Warren's Rise and Fall

In the village of Yunan Mountain Range, Sikong Xiangnan and his two companions finished a thrilling battle and returned to the room exhausted. At this time, the twelve bandits in Yunan Mountain Range were almost dead in name only, and only Sikong Xiangnan and two big bandits were still fleeing. They knew that it was necessary to eradicate all evil. If the twelve bandits were not eradicated, it would not be long before these evil bandits would grow again like weeds in the spring breeze, bringing endless disasters to this land again. However, at the moment, they had to wait for Changsun Mingzhi's two-element and four-element array to recover. Without the help of this key magic weapon, rash action would undoubtedly be to die, and would not play any role in the elimination of the bandits.

Wang Lunwo was lying on a simple couch, seemingly resting his mind with his eyes closed, but in fact, he was constantly reviewing the various problems exposed in the fierce battle just now. The scene of the battle kept flashing in his mind like a revolving lantern, and every detail was repeatedly considered by him. He realized that although they had won the battle, there were still many areas for improvement in the way they fought. Especially when facing the enemy's powerful four-sided stick formation, he was obviously not fully prepared at the beginning. If it weren't for Changsun Mingzhi's offering of the formation plate at the critical moment, they would probably have been in deep trouble and difficult to get out. He began to think about how to predict the formation that the enemy might use in advance in future battles, and how to better deal with various types of formations. This not only requires a deeper understanding of the enemy, but also requires the inclusion of relevant content on formation cracking in normal training.

Changsun Mingzhi sat on a wooden bench nearby, quietly stroking his precious Liang Yi Si Xiang array disc, and fell into deep contemplation. This array disc was his secret weapon, and also an important magic weapon for him to gain a foothold in the world of immortal cultivation in the future. He knew very well that if the secret of this array disc was known by too many people, it would surely bring him unwarranted disaster. In this world of the jungle where the weak are the prey of the strong, he knew very well that the innocent man was guilty of possessing a treasure. He was thinking about how to more cleverly hide the secret of the array disc, so that it could play the greatest role at the critical moment, while not attracting the covetousness of others. He thought of some special mechanisms and camouflage techniques, perhaps to cleverly cover up the breath and light of the array disc.

In addition to the secrets of the array, Changsun Mingzhi was also thinking about how to further improve his strength. He understood that as they attacked the Twelve Bandits more and more deeply, they would encounter more powerful enemies. It was far from enough to rely solely on the array. He had to make greater breakthroughs in his martial arts and combat skills. He began to recall the profound martial arts secrets in his family. Some of the martial arts he had practiced had been stagnant because of his hidden illness, and he could not continue to practice them. Some of them he neglected because he felt that the practice was too difficult. Now it seems that he must calm down and study these martial arts diligently. At the same time, he was also thinking about how to better combine the array with his martial arts to achieve the effect of one plus one being greater than two.

Sima Yan'er sat quietly by the window, her eyes moving back and forth between Wang Lunwo and Changsun Mingzhi. She silently observed these two companions who had been through life and death with her. In the battle, Wang Lunwo's courageous and unhesitating figure left a deep impression on her. He was always so brave and decisive, as if there was no word of fear in his world. Whether facing the enemy's fierce attack or the complex formation, he was always the first to rush forward, using his courage and strength to open up a path for his companions. Changsun Mingzhi showed another charm, he was more calm and wise. At critical moments, he could always calmly analyze the situation, find the enemy's flaws, and use his wisdom and the power of the formation to resolve the crisis.

Sima Yan'er secretly compared the two of them in her heart. She didn't know what was going on with her special feelings for Wang Lunwo. She tried to convince herself that she just admired Wang Lunwo's bravery. After all, brave people are always admired anywhere. But she clearly felt that this feeling seemed to go beyond the scope of appreciation. Whenever she saw Wang Lunwo injured or in trouble, she would feel an inexplicable worry and heartache. This feeling made her very conflicted, and she didn't know how to face her heart.

The three of them fell asleep unknowingly while thinking about this. Perhaps they were too tired. After all, they had not missed a single stronghold today. They had reached their limits both physically and mentally.

The next morning, the sun shone through the cracks in the window into the room, bringing a touch of warmth. A burst of light footsteps and noisy voices broke the tranquility of the village. It turned out that some villagers came to thank them.

"My two young masters, my young lady, I really want to thank you very much." A gray-haired old lady walked in tremblingly, holding a basket of eggs in her hands. Her face was full of wrinkles, but her eyes revealed deep gratitude. "If it weren't for you, my young granddaughter would have been killed. The twelve bandits committed many evil deeds on a daily basis, and we villagers lived in fear every day. It was you who gave us hope and courage."

"Yes, yes, big brother, big sister." A little boy also ran in, holding in his hand the pebbles he had picked up by the river. The little boy's eyes were sparkling, full of admiration for them. "If it weren't for you, I don't know when I could have avenged my father. My father was killed by those bandits. I have always wanted to avenge him, but I don't have the ability. Thank you for helping me vent my anger."

"Yes, I really want to thank you three." An aunt also agreed, "Otherwise our village would still have to live under the oppression of the twelve bandits. We live in fear every day, fearing that the bandits would suddenly break into the village to rob our property and hurt our families. Now it's good, you have helped us get rid of most of the bandits, and we can finally live a stable life."

As these villagers spoke, the surrounding villagers began to chime in. Their faces were filled with smiles of gratitude and joy, and these simple villagers expressed their gratitude to the three people in their most simple words.

Wang Lunwo looked at these simple villagers in front of him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. Didn't he risk his life to kill the twelve bandits just for today? Seeing that the villagers were able to get rid of the threat of the bandits and live a stable life, he felt that everything he had done was worth it. He sat up from the couch, walked to the old lady, took the eggs from her hand, and said with a smile: "Auntie, this is what we should do. As immortal cultivators, we have the responsibility to eradicate evil and protect the people. You should take these eggs back. We appreciate your kindness."

Zhangsun Mingzhi and Sima Yan'er also stood up. They were moved by the enthusiasm and simplicity of the villagers. Even though they were two noble sons and daughters from big families, and were used to a luxurious life with people following them and horses constantly, these simple villagers and simple words made them feel a different mood. This kind of mood was something they had never experienced in their lives of luxury. It was not the slightest bit of utilitarianism and hypocrisy, but only the purest gratitude and kindness.

Wang Lunwo looked at the villagers' expectant eyes and promised, "Don't worry, there are only three of the twelve bandits left. We have killed nine of the big bandits, and we will kill the remaining three in seven days. We will definitely eradicate these bandits completely and ensure that you will never be threatened by them again."

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

The villagers cheered, their eyes full of hope for the future and trust in the three men. They knew that the three heroes would keep their promise and bring them permanent peace.

In the next few days, Wang Lunwo, Zhangsun Mingzhi and Sima Yan'er were not idle. They stayed in the village to recuperate and prepare for the next action.

Wang Lunwo gets up early every day and practices in the open space in the village. He constantly hone his moves, trying to make each of his moves more sharp and deadly. He also communicates with some young people in the village and teaches them some basic self-defense skills. He hopes that these young people will be able to protect themselves and their families after they leave.

Changsun Mingzhi spent most of his time studying the array. He repeatedly tried various ways to hide the secrets of the array in his room. After many attempts, he finally found a more satisfactory camouflage method. He used some special materials and mechanisms to wrap the array. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary ornament, and it was hard to associate it with a powerful array. At the same time, he was also working hard to improve his internal strength. He knew that only when the internal strength was deep enough could he better drive the array and exert its maximum power.

Sima Yan'er was responsible for collecting information about the remaining three bandits. Through conversations with the villagers, she learned about the habits and hiding places of the three bandits. She sorted out this information and analyzed it with Wang Lunwo and Changsun Mingzhi. Based on this information, they developed a detailed action plan, striving to kill the three bandits in one fell swoop in the next operation.