"Okay! I promised you!" Wang Haochen just thought for a moment and agreed.

Hei Qing surrendered, but it did not bring any losses to them, but only benefits. Why don’t you agree? Even if Hei Qing came alone, it would have weakened the strength of the British King Army, right?

"After you go back, try to find a way to find out the deployment of the British King's Army. Once they have any big moves, they must find a way to notify us." Wang Haochen slowly slid his fingers and spoke.

Heiqing nodded and said, "But you have to make sure that I can withdraw safely."

Wang Haochen nodded and said, "This is no problem. As long as the information you gave is enough to severely damage the British King's Army, you have completed the task. Before they arouse suspicion, you should be able to move freely. Just come to Wusha Mountain directly. If you want to leave, you will be fine."

Hei Qing nodded and said, "Okay, that's it."

...

The Wusha Village today is very different from the one before.

Wang Haochen and Shen Fan took action personally and intercepted the supplies sent to Guiteng Village twice, and gained a lot.

Now the brothers in the village are full of food, drink enough, and their energy is back.

The people in the village don’t have to go out to hunt anymore. Gu Lao concentrated those who were trained in the village, and there was a burst of shouts and aura.

"I heard that Lao Huan had hit me outside again yesterday?" Shen Fan leaned against the stone railing, squinted his eyes and basked the sun, and asked casually.

Wang Haochen looked at the bandits who were practicing in the mountain village, nodded and said, "Yes, according to the information reported, Brother Huan destroyed another 4,000 people in Qianqiao Village yesterday!"

"Oh, there are only 4,000 people!" Shen Fan seemed a little dissatisfied and shook his head and said, "What the guy said a few days ago, there are 40,000 people in Qianqiao Mountain. Every time there are so many thousands of people, when will it take to fight?"

Wang Haochen couldn't help but look at Shen Fan and smiled and said, "Why, are you in a hurry?"

"I'm bored, okay?" Shen Fan complained: "I stay here every day, I have nothing to do, the food is poor, the bed is hard..."

"Okay, can't you say something else? We are going to fight, not to travel around, so there are so many things to pay attention to." Wang Haochen was speechless.

At this moment, a bandit rushed up the mountain and walked to Wang Haochen.

"Young Master, there is news coming from Qianqiao Mountain." The bandit handed a cloth strip in front of Wang Haochen.

Wang Haochen's face flashed with joy, and he reached out to take it, spread it open, his eyes swept, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Shen Fan, aren't you guys calling you bored? Now we have something to do." Wang Haochen waved the cloth strip in his hand and said.

Shen Fan snatched it, looked down and couldn't help but mutter.

"Tomorrow, a 15,000 army will leave the mountain and attack Wutong Town, which belongs to Jiuxi City, and force the city guards to fight!"

Although the news is completely short and very brief, the information is extremely important.

"Are those guys finally unable to sit still?" A trace of splendor appeared in Shen Fan's eyes.

During this period, they blocked the grain road between Qianqiao Village and Guiteng Village. Guiteng Village was already out of control, and the arrested civilians in Guiteng Village have begun to rush down the mountain.

Outside Yinshan, Huan Lingtong stared at Qianqiao Village's every move. As long as there were someone in Qianqiao Village left the mountain, he would not let anyone go, and constantly weaken the strength of Qianqiao Village.

Qianqiao Village has dispatched 20,000 to 30,000 troops several times to fight Huan Lingtong head-on, but Huan Lingtong just took the city guards around and never head-on. However, the Qianqiao Village army did not dare to pursue it deeply, for fear that it would be cut off, which would make Qianqiao Village extremely angry and hateful, but there was no way.

This time, Qianqiao Village finally found a way to force Huanling Tong to fight head-on.

If it weren't for the news of Hei Qing, it would be a bit difficult to deal with. If there was a head-on battle, there would be no chance of winning, but it would be impossible for them to attack Wutong Town.

But now that I get the news in advance, it's completely different.

Huanling Tong could have set up an ambush in advance on the way to Wutong Town and severely damaged the 15,000 troops.

"Wait!" Wang Haochen signaled the bandit to wait for a while, and walked towards the Wusha Village Hall.

When I came back, there was a piece of paper in my hand that was finally rolled together and sealed with oil wax.

"Take this back and send it to Qianqiao Village." Wang Haochen said.

The bandit took it, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely do it."

Looking at the bandit running down, Shen Fan couldn't help but say curiously: "What are you doing?"

"I found something for Hei Qing to do!" Wang Haochen smiled, then slapped the cloth strip in his hand into Shen Fan's hand, and said, "Aren't you calling you bored? Then you can just go there and send the news to Brother Huan, and help him by the way."

"What about you?" Shen Fan couldn't help but stare.

"I think it's good to stay in the mountain village, I don't want to move!" Wang Haochen smiled.

"Then you let me be a coolie?" Shen Fan glared.

"If you don't want to go, just forget it, I can just find someone to send it over." Wang Haochen said indifferently.

"Who said I won't go!" Shen Fan stuffed the cloth into his arms, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go!"

After Shen Fan left, Wang Haochen looked at the bandits in Wusha Village for a while and turned around and entered a secret room deep in Wusha Village.

It was not that he didn't want to move, but he vaguely felt that his cultivation had reached a critical moment.

Although he had just broken through the seventh level of the acquired realm, as his Yuanli gradually approached ten million, some changes occurred in his cultivation. He felt that the Yuanli in his body seemed to have reached a limit.

Under normal circumstances, if he refines a little martial arts value, he can almost get nearly sixty Yuan power, but as the Yuan power approaches 10 million, this value is decreasing sharply.

Now his Yuanli has reached only 40,000 to 50,000. He can only get more than ten points of Yuanli by refining a little martial arts value.

Moreover, he found that the energy in his body seemed to be beginning to transform slowly.

It feels like a bottle, filled with mist. It is clearly full, but it is still pouring in. The pressure in the bottle is increasing, and the mist begins to compress and change.

"Is 10 million yuan of power the limit of the acquired realm's energy?" Wang Haochen once thought so.

If this is true, once his Yuanli reaches 10 million, he will probably directly break through to the innate realm.

With this guess, Wang Haochen became excited. He spent almost all his time on cultivation these days.

He was really eager to break through the innate realm.

Everyone around him was all masters of the innate realm, and only he was still behind the acquired realm, and he felt a little embarrassed.

He devoted himself to his cultivation, and he almost had to practice for more than twenty hours a day.

Even if he refined a little martial arts value, he could only get more than ten points of primordial power, the primordial power in his body was slowly approaching the limit of 10 million.

Four days later, in the secret room.

9999910!

9999920!

9999930!

...

The Yuanli was slowly approaching towards ten million little by little.

Wang Haochen couldn't help but hold his breath, and most of his consciousness fell on the Yuanli value of the Heavenly Punishment System.

"It's soon, it's almost there!" Wang Haochen was excited and couldn't wait.

"It's a little bit too long!"

He silently recited in his heart again and again.

But what made him collapsed was that when the Yuanli in his body increased to 99999990, the Yuanli began to grow slowly little by little.

9999991!

99999992!

...

"It's almost there, it's only ten o'clock!" Wang Haochen comforted himself in his heart.

finally!

9999999!

Wang Haochen's entire consciousness was condensed on the Yuan power value of the Heavenly Punishment System, holding his breath and waiting for the last moment.

"boom!"

The Yuan power did not reach 10 million, but when it was a little more martial arts value, it was like a nuclear bomb was thrown into his dantian, and it suddenly made a sudden sound.

Then a clear stream suddenly rose from the dantian and rushed into the mind.

There was another roar, and then everything was silent.

Time has stopped, space has stagnated, and the world seems to have stopped turning.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is a blank space.

I don’t know that after a long time, my consciousness slowly passed. Su Su, there was a colorful world in my consciousness.

A wisp of tiny light was slowly swimming.

But at this moment, his dantian suddenly shook, and then the primordial force in his dantian began to rotate and contract, constantly compressing.

Finally, it condensed into a ball of head size, like clouds and fog.

As the elemental force continues to rotate and contract, like a squeezed cloud.

"bite!"

As the cloud-like elemental force rotated and contracted to the extreme, a drop of crystal clear liquid dripped from the clouds.
To be continued...