The pao spirit thought it was extremely interesting.

  To be honest, he had been running around the left Mo Sea for so long, and there wasn't a single thing that made him feel as interesting as this matter in front of him. Even with his thousands of years of experience, he hadn't encountered anything more interesting than this.

  A cultivator who had never touched any related studies before, surprisingly began to research how to become a great general. Such a thing was unheard of, even in the great war a thousand years ago.

  He will be very familiar with the warlord, in the camp of the repairer, the formation of the warlord is nothing more than two paths. One is a warlord specially cultivated by the Dà Mén Pài. Another is a warlord that forms gradually through continuous fighting and enlightenment.

  The first type is the most prominent, in the Millennium War, the famous warlords of the Xiu Zhe camp, nearly 70% are from various sects. They have been learning various knowledge since childhood, even their cultivation techniques are specifically used for commanding battles.

  The second type accounts for only 30%, in fact, the proportion will be even more disproportionate from the overall number. Without being cultivated from a young age, they need to climb up step by step from the very bottom. The second type of warlord is not one who is not overflowing with talent, and the price paid is much higher than that of the first type of warlord.

  It seems that Gong Sun Chi has a great hope of becoming one of them. However, the fact is much more cruel than this. With low status, wanting to become a warlord must meet one condition, that is, having strong personal strength. Putting aside outstanding command ability, all second-type famous warlords are not inferior to other cultivators in terms of innate talent for cultivation.

  The reason is simple, without strength, it is impossible to survive in war. If you can't survive, how can you climb up step by step? With a humble status, wanting to become a general, one must crawl out of the pile of dead men, again and again, starting from scratch, accumulating prestige bit by bit, only then will people obey and follow his orders.

  Otherwise, whether it's commanding a large army or a small team of seven or eight people, no one would be willing to entrust their lives to someone who might die at any time.

  This is also why Pu Yao doesn't think highly of Gong Sun Zhi, Gong Sun Zhi is just a butcher, a Foundation Establishment butcher. Pu Yao can easily see that Gong Sun Zhi's innate talent is extremely ordinary, even if he were given more spiritual pills and treasures, he wouldn't have much achievement in his cultivation.

  But despite this, a guy who seemed completely unlikely to become a war general, Pú Yāo didn't directly sentence him to death, but instead decided to continue following him. Of course, one of the more important reasons for this was Zuǒ Mò's choice.

  It's not surprising at all. If Gong Sun Zan had been in a certain sect since he was young and eventually became a war general, it wouldn't be surprising at all. Among these world-class chess players, Gong Sun Zan's progress is extremely fast.

  What truly surprised him was that Zuo Mo actually believed Gong Sun Daren so directly!

  Even if Pu Yao was a demon, he couldn't help but admit that Zuo Mo's eyesight was sometimes incredibly accurate. In his opinion, Zuo Mo's talent was not bad, but it was far from being top-notch. However, over the past two years, after experiencing many setbacks and difficulties, Pu Yao was shocked to discover that this guy's progress had far exceeded his expectations.

  Among them, there are indeed reasons for his intervention, but think about those major sect core disciples. The benefits they gained were not much different from Zuo Mo's. However, the speed of their progress was extremely rare to reach Zuo Mo's level.

  It's just that Ke Biyan's innate talent isn't exactly top-notch, which is what makes Pu Yao click his tongue in amazement.

  After some thought, Pu Yao felt that it was still Zuo Mo's insight and way of thinking that had made him successful.

  Zuo Mo's way of thinking and his gaze were very unusual, not quite the same as ordinary people. Whether it was cultivation, fighting, or interacting with others, he could easily be seen as a typical pragmatist, worldly-wise, greedy for wealth. But occasionally, he would do things that Pu Yao thought were foolish and unreasonable, yet these foolish actions often ended up having unexpectedly good results.

  Originally, Puyao didn't think much of Gong Sun Zan, but with the variable of Zuo Mo added in, he suddenly became full of interest and anticipation.

  It's really interesting!

  Unlike He Pu's carefree and leisurely attitude, Zuo Mo was extremely busy, almost to the point of being footloose. He was unable to surpass Xun You, so he could only build a beast pool. The time spent in the small mountain boundary wouldn't be too long, but it also wouldn't be too short. If used properly, it might even produce one or two spiritual beasts. Xun You had been thinking hard every day on the jujube boat, and Zuo Mo had also come up with many ideas, but without a beast pool, all his ideas were just empty talk.

  "Senior brother, let's build a beast pool!" Chun Yu Cheng's words were like a haunting melody that lingered in Zuo Mo's ears every day.

  Under repeated ravages, Zuo Mo was left with no way out.

  He is wealthy, and a beast pool costs a lot of money, but it's not a problem. It's just that this job is not easy to do, no one can help him, especially since Chun Yu has a lot of ideas and suggestions. To realize these ideas, some changes must be made to the beast pool.

  Changing means a lot of work, it means re-imagining, and besides, Chun Yu Cheng's ideas sometimes change. Every time Zuo Mo wants to slack off, Chun Yu Cheng will appear again like a ghost.

  "Senior brother, just change it, just change it..."

  After the beast pool was built, Zuo Mo ran as if his butt had been pricked, running as far as he could.

  An honest person can be tortured by others and make people feel desperate.

  Jun Yu's junior brother went to stir up trouble at the Beast Pool, Gong Sun's junior brother went to stir up those cultivators, and Zuo Mo began to stir up trouble for himself.

  Feng Zhen's research required a lot of time, and he had also added another workload for himself. He found the spiritual veins, collected some black silk mushrooms that were inhabited by soul-eating spirits, and was very interested in them.

  Apart from this, cultivation is also an indispensable task every day. Setting up the ban requires consuming divine consciousness, and his divine consciousness has shrunk greatly. Thinking about his own strategy of quantity flowing warfare, he deeply feels that improving his divine consciousness is his most urgent and pressing need at present.

  "Embryonic Breathing Cultivation" became his daily homework.

  Since his spiritual object transformed, his sea of consciousness has undergone tremendous changes. The strange flames in the sea of consciousness have disappeared, and the number of stars in the sky has increased to ten. The sword river remains unchanged, without much change, he has not made progress in his sword intent.

  Seeing the starry sky, Zuomo suddenly remembered the time he refined the Xiao Tower. The starlight sprinkled stardust, constantly seeping into his divine consciousness.

  Vast and empty divine consciousness, ten stars hung above, solitary and desolate, except for one that was relatively bright, the others were all rather dim. Recalling the speed at which the stars sprayed stardust, Zuo Mo thought to himself, by the time the stardust filled the divine consciousness, he didn't know what year it would be.

  "That is the Star Source." The Reed Demon sat on the tombstone, looking up at the ten stars above its head.

  "What is Xīng Yuán?" This question had been buried in his heart for a long time, and today he seemed to see Pú Yāo with the intention of enlightening him, so he asked along.

  "Xīng Yuán is the source of divine consciousness." Pú Yāo said slowly: "You can also understand it as a crystal of spiritual energy, you cultivators don't like to say how many crystals of spiritual energy?"

  "Ten Star Divine Sense?" Zuo Mo couldn't help but ask back.

  "Or you can think of it as a source that produces divine consciousness, the ten stars mean that there are ten sources that produce divine consciousness for you."

  "I once saw these stars spew out silver stardust, what is that?" Zuo Mo couldn't help but curiously ask.

  "What did you say?" The Pú Yāo suddenly opened its blood-red pupils, straightened its waist, and changed from its previous lazy appearance.

  Zuo Mo's heart felt a chill under Pu Yao's bloodshot stare, thinking to himself that this guy wouldn't start acting crazy again, would he?

  "Is something wrong?" Zuo Mo asked weakly.

  After a while, Pu Yao seemed somewhat dazed and said: "The second consciousness..."

  He shook his head vigorously, came back to himself, and looked at Zuo Mo deeply: "The star sand you saw is a more refined divine consciousness, which we generally call star recognition sand. Ten stars, bright and dark, the brightest one can give birth to the most star recognition sand, its speed of giving birth to divine consciousness is the fastest."

  Zuo Mo didn't care whether he understood or not, and Pu Yao also didn't bother with him, continuing to speak directly.

  "Monsters cultivate the laws of nature, all things in the world contain the laws of nature, and all things can be refined into spirits. Stars are no exception. The path of stars is difficult and obscure, and there are few monsters who cultivate by refining star spirits."

  Upon hearing this, Zuo Mo suddenly had a bad premonition: "What kind of cultivator are you?"

  "I choose Tian Huo Lian Shen." Pu Yao revealed a sly smile.

  Zuo Mo was stunned: "Then why am I a Star Cultivator?"

  "Because you're cultivating the 'Fetal Breath Spiritual Cultivation'." The Pú Yāo chuckled: "I didn't expect that this 'Fetal Breath Spiritual Cultivation' would actually be the Stellar Spiritual Cultivation, I was deceived by its name." He muttered to himself in a low voice: "Thought it was some trashy street goods, didn't think it'd actually be high-grade goods... what a loss..."

  Nameless evil fire suddenly rose from the left side of his heart, he was furious and pointed at Pu Yao's nose, scolding loudly: "You're such a rotten goods, you actually gave me something you haven't even tried to refine! You even thought of using trashy street goods to deceive me, I'm not done with you..."

  "Don't be like that!" Pu Yao didn't get angry either, and smiled: "Anyway, you haven't lost out. Look, you've already refined ten star essences. Within just two years, you've reached the stage of refining objects, this speed is very fast!"

  "You, you, you..." Zuo Mo listened to Pu Yao's heartless and ruthless words, his fingers trembling with rage.

  "Want to know how to cultivate what's below?" The Pú Yāo said with a very straightforward and tempting tone.

  "I want to." Mo Ze replied without hesitation, and all his anger vanished instantly.

  Pu Yao was not surprised at all by Zuo Mo's one hundred and eighty degree change in attitude, this guy had always been extremely pragmatic.

  "That's right." The púyāo smiled and said: "I can tell you, and I can also give you more help. However, I have a small request."

  "Speak!" The tone of Pu Yao was something Zuo Mo had long been familiar with.

  "I want the Golden Elixir of that Golden Elixir Cultivator from the Ming Xiao Sect."

  Zuo Mo was stunned, and when he came to his senses, he suddenly jumped up: "Are you crazy? Golden Elixir! You want it for yourself, go get it yourself! Running to me, a small cultivator like myself, saying that someone else's Golden Elixir is wanted by another Golden Elixir cultivator... Hmph, with just one slap, they could turn me into dust."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, waving his hand: "If you want to play, go play by yourself, I'm not going to play with you anymore."

  Pu Yao's expression remained calm and he didn't get angry at all: "Add another fifth-grade sword mantra."

  He didn't listen and continued walking forward.

  "Add another five-element escape method."

  Zuo Mo was completely unmoved, his footsteps unchanged.

  "Give you seven more Golden Armor Guards."

  Zuo Mo had long since given up on him.

  "Add one more move, 'Small Thousand Leaf Hand'."

  Zuo Mo turned his body and walked towards Pu Yao.

  "What's going on?"