That night, there were still many ghosts going to the Marshal's Mansion, and Sun Guangmin gathered them together and placed them in a side room.

"People have no self, dharmas have no self, all dharmas are like illusions, like dreams, like the moon in water, like the edge in a mirror..."

As the sound of chanting sutras sounded, all the ghosts closed their eyes, and they had to face their hearts.

In a few days, the purification and sublimation of the Yin spirits went very smoothly, and the Yin spirits who had resolved their grievances were willing to join the paper man army.

In just one month, the paper man army has expanded to 2000 people, which has reached the immediate combat strength of a regiment.

Sun Guangmin ordered General Xiang Zhong to train the Yin soldiers at night. It was reported that General Sun sent someone to investigate the location of King Wei's tomb.

It won't be long before we may find King Wei's tomb. Although there are many rare treasures in it, it is also extremely dangerous. Then the paper figurine army can come in handy.

In addition, in this chaotic world, the military strength of the warlords often reached millions. Now the paper man army only has 2000 people, which is indeed a little less, and it needs to continue to expand its power.

That night, just as Sun Guangmin was about to rest, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Young commander, I'm your subordinate." General Xiang's voice came.

"General Xiang, come in."

General Xiang pushed the door open, and then Sun Guangmin asked, "What do you want from me?"

General Xiang closed the door, and then whispered: "Young Marshal, I have something to report to you."

"General Xiang, but it's okay to say."

General Xiang lowered his voice: "Recently, the number of paper figurines has increased dramatically. After my training, their combat effectiveness has also increased. It's just that these paper figurines have a fatal weakness."

Sun Guangmin already knew what the other party was going to say, so he opened his mouth first and said, "You mean fire."

"Exactly, during the training last night, there was an accident. A paper doll was burned to ashes. This fatal weakness must not be known to the enemy, otherwise we will be in trouble."

"About this, I have known for a long time, that's why I trained those paper figurines to become bronze bodies, with the ability to be invulnerable."

"Young commander, copper-bodied paper figurines also have weaknesses. The one burned to death yesterday was a copper-bodied paper figurine. We should promote those paper figurines again."

Sun Guangmin raised his head, thoughtful, and said after a while: "General Xiang is one of his own. I can tell you the truth. Yinlings have different aptitudes. Some are talented and can be sublimated, but they are only a minority."

General Xiang nodded and said, "Young Master, I'm here this time to ask you to think of a way to eliminate their weakness of being afraid of fire."

"Thank you, General Xiang for your advice, I will find a way."

"The subordinate has retired."

After General Xiang exited the room, Sun Guangmin lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. How to make up for the fatal weakness of the Paper Dolls Legion was a matter before his eyes, and he couldn't wait to solve it.

To make those paper figures stronger and no longer afraid of fire, there is only one way, and that is to continue to upgrade the level of Yin Ling, so that the copper-body paper figures can become iron-body paper figures, and the iron-body paper figures are Not afraid of fire.

So how to increase the level of Yinling is the most critical issue.

Sun Guangmin, who hadn't closed his eyes almost all night, finally decided to look for the scriptures. Last time he used the "Qing Jing Jing" to easily purify and sublimate the level of the Yin spirit. Maybe he can use other scriptures to increase the level of the Yin spirit.

Sun Guangmin didn't fall asleep until dawn, but he only slept for two or three hours and got up early in the morning.

Sun Guangmin took more than a dozen of his cronies, and went to the largest temple in the area, Lanshui Temple, hoping to get the help of Monk Zhiguang.

Not long ago, monk Zhiguang took a group of monks to rescue the victims who died in the famine, and raised the level of Yinling, which shows that Lanshui Temple has good scriptures.

In the inner hall of Lanshui Temple, after seeing Sun Guangmin, monk Zhiguang clasped his hands together and asked, "Benefactor Sun is visiting again, should there be something urgent?"

Sun Guangmin also clasped his hands together, and saluted: "Master guessed right. I opened a charity village in the outskirts of the city to save the dead. Last time, the effect of master's rescue was very good, so I came to visit again."

"Could it be that the benefactor still wants to ask the old monk to save me?"

"No, I just want to ask for a scripture that can save those dead souls, so there is no need for the master to come out of the mountain in person."

"Since this is the case, the old monk will give you the "Ten Fate Sutra" to save the souls of the dead. I hope you will make good use of it."

Sun Guangmin clasped his hands again and bowed slightly: "Thank you master, I will."

Monk Zhiguang called a young novice and gave some instructions, and soon the little novice brought a scripture.

"Benefactor Sun, this scripture is presented to you."

Sun Guangmin expressed his thanks again, and left Lanshui Temple with the scriptures.

Back at the Marshal's Mansion, Sun Guangmin was in a good mood. He could continue to transform those ghosts tonight and raise their levels as soon as possible.

While the number continues to increase, it also makes the paper man army stronger.

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