When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 295 Inside the Duyou Pavilion, the White Robe Hunts

Donghuang Taiyi took the initiative to let go of the authority of the large formation, and returned half of it to Bei Mingzi, and the sun, moon and stars appeared in the dark sky at the same time.

Blazing flames fell from the sky, bombarding the body of the black resentful dragon like a meteor, it struggled and twisted, its huge torso forcibly withstood the scorching sun.But immediately after, countless stars gathered their rays and fell, falling on the black resentful dragon again and again.

The horned dragon formed from resentment roared in pain, and as the power of the stars in the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array hit again and again, its shape shrank little by little, like a stream of water that was gradually evaporating, disappearing little by little.

Even though the horned dragon was defeated and annihilated, no one showed any joy.

Bei Mingzi and Donghuangtai looked at each other with solemn expressions.

In just a few breaths, a black resentment suddenly emerged from the place where the horned dragon disappeared, condensed into a shape, and once again turned into a horned dragon, roaring and rushing towards the star formation.

The scorching sun, the clear moonlight, and the twinkling stars once again crushed and annihilated the horned dragon transformed from resentment until it turned into nothingness.

But after a few breaths, the resentment once again condensed and gathered into horned dragons, but this time it was not one horned dragon, but more than ten horned dragons.

However, it can be clearly felt that the ten horned dragons seem to be divided into ten parts because of the resentment, and the energy of each horned dragon has also weakened a lot.

And these ten horned dragons rushed towards the formation in several directions. Although their power was not as strong as before, they were more flexible and agile, and dexterously avoided the attack of the star power released by the formation.

However, no matter how many times this horned dragon transformed by resentment has been annihilated, Du Youting is still covered with dark clouds.

The power of this horned dragon comes from the majestic resentment in Du Youting. If the source of the resentment in Du Youting is not resolved, then this horned dragon can still recover even if it is killed thousands of times.

Moreover, after being defeated for an unknown number of times, the horned dragon transformed from these grievances no longer tried to attack the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation, but instead dispersed and returned to Du Youting, allowing the sheet to be woven by the gathering of stars. The resulting fishing net shrank, and voluntarily withdrew from the land that had been engulfed by resentment these days, and returned to the ten-mile land of Du Youting.

These grievances seem to have some kind of wisdom, or someone is manipulating their actions, and they seem to realize that it is not worthwhile to confront Zhou Tianxing's big formation head-on.

After all, although Zhou Tian Xingdou Great Formation is powerful, it also depends on the internal force released by the masters of the Hundred Schools to maintain it.

Even for grandmasters and half-step grandmasters, even if they simply maintain the Zhoutian Star Dou formation, their internal strength will be exhausted over time.

But these grievances are different. The grievances born after the death of their masters have already taken root here, and will continue to condense and generate grievances.

"Why do you always feel weird?"

Zhang Ji, who had never reached the realm of a half-step master, and did not know any means of suppressing grievances, stood silently in the big formation, without releasing any internal energy, just watching the horned dragons change from one to ten under the grievances. Sitting directly in the Du You Pavilion waiting for the internal strength of the masters of the hundred schools to be exhausted, he always felt that this scene was familiar.

Zhang Ji's words naturally fell into the ears of the rest of the people. After all, in the big formation, everyone except Zhang Ji contributed their own internal strength, and naturally they also had a connection with the big formation. Any movement can be clearly perceived by everyone else.

"Boy, tell me what you found out of the ordinary."

Those who can call Zhang Ji with the word "boy" are at least the ones who are older than Zhang Ji among the schools of thought, and they are people who have a good relationship with Zhang Ji.

As for the disrespectful title of "boy", because of the Daqin Academy, most of the schools and factions held a friendly attitude towards Zhang Ji, and no one would want to waste this opportunity by offending Zhang Ji.

However, there were some people who had been hiding in the Tomb of the Six Sages of Emperor Yan for too long, and did not know what was happening outside, and the information was lagging behind. The "boy" was mixed with contempt, disdain, and a trace of questioning.

It's like saying, there are so many grandmasters and half-step grandmasters here, how dare you, a young man of first-class level, interrupt?
Zhang Ji frowned slightly. Of course he heard the irony in this sentence. He glanced at the old man with gray beard and hair, a mask on his head, a coarse linen clothes, and a Nine Star Grass hanging on his chest representing his identity as a farmer. But he ignored it, and just silently wrote down the names of the farmer and soldier master in the small notebook.

But suddenly, Zhang Ji's mind flashed.

Soldier?

The six elders of the farming family, the calendar master, are in charge of the calendar; the king of medicine, in charge of all herbs;

And the master of the army is in charge of killing the soldiers.

"There is a saying in "Sun Tzu's Military Struggle": 'The near to the far, the lost to the labor, and the full to the hungry, this is the one who controls the strength'." Zhang Ji blurted out, and said the art of war loudly.

The understanding of the art of war is only limited to the real-time strategy games in the previous life and the shallow reading of the art of war, so a few days ago Zhang Ji still made up for the art of war.

Therefore, these days, Zhang Ji is always a little sensitive about the art of war.

After observing for a long time, he finally realized what was so strange.

The resentment horned dragon had been defeated several times in exchange for an intelligence estimate of the power of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, and the ten resentment horned dragons seemed to be a guerrilla formation, but they were actually increasing the power consumption of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation. , to promote the disintegration of the formation.

Huddled in Du Youting, it seemed that he had given up fighting, but in fact he was recovering the damaged resentment.

The exhausted resentment can be supplemented and recovered by the resentment spirit in Du Youting, and even become stronger, but the masters of the Baijia cannot recover their internal energy while consuming their internal energy. The Zhoutian Star Dou Formation cannot be disbanded temporarily, it can only be consumed continuously.

Isn’t this just like encircling an enemy’s city with a large army that is difficult to go deep into the enemy’s territory to supply supplies? However, the enemy’s wall is high and the pool is deep, and there are abundant supplies of military equipment such as food and grass. Grain and grass are enough, but when the grain is exhausted, it will be returned.

All the people present were also elites of hundreds of schools. Although there were no members of the military school, since Sun Wu became famous all over the world, in this world of great struggle, they all had some understanding of this kind of military classics.

Every move of this resentment coincides with military tactics, if not for all the masters of the military family who have no time to come here at this moment, I am afraid that they have already seen that there may even be a way to break the situation.

In other words, these grievances are fighting against them with the art of war?

Du You, resentment, and art of war, linking these three, in an instant, the peerless God of War who once made the world frightened and entered Taoism flashed in everyone's minds.

Mr. Wu An, get up in vain!

Inside the Du You Pavilion, a figure in a white robe appeared out of thin air, standing with his hands behind his back, quietly standing in front of a hut.

He looked at the outside lightly, his eyes were as deep as a pool of water, calm as a mirror, unpredictable, but with a sharp aura.

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