After much difficulty in thinking of the yin fire pearl, it turns out that I couldn't find a place with a yin evil spirit, and so I was unable to condense it into a yin pearl.

  It was finally understood how to refine the same heart necklace, but the materials were not enough. Fortunately, that root of the same heart necklace was not damaged and was handed over to Gong Sun Cha intact.

  Left with no choice but to feel depressed, but the depression will pass. What needs to be done still needs to be done. The divine sense must be cultivated, there's no other way around it. Seals are good things, they require the consumption of divine sense and that consumption is permanent.

  As for the practice of Jian Jue, Zuo Mo had some interest. The Five Elements Sword Set had already taken shape, although it was still a considerable distance from perfection, but he was currently quite satisfied.

  The power of the Five Intentions Sword Array was not bad, and his initial idea was quite unique. However, at this moment, he discovered that he had made a fatal mistake earlier. The sword array had been formed, but there was no sword mantra for him to cultivate. Among the five sword intentions, except for the "Lishui Sword Mantra" and the "Bingxiao Sword Mantra", he could only grasp the superficial form of the other three sword intentions without understanding their true essence.

  To put it bluntly, his current Five Elements Sword Array is a paper tiger, only in form but not in substance.

  That made him quite unhappy.

  Anyone would be unhappy, spent so many good materials, spent so much thought, and ended up with such a mediocre thing. But for the time being, he didn't have any better ideas, and could only put it aside.

  He didn't cultivate the "Small Thousand Leaf Hand" that Pu Yao gave him, and for this period of time, his divine sense would all be contributed to the seal. As for cultivating his body, there was no need to think about it either - no matter how much earth energy he absorbed, in the end it would still be contributed to Pu Yao. He hadn't cultivated his body for a very long time already, and although he knew that absorbing earth energy had great benefits for the body, in Zuo Mo's opinion, at this critical juncture, it simply wasn't worth it.

  He spent most of his time on the formation. To break through Xiaoyue's boundary, there were only two ways. One was to increase one's own strength, if he could reach the Golden Elixir stage, then the other Golden Elixir cultivators would not stop him. But was this possible? Absolutely impossible!

  Another way is to expand his current power. In terms of command, he handed it all over to Gongsun Zan, believing that this extremely warlike man would definitely unleash the fierce fighting passion beneath his gentle and elegant appearance.

  The remaining question is, what can I do myself?

  It's a matter of his own life and death, Zu Mo can't just sit and wait to die, putting all his hopes on Gong Sun.

  Then a very important and practical question was placed in front of him - how can the strength of a group be improved in a short period of time?

  Fa Bao, this was abandoned by him. Want to refine a same heart necklace material is not enough, let alone other things. The materials he had on hand were actually quite a few, but that was only for him personally, if the scope was expanded to a group of people, it really wasn't much. Like Jin Jia Wei's body full of gorgeous Fa Bao, even if Zuo Mo sold himself, he couldn't gather enough.

  Lingdan, this plan was also quickly abandoned by Zuo Mo. The lingdan that could increase cultivation, Zuo Mo himself had never seen before. As for those auxiliary-type lingdan, they could be refined in batches, but against Golden Core cultivators, they were definitely not enough.

  What's left? Only symbols now.

  Zuo Mo's research subject was the Devilish Tattoos. Originally, he had never thought of putting them on himself, but Ling Valley forced him to have no other choice, leading him to even come up with an extremely bold idea - why not carve the Devilish Tattoos onto all these cultivators' bodies? The thin spiritual energy in the air, under the automatic gathering of the Devilish Tattoos, was quite impressive. Moreover, this way, he could safely and boldly absorb the spiritual power within the crystal stones without worrying about the impurities in the crystal stone's spiritual power harming his body.

  Compared with this, the spiritual power contained in Jing Shi is much richer than that of Ling Gu.

  Of course, reason held back this crazy idea.

  Currently fighting against demons and devils, taking a group of people with demonic tattoos to charge out, there will only be one outcome, waiting to be beheaded and exorcised.

  He didn't think much of the magic pattern before, but now he deeply feels its superiority. Directly carving a magic pattern is definitely not feasible, so let's take a detour. Didn't the Pú Yāo say that the essence of the magic pattern is still an array of symbols?

  If we can study and develop arrays that filter out impurities in spiritual energy and arrays that automatically absorb spiritual energy, won't the problem be easily solved?

  The totem was ready-made, and he had it on his body. Moreover, due to the totem on him, his divine sense was extremely sensitive, and he could clearly feel every subtle change within the totem.

  The seemingly simple magic pattern is far more complicated than he imagined. Zuo Mo's current attainments in talisman arrays are not low, especially his research on the intricate talisman arrays in alchemy and the talisman arrays that appear in magic patterns have many similarities.

  Apart from the Fu Zi, there are many patterns that seem decorative but resemble the Fu Zi. If you change to another person, wanting to figure out which ones are useful structures and which ones are useless structures, it's impossible in just three to five years.

  It would be easy for Zuo Mo to get it. He just needed to scan it with his consciousness and he could easily identify it.

  However, this is only the first step. Although many interfering components have been eliminated, the remaining things still make people feel difficult to deal with. Not every array will show obvious characteristics, but once they are gone, the entire magic pattern loses its effect completely. In addition, there are many semi-array structures. These semi-array structures, together with Luo Mo's flesh and blood skin, form a very special array.

  This is probably the fusion of symbols and flesh and blood.

  Fortunately, this level of difficulty was not enough to scare off Zuo Mo. The demonic army was like a sharp blade hanging over his head, and breaking through the Small Mountain Boundary would be enough to fill him with fighting spirit.

  Nowadays, Zuo Mo seems more like a production cultivator.

  "Alright, I was originally a production cultivator anyway," Zuo Mo self-deprecatingly smiled.

  He probably couldn't have imagined that his actions would scare Pu Yao half to death. At the beginning, when he replaced Zuo Mo's magic symbols and implanted the demon core, Pu Yao had his own purposes, but he never thought that Zuo Mo's progress would be so rapid.

  In the sea of knowledge, Pu Yao's face was solemn and he gazed intently.

  Does this guy understand how terrifying what he's studying is...

  Gongsun Zan's luck wasn't too good, he encountered a team of about sixty people. A team of sixty people is already quite large in scale, and it's not easy to keep such a team alive either. At this time, the surviving teams were all decent in combat strength, and Xiaoshan Jie no longer had any soft persimmons.

  Neither side engaged in any pleasantries.

  Gongsun Zhi thought it was unnecessary to say anything. This was a habit formed from playing chess, and he didn't like dragging things out with his opponent for half the day before making a move. Having encountered an opponent who would stop at nothing every day, it's natural that Gongsun Zhi had developed such habits.

  On the other hand, the opponent thinks that their own people are more than half, and they have a great advantage. Moreover, such a team must have some inventory, and it's not completely worthless.

  The two sides fell silent, and the battle entered a white-hot stage.

  Gongsun Zhi was initially a bit tense, but when he saw the opponent rushing up in disarray, with a messy formation, he smiled, smiling very warmly and sweetly.

  He immediately ordered the front combat units to contract inward.

  They still retain a lot of fighting habits from their solo battles, and many cultivators start with a sword as soon as they come out. Especially since there are many companions around, everyone's courage is boosted, and naturally, they don't hold back when taking action.

  Dozens of sword edges converged with a loud noise, like a giant dragon, shocking and frightening people.

  Upon receiving the order to retreat, three combat units moved back, but one unit was a beat too slow and was instantly pulverized by dozens of sword blades.

  With one blow, three of the enemy were killed, and the morale of this group was greatly boosted. Without thinking, they charged forward, chasing after the retreating cultivators.

  Three lives were lost on the spot, and Gong Sun's eyes didn't even blink.

  As the front-line combat units retreated, two combat units in the second row simultaneously advanced.

  Six Paths Sword emerged suddenly from between two retreating combat units.

  Pffft!

  The four sword cultivators at the forefront were unable to dodge and took a severe beating, with blood splattering everywhere on their bodies!

  The sudden change in circumstances caused a brief panic among the monks who were rushing forward, and their momentum slowed slightly.

  At this moment, two combat units that were just withdrawing suddenly turned back, and six sword auras shot out of their hands!

  Three more unlucky ones got hit right on.

  Before they could react, three combat units quietly moved forward by fifty zhang and launched the third wave of attack without any hesitation.

  Nine swords launched with full force, interwoven like a net. The opponent charged too hastily, their formation dense. These nine sword lights achieved astonishing results!

  Five monks were killed!

  The opponent's face changed color, a glance, a ratio of three to twelve, made some people panic. The opponent's three-wave attack was obviously premeditated, like a tide, one wave after another, without giving them any time to think.

  Master!

  He sensed a feeling of danger, but what made him feel slightly at ease was that the speed of both sides had slowed down, and the next battle would be a close combat. His side still had an advantage in terms of numbers, with a greater chance of winning.

  "Disperse them! Hold on again! Kill!" He shouted loudly, his voice echoing far and wide. The cultivation of the Second Heaven of the Condensing Pulse period filled him with confidence. With a cold hum, he led his flying sword and plunged into the already chaotic battlefield!

  The distance between them is too close, neither of them has room for a sprint.

  Gongsun Zan stood still and unmoving, with a combat unit guarding him. The four of them were isolated outside the battlefield, as if no one had noticed them.

  Seeing the previous three-wave killing move, his expression didn't change a bit, but the palm of his hand in his sleeve involuntarily clenched into a fist! This move was learned from that mysterious person in the chess game, but the power of the mysterious person's move was much stronger than this. He had suffered greatly from this move, and every time he touched it, he would collapse immediately.

  Although it's a weakened version, it's enough for the other party to drink a pot of it.

  The scene was chaotic, but he had grown accustomed to even more chaotic situations in the game of Go. His mind was clearer than ever before. He quickly found the enemy's commander among them.

  A faint thought stirred, and from a distance, the seemingly aimless wandering of Ma Fan appeared like a large bird silently swooping towards his opponent.