Mortal Cultivation: Immortality begins with the Spirit Gathering Array!

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Chang and Senior Sister Jiang to come so early. I am late!" Seeing the familiar figure, Su Ming bowed and smiled.

"Haha, there is still a quarter of an hour before the Yin hour. Junior Brother is not late."

"There are still two fellow disciples who have not arrived. When they arrive, we will go to the Mission Hall to say hello, register and go to Lianyun Mountain."

Chang Yun said with a smile. Jiang Caiyun beside him also smiled at Su Ming and said hello.

There are a total of five inner disciples going together for this garrison mission, led by Chang Yun. Su Ming heard that the other two were cultivators from the family, and they should have been forced into this garrison mission by the elders of the family.

Seeing that everyone had not arrived yet, Su Ming stood beside Chang Yun and the others and waited quietly.

Although it was still early in the morning, there were surprisingly many people in the square in front of the Mission Hall. In addition to Su Ming and the other two, there were probably nearly two hundred cultivators waiting quietly.

These people were all monks who were about to go to the frontline battlefield to support after the sect's transfer order came down three days ago. It is said that this is the first batch, and more disciples will go there in the future.

Although there are many monks in the square, it is not noisy, and there is even some silence. Unrest and fear of war permeate the monks. Many Taoist companions bid farewell with red eyes. Some relatives and friends of monks comforted each other and said goodbye. Some monks were confused and desperate.

"If I hadn't joined the Fulu Hall back then, I would probably be one of these people now..."

He was not unfamiliar with the eyes of these fellow disciples. This was the eyes of the weak. Su Ming looked at many fellow disciples in the square and felt a little emotional.

How many of these two hundred monks can survive when they go to the battlefield?

After a few glances, Su Ming retracted his gaze, and the melancholy in his heart dissipated. He regained his calmness and his eyes became deeper and more indifferent.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

Although Su Ming has the help of the River Map and the Luoshu, his diligent practice day after day is by no means meaningless. At least this time, he does not need to stand among this group of fellow disciples.

While waiting, Su Ming recalled the information of this mission in his mind.

Lianyun Mountain is located at the border of Yuzhou. In addition to several small Qi-refining families nearby, there is also a subsidiary family of Guiyuan Sect, the He family of the fake pill family.

This garrison mission is to garrison in Guang'an City near Lianyun Mountain. There is a miniature black copper mine next to Guang'an City. Many years ago, the He family discovered it and supplied it to the sect. The mined ore is divided into nine and one.

One for the He family and nine for the Guiyuan Sect.

Black copper is a rare material for refining defensive magic tools. As long as a little black copper is added to the magic tool, it can be made stronger. Su Ming's top-grade magic tool, the black copper bell, added a small piece of black copper to make it more powerful than ordinary top-grade magic tools.

The sect sends people to collect the mined black copper ore once a month. This black copper mine can make the sect earn nearly 10,000 spiritual stones every year, and it will not be easily abandoned.

In the past few days, Su Ming has also collected some information about Guang'an City and its surrounding areas. According to the information, there is a large secular city, Ping'an City, within a hundred miles of this city. It also belongs to the sect and can bring some immortal seedlings to the sect every year.

The nearest market to Guang'an City is about 200 miles away. Except for Lianyun Mountain occupied by the He family, this place can be said to be lacking in immortal cultivation resources and is relatively remote.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Su Ming, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, and two yellow escape lights fell towards the three people in his sight.

"I am Zhou Yuhao. The two of us are a step late. Don't blame us, three brothers!"

"Zhou Tianyu, don't blame me!"

The two men, one tall and one short, both wore inner door clothes. Zhou Yuhao, who spoke first, had slightly dark skin, a tall figure, and ordinary looks. The spiritual power fluctuations emanating from his body were the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Zhou Tianyu, who spoke later, was short and had some pockmarks on his face. His tone was simple and cold, and the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from his body were those of the seventh level of Qi Refining.

"We came too early, so there is no need for you two junior brothers to be polite! Without further ado, let's go to the Mission Hall to say hello and then set off!"

Chang Yun said with a bow, and Su Ming and Jiang Caiyun also nodded to the two of them, which was considered a greeting.

These two people seemed to be from the Zhou family, a Jindan family within the sect, but they were assigned to the Lianyun Mountain mission, so they should not be direct descendants, but only collateral descendants.

The family faction and the branch faction have always been at odds. If it were not for the special situation, this mission should have been carried out by five disciples of the branch faction, and the attitudes of both sides could only be considered normal.

The five people, led by Chang Yun, first went to the Mission Hall to report that they were ready and could set off at any time. The manager asked the five people to wait and brought the mission certificate.

Su Ming and the other five people used the mission certificate to go to the place where the salary was distributed and received a year's share at one time.

They cannot return to the sect before the garrison mission is over, so they will generally receive a one-year salary in one lump sum. After one year, the salary will be brought over by the foundation-building uncle who collects the black copper ore.

The five people are all inner disciples. The annual salary is 24 purple cloud pills used for late Qi training and 240 spirit stones. The total value of spirit stones and pills is about 500 spirit stones.

It is not too much for Su Ming, but it is good for inner disciples who do not have any special skills. If they maintain normal training, they can buy a medium-grade magic weapon after saving for a few years.

Each of the five people put the annual salary into the storage bag, and there was no fluctuation on their faces.

Although the two Zhou family members were only collateral disciples, their wealth was not comparable to that of ordinary inner disciples. Su Ming and the other two were all disciples of the Talisman Hall, and they were talisman masters themselves, with wealth far exceeding that of ordinary inner disciples. A year's salary was not much for them.

"It's getting late, let's set off."

After reporting, Chang Yun looked at Su Ming and the other four and said.

Su Ming and the other four nodded and were about to respond, when suddenly a huge and terrifying spiritual pressure came from the sky, causing everyone to involuntarily step back two steps, their faces pale.

This spiritual pressure was several times more terrifying than the spiritual pressure Su Ming felt from Fang Yuechan, a late foundation-building cultivator. The difference between the two was like the difference between a mountain stream and a large river.

Su Ming suddenly raised his head and looked up into the air, and couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and the four people around him were no exception.

In sight was a red gourd that was several dozen feet long and eighty-five or sixty feet wide. The red gourd was so majestic that the mere appearance of it made the disciples feel the air getting hotter and hotter, making it impossible for them to resist.

Magic weapon!

Jindan Zhenren!

These two words appeared in Su Ming's mind.

Magic weapon is a treasure that can only be controlled by cultivators above the Jindan stage. The mana of cultivators below the Jindan stage has not been solidified and cannot be driven at all. The power of magic weapon is far from being comparable to that of magic weapon and spiritual weapon. The gap between the two cannot be measured in miles.

Powerful magic weapon can kill people from a distance of a hundred miles, destroy mountains and cut off rivers, and after refining, it can be stored in the dantian and nurtured with mana to increase its power.

If the life span of two hundred years in the foundation-building stage is the proof that the cultivator has truly embarked on the immortal path, then Jindan cultivators can also be regarded as masters in the entire Jiang Kingdom's immortal cultivation world.

A person sat cross-legged in the air on the red gourd magic weapon. He was a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a green shirt. He could fly with his magic power alone without the help of any external force, and his long hair moved without wind.

There were bursts of exclamations from the square, which gradually became noisy. Many people saw the true appearance of the magic weapon for the first time, causing a commotion among the crowd.

"Even Elder Wang has come out. Has the battle of the spirit stone mine become so intense?"

Zhou Yuhao, who was standing beside him, murmured to himself, with a hint of relief in his tone.

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