Longevity Through the Path of Survival: Starting with Playing the Suona, Funeral Cultivation Begins

Bai Yu secretly drew a talisman to give himself a certain amount of energy-seeking ability.

He found that the entire Xishan camp was covered by a great Feng Shui formation.

It's like a blindfold that prevents people from discovering what's going on inside, and even the sound can't be heard.

This formation has a total of twelve formation eyes, exuding rolling earth energy. .

Some are a big tree, some are a boulder, and some are even simply a hill.

Bai Yu looked around briefly and found that the formation point closest to him was a big pine tree, more than ten feet away behind him.

"We must find an opportunity to break this formation."

He forced out the essence and blood, and quietly drew a Qi-regulating Talisman on his palm, which could sort out the earth's Qi.

At this time, the cavalry outside the woods searched for a while, but found nothing. They all turned their horses and left, slowly walking away.

Everyone in the forest breathed a sigh of relief, and then they all stood up and turned towards the camp.

Bai Yu carried a corpse on his back and passed by the big pine tree that served as the center of the formation.

He used the corpse as a cover and touched the big pine tree without anyone noticing.

If anyone could look at the air at this moment, they would immediately notice that a steam of earthly air was leaking out from the top of the big tree.

The entire Feng Shui array was like a deflated balloon, dissipating rapidly.

At this time, someone stepped on the wrong foot and fell down, scratching the wound and making an "ouch" sound.

No one took it to heart.

The formation has sound insulation function, and the enemy is far away, so they will definitely not be noticed.

However, at this time, the Xuanwu cavalry who had already gone away noticed something and turned around to look this way.

"The rebels are there! Kill!"

The cavalry commander Zhang Wu gave a loud shout and rushed towards this direction.

He sat down and his horse was extremely steeding. In a few breaths, he crossed a distance of hundreds of feet and rushed out of the forest.

Zhang Wu, holding a long knife, jumped up from his horse and jumped into the forest.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

He waved his knife in the air one after another, and the two rebels lost their heads on the spot.

Other rebels fought back one after another, stabbing Zhang Wu with several spears.

Zhang Wu rolled to the ground and swept his sword across, cutting off the legs of several rebels.

"kill!"

Zhang Wu waved his long sword and rushed away with his soldiers, heading straight for Song Ling, the commander of the camp.

A melee ensued.

Zhang Wu's cavalry are extremely elite, and they are very brave even when they dismount and fight on foot.

The rebels here were killed and bloodied, and they retreated in succession.

On the battlefield, a Xuanwu military captain held a heavy sword and slashed at Bai Yu.

The wind is howling and vigorous.

Bai Yu hurriedly waved his sword to resist.

With a "dang" sound, he was chopped and flew out like a kite with its string broken.

Bai Yu jumped up from the ground and ran towards the forest.

As he ran, he looked towards Ying Sima Song Ling.

Song Ling was wielding a steel whip and leading a group of guards to fight Zhang Wu.

He is a sixth-grade warrior and can already be considered a little master.

However, Zhang Wu on the opposite side was even more fierce. He was a seventh-level warrior, and he danced like a tiger with a long sword in his hand.

The armor on his body is even more sophisticated and invulnerable.

Zhang Wu alone was able to defeat Song Ling and a group of guards in succession.

He swung away Song Ling's steel whip with his sword and shouted:

"Monument Destroying Palm!"

His left palm seemed to grow in size out of thin air, and he suddenly slapped Song Ling with his palm.

The wind roared in the palm, carrying terrifying power.

Song Ling was shocked and hurriedly waved his hands to greet him.

"Bang--"

There was an explosion, and Song Ling vomited blood and flew backwards.

He broke a tree and fell heavily to the ground, losing his fighting strength.

Zhang Wu laughed again and again and was about to step forward to kill Song Ling.

Fortunately, Song Ling's loyal bodyguards rushed forward and entangled Zhang Wu at the risk of their lives.

Bai Yu on the side was overjoyed when he saw this:

"The opportunity has come!"

After a few ups and downs, he landed in front of Song Ling.

"Sima, I'll take you away!"

Without saying a word, he picked up Song Ling and ran away.

When Zhang Wu saw this, he was furious and rushed over like a mad tiger.

At this time, several of Song Ling's personal guards rushed forward and shouted:

"Let's get hold of him and take the Fifth Young Master away quickly."

Without stopping, Bai Yu used a Qinggong Spirit Ape Body Technique and quickly shuttled through the woods.

This is a movement technique that he specially chose before, a top-grade Huang-level skill.

Many people in the rebel army can use it, and Bai Yu will not arouse suspicion if he uses it.

Bai Yu jumped rapidly on the tree like an ape and quickly left the battlefield.

He ran and said:

"Master Sima, hold on, I will take you back to the camp right now."

Song Ling coughed up a mouthful of blood and said:

"No, we can't go back to the camp."

"The enemy has entered the woods, and the hidden formation can no longer cover the camp."

Bai Yu pretended to be anxious and said:

"What should we do? Let's go to another camp for help? But I don't know how to get there."

Song Ling was weak and lay on Bai Yu's back:

"Go...go to Taoyuan Valley and find the Grand Marshal and Master Li."

Bai Yu was secretly happy.

Taoyuan Valley should be the core base of the rebels.

Finally, we can get close to the top leaders of the rebels.

However, his face did not show the slightest abnormality. Instead, he followed Song Ling's command and quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests.

After running for more than half an hour, Bai Yu stopped and panted.

"I can't stand it anymore, Master Sima. I can't run anymore. Stop and rest."

With his apparent strength as a fourth-grade warrior, it would be strange to run at full strength for three to five hours without taking a breath.

Song Ling had recovered a lot by this time. He took out a pill from his arms and took it, saying:

"Then take a rest. It's all thanks to you, Lao Liu, this time."

"The strong wind knows the strong grass. Only in times of danger can you tell who is the true loyal minister."

"When I return to Taoyuan Valley this time, I will promote you to be the fire chief and manage the first fire soldiers."

The military structure of the rebels is: five men per team, ten men per fire, one hundred men per pawn, and five hundred men per battalion.

The corresponding officers are called corps commander, fire commander, pawn commander and battalion commander.

Ying Sima is already a backbone general in the rebel army.

Bai Yu rescued Song Ling, naturally so that he could lead the way into the rebel base and gain a promotion by doing meritorious service.

The higher the official position, the easier it is to access the core secrets of the rebels.

Seeing that Bai Yu didn't speak, Song Ling said again:

"Old Liu, don't think your official position is too small. If I get promoted in the future, I will definitely promote you along the way."

Bai Yu hurriedly said:

"Then I would like to thank Sima for his support, and I am willing to die for Sima."

Song Ling was very satisfied, encouraged Bai Yu a few words, and said:

"Old Liu, your Qinggong is pretty good. If I read it correctly, it's the Spirit Ape Body Technique."

Bai Yu smiled honestly:

"Sima is right. I thought that the higher the lightness skill on the battlefield, the greater the chance of survival. I didn't expect it to be used."

Song Ling asked again:

"Where did you learn this spiritual ape movement technique?"

Bai Yu looked sadly and said:

"I learned it from Zhu Ziming, Brother Zhu. Alas, it's a pity that he is no longer here."

Anyway, Zhu Ziming is dead, so if anything happens, blame him.

The two chatted for a long time, and Bai Yu answered fluently without revealing any flaws.

After a long while, Bai Yu said:

"Sima Song, it's almost time to rest. It's time for me to hit the road."

So, he carried Song Ling on his back and rushed towards the rebel base.