I practice cultivation cautiously in a strange world

Faced with Chen Lin's questions, the two neighbors felt a little embarrassed.

In the end, it was the old man who took the lead to explain: "Fellow Taoist has just come here, so I don't know. There are many benefits to being the face of Mrs. Bones. Qi-training monks like me will definitely get the foundation-building pill as long as they are selected, and it is rumored that the other party's skills are good." The magic is mysterious, and its dual cultivation has a strange effect on breaking through bottlenecks. Any monk who becomes her face will have a great improvement in cultivation in a short period of time."

The middle-aged man Wu Gui also echoed: "Yes, as long as we can build the foundation, a mere appearance doesn't matter, and Mrs. Bones has an unparalleled appearance. As men, we will not suffer. I really envy fellow Taoist Zhang. Next time we meet, we may call him Zhang." Senior!"

Chen Lin was speechless.

Everyone has different ideas and choices. If he doesn't have the talent, he might be tempted by such an opportunity.

Qi training and foundation building not only improve your strength, but also double your lifespan. Not many people can resist this temptation.

The old man spoke again: "In the current situation, we Qi-training monks can only rely on the strong if we want to survive. Madam White Bones has a special status and extraordinary strength. Once the alliance is defeated, the chance of breaking out with her is extremely high, otherwise those who Why are the foundation-building monks so enthusiastic?"

Chen Lin nodded secretly when he heard this. This made sense. Everyone knew that the alliance would be defeated, and they were all looking for it!

Just being a face person, not being shabby in order to survive.

When it came to the alliance situation, the three of them fell silent.

The entire journey was speechless.

As soon as he returned to his residence, Chen Lin got a message.

The alliance issued a recruitment order, requiring all monks who have not joined the demon hunting team to report. Those who do not report without special circumstances will not be shot!

Such a murderous order made Chen Lin feel like a storm was about to come.

The decisive battle is about to begin!

Chen Lin sat in the room and frowned, thinking about what kind of planned action he should take.

Reporting must be reported. He himself did not have the ability to break through the siege of the Qishen Sect and had to follow the alliance's large forces.

Moreover, with the fall of the Black Demon Sect Cang Jiuhuang, Ye Jingyun no longer has this big backer. He does not need to be afraid if he finds him again, and there is nothing wrong with exposing Lin Feiyu's identity.

He was just thinking about whether to go to Mu Xingchen.

With the opponent's identity, he will definitely be taken care of by the alliance when he breaks out, but similarly, the opponent must also be the key target of the Qishen Cult. There are pros and cons in following the opponent.

If you follow the large army, you will not be able to grasp the decisions of the alliance's top leaders in a timely manner, and you will most likely become cannon fodder.

While hesitating, Chen Lin suddenly reached out and grabbed the fluctuating communication talisman in his hand. After activating it, Qian Li's voice came out.

After listening, Chen Lin tidied up, got up and left the residence.

Somewhere by the Jinshui River, Chen Lin transformed into Chen Zhili, and his cultivation returned to the foundation-building stage. He watched from a distance for a while, and then flew down beside Qian Li.

"How is it? Have you gained anything?" Chen Lin stabilized his body and asked.

Qian Li said speechlessly: "You are really too cautious. You don't even dare to go into the city to buy anything. It's hard to find Mojin. I only managed to buy two pieces. However, a man named Zhao Qiankun sent another piece. Said you asked him to give it to me."

As he spoke, he threw a storage bag over.

Chen Lin reached out to catch it, and immediately showed surprise after checking it.

Three pieces of ink gold are not small, and together with the ones he got before, it is enough for five uses. In this way, he can refine the ink hidden spirit boat.

However, he has never been involved in weapon refining, and he has to practice using ordinary materials first.

"That's right, I'll give you a credit. When I become an immortal and my ancestor, I will definitely let you follow the chickens and dogs to heaven."

Chen Lin happily put away the storage bag and teased the other party. Qian Li rolled his eyes in anger.

"By the way, you said that there is a piece of black gold given to you by Zhao Qiankun. Did you see him? Is it him?"

This information made Chen Lin a little confused. Nanmen Wuwo went to save their demon hunting team. It made no sense that Jindan Master was dead, and they, the foundation-building monks, could still be alive. And if Zhao Qiankun survived, would Nanmen Lingyue be able to survive? Will he be alive?

Qian Li shook his head and said: "No, I have heard of Zhao Qiankun. He is a very powerful person. The person who gave the gift was only in the early stage of foundation building. It is definitely not him."

Then, he changed the subject and said: "But I also found out about the other thing you asked me to ask about. Master Mu left Danding City a month ago, and Sect Master Luo also left with him. Where did he go? I didn’t find out, and I didn’t dare to inquire too much, lest the alliance would regard me as a spy for the God of Prayer Cult again.”

"No longer in the city?"

Chen Lin frowned slightly. In this case, he couldn't hug her even if he wanted to, so he could only report it honestly.

"Yes, he must be on a secret mission. Moreover, because the alliance's reserve resources have been exhausted, the Dan Pavilion, Talisman Pavilion and other places in the city are now in name only, and the monks inside must also be incorporated into the fighting team."

Chen Lin nodded. He had considered this before, so he did not resume his identity as an alchemist and enter the city.

Next, the two chatted about other topics, and Chen Lin took out two communication charms and handed them to the other party, agreeing to contact them at any time and then flew away.

Qian Li also invited him to join the opponent's demon hunting team, but he decisively refused.

The T-sequence demon hunting team is the weakest. With a group of Qi-training monks, they can't even run fast.

After leaving, Chen Lin came to the city gate.

After much deliberation, there was no other option but to join the demon hunting team. Fighting alone was seeking death. People in the group might be treated as cannon fodder, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Just outside the west city gate, there are more than a dozen reporting points set up, separated by level. There is a long queue for the Qi-training monks, but there are only a few for the Foundation-building monks.

Now that he had decided, Chen Lin no longer hesitated and walked over with his identity card.

"Hey, the alchemist from the Alchemy Pavilion?"

The manager activated Chen Lin's identity card and was startled when he saw the word "Dan" on it.

Chen Lin immediately explained: "I took on a mission before, and it took a long time. I didn't expect that the situation would be like this when I came back." After speaking, he showed a wry smile.

The manager also sighed and said: "Oh, there is no way. The battle situation is changing day by day. Now the Dan Pavilion and the mission hall have been cancelled. It doesn't matter whether the Taoist friends' tasks have been completed or not. But you Dan Pavilion monks still have a certain ability. Those with preferential treatment can choose teams across levels based on merit.”

As he spoke, he took out the disc magic weapon and scanned it at Chen Lin's token, nodded and said: "For sixth-level meritorious service and foundation-building cultivation, I could have chosen a C-level demon hunting team. If I skipped one level, , you can also choose Class B, how do fellow Taoists choose?"

"Of course it's Class B. What kind of demon hunting teams are there? Do you have any introduction?" Chen Lin said without hesitation.

Of course, the stronger the team, the better. The second-level demon hunting team is at least led by monks in the late stage of foundation building, so the security must be higher.

The person in charge just asked casually and knew that Chen Lin would definitely choose Class B. He wrote down Chen Lin's information, then sent him a communication talisman and said: "We still need to ask for instructions from above for the specific allocation. Fellow Taoist, go back and wait." However, you must not leave the scope of Danding City. The demonic activities of the Prayer Sect are rampant now and they are hunting lone monks everywhere. It will be dangerous if you encounter them."

Chen Lin's expression condensed upon hearing this, he nodded in agreement, and left with the teleportation talisman.

On the way back, he secretly thought that the alliance's situation had really reached an irreversible point. Even the wild areas near the main city were no longer safe. It was estimated that this recruitment was said to be a decisive battle, but in fact it was a breakout.

To Chen Lin's expectation, the next period of time actually became calm. Not only was there no news of the decisive battle, but the communication talisman also remained silent.

As it happened, he took advantage of the time to study the art of refining weapons carefully and tried to refine some gadgets.

After he refined a low-grade magic weapon using his natural ability, he began to refine the Black Ink Spirit Ark.

Time is running out. Regardless of whether it can be used, this spirit boat must be refined first. This boat can not only be used as a boat, but also as a flying magic weapon. It is an excellent weapon for chasing enemies and escaping.

A few days flew by.

On this day, Chen Lin was refining a piece of material with real fire when he suddenly felt a shock in his arms. The alliance's official communication talisman finally moved.

After he took it out and stimulated it, a man's voice appeared in his ear.

"Dan Pavilion monk Lin Feiyu, hurry to the distribution hall in the city. Don't wait if you are late!"

The order from the demon hunting team finally came.

Chen Lin took a breath, packed up all his things, took a look at the temporary residence, and flew towards the city gate!