I am a fortress of Xianzong

Chapter 23 The future immortal journey can finally be expected... Copy

Will the Yaozu refine corpses?
It's difficult for Liao Buyi to judge this question, but...if he can, then the ones who come here are also at the demon king level, which is dangerous.

But it's unlikely, after all, the demon king never dared to appear on the territory of the human race, once he found out, he would be besieged and killed.

The Demon King is equivalent to the Great Cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage of the human race, but the Demon King is different from the Nascent Soul Stage. Let's not ask about the trivial matters of the sect.

And what about the demon king?

They often lead a group of people, unless they are the demon kings of the same clan, they will not coexist together at all, and the regionalism of the monster clan is very strong.

At the same time, there are not many demon kings in a group. Once there is a problem, the whole group will be in big trouble.

It is easy to be annexed and become a subsidiary of other ethnic groups. During the Hundred Years' War, the number of these subordinate ethnic groups was the largest.

Therefore, the demon king attaches great importance to his own safety. Even if it is a war that happens once every 500 years, he will not be dispatched easily, and even if he is dispatched, he will not fight to the death with the monks of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Thinking about it this way, it is basically impossible for the demon king to cross the Hengduan Mountains, so the human race did it by themselves?

But why do you do this?

If there is a problem in Yunzhou, then the Yaozu is the cheapest one!
After the Millennium Rebellion, there were indeed people among the human race who cooperated with the monster race, but in the end they were all mobilized and attacked. This kind of people often ended up very miserable, because facing the monster race, the unity of the human race is still very strong.

People who are not my race must have different hearts. Everyone understands this truth. It is wrong for a good human race to be a slave to the monster race?
Liao Buyi couldn't figure it out!
This matter still needs to be notified to other sects, especially Qingtian Sword Sect. The two sides have always been mutually beneficial, and they can be regarded as hard-core alliances.

Thinking of this, Liao Bu wrote a letter, and then sent someone to send it out.

……

"Damn it, 49 years of painstaking efforts are over!" In a deep mountain, a figure roared angrily, and there was another person kneeling in front of him.

"Elder calm down, Hanba is not easy to control, especially its appetite is always insatiable!" said the kneeling man.

"Hmph, didn't you ask you to arrest someone and give it to him?" The elder snorted dissatisfiedly, "It's still unknown how the sect will handle this matter, and I have no right to deal with you. Go back and receive the punishment yourself!"

"Yes!"

The elder's figure became blurred and then disappeared, while the kneeling man stood up and patted his knees.

"Hey, just let me control the Hanba by myself, and I have to get food for it. It's strange to be able to watch it!" The man said disdainfully, "The internal opinions of the sect are not unified at all, and I am afraid that the other party will find out. Why did you let me come?"

His dissatisfaction was very strong, but he had nowhere to vent, so he could only talk to himself.

But after saying a few words, he didn't speak anymore, but looked around, cleaned up some traces, then turned and left, walking through the deep mountains, carefully looking up at the sky from time to time.

Recently, when Fu Yuanzong was dispatched on a large scale, there would always be core disciples of the golden core period flying by from time to time, which made him have to be careful, the other party's consciousness would keep scanning, and he might be exposed at any time.

Fortunately, the planning sect gave him a treasure this time, otherwise he would have been discovered long ago, and the order issued by the sect was also through the Shadow Transmission Stone. Although it was expensive, it was still safe.

……

The No. 160 No. [-] Courtyard was exceptionally peaceful at night. I chatted with Senior Brother Bai for a long time in the afternoon. Everyone was very happy and envious at the same time.

Bai Jingxian did experience danger, but the harvest was rich, and what about the others?
Everyone also understands in their hearts that this kind of opportunity can be met but not sought after. Even if they encounter it, will they make the same choice as Bai Jingxian?
And what ability do I have to wait for support to arrive?
Bao Fuxin knew that this kind of thing cannot be forced, and his plan cannot be shaken. After dinner, they went back to their rooms, and Wang Songyu also came back.

He went directly to Senior Brother Bai's room, and there must have been a long chat, and Bao Fuxin was about to test the copier.

He asked a brother for some blank yellow paper and cinnabar ink, then went back to the room and closed the door.

First of all, I did some experiments. I held the talisman given by the teacher in my hand, and then entered the space, and found that the talisman did not follow me into the space.

In this way, this idea is completely abandoned.

Then there is only one possibility left, to enter the space by yourself is to silently say [Enter! 】

So, is it possible to remotely control the copier in this way?
Put the talisman on the table, and put the blank yellow paper side by side, and arrange the cinnabar ink and the rune pen one by one.

His mana is limited, and it is unknown how long he can last. All preparations must be completed in advance.

After doing everything, Bao Fuxin sat down, looked at the things on the table, and then silently said [Start! 】

"Om..." Weng mingled in his mind, and Bao Fuxin was overjoyed, but suppressed his joy, waiting for the copier to warm up, and at the same time paying attention to the mana in his dantian.

At this time, the mana began to rush towards the top of the head along a meridian route, and then disappeared there.

Weng Ming's voice disappeared, and Bao Fuxin hurriedly said [Scanning! 】

"Shua..." He never expected that his eyes would emit two green lights. He was looking at the talisman, and the two green lights swept across the talisman.

Although he was shocked, his mana was still being lost when time was running out, but he didn't have much mana.

【copy! 】

His eyes lit up again, this time with colored light, and he glanced over the blank talisman paper, and the seal script of the word 'fire' clearly appeared on the blank yellow paper.

At this time, the mana in his dantian was consumed in an instant.

There was a sudden lethargy, as if his body had been hollowed out, Bao Fuxin put his hands on the table, [Close! 】

The voice disappeared, and he hurriedly picked up the copied talisman to check, there was a faint halo on it, and then compared it with the teacher's one, there was no difference at all.

[Is this done? 】

Bao Fuxin was a little unbelievable, but then he was confused again, 【Doesn't the copier need to be set? 】

The copier works fine, both black and white and color, plus you can adjust the size, resolution, etc.

Bao Fuxin hurriedly lay down on the bed, and then realized that his magic power was gone, and he probably couldn't activate it.

Then he got up and went back to the table to sit down, and continued to check the two talismans. They looked exactly the same, and there was a halo, but could it be used?

[By the way, the copied talisman cannot be taken out, after all, it is exactly the same as the teacher's handwriting, what a pity! 】

If you can make a large-scale photocopy of a first-order middle-grade talisman, wouldn't it be easy to exchange for spirit stones?

It's a pity that Bao Fuxin didn't dare. His golden finger is really useful now, so he is naturally excited, but once he is discovered, his fate will be hard to say.

(End of this chapter)