the more divine consciousness attached, the higher the cultivation of the incarnation, the greater the spirituality it has, and it can even stand on its own. ”
"The incarnation of the fairy spirit bean, in addition to having its own natal supernatural powers and spells, will not consume the slightest mana of itself when facing the enemy, but can automatically absorb the aura of heaven and earth for combat. ”
"Fairy Spirit Beans have such an ability to defy the sky, of course, there are also drawbacks, that is, there is a time limit, the lower the cultivation of the incarnation transformed by the Fairy Spirit Bean, the shorter the maintenance time. The lowest-level incarnation is equivalent to an ordinary soldier in the secular world, and it only lasts for half an hour.
"The incarnation of the fairy spirit bean, although it does not consume mana, but the divine consciousness and spiritual power consumed are extremely large, and ordinary monks can't bear it at all. If the avatar is destroyed by the enemy, the divine consciousness attached to it will also be destroyed. ”
"However, in the spatial enchantment formed with the assistance of the Panlong Great Array, there is no need to worry about the disadvantages of the fairy spirit bean, you can attach your divine sense to it at will. Take your cultivation, but don't easily try to transform into the embodiment of the foundation building realm cultivation, otherwise you will bear the consequences. After Chang Liutao finished talking about the fairy spirit bean, he communicated with Mu Tiancheng.
Ma Chuan listened to Chang Liutao's words, understanding and verifying at the same time, and the divine consciousness attached to the fairy spirit bean also required the transparent force on his spirit platform.
In the end, he attached the divine consciousness of a transparent soldier to the fairy spirit bean, and turned into an incarnation equivalent to an ordinary soldier in the secular world. However, he did not wear armor or helmets, nor did he carry spears and bows and arrows, but he was bare-handed, and he was dressed in the same way as himself.
Ma Chuan continued to increase the divine consciousness attached to the immortal spirit bean, and finally reached more than four hundred people, and the incarnations of the immortal spirit bean were only a little more powerful, and they failed to possess the cultivation of the foundation building realm.
The closer he got to five hundred people, the more uncomfortable Ma Chuan became, not only was his innate essence consumed very quickly, but his qi and blood were churning, and his heart was full of distracting thoughts, so he had to give up quickly.
Chang Liutao had already discovered Ma Chuan's move, but he just glanced at it and didn't stop it, and after the enchantment was all over, he announced the start.
Since Ma Chuan had just come to the conclusion that it was the most cost-effective to transform into the lowest incarnation, after hearing the sound of the beginning, he grabbed a handful of soybeans from the cloth bag, easily attached his divine sense to each soybean, and scattered them, and dozens of incarnations identical to him appeared near the military altar.
After sprinkling a few handfuls of soybeans like this, there were countless more incarnations of Ma Chuan near the military altar.
Ma Chuan was familiar with the way to arrange these avatars neatly, and then used the method of random soldiers to point again, and found that it was indeed five hundred.
Because there are 1,000 transparent troops on his spiritual platform, and as he guessed, he can only transfer out 500, if he forcibly transfers them, I am afraid that his own cultivation will fall out of the foundation building realm.
At this time, within a mile of the military altar and the general altar, everything returned to calm, but it gave people a strange feeling, whether it was the people outside or the people inside, they all felt that the other party was an image in the mirror, and it seemed to have a sense of unreality.
Ma Chuan felt that the range inside was several times larger, and he could inexplicably see the entire range. He estimated that there were more than 1,000 people gathered near the altar on the opposite side, more than double his number.
Ma Chuan had long expected that Lin Zhan was a Zhuji God Turned Monk, and the transparent troops on the spiritual platform must have exceeded 1,500 people, but now he really found that the number of people was more than twice as many as him, and he was still a little nervous, after all, his big words had been released, and he didn't care about the others, the key was to give an explanation to the 200,000 troops in his heart, otherwise how could he serve the public.
The two armies were far away from each other, and compared to the lineup on Ma Chuan's side, Lin Zhan's side was much more chaotic, and it was almost not in formation.
Ma Chuan was ready, his mind was blank now, and he had forgotten all the art of war he had learned in the Bingge.
Now that the arrow is on the bow, it has to be sent, so as soon as the mind moves, the five hundred avatars roared and rushed forward.
Although these avatars did not hold weapons, they maintained a certain formation, with a killing aura.
Lin Zhan on the opposite side is really a good student, at this time, he is still fighting according to what he learned in the arsenal, fighting according to the flat terrain, and incarnating him into more than 1,000 incarnations in formation, divided into forwards, middle troops, backups, etc.
As a result, Ma Chuan's five hundred incarnations had already arrived in front of him, and Lin Zhan's more than one thousand incarnations were all in chaos, and the two armies were completely engaged together.
In the process of fighting, these avatars themselves can't help anything, and they bring all the hearts and minds of their own considerable strength, so these avatars, like ordinary soldiers in the secular world, also have seven emotions and six desires, they will be afraid, they will be afraid, they will surrender, and they will also run away.
Ma Chuan's five hundred incarnations rushed into Lin Zhan's more than one thousand incarnations with great momentum, and naturally the combat effect was the same as that of ordinary soldiers in the secular world, and Lin Zhan's side immediately collapsed.
However, the number of people on Lin Zhan's side was there, and his own heart was not weak, so most of the avatars quickly calmed down and began to gradually regain their disadvantage.
Ma Chuan saw that the situation was not good, and suddenly remembered what Chang Liutao said, the incarnation can use the natal supernatural power, anyway, he is very skilled in ghost boxing, maybe he can also be the natal supernatural power, so his heart moved and said in his heart: "Give Lao Tzu a ghost fist to beat him!"
Sure enough, Ma Chuan's five hundred incarnations were no longer fighting the enemy with messy fists and feet, and began to turn into murderous ghost fists.
"I admit defeat!" After Lin Zhan's incarnation was blown up by nearly half, seeing that those divine senses did not come back, he hurriedly admitted defeat with a pale face.
"Ma Chuansheng!" Chang Liutao announced, but he was muttering in his heart: "It turns out that this son really knows the patriarch's long fist, I hope he can comprehend that magical power." ”
Lin Zhan on the altar felt that his divine consciousness had returned to the spirit platform without any damage, and the expression on his face was relieved, but he was also a little annoyed, and he remembered that Mu Tiancheng had said that in this enchantment, the drawbacks of the fairy spirit beans would not exist.
"In the next game, Zhang Yuniang challenged Lin Zhan, and Lin Zhan chose the stone altar. Mu Tiancheng announced.
"I choose the military. Lin Zhan also felt that the military arena sounded more domineering at this time, and secretly guessed that Ma Chuan's great might be related to the military arena, so he chose the military arena.
After the two of them were in place, Mu Tiancheng spent some time explaining the matter of fairy spirit beans to Zhang Yuniang, and then started directly.
Lin Zhan has the intention to show his strength in front of Zhang Yuniang and regain face, and Zhang Yuniang is a genius and arrogant, I am afraid that he can only use his strength to conquer, and if he loses, he will be looked down upon.
Lin Zhan learned a lesson this time, and after releasing more than a thousand incarnations, he didn't care about the formation and learning those tactics of war, and directly rushed up, planning to catch Zhang Yuniang off guard and defeat in one fell swoop.
On the other side, Zhang Yuniang turned the cloth bag upside down and shook it, turning the incarnation of a piece of black pressure near the altar.
Mu Tiancheng near the altar showed a trace of surprise in his eyes, and muttered: "It's not a loss of the qualification of the golden boy and jade girl, the foundation building disciples who have entered this military training mountain in the past generations are not many people who can use up the soybeans in the cloth bag, but whether they can practice that magical power is not just by relying on the strength of the divine sense." ”
After Zhang Yuniang finished sprinkling all the soybeans, she counted the number of avatars with great interest, but she also messed up the tactics of war, so she naturally quickly came to the conclusion that there were nearly two thousand avatars.
With this delay, Lin Zhan's more than 1,000 incarnations had already rushed to the vicinity of the altar.
Zhang Yuniang reacted at this time, but these incarnations are still a little different from ordinary soldiers, that is, they give orders very quickly, as long as their minds move.
So after Zhang Yuniang reacted, her mind moved, and her two thousand avatars immediately began to fight back.
As soon as the two sides fought, Lin Zhan was immediately at a disadvantage, firstly, Zhang Yuniang's side had an advantage in numbers, and secondly, because Zhang Yuniang had just used the method of random point soldiers, there was a formation, and there was no chaos.
As expected, Lin Zhan was defeated again, and he walked out of the barrier dejectedly, looking at Ma Chuan even more unkindly.
In the next battle, Su Qingyun challenged Ma Chuan, but Ma Chuan still chose the military arena.
Ma Chuan sat on the military altar and sprinkled five hundred soybeans again, and the previous five hundred soybeans were all turned into ashes as his divine consciousness recovered.
In this competition, Su Qingyun challenged Ma Chuan, and Ma Chuan still chose the military arena.
After starting, Ma Chuan repeated his old tricks, allowing the five hundred incarnations with a formation to quickly rush over. Su Qingyun is a foundation building qi transformation cultivator, incarnated as a maximum of a thousand people, and this time he is more sure to defeat.
But after the five hundred avatars rushed out, Ma Chuan found out that something was wrong, Su Qingyun only had one avatar.
Ma Chuan's face changed slightly, and Su Qingyun really made an incarnation of foundation building and cultivation.
Five hundred soldiers in the secular world faced a foundation monk, and everyone wanted to get the result.
But this competition is too important for Ma Chuan, of course he will not admit defeat easily, five hundred incarnations under his orders, fearless of death, rushed forward one after another.
The result, of course, was that the five hundred avatars hit the stone with eggs and perished one after another, but Ma Chuan was expressionless, with determination in his eyes, and sat quietly on the military altar, with a trace of fire aura fluctuating around him.
Su Qingyun's foundation-building incarnation, like chopping melons and vegetables, blew up Ma Chuan's five hundred incarnations one after another, and there were only a few people left, but they changed and protruded.
Among Ma Chuan's remaining incarnations, one looked like an ordinary incarnation, just like the incarnation in front of him, rushing to Su Qingyun's incarnation.
Su Qingyun's foundation building incarnation slapped a palm as usual, wanting to solve Ma Chuan's incarnation.
Ma Chuan, the incarnation, dodged the attack of Su Qingyun's foundation building incarnation in a flash, and then his body roared, and his body suddenly rose a step higher, and he used seven ghost fists in one go, and when he made the seventh move, he was unprepared, and directly exploded Su Qingyun's foundation building incarnation.
"It's impossible, you have five hundred incarnations for a mere foundation-building refinement cultivator, where is the superfluous divine consciousness that is turning into a foundation-building incarnation. Su Qingyun sat on the altar, her eyes were full of incredulity, she used the divine consciousness of foundation building qi to cultivate, and only then did she turn into a foundation building incarnation, both of which were still a little bit behind, I really couldn't figure out that Ma Chuan had turned into a foundation building incarnation after turning into five hundred ordinary incarnations, and the divine consciousness turned defeat into victory.
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