A few days later, more than a thousand Jindan monks from various major sects were gathered together again.
The two Nascent Soul Lords who were guarding the base only showed up once, spoke a few words to everyone, and then disappeared.
Next came the allocation process. More than a thousand Jindan monks from various magic sects were assigned to various battlefields on the front line, and then left the base one after another on magic boats.
What surprised Su Fan was that he was the last person assigned.
Moreover, other monks were in groups of more than a dozen or even dozens of people, but he was alone.
Finally, he was told that he was assigned to the "Chishui Lake" war zone.
Su Fan was led to a demon boat and found that except for two foundation-building disciples who were controlling the demon boat, there was no one in the cabin.
"Uncle Master, please wait a moment, you have to wait for the seniors from other sects to board the boat..."
Su Fan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think much about it.
The Zhang family was beating him up and distributing him, so he couldn't want to kill him just for such a trivial matter.
With the ability of the Zhang family, why bother to spend so much effort? Wouldn't it be better to just do it when he breaks through the golden elixir?
He came to the deck of the magic boat, found a corner and sat down cross-legged.
After a while, more than a dozen monks came from a distance, accompanied by several Jindan disciples of Beiyou Shen Sect from the base, and their attitude was very respectful.
Su Fan guessed who was coming. They were probably the disciples of those super demon sects. They were probably trying to pair him up with these people.
This is not a good thing.
But at this time, he could only resign himself to his fate.
These people are all militants from several super demon sects, and they stay in the most dangerous battlefields all year round to gain military exploits.
It is said that some of them are among the top 100 figures in Kunxu Tian's record list. If you stay with this group of people, you will definitely go wherever there is danger.
These people are here just for the merits, hoping to get one step closer to the top of the list.
And Su Fan just came here to fish, he didn't want to come here to risk his life.
Several disciples of the Beiyou Divine Sect respectfully sent a dozen Jindan monks wearing different sect robes onto the magic boat.
The dozen or so people who boarded the demon boat were divided into three groups, representing the three demon sects: "Chunjun Demon Sect", "Xuanyue Demon Sect" and "Heart Demon Temple".
The person headed by the "Chunjun Demon Sect" is a slightly thin and cold man, with a late-stage Jindan cultivation, and a cold look in his eyes.
Several disciples of the "Xuanyue Demon Sect" were also surrounded by a late-stage Jindan cultivator.
This person has a powdered face, is wearing a luxurious brocade robe, and has a lazy smile on his lips. The whole person is as delicate as a meticulously painted meticulous painting by a palace painter.
The person in the "Inner Demon Temple" is a female cultivator. Her hair is pulled high, her eyebrows are like spring mountains, her eyes are like autumn waves on the water, and her eyes are charming and charming all her life.
Wearing a bright red robe, her movements are graceful and graceful, and her charming attitude is even better than the charming Daji who brought disaster to the country in her previous life.
Su Fan only glanced at it and didn't dare to look again.
This bitch doesn't look like a good person.
When these people saw Su Fan sitting cross-legged on the deck, they just glanced at him and stopped talking to him.
Su Fan was also happy and sat there silently. All he wanted now was to separate from this group of people when he got to the place.
The magic boat traveled for three days and finally stopped over a jungle, then slowly landed.
After the people from the three major demon sects left, Su Fan stood up from the ground and stepped off the demon boat.
This airport covers an area of hundreds of acres. It was created by cutting down the giant trees in the jungle, leaving tree roots several meters high and laying a thick layer of wooden boards on top.
As soon as Su Fan stepped off the magic boat, he saw a golden elixir monk waiting for him.
When the other party saw Su Fan wearing the robe of the Beiyou Divine Sect, he looked at him with confusion.
"Your name is Su Fan..."
Seeing Su Fan nodding, he smiled and said: "I am Chen Li from Chishui Lake War Zone, come with me..."
"Junior brother, why did the base put you and this group of people together? Did you offend someone..."
Su Fan shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Not long after I came to Kunxutian, I had just broken through the Golden Core Realm, and I was recruited here..."
Chen Li was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.
He has been here for several years, and he knows the ropes best.
"That's right. You must have offended someone. They don't want you to go back alive..."
Seeing that Su Fan was still confused, Chen Li explained to him.
"The disciple who just broke through the Golden Core Realm was sent to the Yunze Realm where the fighting was fiercest. When you came here, you were assigned to Chishui Lake. Isn't this just to let you die?"
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Su Fan and pointed at the people in front of the super magic sect.
"That's not all. They put you and those people into a small team again. You can taste it yourself..."
Su Fan sneered in his heart. He hadn't thought that much at first, but after listening to Chen Li's words, he knew that he must have been plotted against.
He smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, can you help me when I get to the front line and transfer me to another place..."
Chen Li shook his head and said: "At least not for the time being. Your identity has been registered. Except for a few managers at the base, there is nothing anyone else can do."
After he finished speaking, he smiled and teased: "If more than 80% of your team's people die in the future, there will be a chance..."
Let's forget it. By then, it won't matter whether I'm here or not.
"Senior brother, are all my team members from other sects..."
Chen Li chuckled and said, "Well... you are the only one in the entire team who belongs to our Beiyou Divine Sect..."
After he finished speaking, he pointed to the few people walking in the front and said: "That person is Qiu Dioquan of the Chunjun Demon Sect. He is one of the top 100 people in Kunxu Tian's record list. The person next to him is the Xuanyue Demon Sect. Zhou Hanshan is about to enter the top 100."
Chen Li pointed at the charming female cultivator again, with a strange smile on his face.
"That one is even more remarkable. Xu Miaolan from the Temple of the Heart Demon majors in the Psychedelic Tao and the Soul Tao, and also studies the Hehuan Tao. It is said that the ruthless people in the top 100 on the record list have almost slept with her..."
Su Fan was stunned after hearing this. It turns out that the world of cultivation already likes collecting stamps.
"Junior brother, take the initiative when the time comes. If you can become her subordinate, you will be prosperous in the future..."
Damn it, that's just a black spider.
Not to mention that people didn't like him, even if they liked him, Su Fan wouldn't dare to fall in love with him.
Even if his physical energy and blood were strong, she would have to suck them dry.
The two of them walked and chatted as they walked along a wooden straight path suspended over the swamp and entered a stronghold protected by a large formation.
Chen Li led them to the hollow of a giant tree, and then handed over to the team.
Before leaving, he patted Su Fan on the shoulder.
"Junior brother, take care..."
Looking at Chen Li's back, Su Fan shook his head and walked into the tree hole.
The inside of the giant tree was almost hollowed out, turning into a hall dozens of feet in size, with many people already gathered inside.
Seeing a dozen people from the Super Demon Sect walking in, the monks in the hall saluted them respectfully.
"Welcome to Senior Brother Dioquan..."
"Welcome to Senior Sister Miaolan..."
"Welcome to Senior Brother Hanshan..."
The three of them had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and they nodded to those people as a greeting.
Many of the monks in the hall were either direct disciples of the three major demon sects or people attached to the sects, so they were naturally divided into three distinct groups.
Su Fan felt miserable. He didn't know which side to take, so he simply found an inconspicuous place in the hall and squinted, pretending to be transparent.
Fortunately, the monks in the hall were all focused on the three senior brothers, and no one paid attention to his existence.
Su Fan couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that no one was paying attention to him.
It's best if these people forget about him. When the battlefield comes, he can find an opportunity to break away from the team.
The three leader brothers got together and studied it.
Because they refused to obey anyone else, it was finally decided that the management of the entire team would be managed by three people.
It wasn't until the monks from the three groups left the hall surrounded by several people that Su Fan followed silently, as lonely as a homeless stray dog.
The trunk of this towering tree, which is tens of feet in diameter, is almost hollowed out, with more than ten floors, forming independent caves.
Su Fan came to the second floor and found that many caves on this floor were uninhabited, so he found one and lived in it.
He sat cross-legged in the cave, wondering who was plotting against him.
Su Fan first thought of the Zhang family, but his intuition told him that it didn't look like the work of those from the Zhang family.
It should be those people who are attached to the Zhang family, or those who are side branches of the Zhang family, who are doing this purely to please the main family.
No matter what, this matter can only be blamed on the Zhang family.
A gentleman's revenge is never too late, but a villain's revenge is never too late.
Now that he has no strength, he can only be a gentleman. When he has strength in the future, don't give me a chance anyway.
While he was thinking wildly, he heard someone calling his name outside.
Su Fan frowned immediately and then responded.
I saw a golden elixir monk walking into the cave with a miniature array disk. He was obviously stunned when he saw Su Fan.
"You are Su Fan..."
Seeing Su Fan nodding, the other party was a little confused.
"I said why can't I find you? Why are you here? Which sect you are from..."
"Senior brother, I am from Beiyou Divine Sect..."
"Beiyou Divine Sect... then you..."
Having said this, the man looked at Su Fan again.
"Okay, where is your communication array..."
Su Fan took out the array plate and handed it over, and the other party took the communication array plate and swept it away.
"We will set off for the front line in three days. We will meet in the lobby then..."
After speaking, he took out a storage bag, threw it to Su Fan, and then left.
Su Fan took the storage bag, scanned it with his consciousness, and found that it was filled with various talismans, elixirs, and other supplies.
Moreover, the quality of these things is not a little bit higher than the supplies distributed by the base. They are obviously distributed privately by the three leading brothers.
The disciples of the Super Demon Sect are so awesome, and the supplies are so good.
In the next three days, the team members paid no attention to Su Fan and probably left him to fend for himself on the battlefield.
Yuan Ben also wanted to wait until the battlefield to find a chance to leave the team, but now it seems that there is no chance.
Because his aura has left a mark on the miniature formation disk in the monk's hand, if he wants to leave the team, it will be immediately displayed on the formation disk.
This is also Kunxutian's method to prevent monks from escaping from the battlefield. Unless the monks die in battle, if they return to the base and find that a monk has deserted, the entire team's record will be deducted.
Three days later in the morning, the communication array plate on Su Fan's waist vibrated slightly. He took off the array plate and heard a message.
"Gather in the lobby..."
Su Fan sighed, that's it for now, let's see.
He stood up from the ground and came to the hall below. When he arrived, he found that the entire team had already arrived, and everyone's eyes "swiped" towards him.
What the hell...
It's over now, I'm afraid I won't be able to pretend to be transparent in the future.
Only then did these monks know that there was Su Fan in the team.
"Who is this guy? Does anyone know him..."
"I've never seen him before. Isn't he from your Chunjun Demon Sect..."
"Who are you trying to eliminate? How can our sect have such a thing..."
"I asked just now, he is from Beiyou Divine Sect..."
"People from Beiyou Shenzong, why are you here in my team..."
"I must have offended someone. I forced him in because I just wanted him to die..."
Su Fan ignored other people's comments, walked to an empty place in the hall and silently pretended to be a dog.
The people in the team glanced at him and stopped paying attention to him.
In the eyes of these super demon sect people, Su Fan could only survive for three days at most after arriving at the front line like this.
This kid is miserable enough to be plotted like this.
"Okay, let's go to the front line..."
After hearing the shout from Qiu Dianquan of Chunjun Demon Sect, the monks in the hall responded in unison, and the atmosphere instantly became high.
This group of people has been fighting fiercely on battlefields in various dimensions all year round. As long as they go to the front line, they are all as excited as if they had been given blood.
Su Fan silently followed the team to a small square outside the giant tree.
The three leaders of the super demon sect each took out a spindle-shaped magic weapon about an inch long from the ring and threw it into the sky, which instantly turned into a demon boat about ten feet long.
"All aboard..."
Su Fan followed the flow of people and found a demon boat with fewer people and boarded it.
He found a place where no one was and sat down cross-legged, looking around at the situation of the demon boat.
Su Fan found that this magic boat looked inconspicuous, but after looking at it for a while, he found that it was not that simple.
Whether it is the rare materials used for the boat body or the various magic patterns engraved on the surface of the demon boat, it is more than one level higher than ordinary demon boats.
"Buzzing..."
As a buzzing sound came, the magic boat began to slowly rise into the sky.
"Whoosh..."
The demon boat suddenly jumped out at an incredible speed. Su Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the deck, was caught off guard and almost knocked his head to the deck.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and managed to steady himself with both hands.
Despite this, Su Fan still felt that the other monks on the demon boat were looking at him with disdain.
He didn't mind, the more these people looked down on him, the safer he was.
(End of chapter)
