Cheng Ling also thought of a way to enhance his combat power, and that was the talisman! After all, a person's fairy spiritual power is limited. Even if he is a monk with multiple spiritual roots and has the power of the acupoints increased by the Golden Page Technique, it will be exhausted in a long battle.
But the talisman is different. It consumes almost no fairy power. If you make good use of talismans during battle, you can greatly save your own fairy power. Now there is still one year left before arriving on the battlefield, so he can study the Tao of Talisman and strive to reach the realm of Grand Master.
Thinking of this, he calmed down and took out an Ice Soul Pill to improve his cultivation. It took four hours to refine four pills before he stopped, took out the corresponding materials, and started refining the talisman.
The green feather pen is very handy, and the transmission of fairy spiritual power is minimally hindered, and the success rate of talisman engraving is greatly enhanced. Fortunately, he had bought tens of millions of talisman paper and ink in the city before, which was enough for him to use for a long time.
In this way, Cheng Ling stayed in the guest room every day, either practicing or refining talismans, and barely left the room. Chu Tianheng and others came here several times and saw the retreat sign hanging at the door. They shook their heads and smiled bitterly, but they also admired his diligence.
Time passed slowly, and soon half a year passed. Cheng Ling's level of Talisman Dao reached the seventh level. During this period, he only went out once, which was to sell the Talisman he refined on the third floor and bought back many Talisman papers. and ink.
Unfortunately, the fifth and sixth grade talismans are of no use to the monks in the Void Immortal Realm. Only the divine walking talismans that increase the speed can sell some fairy crystals, and the rest of the talismans can only be regarded as gifts.
Naturally, he was unwilling to do so. In the end, he simply collected all the talismans by himself. He didn't believe it. One of them wouldn't work. Throwing out hundreds, thousands, or even thousands of talismans, you would be in a hurry even if you weren't killed.
In the remaining half a year, he continued to frantically refine the talismans. Coupled with refining the elixir for four hours every day, the talisman and cultivation level have steadily improved.
One year passed quickly. Cheng Ling upgraded his Fu Dao level to the eighth level, and his cultivation reached the peak of the Eight-Star Virtual Immortal Realm. It would take some time before he could advance to the Nine-Star level.
At this moment, the Feitian slowly stopped, and the star field battlefield arrived!
Mr. Zhuge's voice sounded from the loudspeaker in the spacecraft: "Dear monks, the Feitian has arrived at the star field battlefield. Please leave in an orderly manner!"
Figures walked out of the guest room one by one. Cheng Ling stretched and tidied up a little before opening the dusty door.
As soon as he came out, he saw Ye Zhining standing outside the door, looking at him and saying, "You are so diligent, you haven't even left the door once in this year."
"Haha, you have all reached the Mysterious Immortal Realm, but I am the lowest in cultivation. If I don't work hard, I'm afraid of dying in the battlefield."
"Bah, what nonsense are you talking about? I will definitely get out of this trip unscathed. Okay, everyone is going down, let's go too!"
Cheng Ling nodded and followed him out of the spacecraft.
After walking out of the spaceship, we found ourselves in a large valley area, surrounded by mountains on three sides. There were many spaceships parked on both sides, but those spaceships were much smaller than the Feitian. Turning around and looking back, there were camps built under the mountain peaks, and there were several huge palaces in the distance, like the military camps seen in TV series.
At this time, he saw five monks with powerful auras standing in front of the team. Mr. Zhuge, Zhou Qingxi, and Jin Musuo were among them, as well as two middle-aged monks. One was wearing a white shirt, with a formidable aura, not angry or dangerous; the other was wearing a yin-yang robe.
robe, the momentum is much worse.
Cheng Ling speculated in his mind that the one in white must be Xiaoyao, the head of Xiaoyao Sect, and the monk wearing Yin-Yang Taoist robes must be Yin-Yang Taoist.
The five people stood in a row and just looked at the monks coming off the spaceship indifferently without saying a word. After waiting for a while, several more monks came out of the camp to greet them. They raised their hands to them and said, "Seniors, I finally got what I've been waiting for!"
Mr. Zhuge's face darkened and he asked, "What's going on? Why are there so many fewer monks in your camp? Where are the monks you sent earlier?"
A monk wearing light golden armor took a step forward and said with a wry smile: "There was a big battle with the demon clan three months ago. The losses were huge. Tens of thousands of monks died. They even dispatched several demon kings. I can't wait. The enemy, retreat to the edge of the mountains and try to hold on!"
Ren Xiaoyao frowned and asked: "Demon Emperor? How many are there specifically, and what are their cultivation levels?"
The monk's eyes lit up and he said hurriedly: "I have seen Sect Leader Ren. There are three demon kings dispatched by the demon clan. They all have nine-star combat power and are very powerful."
Ren Xiaoyao nodded slightly and stopped talking.
Mr. Zhuge said: "The demon tribe knows how to take advantage of the opportunity. That's all. A temporary defeat does not mean anything. We have brought more than ten thousand sect elites on this trip. Our strength has greatly increased. In the future, we will be able to turn defeat into victory and drive away the demon tribe. "
As soon as these few words were said, everyone who had been silent suddenly felt confident, and their eyes changed.
Cheng Ling secretly praised in his heart that Mr. Zhuge was so mature that he mobilized the fighting consciousness of the monks with just a few words.
After a moment of silence, Mr. Zhuge continued: "Now we have added more than 10,000 new troops, plus the monks who were originally sent here, and they need to be repaired. You enter the camp first, and be sure not to leave easily, waiting for us to organize the arrangements!"
The monks agreed, and a hundred monks came out of the camp commander to lead these new monks to the camp.
Cheng Ling followed a sergeant from the Nine-Star Void Immortal Realm. With a quick glance, he found that their team was basically composed of Void Immortal Realm monks. As for the remaining Xuanxian Realm monks, they were uniformly selected and led by another sergeant.
Strength is respected in the monastic community, and it is even more strict in the military camp. There are more than 10,000 monks on this trip, and more than 80% of the monks are from the Virtual Immortal Realm. Those soldiers were very skilled. Every time they passed a camp, they arranged for a hundred monks to be stationed in it. Later, there were fewer and fewer monks following them.
When the sky darkened, only Cheng Ling's group of less than a hundred monks remained. The leading sergeant said: "Okay, your team is not strong enough. I will inform my superiors and ask other monks to add them to make up the number of a hundred people."
"Everyone remember that the army has clear discipline and strict hierarchy. A military rank system is implemented, which are lower-level soldiers, intermediate soldiers, higher-level soldiers, centurions, commanders, commanders, generals, marshals, etc."
"Unless your cultivation level reaches the Earthly Immortal Realm, anyone who joins the army will start from a lower-level soldier. The promotion system in the army is very fair. If you kill ten demon kings, you can be promoted to an intermediate soldier. If you kill two demon kings, you can be promoted to an intermediate soldier. With ten demon masters, you can become a superior soldier. If you kill a hundred demon masters, you can become a centurion. As for the future level of the capital, you will know it when you become a centurion."
"The proof of killing the demon clan is the demon core. The demon core is the essence of the demon clan itself. Generally, the demon core is located on the head of the demon clan. Some special ones are in the heart and Dantian. The energy of the demon core
It is very large. It not only serves as a record of military achievements, but can also be exchanged for corresponding treasures. Therefore, if you get the demon core, you must keep it yourself. "
The sergeant spoke eloquently, which made all the little white mao soldiers who participated in the war for the first time light up. One of the monks from the Nine-Star Void Fairyland asked curiously: "What treasures can I exchange for?"
The sergeant explained: "The Star Territory battlefield is the first line of defense against the demon clan. Therefore, the great masters of the human race attach great importance to it. In order to attract monks from the Xuanwu Continent to come and practice, they have specially set up corresponding auxiliary training places at the frontline headquarters. , there are extremely powerful exercises, spells, martial arts, armor, weapons, elixirs, talismans, secret cultivation realms, etc., all of which can be exchanged for military merit points."
"The demon core is the best certificate for redeeming military merit. When you came in, you should have seen several palaces deep in the military camp. In those palaces, there are not only training rooms, libraries, and trading halls, but also have military merit. You can go there on your own later.”
"Well, since you choose to join the army, you must abide by the rules here. Your mission token contains detailed military regulations. You must not only read them carefully, but also keep them in mind. Otherwise, if you accidentally violate the military regulations, your military merit points will be forfeited. If it's a small matter, being expelled from the army or being killed by military law would be more than worth the loss."
Everyone was shocked. Those who violated military regulations would be killed! This is no joke. I took out the mission tokens one by one and looked through them carefully.
The sergeant smiled slightly, glanced at the rookies in front of him, and said: "Tomorrow, the centurions sent by the army will arrive, and the personnel you lack will be supplemented. Everyone, have a good rest!"
After saying that, he turned around and left!
After the sergeant left, the monks in the camp started making noises. Some speculated on the identity of the new centurion, some discussed how to kill the demon clan, and some were worried about future wars.
Cheng Ling stood silently aside, carefully observing the situation in the camp. The camp was quite large, but it felt too crowded for more than a hundred monks to squeeze into one tent. He also found that the entire camp only had fifty doors, so two people had to live in a guest room at the same time.
She didn't like this very much. She had a lot of secrets, and she really didn't want to share a guest room with other monks.
His consciousness scanned the military system in the mission token, and he discovered that there was a clear stipulation in it that only those who reached the rank of centurion could have an independent guest room. Otherwise, you can only sleep outside the camp, but there are sergeants patrolling outside the camp, and the monsters will appear at any time. Not only is it unsafe, but once discovered by the sergeants, you will be punished by the army.
I was secretly depressed. It seemed that I had to find a way to get to the Centurion as soon as possible.
Tonight, since their group was not full, they were allocated a separate guest room. Cheng Ling walked in helplessly, looked through the system in the token and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, just after dawn, a dull voice sounded in the camp: "The time has come, everyone comes out!"
Cheng Ling suddenly woke up and walked out of the room first, followed by all the monks in the other rooms.
He raised his eyes and saw a Xuanxian monk wearing armor, standing firmly in the middle with uneven legs, and dozens of monks behind him. Seeing the monks walking out of the guest room sparsely, he frowned, but he didn't have an attack.
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, when all the monks had arrived, he waved his hand, and all the monks behind him were added to the original group of monks.
