Do not die

Facing the eager and half-hearted gazes, which seemed a bit unreal, "Qihuangzi"'s next words were like a basin of ice water poured on their heads.

Let them wake up again after a shock.

“...However, I did not agree to this invitation.

The reason is also very simple. The current association is simply not worthy of such a pattern. "

"Instead of worrying about the Hehuan Territory, let's get down to earth and thoroughly understand the Qingxuan Territory."

"Those are the three things I'm going to say."

"Qihuangzi" said this, then ended the topic and stopped talking.

The atmosphere in the venue was silent and quiet.

Under the deliberate "teasing" of "Qihuangzi", everyone's mood was like riding a roller coaster, with constant ups and downs, and everyone felt a little tired inexplicably.

"Ge Ping" was the first to break the silence and said:

"Okay, let's go back to the previous topic."

As he spoke, he looked at Li Wenchang and asked, "Fellow Daoist Li, is there anything else you want to say?"

Li Wenchang pursed his lips and said:

"Fellow Daoist Ge is right, my thinking was inappropriate."

"Ge Ping" stared at him for a few seconds, then turned to look at the others and said:

"You all should have a discussion and take this opportunity to exchange opinions and brainstorm ideas."

Under his guidance, everyone communicated for a while, and finally voted to pass another resolution.

In fact, a premise was added to Li Wenchang's proposal, that is, each occupation must have a guaranteed minimum of three places.

Of course, if a certain profession cannot even gather three professionals who have just entered the third level, there is nothing that can be done.

After everything was agreed upon, the more than twenty third-level professionals gathered here quickly dispersed.

As they left, violent waves were carried to various parts of Qingxuan Territory.

…

Colorful Ridge.

This second-order spiritual vein, which is approximately 70,000 miles away from Qinglin Peak, was originally one of the only three cultivation sites in the outer ring area in the Qingxuan Domain.

When the beast tide sweeping across the Qingxuan Territory just broke out, this was the front line.

Teams, large or small, strong or weak, use Wucailing as their base, wandering around the vast wilderness and evil veins.

The beast tide that gathered in waves gradually weakened like peeling a fruit.

Even so, there were still a lot of monsters that broke through the many interceptions, and fierce battles broke out within the Wucai Ridge.

But now, the concept of "frontline of the beast tide" has been pushed thousands of miles away without realizing it.

Even before the beast tide broke out, Wucailing, which had been plagued by monster disasters, had not suffered any damage from monsters for more than half a year.

Even if a monster is extremely lucky and manages to escape the many sniper interceptions in front of it, it will be difficult to get within two thousand miles of Wucai Ridge.

A few scattered fish that slipped through the net would be easily killed before they broke into Wucai Ridge.

According to the geographical division, Wucailing, located in the outer ring area, seems to have a somewhat safe rear appearance.

The fierce and frequent wars did not make Wucai Ridge become depressed, but instead showed a lively and prosperous life that was different from ordinary times.

After a long period of running-in and operation, as long as they are still alive, from individuals to teams, they have been able to find each other's position skillfully and tacitly.

From birth to death, the heart never stops beating. In the eyes of outsiders, it seems extremely busy. But if you really take a closer look, you will understand that the seemingly busy heart actually has plenty of rest time.

In the same way, in the imagination of the monks at the rear, the team forces fighting on the front line of the beast tide are always on the verge of life and death, and are in a high-intensity and tense environment almost at all times.

Perhaps at the beginning of the beast wave, some inexperienced teams were in a hurry and experienced such a situation.

But when they really adapt to the rhythm of front-line battles, they will find that under the "rolling" scheduling of Qingxuanzong at the macro level, all forces are rolling like wheels. In every complete rolling process, they are facing the beast tide head-on. The time is very short.

Just like a point on a wheel, it needs to be in contact with the ground every three hundred and sixty degrees.

Outside of fierce battles, each team has plenty of time for healing, rest, practice, supplies, and recreation.

In the past, Wucai Ridge itself was the front line, and all this was carried out in the first and second level spiritual veins in the middle ring area adjacent to the outer ring area.

Now, with the "front line" moving forward, Wucai Ridge has become the new rear. Those teams who came down from the front line and originally needed to go to the central area to rest will naturally not look far away, so Wucai Ridge has become the best choice.

This has created Wucailing's unusual liveliness and prosperity.

Groups of monks enter every day, and groups of monks leave every day.

When entering, each state has its own differences, there are many injured and even disabled people, and the unconcealed smell of blood and evil spirits pervades;

When they left, each one of them became lively again, their eyes seemed to be burning with beating flames, exuding a high fighting spirit from the inside out.

After these fierce battles, the team that entered Wucailing had to treat their injuries, adjust their status, seize the time to practice, communicate with other teams, always pay attention to the dynamic changes in the overall situation, and receive new combat missions. There is also an extremely important thing, which is to Spend the military merit earned from the last combat mission as much as possible.

——For the vast majority of individuals and teams, they have no idea of ​​earning military merit.

It's not that they don't trust the military merits issued by Qingxuanzong, but it's determined by objective reality.

Facing the seemingly inexhaustible and never-ending tide of beasts that come one after another like a tidal wave, few people can be sure that they will be able to stand to the end.

Under such circumstances, naturally not many people would think back on their military contributions and save them like money.

As soon as I earn it, I can't wait to exchange it for resources that are obviously helpful for combat, survival, and practice.

It is also very common to lend and transfer resources to each other for some resources that require a lot of military merit.

The military merit exchange area located in the center of the city is overcrowded and noisy almost anytime and anywhere.

No matter day or night, there are always groups of monks coming and going.

…

Du Cheng came out of Wumenghai alone, his body turned into a escaping light, and he walked quickly until he entered Wucai Ridge and saw the outline of the city in the distance, and then he slowed down.

And almost the moment he slowed down and emerged, two powerful divine consciousnesses swept towards him.

After contacting him, he paused briefly and expressed a slight welcome, and then the two spiritual consciousnesses quietly disappeared.

Du Cheng, who had been there many times and was already familiar with the situation, was not surprised. After a slight nod in return, he strode towards the military merit exchange area in the center of the city.

The first time he did this task, he actually had some opinions in his heart, especially when the Qingxuanzong monks, even though they knew his identity, still strictly conducted spiritual detection on him, with that kind of undisguised vigilance. , how did it make him feel happy? !

“We put in the effort, sweat and blood to help you crack the hardest bones, so that you can watch the show like an uncle from behind.

As a result, this is how you repay us?

As long as we leave the three areas of Tianqi Mountain, Wumenghai, and Kurosawahara, we will be guarded like thieves!

This is simply unreasonable and deceiving others too much! "

However, as the initial "sensitive period" passed, he gradually became indifferent.

It seemed that the Qingxuanzong Dan who was hiding in the dark could also feel the changes in his emotional state. His guarded attitude had weakened, and instead he would actively release kindness every time his spiritual consciousness came over.

Such changes made him couldn't help but reflect in his heart: "Maybe I was really too sensitive before."

As soon as he stepped into the street where the military merit exchange was held, someone appeared in front of him.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want military merit?" He looked at Du Cheng and asked in a low voice.

When Du Cheng heard this, his eyes narrowed, "What do you mean, you want to give me military honors?"

"Yes, as long as you need it, I can find a way to get it for you as much or as little as you need!" the man vowed.

"Really? Don't lie?"

"Uh... it requires a small fee, but don't worry, ah, don't leave..."

In just two sentences, Du Chengcheng had already understood the other party's routine, and he didn't have the time to amuse him.

If this kind of thing with no eyesight were in the Spirit Controlling Realm, he could kill him with one hand.

Now, he had to restrain his temper and chose to ignore it.

On both sides of the road, there are pavements, and monks can be seen coming in and out from time to time.

These shops are all places where military merit can be exchanged.

Not everyone is qualified to open a shop here to exchange military merit.

Every force that can settle here must be approved by Qingxuan Sect.

Every item put on the shelves must also undergo strict review by Qingxuan Sect.

It can be clearly seen that the further you go inside, the more monks come in and out of each shop.

When he reached the deepest part and saw the scene in front of him, his brows furrowed tightly.

Here, three separate buildings stand.

The one in the center was the largest, and the surrounding open space was filled with all kinds of monks.

The sound was noisy and lively. Everyone was either calculating military achievements or discussing what they wanted to exchange for.

And those who had discussed it lined up to enter through a gate.

At the other gate, monks would come out in groups from time to time, with expressions of excitement and joy on their faces.

The joy of a good harvest was on everyone's face.

This is the stronghold of Qingxuanzong Deacon Hall in Wucailing. With such excitement, there is not much to say.

There is a smaller single-family building on the left, and there are also many monks coming in and out. The monks who come out all have expressions on their faces that are excited about winning a big prize.

Although he was instinctively displeased, he could barely understand it - even if he didn't understand, he had to understand.

Even though most of them are in Wumenghai, they can still know from the exchanges with those Qingxuan Sect's alchemy that the Professionals Association, which was already famous, has become more and more famous as a person named "Qihuangzi" becomes the president. Insolent.

Although those Qingxuanzong's pill formations never stated it clearly, he could feel from their tone and expression that with the professional association of "Qihuangzi", their weight in Qingxuanzong's mind was slightly greater than that of Yu Ling. military momentum.

This discovery made him very unhappy and offended.

But this also allowed him to quietly raise the position of this professional association in his heart, and he would not stir up trouble with it.

What made him frown was another single-family building.

Not only was the surrounding area deserted, there were very few monks coming in and out. Occasionally, a few monks came out with disappointed expressions on their faces and went directly into the building run by the Professionals Association next to it.

Seeing this situation, Du Cheng's heart skipped a beat, something must have happened!

With this thought in his mind, Du Cheng strode into it.

…

An old man lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly felt an intimidating aura pressing towards him from a short distance in front of him.

He quickly looked up and saw Du Cheng already standing a short distance in front of him, his eyes fixed on him.

The old man was startled and quickly saluted: "Uncle Master, you are here!"

Du Cheng stared at the old man and allowed him to greet him respectfully, but his expression did not soften at all.

"What's going on? What went wrong?!" Du Cheng asked.

The reproach was very obvious in his tone.

The old man hurriedly said: "Uncle Master, this is not our problem. I have already sent a message to Qianling Island... Don't you know yet?"

Qianling Island is a spiritual island found by the Spirit Controlling Army in the Wumeng Sea. It has now been arranged as a permanent place for the Spirit Controlling Army.

"I must have missed it...it's not your problem? What's going on?"

Du Cheng's expression softened a little, but the doubts in his heart only became more intense.

The old man quickly said: "This is what happened..."

…

A moment later, Du Cheng, with a cold face, appeared in another crowded hall.

Because the aura emanating from him was too strong and too cold, the monks who were waiting in line to redeem military merit quickly dispersed and watched from a distance.

In the hall, the lively and noisy atmosphere a moment ago suddenly became audible.

"Who is in charge? Come out and speak!" Du Cheng said coldly.

An old man who was in the late stage of foundation building quickly came forward to greet him, cupped his hands and said: "Senior, I didn't know you..."

As soon as Du Cheng flicked his sleeves, the old man suddenly flew out and hit the wall behind him with a loud bang.

Looking at the ferocious momentum, if the formation hidden in the wall had not been triggered, the front wall would have been knocked down.

The old man who had cultivated in the late stage of foundation building suffered a serious crime, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a loud sound.

"Isn't there anyone in the dignified Professionals Association who can stand on the stage?!"

Except for Du Cheng's cold and sarcastic voice, the sound of needle drops could be heard throughout the hall.

Everyone was silent.

Seeing that no one answered, Du Cheng, who had a cold face, slightly curved the corners of his mouth, showing a bit of indifference and coldness, and said with a smile:

"How dare such an eggless person argue with me about the Yuling Sect?"

His consciousness had already discovered that there were two alchemy monks in the back room separated by a wall in the hall.

But until now, he didn't even dare to show his face, which made him extremely disdainful.

How dare a guy like this tease the Ling Sect's tiger beard? !

They simply don’t know how to live or die, and what to do! (End of chapter)