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  Wang Ping also knew that Yue Zong was too aggressive, but in order to ensure a smooth future cooperation, he did not show his dissatisfaction. Instead, he immediately wrote a handwritten letter praising Yue Zong's bravery.

Half an hour later, another soldier with an order flag on his back ran out of the jungle and reported the battle situation on the front line.

Wang Ping didn't even need to read the note he handed over, because he had already communicated with the dense forest vegetation on the shore, and the area covering hundreds of kilometers had already appeared in his soul.

Yue Zong was indeed brave and took the lead. He advanced along the way and killed hundreds of little demons, approaching a demon clan stronghold in front of Crescent Moon Mountain.

"General Yue should be ordered to rest temporarily, otherwise big problems may occur." Zuo Xuan, who descended from the sky, walked to Wang Ping and said, "After a few victories, he got a little carried away. Now he doesn't even send any scouts."

Zhong Tong, who had already communicated with the fox demon, heard this and said, "Leave him alone, just let him suffer. Young people don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all."

Wang Ping also had such a plan. Yue Zong was the key figure in Sou Shan, because no one here knew more about military affairs than him, but he was too out of touch now, so he thought for a while and said, "Send someone Go tell him and let him set up camp there.”

"Fellow Taoist is brilliant!"

Zhong Tong praised: "You didn't issue military orders, you just asked him to set up camp. With General Yue's arrogant attitude, he probably wouldn't listen. Even if something happens, we won't be responsible. At the same time, we can make him disobey orders." crime."

Wang Ping smiled noncommittally and said, "We still have to count on General Yue to march and set up a formation..." He said this to Zuo Xuan.

Zuo Xuan rose into the air knowingly.

Another half hour passed...

The fleet and the government troops on the shore arrived at an open shoal and saw dozens of Qi practitioners who were ahead of them cleaning up the demon corpses on the shoal.

This is the area where the Chinese army is planned to set up camp.

The big boat was docked steadily in the middle of the river under the control of the water-controlling Qi Practitioners, and hundreds of Qi Practitioners jumped from the boat to the shore.

In just two-quarters of an hour, the practitioners built a simple dock using nearby trees.

When he was planning to open up a high ground behind the shoal as a camp area for the Chinese army, a series of marching footsteps came from the jungle nearby, and Hu Qianqian immediately led the people there.

Not long after, a rat demon wearing tight-fitting chainmail was led out of the jungle by Hu Qianqian, and with an extremely humble attitude walked to the highest point of the northern camp where Wang Ping was.

"Little demon Xia Ji pays homage to all the immortals..." The rat demon bowed his head and bowed before seeing Wang Ping and others like Hu Yi.

When Wang Ping saw this, he said amusedly: "You should give yourself a name."

The rat demon buried his head in the mud, not caring that the mud stained his gorgeous chainmail, and said in his unique sharp voice: "Returning to the immortal, this is the angel who came to deliver the message seven or eight years ago. The name I gave you, my original name was Xiaoji."

"It turned out to be an angel's instruction."

Wang Ping looked at the rat demon carefully. The rat demon's greatest use was his ability to obtain information. It is estimated that the angels in the court also wanted to bribe this rat demon.

But rat demons have one thing in common, that is, they are cunning. They will not feel any psychological pressure when betraying people.

"What brings you here?"

"If you go back to Shangxian, I am a tiger king here. Seeing that Shangxian's heavenly army is coming, they must clean up the rebels in Crescent Mountain, so I brought six hundred men from the tribe to help. Moreover, I also have an important piece of information. You must inform the Immortal."

Xia Ji raised his head, and a smile seemed to appear on his big furry mouse face, but in the eyes of Wang Ping and others, his smile was disgusting.

"Get up and talk."

"Thank you, Goddess." Xia Ji raised his head and saw Yulian's vertical pupils examining him. He quickly lowered his head and saw a civet walking slowly by his feet, which almost scared him out of his wits.

At this time, Yu Lian said in Wang Ping Linghai: "This guy practices authentic demon clan skills. Well, his meat tastes so good."

"Meow…"

The civet cat barked, as if calling Zuo Xuan, but Zuo Xuan was not here at the moment. Zuo Liang on the side was a little confused about what to do. Fortunately, Yu Lian and the civet cat communicated. After their little exchange, the civet cat stepped forward reluctantly. It left with its flexible limbs.

Wang Ping's eyes flashed, and a touch of wood spirit energy emerged along with his thoughts. Without Xia Ji noticing, his air sea was fully explored.

Indeed, as Yu Lian said, this rat demon has obtained the true inheritance of the demon clan. The demon energy in his body is strong and has the tendency to condense fake elixirs.

This usually happens when there is an elder who has condensed fake elixirs behind him, or other seniors from the demon race, or there are monks who have entered the country to find practice techniques for him.

After inspecting the rat demon, Wang Ping turned to look at Zhong Tong, then turned his attention to the rat demon Xia Ji and said, "Let me tell you the information about you first."

"Yes...Ten days ago, one of my clansmen sneaked into Crescent Mountain. In the cave hall of the former tiger in Crescent Mountain, he saw Mr. Ming, who had been wanted for a long time..."

Zhong Tong's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he interrupted in a high-pitched tone and asked, "Is this Mr. Taiyin Xixiu Ming?"

"Yes, it's him!"

"Are you sure?"

"I explored the memories of my people. There are many monks in it, as well as some evil monks. These people all call him Mr. Ming..."

At this moment, there was a burst of sound in the sky. It was the sound made by Zuo Xuan when he landed on the front line. The front line should be as Wang Ping expected. Yue Zong fell into the hands of the demon clan.

The rat demon waited for the sound of breaking through the air to disappear and then continued: "They are refining an item..." He quickly glanced at Zhongtong and did not say the next words.

Zhong Tong took the initiative to explain before Wang Ping asked: "Daozang Palace imprisoned corpse soldiers in Crescent Mountain. Crescent Mountain is very humid, and small-scale battles often occur. There is enough evil spirit and flesh and blood to nourish the earth, and then cooperate with us to set up With the alchemy formation and spirit gathering formation, a batch of good blood elixirs can be produced every ten years!"

Wang Ping raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it the blood pill used to make blood puppets?"

Blood puppets are a relatively practical type of puppets that can store several times more memories than ordinary puppets. Daozang Palace has an army of blood puppets.

Zhong Tong nodded, "Yes, and a batch of hundred-year blood pills happened to be formed recently. Our original plan was to have the Crescent Mountain Monarch personally deliver it to Daozang Hall in the middle of this month. I have reported this matter at the headquarters. .”

Wang Ping's eyes fell on the rat demon who was staring down at his toes. After thinking carefully, he said: "Century Blood Pill... Master Ming directly went to war with Daozang Palace for it?"

"There is news that... Mr. Ming himself is a puppet who escaped the control of his master for some special reasons. If he gets this batch of blood pills, he may be able to cultivate blood flesh, and with the methods of Taiyin evil cultivators, he may be able to attack more A high realm.”

This was said by Hu Qianqian. Almost everyone in the monk community in the southern realm knew about Mr. Ming's affairs. Of course, people like Wang Ping, who only knew about seclusion and hard training, might not know about it yet.

After Hu Qianqian finished speaking, he whispered in Wang Ping's ear: "Mr. Ming has the strength of the second level. He is also a deacon of the Taiyin evil cultivator organization. The resources he can mobilize will definitely not be too bad."

"Why didn't you tell us about this in advance?" Wang Ping already had a bad look on Zhong Tong.

"I really didn't expect Mr. Ming to do this." Zhong Tong's face was not good-looking, "We must move as quickly as possible. The affairs of other tigers must be suppressed with thunderous means, so as not to prevent us from doing things in Crescent Mountain. , if they cause trouble behind, things will be difficult to handle."

(End of this chapter)