Chapter 1943 Preparations

In Ding'an City, there was a big battle, with hundreds of corpses lying three miles outside the city.

The city gate was wide open, and under the guard of many soldiers, Lu Ye returned on horseback. Countless soldiers on the city wall who had witnessed the battle just now worshiped and worshiped him. On both sides of the passage in the city, many people welcomed the hero's triumphant return.

They all obviously also knew the news that the Black Turban Pioneer was defeated.

In such a world with extreme levels of cultivation, Lu Ye's performance just now is really shocking. He single-handedly charged into a thousand-man army, killed hundreds of enemies with his own strength, and beheaded the enemy's generals. This kind of thing is just telling stories. Heard it from the mouth of man.

But today it happened right under my nose.

Lu Ye returned to the small courtyard of the Zhou family and immediately began to practice hard without stopping.

Pieces of inferior spiritual stones were turned into useless waste stones by the talent tree, and his own cultivation level slowly and steadily improved.

One day later, the ninth spiritual aperture opened, and Lu Ye took a long breath.

Although there is only one cultivation level difference between the Eight Apertures and the Nine Apertures, this is a qualitative change, because opening the Nine Apertures means that you have truly entered the path of cultivation. In fact, until this time, the practitioners are qualified Calls himself a monk.

The spiritual power flows in series in each spiritual orifice, performing the merits of the Little Zhoutian, endlessly and endlessly.

Lingxi first level! In this way, both its own strength and endurance can be greatly improved.

This experience made Lu Ye feel amazing. He never thought that he would be able to walk the same path again, but compared to the past, this path is much faster now.

If he had a first-level cultivation level when he faced off against the Black Turban Vanguard Army, Lu Ye would have been really confident that he could eat the entire Vanguard Army by himself, provided they didn't run away in all directions.

"Yao Nuan." Lu Ye called softly.

"Sir." Yao Nuan immediately walked in from the outside, her eyes full of reverence. She had seen Lu Ye show off his power on the city wall before. For a girl of her age, such a scene was too special. The impact was.

"Is Zhou Ping here?" Lu Ye asked.

When he came back earlier, Zhou Ping was leading people to clean up the battlefield. After all, so many people died, and it was just outside Ding'an City. If he didn't leave it alone, there might be a plague or something like that. However, Lu Ye had told him that after the matter was dealt with, Come find yourself.

"The city lord has been waiting outside." Yao Nuan replied. Lu Ye was practicing when Zhou Ping came, and he did not dare to disturb him when he learned of the situation.

"Invite him in."

"yes!"

After a while, Zhou Ping strode in. Compared with the worry in the previous few days, Zhou Ping was undoubtedly more energetic at this moment. Seeing Lu Ye, he immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "I have met you, sir."

Lu Ye nodded.

Zhou Ping said excitedly: "In the previous battle, you showed off your might, but I really admire you in Ding'an. We are really lucky to have him in our city. We don't have to worry about it in the future."

He actually couldn't understand why Lu Ye Xiuwei was so invincible on the battlefield even though he only had one more skill than him.

At that time, the situation was different for him. He was afraid that the enemy would cover him with a hail of arrows and he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

But this is not important. Now he is the lord of Ding'an City. With Lu Ye's help, he is confident to defend the city and protect the peace of the people here. He even thought about whether to let Lu Ye be the lord of the city. He has not done so before. Mainly It's because Lu Ye is an outsider and not suitable, but after the previous battle, Lu Ye undoubtedly already has this foundation among the people.

Nowadays, in Ding'an, who doesn't know Mr. Lu Yelu's chivalrous name?

With this thought in his mind, before he could mention it, Lu Ye asked: "Tell me about the specific situation of the black scarf."

Zhou Ping's face turned solemn, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "Black Turban started out as bandits. After its reputation spread, many bandits came to join them, nicknamed Thirty Thousand. But according to the information we got, the real strength of the troops should be about About ten thousand people..."

As he spoke, Lu Ye listened quietly.

After he finished speaking, Lu Ye said: "In other words, although we defeated their vanguard army, it is actually harmless compared to the size of the black scarf."

Zhou Ping admitted reluctantly: "It is true. With an army of ten thousand people, hundreds of casualties can really be ignored." Changing the topic, Zhou Ping said: "But sir, don't worry too much. The Black Turban is currently attacking another city, and the main target is not Not here in Ding'an. The original team actually came to my Ding'an to raise food. It was only because of the loss of that team that Fang Kuang's vanguard army was attracted. Now Fang Kuang died in the battle, the vanguard army was disabled, and the black scarf I’m afraid there won’t be much action over there for the time being, as their troops are not strong enough to split their forces into two places.”

Lu Ye was silent. If this was not his training scene, then Zhou Ping's judgment was not unreasonable. But this was his own training scene, so Lu Ye felt that the black scarf side would definitely not give up.

Nor would he trust his future peace to his enemies.

"Let's go, take me to the warehouse." Lu Ye stood up.

Zhou Ping did not hesitate and immediately led the way.

After a while, Lu Ye checked back and forth in the huge warehouse. This is one of the most important places in Ding'an. It is heavily guarded. It contains supplies that can last for the entire city's people for several months, and there are also some things used for practice. things.

Zhou Ping didn't know what Lu Ye was looking for, but now that the safety of Ding'an depended on Lu Ye alone, he could naturally choose what he wanted in the warehouse.

After a while, Lu Ye stood in front of a pile of dark stones, picked up a fist-sized stone, stirred it with his spiritual power, and raised his brows.

Zhou Ping observed his words and immediately stepped forward to explain to him: "Sir, this is black bluestone. After smelting, it can be used to forge spiritual weapons."

Not all minerals are suitable for making weapons used by monks. This involves conductivity. When monks fight with the enemy, they need to activate spiritual power. The easier it is for the materials to conduct spiritual power, the more valuable they will be. Some materials cannot be conducted. What is made from spiritual materials is just an ordinary weapon.

Just like Lu Ye's previous thick spear, it was just an ordinary spear, but because it was not light, it could exert powerful destructive power in Lu Ye's hands.

This black bluestone can be used to create spiritual weapons, but in Lu Ye's opinion, the spiritual weapons created from this object are only the lowest level things, because the quality of the mineral itself is very low.

But in a world like this, such a thing is already rare.

"Besides the warehouse, is there any other place with black bluestone in this city?" Lu Ye asked.

Zhou Ping thought for a while and said: "The Zhou family has some, and the other two of the three families should also have some in storage. If you, sir, want to use it, I can collect it."

"Get them all, and then find someone to smelt them."

"What do you want to build, sir?" Zhou Ping asked.

"You'll know then." Lu Ye didn't explain much.

After a while, he returned to his small courtyard and continued to practice.

Zhou Ping was undoubtedly very efficient and reported again two days later that all the black bluestone in the city had been collected and smelted.

To the east of the city, in a steaming place, Zhou Ping and the heads of the other two major families were waiting here. This was the forging workshop belonging to three major families. Almost all the weapons in the entire city came from here.

Lu Ye came slowly, and Zhou Ping and others quickly saluted with respect.

"Are they all here?" Lu Ye saw the things piled up at a glance. The things were black, square, one inch thick, five inches long and five inches wide, and cost about more than 20 yuan.

"It's all here." Zhou Ping replied. Black bluestone is expensive, and these are all the reserves in the entire city.

Lu Ye picked up a piece and weighed it. He found that the weight was not light. He urged his spiritual power to pour into it, and nodded slightly: "It's just so-so."

The quality of this thing is too low. If it is placed in Kyushu, it will be completely rubbish that no one will take a look at. But in such a world, it can only be made do with.

"Find a blacksmith to come over." Lu Ye ordered again.

Soon, a big and round blacksmith stood in front of Lu Ye. He had a fierce look on his face, but his attitude was respectful: "What kind of spiritual weapon does Mr. Lu want to build?"

Zhou Ping introduced from the side: "This is the chief forger of our three families, and his craftsmanship is absolutely perfect."

Lu Ye nodded, looked at him and said, "Help me."

What he wanted to forge was not something that the blacksmiths of this world could create.

The previous battle with the Black Turban Vanguard Army made Lu Ye realize one thing, that is, in such a world, the role that monks can play has been greatly weakened. Even he was unable to bring an army together at that time. Even if he tried his best to kill the thousands of vanguard troops, he would only be able to kill four to five hundred at most.

Because the level of monks is too low, the physical difference between them and ordinary people is not that big.

It is so difficult to deal with a black scarf vanguard army. If the black scarf army attacks in full force, Ding'an will most likely not be able to be saved.

So you can’t rely on him alone!

But other monks' personal strength is even weaker. Even if they are gathered together, they will not be able to exert much effect. In this case, they can only use external forces to bring these forces together.

The Tongqi Lianzhi Formation Disk is undoubtedly the best and only choice!

Lu Ye had refined this array countless times and was already familiar with it. The only troublesome part was that the same-qi branch spirit pattern was extremely complex.

This is why Lu Ye had to upgrade his cultivation to the first level of Lingxi before taking action, because the cultivation of the Eight Apertures was simply not enough.

Even now, Lu Ye is not sure whether Lingxi can reach the first level.

"Bring the things here!" Lu Ye ordered again.

Zhou Ping gestured, and when a sergeant lifted up a large box and placed it at Lu Ye's feet, he opened the box and found that it was full of inferior spiritual stones.

Lu Ye stepped on these spiritual stones, ready to replenish his spiritual power at any time, and then rolled up his sleeves: "Let's get started!"

After a while, there was a clanking sound in the forging workshop. The chief blacksmith was sweating profusely and soon forged a piece of black bluestone into the shape of a disk.