Three days later.

In a tent in the official army camp of the Qiting Pavilion, Song Xiaotian sat cross-legged with eleven other Samadhi warriors, forming a circle.

Ren Haoran sat alone in the middle of the circle, holding a copper bottle in his hand, and said to the Samadhi realm with a smile: "Come on, drink today's medicinal wine, and practice the method of realizing true qi for an hour. You can practice the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Array" to a small achievement.

If you meet Ouyang Ye again, even if you can't strangle him, you will definitely let him go."

After saying that, he handed the copper bottle to Song Xiaotian first and said in a harmonious voice: "President Song, please, please?"

Song Xiaotian frowned slightly, but still stretched out his index finger and wiped it on the edges of the copper bottle, breaking his fingertips, and dripping three drops of blood into the copper bottle.

Song Xiaotian has done this twice.

For some reason, he always felt a bad feeling in his heart. By the third time he did this, the feeling was quite obvious.

He always felt that the combined attack formation of the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation" provided by Ren Haoran was too weird. It would be fine if the twelve people worked together to practice the true qi for an hour every day, and he even had to drink a glass of medicinal wine that combined the blood of the twelve of them every day.

I don’t know how Ren Haoran made the medicinal wine. After drinking it every time, Song Xiaotian felt that the true qi in his body was much more active and easier to communicate with the true qi in his body. In addition, he also felt a little irritable in his heart, which was easy to have the thought of fighting.

It’s also a blessing that these samadhi realm of qi cultivation are pretty good, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to sit quietly and practice qi for an hour after drinking medicinal wine.

The reason why they had many doubts in their hearts was that they still practiced the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation" with Ren Haoran's guidance was because once Ren Haoran explained it, they realized that this was indeed a very clever joint attack formation.

After they finished practicing today, he was not sure whether they could deal with Ouyang Ye, but it was absolutely fine to deal with ordinary innate masters.

In addition, all the Samadhi realms were afraid that the Qian Gang would win this battle and revenge them in the future, so they all endured their doubts and practiced wholeheartedly for three days.

After Song Xiaotian dripped three drops of blood into the copper cup, the Taoist Qingyuan, Xiong Bingshan and other Samadhi realms also did it in turn.

Then Ren Haoran shook the medicinal wine mixed with blood from everyone in the copper bottle and gave each person a cup.

After everyone drank mixed-blood medicinal wine, one of them put his left palm against the other's right palm, closed the circle, and began to practice the method of purifying the true qi.

The qi cultivation techniques that everyone has learned are different, and the quality of true qi is also different. Even if you practice according to the method of true qi integration provided by Ren Haoran, it is impossible to truly integrate the true qi of the twelve people.

However, this can make the twelve people closer to their true qi, and their auras are more integrated. In terms of practicing the combined attack formation, they can cooperate with each other more tacitly, and the benefits are very obvious.

In other words, from the perspective of practice alone, this "Twelve Metropolitan Gods and Evil Formation" is an extremely clever collective formation, and there is nothing worthy of doubt.

What makes the people of Samadhi are worried about is just drinking mixed-blood medicinal wine.

When Song Xiaotian and the twelve other samadhi realms were practicing in the camp, Ren Haoran was there to protect their Dharma.

The moonlight shone through the gap in the camp tent and hit Ren Haoran's face, making his calm and smiling face look quite strange...

Dongdongdongdongdong···!

In the originally quiet night, the sound of drums suddenly came.

Although Ren Haoran is not a soldier general, he still knows basic common sense after entering the camp for so many days. When he heard this voice, his expression changed and he said to himself: "Beat the drum and send the police, and the sound comes from outside the camp... Could it be that the small camp around the camp was attacked by the enemy?!"

After talking to himself, he felt that the aura of the twelve people behind him fluctuated significantly, and even the true energy connected to each other became faintly confused. He immediately scolded: "Everything is calm! If you really attack the army of gangs, you must complete this last quarter of an hour of practice, otherwise all your previous efforts will be wasted!"

These samadhi realms are all smart people. If Haoran says this, he will force himself to calm down and continue practicing.

Seeing that the aura of these twelve people gradually stabilized and the connected true energy was also running stably, I breathed a sigh of relief.

He came to the entrance of the camp and looked out, and saw that the originally quiet camp at night quickly moved with the sound of drums.

Teams of green camp soldiers patrolling the night ran over, and the martial arts people resting in the tents around were also awakened.

The tent area where martial arts people rest is separated from the tent area of ​​the Green Camp, so Ren Haoran doesn't know what the situation is on the Green Camp.

He was about to call a disciple who was watching outside the tent to go to the central army tent to inquire about the situation, and saw a group of people walking quickly towards this side. The leader was Yan Chun.

Next to Yan Chun, there was a thin old man, who was the Youlongsun who had disappeared for many days.

"The head of the Ren Academy, I just received an urgent report that the small camps in the east, west and north of the camp were attacked by the Gangang bandits, and I am afraid they will not be able to defend them soon!" As soon as he approached, Yan Chun said to Ren Haoran anxiously.

Ren Haoran frowned when he heard this and thought to himself: What's the use of telling me about these? I don't know how to lead troops to fight.

He saw that Yan Chun was usually quite calm, but he didn't expect that he would be so panicked when he encountered a big battle.

"Where are the Party Admiral, Deputy General Pi and others?" Ren Haoran asked another question.

"They are dispatching troops and preparing to support the attacked small battalion. However, Senior Zhao told me that Ouyang Ye will likely attack us after the troops of the camp have decreased. Then I will come to find you." Speaking of this, Yan Chun looked at the camp behind and asked, "How have they practiced the aggregate formation? Could it be that battle with Ouyang Ye?"

After hearing Yan Chun say this, Ren Haoran's contempt for him was less, and he immediately said, "For another quarter of an hour, their three-day training period will come to an end. Even if they cannot kill Ouyang Ye, it will be enough to fight him."

After hearing Ren Haoran's explanation, Yan Chun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It will be done in just a quarter of an hour? That's good. Senior Zhao, if Ouyang Ye comes in a while, you and the Master Ren must stop him first and buy time for the twelve Samadhi realms in the camp."

You Longsou did not agree to Yan Chun, but looked at Ren Haoran and said, "Brother Ren, I have never heard of this great formation of gods and evil spirits. Is it really as powerful as you said?"

Ren Haoran smiled and asked, "If this formation is not good, how could the twelve Samadhi realms in the camp waste three days of energy practicing it?"

Youlong stopped talking, but he always grabbed his beard with a few eyes, his eyes wandering between Ren Haoran and the camp.

"Enemy attack! There are masters attacking the camp!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the northeast of the camp, and then a message soldier quickly passed to the southwest of the camp one after another.

At this time, the soldiers in the camp were under the command of senior generals such as Dang Kun and Pi Xianwu, so Yan Chun did not need to be in charge.

There is even a gang general Zhuo Buer next to Yan Chun, who helps Yan Chun to advise and command military affairs at any time.

"Sir, the camp is vast. It's better to enter the opposite camp tent. In this way, Ouyang Ye wants to be unfavorable to the adults and can't find where the adults are for a while." Hearing the enemy's attack, Zhuo Buer said hurriedly.

"Okay." Yan Chun was still self-aware and knew that he did not have the talent to command the battle, so he gave all his power to the generals of the Green Camp.

However, when Yan Chun and his group entered the camp one after another, a sharp whistling sounded not far away!

A arrow!

Arrows to send messages and guide locations!

Yan Chun and Zhuo Buer's face changed drastically. After a Samadhi realm warrior who came to Yan Chun reacted, he rushed to the place where the arrows came.

At this point, if a few people still don’t understand that a spy from the Gan Gang sneaked into the camp and specifically guided the attack tonight, they would be too stupid.

This Samadhi realm is good at light skills. When he rushed over, he happened to see a man in an ordinary green camp uniform holding up his crossbow and running away.

"I still want to run?"

This Samadhi realm shouted angrily, like an eagle catching a rabbit, and rushed down, stretching out a claw to directly grab the man's neck!

He wanted to capture this man who was most likely a spy and take it to Yan Chun for credit!

However, as soon as he came out his claws, he heard a cold shout full of murderous intent from the night sky-

"I'm going to fuck me in front of my gang leader? I'm looking for death!"

【First update.】
Chapter completed!