Everyone had a brief conversation in this dilapidated shed and kiln, and then someone from the Shengfu Sect came over and called He Yuanji. While talking, the words "prepare," deploy, "attack" and other words were heard from time to time. It seemed that This further confirmed He Yuanji's speculation just now.
In a battle last night, Wu Jingjing, the fat monk who led the team of Shengfu Sect, found that most of the underground mineral roots were not mined after taking Beiyuan Slope, but fell into a mixed mood.
He was happy that most of the remaining mineral roots could continue to support output, but he was worried that the Moon Worshipers also knew about this situation and probably would not let it go so easily.
If the Moon Worshipers invaded in large numbers to seize the mineral roots, would they be able to withstand the attack with the monks from both realms they brought? With this level of worry, the people of the Holy Talisman Sect began to spin around under his command.
First, several people were sent to Kuiyun Ridge to report the battle situation on Beiyuan Slope and the current situation of the underground mine roots, and asked the Immortal Kingdom to send people to assist here; then, monks from various sects in the two realms were summoned to set up defenses to deal with possible mine protection in the future. war.
After He Yuanji had a conversation with the person from the Holy Talisman Sect, he asked the Dragon and Tiger Immortals, Zeng Manting, Lei Lei and other Sanyang Realm disciples to follow him and leave. After he turned around and walked into the kiln, before he could sit down for a moment, another disciple of the Holy Talisman Sect came to the door and said that he wanted to recruit several Tongyuan Realm disciples to join the handyman team to help handle some trivial matters.
He Yuanji waved his hand almost without thinking, and arranged for all the remaining Tongyuan Realm disciples. Seeing everyone leaving one by one, he sat back on the wooden chair in the kiln, and his expression began to turn gloomy. The weather was uncertain, and his eyes gradually became hollow.
For a long time, his slightly fat body almost sunk into the smaller chair seat, like a motionless humanoid wood sculpture. Under the constant pull of the light and dark light in the shed, it gradually became closer to the dilapidated shed kiln. Become one.
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Liu Qingyi and a group of seven people followed the Holy Talisman Sect monk to a larger kiln fortification in the Duanzian Mountains. They formed a temporary team of ten people with a few others and were arranged to follow a Holy Talisman Sect. The Tongyuan Realm disciples of the sect went outside to do the work.
Several people followed the Holy Talisman Sect disciple outside and saw that there were more than ten teams inside and outside the shed kiln, each following a Holy Talisman Sect disciple, and they were engaged in some work such as sweeping, cleaning, and digging the shed kiln. manual labor.
The leading disciples of the Holy Talisman Sect basically spoke but did not take action. They only directed the recruited two-level monks to work, while they stood with their hands behind their backs, looking bossy.
Yan Kuan felt slightly dissatisfied, raised his brows, and cursed loudly: "These people have really become uncles! Don't you know that we are only here to support them in the northern battle? Each of them does not contribute, but they are just doing nothing." Call us."
Li Deqiang gently tugged on Yan Kuan's sleeves, pursed his lips towards the Holy Talisman Sect monk at the front of the team, and whispered: "Elder brother, please lower your voice, why are you talking about this! The Holy Talisman Sect is the first sect in the country. , the sect leader Su Duan is the leader of our Dasheng Immortal Kingdom, we are under their control in name, so you should stop fussing about it."
Liu Qingyi came over from the side, looked at Yan Kuan with an angry face, and said with a strange laugh: "I lost my mind, ha."
The Holy Talisman Sect disciple led a few people to the area where the battle last night was the most tragic. He pointed at the remains of the fallen monks on the ground and the broken limbs around them, and said in a low voice: "Everyone, please clean up this area. , follow me and move it to the designated location."
Seeing that the first few teams had already begun to work, everyone could not shirk, so they had to immerse themselves in their work with a grimace.
Among the teams collecting corpses around them, there were several acquaintances from the southern border, such as Sang Chou and others from the Yunjian Sect, several Qingpao Ke from the Xiaoxia Sword Sect, and a group of Tongyuan Realm disciples from the Tianji Sect.
Seeing the arrival of a group of people from Tianshou Sect, Tianji Sect Binchao and others nodded warmly to greet them. Liu Qingyi took a closer look and found that Tianji Sect Binchao, senior brother Qiu, and disciple Luo were all there, but only Chu Xiaoxian was missing.
Knowing that Chu Xiaoxian was afraid of seeing such a bloody scene, he tried some means to hide aside. He couldn't help but smile slightly, and turned to look at the people in the team who had been drawn here. Everyone had a sad face, and It's a look of dilly-dallying and helplessness.
After several people worked hard for a while, they heard Yan Kuan complain in a low voice: "Damn, we have become a corpse collection team again. When will we end it!?"
Li Deqiang pulled Yan Kuan aside and said, "Elder brother, please speak less. Don't let people from the Holy Talisman Sect hear you."
"So what if I heard it!" Yan Kuan muttered in a low voice, and finally stopped making any sound, looking completely weak.
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It took several teams a short time to move all the remains of the fallen monks to a bare low mountain on the outskirts of the mountains to the north. They were piled up and unloaded on three levels inside and three outside.
There were also several teams from the surrounding mountains. They also collected the bodies of many moon-worshiping monks and piled them all on this low mountain.
After the lunch break, several people from Tianshou Sect and Tianji Sect sat together. While everyone was chatting, Yan Kuan was heard scolding: "Damn, there's nothing left, these people pooped everything clean. It’s really unreasonable to leave us to do this dirty and smelly job.”
Senior Brother Qiu smiled and said: "What else do you want? Maybe I have to leave you one or two spiritual treasures to comfort you." What Senior Brother Qiu said attracted the attention of several other disciples from other sects in the same team nearby. Laughed.
Yan Kuan said with a depressed look on his face: "I thought that when I came out this time, I would be controlled by the sect and no longer have to deal with these dirty things. I didn't expect that I would go back to my old job. It's really unlucky to think about it."
Bin Chao from Tianji Sect looked at Liu Qingyi who was silent in the crowd, and said in shock: "Brother Yunzheng, is this... already promoted to the eighth level?!"
Without waiting for Liu Qingyi to answer, Li Deqiang said in an understatement: "My junior brother has made a breakthrough on Kuiyun Ridge a few days ago, and you didn't notice it? You are so blind as you are seeing me face to face every day."
When Bin Chao heard this, he looked surprised and said, "I'm really blind. I think I was busy healing my wounds in the past few days and didn't pay attention to it. Brother Yunzheng entered the country so quickly, which is really a blessing to my southern territory. I wish you good luck in this room. ”
He saw Liu Qingyi breaking through to the eighth level of Tongyuan so quickly, and thought that he could defeat the eighth level Tongyuan monk in the East just after breaking through to the seventh level. Now that his strength has reached another level, he is probably even more unfathomable. These words seemed to be deliberately flattering.
In his opinion, with Liu Qingyi's strength and advancement, he is among the strongest people in the late Tongyuan realm in the entire Southern Territory, and he should be ranked high. And with the golden signboard of the Heavenly Beast Sect placed there, these talented and powerful people will definitely have great influence in the sect over time.
Seeing that Bin Chao spoke so highly of himself that he was said to be a blessing to the South, hearing such compliments in the ears of a thick-skinned person like Liu Qingyi, he still felt a little embarrassed on his face and hurriedly smiled. Said: "Brother Dao Bin is overrated. I'm just lucky enough to break through one or two small realms. The mere Tongyuan realm monks are already at the bottom of this northern realm. How can we deserve the title of the blessing of the southern realm? We It’s better not to flatter each other!” 33
The two of them were polite to each other, and Li Deqiang had a proud expression on his face, and then talked a lot of nonsense, which caused several monks from other sects nearby to keep looking at Liu Qingyi.
The other Heavenly Beast Sect disciples in the surrounding area also became active, and they gradually started chatting with a group of people from the Tianji Sect and several monks from other sects on both sides.
After resting for a short while, Li Gongjun looked at several disciples of the Holy Talisman Sect who had gathered together to talk, and asked aloud: "I wonder when the team of handymen recruited this time will be disbanded? We have completed the arrangements, so it is time to let them go. Let’s go back.”
When he said these words, he did not deliberately lower his voice. His original intention was to let a few people hear him.
As expected, the few disciples of the Holy Talisman Sect who had gathered together turned their heads and looked over when they heard Li Gongjun say these words. One of them, a slightly older disciple of the fifth level of Tongyuan Realm, said with hesitation: "Why are you so anxious? It's still early!"
Another younger Shengfu Sect disciple thought for a while and said, "I heard that there are not enough teams to build shed kiln fortifications and dig underground passages, so why don't we take them there."
When a group of people on the short mountain heard this, their expressions all fell. Yan Kuan was a little dizzy and said: "Why are there so many things? How long will it take to do it?"
The older Holy Talisman Sect disciple said solemnly: "Since you have been called to join the handyman team, presumably the master does not want you to go to the battlefield and take risks. Such situations are common among those handyman teams. Haha. , the senior officials of our Immortal Kingdom can naturally understand it! But if you want to hide behind and relax, there is no way. Although the handyman team is not involved in the war, there are many things, in addition to the ground, there are also underground, which is Can it be done in such a short half a day? In my opinion, it will take at least three to five days to have less things to do."
Jamel Xiao frowned and said: "Then, wouldn't it be impossible to go back in a short time?"
The Holy Talisman Sect disciple asked in surprise: "Go back? Where are you going back?"
Xiao Jingyan said plausibly: "We have taken Beiyuan Slope and everything is settled. I think we should go back to Kuiyun Ridge."
Several Shengfu Sect disciples burst out laughing after hearing this, and one of them said: "Go back?! Do you know that the higher-ups have sent people to Kuiyun Ridge to move reinforcements? Do you think you can go back after taking Beiyuan Slope? Really? Beautiful thought!”
Yan Kuan looked at the older disciple of the Holy Talisman Sect and asked with twinkling eyes: "Listen to what this Taoist Brother of the Holy Talisman Sect just said, it seems that we are going to work underground? I don't know what else is over there. What do you want us to do?”
The older Shengfu Sect disciple looked at Yan Kuan, stretched out a hand to touch the sparse beard on his chin, and said after a moment: "After finishing the work on the ground, we will naturally go down to the ground. As for what specifically , then the senior brother in charge of the underground will make arrangements."
What he said was the same as not saying anything. Yan Kuan curled his lips with a dull expression on his face. He was still thinking about it, but he didn't feel like asking any more questions.
Liu Qingyi sat aside, his eyes flickering for a while, and he whispered softly: "Underground? Could it be..." He finally restrained himself from speaking, glanced at Yan Kuan's face, and glanced a few more times. A disciple of the Holy Fu Sect took a look and had a vague guess in his heart.
Some people died, but not completely...
