Yang Qingyin stopped practicing, "It's useless." She said angrily, flying several feet of swords, "It must be that we missed something, so if we can't practice, we can't make it, and we can't practice the nine changes of beasts. Practice over and over, there is no difference between fighting."

Yang Qingyin flew out of the inn and headed to the military camp.

These days, Xin Youtao recruited soldiers, Pan Jufu trained soldiers, and Mu Xingqiu was free to practice the Nine Changes of the Beast, but he always failed.

He has practiced seven methods of boxing, only Feng Yin and Xiong Wu. These two methods happened to be practiced by Yang Qingyin. According to their understanding of boxing formation, although the two cannot exert all their power in cooperation, they should at least be enhanced, but the result is still as bumpy as a few years ago.

Mu Xingqiu practiced boxing alone and tried to add the eighth method. He felt that hope was right in front of him, and the young demon was proof. It appeared twice again, and each time it used nine transformations of beasts like a show of flaunting. The nine arms were clearly visible, and each one could perform boxing independently, but its dwelling object could not make a breakthrough.

Yang Qingyin came back after a walk around and landed on the ground to watch Mu Xingqiu practice boxing. After he stopped his posture, he said, "Our practice method is wrong, and your practice method is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Mu Xingqiu asked. The other Taoist priests were in the military camp, and there were only Zuo Liuying's room in the inn, but they rarely came out.

"I practice the five elements magic, and I go two ways with your Nianxin magic. It is impossible to form a boxing formation at all. As for your practice, I always feel that something is missing. The descendant of Nianxin is not kind to you in the Demon Pulling Cave, so I will definitely have some reservations in the boxing technique."

"Well, the problem occurs in the methods of breathing and breathing and mana operation. I feel that I have reached the limit and can barely run eight methods at the same time. The ninth method cannot be added no matter what."

"This is not your problem." Yang Qingyin sighed. "I can't help you this time. I will not give up the Five Elements Spell and learn the Mind Spirit of You. But you have time to change your courses. If we live through this period, you can transfer to any subject in Pangshan. I believe no one will reject the request of a great hero."

"I believe that the mind science has a future." Mu Xingqiu had already made a decision. He was not the kind of person who changed his mind when he encountered difficulties. "What's more, I practiced the art of defiance of the sky and would keep going."

Yang Qingyin looked up at the sun that had risen for a while, "You can do it. I'll just come back to remind you that after an hour, it's our turn to go ahead to investigate. Old Man Pan is much more severe than you, General Mu. Don't be late."

Before Mu Xingqiu could answer, Yang Qingyin flew away again.

Mu Xingqiu continued to practice boxing. What Yang Qingyin said just now made sense, but the young demon had become the nine transformations of the beast, and he believed that he could do it too.

Fangfang and Bald man came out and watched him practice boxing with a smile.

"Zuo Liuying let you out?" Mu Xingqiu asked with a fist. It was impossible to make a breakthrough today.

The bald man, who didn't need to breathe, made a deep breathing move, "Get out and take a breath of fresh air, the room is about to suffocate to death. Brother Xiao Qiu. When can I be with you? I promise not to be scary."

"Wait a little longer." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile. The bald man was indifferent to scare people, but even Taoist priests were surprised to see his lonely head, let alone ordinary people, "There is a war again soon."

"I can help." The bald man showed his teeth and flew around the yard, making a biting move, suddenly lowering the height, almost against the ground. "Don't look at me short, I can bite my heels, they can't see it - monsters wash their feet, right?"

Mu Xingqiu and Fangfang both smiled, "Didn't you know a few demons before?"

The bald man thought for a while and raised his height. "I'd better bite my thigh."

Bald man was practicing leg biting techniques in the yard. Fangfang walked over and said, "How is the situation? I really want to participate in the battle with you. The room was boring. The first person didn't eat or drink or move. Lan Qizhang either assisted the first person to cast spells or introduced him to me about his research on broken pills. Zeng Fu and Bald man hid on the side and whispered..."

Fangfang said several words in one breath, and suddenly Zhan Yan smiled, "Am I too long-winded?"

The bald man flew over, "You are not long-winded at all, I can hardly hear you in the room."

Mu Xingqiu grabbed the bald man's hair bun, "Why are you just chatting with Zeng Fu and ignoring Fangfang?"

The bald man opened his eyes wide, "Fangfang helped the first restoration of the ancestor tower, who dares to disturb her?"

"Don't she have a rest?"

"Master Lan talks too much, I..." The bald man rolled his eyes twice, "Oh, I understand, don't worry, Brother Xiaoqiu, I must protect Fangfang. No matter what Taoist Lan says in the future, I will stop Fangfang for him."

Mu Xingqiu smiled and threw the bald man out, "Zuo Liuying can actually tolerate him."

"The first seat has strong concentration and doesn't care about anything. Zeng Fu likes bald people very much. He always says that if there is no bald person, she will be suffocated to death."

The two chatted for a while, and Fangfang's enthusiasm for congratulation quickly weakened. She was still as usual and was more willing to listen to Mu Xingqiu's words.

"Xin Youtao has recruited many soldiers in the past few days. There are now more than 600 Xuanfu soldiers in Duanliu City. Mr. Pan is right. The prince's orders are more effective than rewards. Many people are actually willing to help defend the city, but once the prince appears weak, they would rather cross the river and take refuge. These people are veterans. They believe in those who can fight and dare to fight, rather than just rich princes."

Fangfang nodded, "It's like everyone is willing to follow you."

Mu Xingqiu was both proud and a little blushed. He could only say something to Fangfang, "Actually, I was a little worried that my decision was wrong. Shen Hao and the others were all left behind because of me, and the same was true for the military and civilians in the city. Without me, they would have been able to escape to the other side of the river long ago."

"Without you, this is already a city of the demon clan. Shen Hao and the others may have died at the Old Ancestor Peak." Fangfang's smile was like overflowing water, flowing out constantly. She had no idea. Before she knew it, she was tidying up the Taoist robe for Mu Xingqiu and gently smoothing every wrinkle. "Someone has to make a decision. Even if the decision is wrong, it is better than no one standing up."

"Yang Qingyin and Xin Youtao both said that I am nosy."

"Just because you are nosy, bald and I can stand here today."

The bald man stopped flying and was hanging behind the two of them and listening quietly to them. At this time, he whispered: "I am floating here, not standing."

Mu Xingqiuxin's only doubt disappeared without a conclusion. "Zuo Liuying must have a clear idea in her heart, right?"

"I think he knows it in his mind, as long as he can build the Patriarch Tower well."

Mu Xingqiu flew up with his sword, "I'm going out of the city to patrol. If there is no accident, the war will start tomorrow."

Fangfang waved her hand. The bald man shook a strand of his hair and watched Mu Xingqiu leave. No one noticed Lan Qizhang standing at the door staring at Fangfang's back.

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin met in the military camp, flew north to the outside of the city, and then turned west, trying to fly higher as much as possible to avoid attracting attention from the ground.

A large number of refugees still flocked to Duanliu City, and several roads were full of people. Xijieguo had no territory. Duanliu City in the southeast corner was the only channel to cross the river. Although the Jiehe River was not too wide, the riverbed was steep. It was impossible for ordinary people to pass through without walking on the bridge.

Pan Jufu arranged patrol cavalry on every road to maintain order to avoid unnecessary congestion and struggle on the road. This measure is very necessary. There are many anxious and anxious people among the fleeing people. If there is no soldiers to suppress it, it is easy to have disputes.

Fifty miles west of the city, the cavalry were running back and forth in the harvested half of the crops in the south of the road. Pan Jufu decided to set this place as the place for tomorrow's decisive battle.

Thirty miles further west, the two met Chen Hao and Xiao Qingtao, and the two sides handed over here.

"The demon soldiers arrived, just a hundred miles away, and were camping, more than expected at first, and there seemed to be another supplement on the way." Chen Hao said that he and Xiao Qingtao went out of the city in the middle of the night to check the enemy situation. They were closer to the demon army than the scouts on the ground, and the situation they got was more realistic.

"Be careful of those flying monsters. They don't have any patrol skills and fly around, with about eighty or ninety."

"See Yin Yu?" Yang Qingyin asked curiously.

"No." Xiao Qingtao smiled embarrassedly. "I guess he was hiding in the camp, so we didn't get too close."

Both sides said goodbye, Chen Hao and Xiao Qingtao flew back to Duanliu City, Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin continued to fly, the former took out a candle, and the latter held a bronze mirror.

After dozens of miles, the demonic energy became heavier and heavier, and the flames of the candle were swaying and had lost their vigilance. Mu Xingqiu took it away and took turns using Tianmu with Yang Qingyin to try to stay away from the demonic soldiers. Pan Jufu made it very clear that patrol is patrol, and it is the most important thing to understand the enemy situation. Unnecessary battles are all waste of time.

The flying demon really has no rules. He flies around the camp, making sharp croaking sounds, and occasionally fighting with each other. This is not a joke-like fight between soldiers, but a life-and-death fight, feathers flying and blood splashing everywhere. One party must admit defeat before it will end.

When the two of them were thirty miles away from the demon army camp, they no longer approached it, but flew around it. One used the eyes of the sky to view the situation in the distance, and the other monitored the dangers around them.

The first thing they noticed was not the camp, but the vision further away. On the land of Xijieguo, countless dragon-like smoke were crisscrossed, with different colors and several feet above the ground, spreading very slowly, marking the territory that the demon soldiers had occupied.

"Unclean air." Yang Qingyin said hatefully, "The demon soldiers will transform Pang Shan and Xijieguo into places of demons."

Mu Xingqiu didn't say anything, and the two withdrew their gaze and carried out their own reconnaissance mission.

The demon soldiers on the ground are more lawful than the flying demons. The circular camp is not messy at all, and there is no shortage of tents, flags, sentries, and tribal marks.

Pan Jufu taught them how to check the number of people. Most of the demon soldiers come from different tribes, usually with a hundred people as a small tribe. Each tribe has a unique mark, either a strange-shaped beast bone or a skin flag. By checking their number, you can roughly calculate the number of all demon soldiers.

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin checked each and all concluded that the same was true: there were ten animal bones and five animal skin flags in the camp. Even if the number of demon soldiers in some small tribes was less than 100, the entire demon army had 1,200, which was more than the number in the initial rumor.

It turned out that there was a reason for the demon soldiers to advance slowly. They were waiting for the small groups of demon soldiers who were plundering the city to meet up.

"Did you see that mountain-shaking cow?" Yang Qingyin asked.

Mu Xingqiu nodded. He could see clearly that Zhenshanniu stood in the camp, lowering his head and motionless. There were no demon soldiers or tents around. It was like a monster that everyone feared, and even demons were far away.

As a monster, Zhenshan Bull is a circle larger than the six-toothed white elephant that Mu Xingqiu once glanced at. Its two huge horns were bulging high, like a heavy horny hammer. Just as Mu Xingqiu was staring at it, Zhenshan Bull suddenly raised his head and looked at humans thirty miles away without hesitation.

The small eyes were turbid and gray, but they revealed strong hatred and murderous intent.

"It's mine." Mu Xingqiu said.
Chapter completed!