At this time, Ning Yue climbed on his arms with golden talisman secret patterns. After the fifth cauldron was solidified, Ning Yue also came back to his senses and began to restrain his magic to avoid being suspicious of others. The qi and blood around him became increasingly rich. The Xuan Gang Body had just entered the entry, and the strength of the Five Cauldrons of the Dingli Realm, plus the Tao Jue that had no careful research, the position of the long one should be a nail on the board.

Old Yu looked at Ning Yue up and down, looked at his white body, pinched his chin, and showed a despicable smile on his lips: "Hehe! Xiao Ningzi! It's quite white! I can't tell!"

"Get out!" Ning Yue took action to knock over the devilish hand of the old man Yu, and splashed the old man Yu's hot face. But looking at the old man Yu's performance, it was completely useless and there was no difference from the room temperature.

"Tsk tsk! The strength of the Five Cauldrons! I wonder if you can survive the beast tide!" Old Yu sat cross-legged under the water, and Ning Yue squatted down. The water temperature of more than 100 degrees was completely fine for them. He had to cooperate with everyone from time to time and shouted, "It's so unfortunate that it's really hard for them."

The next second, the water surface began to become cold again, and the scene of wailing became silent in an instant, and they were trembling with coldness. Ning Yue narrowed his eyes and stared at the old man Yu: "What are you giving me food! What good things did you get! Is it...!"

"Boy! Get out of here!" Old Suo Yu slapped Ning Yue's forehead and said angrily: "You kid should think about it carefully! Why should you pay me a compensation? My goods are not that delicious!"

"Hehe! I owe it! Let's owe it first!" Ning Yue whined, and then subconsciously asked: "Have you ever experienced the beast tide?"

"Oh! Every time the beast tide! There are countless casualties and injuries in the entire Hongguan! Formation! Arrows! These can be used! Now you can practice hard, but it is just to be the source of the formation!" Old Su Yu said this, and his whole body became much more depressed and his expression was dim.

"What does it mean!" Ning Yue listened suspiciously and stared at Old Suu Yu curiously.

"Gathering up! It is centered on one person, and the other tens of thousands are containers. Often, a wave can stimulate power beyond oneself, so... Alas! You will know in the future!" Old Yu waved his hand to drive away Ning Yue, glanced at the trembling people behind him, and added: "Otherwise, you think Zhao Gang was trying his best to find a corpse in the forest. Strength is everything here! You can't survive without strength!"

It should have been a very happy thing to break through the Five Cauldron Realm, but Ning Yue felt very depressed. Often when he was complacent, reality would always shoot him down.

"Boy! I will teach you a reason today!" Old Yu washed his face with water and sighed: "There are so many strong people in the world, but they are easy to break even after being tough. Few of those geniuses who are often pretentious can live to the end of their lives. Most of them live to old age and dogs, but many people are pretentious. Instead of being mediocre, it is better to get a moment of beauty."

Ning Yue listened to the words of Old Suo Yu, his eyebrows were a little deep, he squinted his eyes, thought carefully, and spoke for a while: "If there is a chance! I want the moment of beauty to be eternal. I want to dominate my own destiny, not at the mercy of others here!"

"Hehe!" Old Suo Yu grinned twice, realizing that he was out of control, then covered his mouth again, looked at his white feet, reached out to rub it left and right, and said while rubbing: "You boy! You are a typical person's meal and smashed his pot! But what you said makes sense. Soldiers who don't want to be a general are not good soldiers!"

"By the way! Old Fish! Have you ever seen a puppet?" Ning Yue didn't care about the praise of the old man Yu, and looked curious about the baby. In fact, he was also trying to pay attention to his eagle-shaped puppet. If you don't need something, isn't that a waste of resources?

"You boy! Have you got something good?" Old Yu heard the cat trick. He was either traitor or robber. He was a fox for thousands of years, and no one knew who he had done.

"Hehe...!" Ning Yue scratched his head embarrassedly and felt awkward. He felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to cheat some information, but now he was discovered by the old man Yu at a glance. He was really embarrassed.

Old Mr. Yu took out three booklets from his arms and handed them to Ning Yue: "This is found in another storage bag, one is the first one, two puppet refining methods!"

"Thank you, old man..." Before Ning Yue finished speaking, he was about to reach out to take it. Old Master Yu stopped and stared at Ning Yue like a calf protecting him, squinted his eyes with a pair of calloused eyes, with a playful look on his face: "I want it! Yes! Use something to exchange! You kid blackmail me so many good things! My husband's things were not in vain! I originally wanted to exchange these for wine...!"

"You... wine..." Ning Yue heard this and thought about it carefully. He immediately thought of the few jars of tiger bone wine in his storage bag. It should be that the boy was afraid that he would not be able to do it, so he specially prepared it. Ning Yue smiled and said, "I have a pile of tiger bone wine! Do you want it?"

"Tiger bone wine! Good thing!" When the old man Yu heard this, he became energetic in an instant. He groped his beard and showed his old fox's eyes and said, "How many jars!"

Good guy! This is a price increase

Ning Yue had a deep brow, and looked at the expression of old man Yu's beating, gritted his teeth and dripped in pain: "Two altars!"

"Forget it! I'll wait until I go down the mountain and change my own wine."

"Three altars! I only have three altars!" Ning Yue almost shouted out loud, and his heart felt so weak that he broke out in his heart. Anyway, Old Su Yu didn't know how many altars he had, and he didn't believe how much he said.

"Trade!" Old Suo Yu was also greedy. The two of them exchanged secretly in the water, each collected things, and began to pretend to be nothing.

Everyone soaked in the water all day, and only then did they withdraw their troops and return to the camp at sunset and dusk.

Ning Yue was exhausted when he returned to the military tent. Of course! After this day of baptism, his Xuangang Body successfully took the first step, officially getting started, entering the bronze skin. Under normal conditions, his skin was like bronze, and his defense was greatly enhanced.

The five people returned to the military camp. One or two of them were tired like pugs and fell asleep. They had no energy to practice at all. Ning Yue did not dare to delay and slacken. He seized the time to practice and swallowed a cohesion pill. The already saturated cauldron energy was released at this moment.

Ning Yue moved the Tao Jue, and instantly the big eater opened his mouth and swallowed the coagulation pill. The sixth black cauldron was quietly fostered above Ning Yue's head, and the glory was bursting. So the four of them slept to death and did not notice Ning Yue's promotion.

Ning Yue stabilized the black cauldron, so that he would not be shaky, so he took out the puppet technique given by the old man Yu.

The most basic puppet master simply records the usage and level of puppet technique. The quality of the puppet technique varies. It is also divided into five levels, clearly divided into Xuanji, Earth Demon, Tiangang, Chaos, and Hongmeng.

As for the usage, it is to use blood as the guide and control it with mental power. The book also records that powerful people can control thousands of puppets in an instant. You can imagine what kind of power it is. You can command thousands of troops in every move.

The book also exaggeratedly stated that puppet technology can fight higher and higher levels and defeat the saints with puppets. Of course, Ning Yue only thinks that the person who wrote this book is completely bragging. The saints are a destructive existence, and they cannot defeat them by just a few puppets.

"Mental power!" Ning Yue frowned. He had never touched this thing before. What happened? The book also explained the spiritual power cultivation note. Ning Yue didn't think much about it. Looking at the four people who were sleeping and snoring, Ning Yue quietly pulled up the curtain and glanced at the eagle-shaped puppet the size of a stone lion in the storage bag. He hesitated for a long time but gave up. After all, igniting this puppet, I don't know what will happen later. I have to just live and wait until I have time to do this thing.

Ning Yue, who was about to rest, listened to the sound of frogs beside the bed, but gave up his plan to sleep. While thinking about the mental power, he felt tired, so he closed his eyes and practiced, and spent the difficult night in a daze.

Hongguan General Palace

This palace is located at a high altitude in Hongguan, set off by four magic circles. It is rumored that there are hundreds of dragons under it to accumulate strength and float to the hall to keep it standing.

The twenty-eight red pillars in the hall are erected in the hall, and the eternal lamp is lit in the hall. The rumor of the lamp oil is refined from a dragon fish. Just a bowl can illuminate it for a hundred years and will never die.

In the center of the hall, there was a majestic man wearing black and gold dragon armor. His appearance was middle-aged, wearing a white ze crown on his head, sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes, and a three-centimeter scar on his left face. He had a beard with his snout and a beard with his chin. But even so, he could still not hide his handsomeness. He could still find out his handsome face. This person was one of the three famous generals of the Wuming Dynasty, Shentu Bahuang.

Below were many famous generals in the army, divided into two squads of civil and military. The head on the left was a pretty man in red clothes, lined with red clothes, white tiger two-sleeved armor on the outside, black demon sword on the waist, black air filled with black air, and looked like eyes. He chose people and was fond of them. His long black hair was like black jade, and the red and white contrasted, which seemed particularly inconsistent. He hugged his chest with his hands, closed his eyes and pondered. This person was the general of the blue face: Wen Qian.

Then there was Wen Han. Although this guy's surname was Wen, he had nothing to do with Wen Qian, and the two had nothing to do with him.

On the left are Nangong Chenhu and Gongsun Chonglou, and all the military generals followed are combined surnames.

Wu Ming established the country with Wu, but at the beginning of its establishment, he shared the world with aristocratic sects. However, the sect did not participate in state affairs and always focused on cultivation. When the Red Emperor established the country, in order to commend the sect, they were given three spiritual veins. Anyone who reached the level of transformation of the alchemy could enter the court and become an official.

But most of the children of the sect are dedicated to seeking the truth, who cares about these fame and fortune? Since then, the Wuming Dynasty has been clear and the aristocratic families have continuously sent talents to the temple.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, these people were obedient and honestly contributed to the country. However, over the past few hundred years, even if the new emperor was willing to manage it, he would be a tiger swallowing the sky and had no idea.

The best division between aristocratic families and civilians is the surname, the common surname of aristocratic families, and the single surname of a commoner.

People such as Nangong Chenhu and Gongsun Chonglou are all talented in the same family, which is in sharp contrast with poor children like Wen Qian.

This is also impossible. The aristocratic families govern the world for the emperor. Over the past few hundred years, the martial arts and treasures collected have long been piled up like mountains, which are beyond the reach of a poor family.

The Eight Deserts of Shentu can be considered enlightened and suppose people based on their merits, otherwise they would not be able to be these three famous generals.

"What's the matter with us when we call together!" Nangong Chenhu spoke first, glanced at Wen Qian, who was close to his eyes and resting. Although he showed disdain, he still admired him sincerely.

"What's the current situation of the beast tide? There are signs of advance!" Shentu Bahuang looked at Nangong Chenhu, wrapped his hands on his chest, and his face fluctuated.

"There is no abnormality at the moment, but we don't have much time left! Can the general get more pills and...!" Nangong Chenhu was a little anxious. After all, he was not a good general without caring for his soldiers. Although the selection was a bit cruel, he had to do so.

"General Nangong! The country is not easy! These untouchables die if they die! It's no big deal!" A sinister voice came from the end of the hall.

After leaving after the sound, this man was slim and beautiful with hair as strong as a big man. He wore gold and silver, and even had a armor. The most important thing was that his white and tender cheeks could almost drip out of water, and his eyes were painted with eyeliner and red edges, making him look like an opera singer.

"Murong Ying! You are a man or a woman, get out of here!" Wen Han, who has always had a good temper, couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to scold this pretentious thing.

Murong Ying is the py Murong family, one of the top ten families in Wuming. The ancestor of the clan, Murong Yijian, still alive. This Murong Yijian was originally named Murong Chongle, but often only needs one sword to kill people, and then changed his name to Murong Yijian.

Relying on Yu Yin, who has relied on Murong Yijian in recent years, Murong's children have been engaged in military industry. They originally only had to stay in Hongguan for a year or two to be promoted.

Murong Ying came three years ago, because she ran into a princess with great origin in the capital. Although she saved her life, she was also exiled to Hongguan for three years. She was able to go home after the beast tide passed.

"Wen Han, what are you? What's wrong! I want to stand up for your brothers and brothers!" Murong Ying stared at Wen Han with a smile. People like him were all old fryers, and playing with stupid guys like Wen Han was just a good idea.

"You are looking for death!" Wen Han was furious and wanted to draw his sword when the palace wanted to teach Murong Ying a lesson.

"Random!" Shentu Bahuang shouted angrily, Wen Han's hand holding the knife could not be pulled out for a long time. Shentu Bahuang looked at Wen Han and shouted angrily: "Go back!"

"No!" Wen Han didn't bother and stood back with gritted teeth.

Shentu Bahuang did this, not to favor Murong Ying, but to protect Wen Han. The two of them were in the same realm and seemed to be in a similar position, but in terms of means, Wen Han was definitely not Murong Ying's opponent. Instead of losing face with Murong Ying, it would be better to be scolded by Shentu Bahuang.

"Tsk!" Murong Ying curled her lips disdainfully, stood in the hall, doing nothing, and was also five points afraid of Shentu Bahuang, three points disdain, and two points jealous.

"General, can you have a way!" Nangong Chenhu stood with a knife, with a serious expression.

"Not yet! There is more than one front in Hongguan in China. Everyone should understand Your Majesty's difficulties! The last batch of supplies may arrive in March." Shentu Bahuang looked helpless.

"In March! What's the use!" Nangong Chenhu's brows became deep when he heard this.

"I will solve this matter!" Shentu Bahuang crossed his hands, looked at everyone, waved his sleeves and drove them away: "Each person will do his job! Nangong Chenhu! Wen Qian and you two stay!"
Chapter completed!