She is Jianxiu

Chapter 172 Chapter [-]
Shen Hui recalled the scene at that time, and said after consideration: "Among them are two monks in the late stage of foundation establishment, they seem to be much calmer than the others. But they haven't entered the camp yet, so I don't know the details." Only his face was calm. , the inner temperament is also very arrogant, he has seen a lot in these years, so he dare not jump to conclusions easily.

"That's true, it's not too late to make a detailed distinction after they are appointed." Yu Chijing nodded in agreement, took out a volume of documents, and Jin Hao's big pen, intending to enroll Zhaoyan's disciples in the army.

One of these two items is a brocade booklet of gold and iron horses, and the other is a fairy hair for dispatching troops and generals. Although they are similar to mortal paper and pens, they are high-grade magic weapons. Every military camp has this thing. people in charge.

All monks who have been entered into the documents with a large sum of money are considered to be truly included in the army, and their names are kept on the register when they are born, and their names disappear when they die.

As for the inclusion of Zhaoyan's disciples, there is another convenience.

The two kinds of achievements in the sect can be exchanged for one-way, and the battle function can be exchanged for ordinary achievements at a rate of one to ten.

The accumulation of military exploits comes from the number of disciples who killed enemies and demons on the battlefield. After entering the army, there is no need to count the number of combat exploits as in the mortal army, but to be distinguished and recorded by the brocade book. If you slay alone, the person who slays will monopolize the combat merit of one demon, and if multiple people slay, each of them will share the combat merit equally.

"This time, should all of them be included in the Dingping Guard under me and Daxiong?"

Among the two guards and four banner sects, Shen Hui is the most cautious and quiet one. Most of the people from the previous sect were assigned to him, which made Yu Chijing less worried.

But this time Yu Chijing hesitated a little, and said: "No need, I have already promised Yijun that I will share half of the Shangzong disciples with her Anpingwei, and we must keep the promise."

Qiu Yijun is one of the nine Banner Gates, leading the Anping Guard among the four guards. This year, he was not present at the handover banquet because he was on duty at the gate.

"Yijun's temperament..." Shen Hui raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal, but Chu Hunyi beside him trembled and raised his round ears.

"Are you afraid that the disciples of the Shangzong will offend her?"

"I'm afraid she will take the initiative to provoke you." Shen Hui is the most clear about Qiu Yijun's temper.

Like Chu Hunyi, she is a half-demon, and her mother clan is the shadow-hoofed kuala, which is not bad among the spirit race in Congzhou.

His talent is quite high, although he is the youngest among the nine Qimen of the Qingwu Camp, his strength is firmly among the top three.

It is easy to fight among geniuses, and Mr. Qiu Yi has half of the blood of the monster race, not a complete human race. If there is a gap between the two races, she may find it difficult to reconcile it.

In addition, she is also reckless and irritable, and she is always ruthless, Shen Hui can already think of her opening her mouth and uttering all kinds of harsh words, which made the disciples of the Shangzong turn red with anger.

"I've promised her that half of the army will go to Dingpingwei. It's not easy to break the promise now. With her here, the monsters in the army can be stable, and I can worry less."

Shen Hui's tangled expression did not change, and Yu Chijing persuaded him again: "There is still Nie Qimen in the Anping Guard, he is an old man in the army, he acts in his own way, and Mr. Yi also respects him very much. Chaos."

Another Banner of Anpingwei, Nie Hai, served in the army even longer than Yu Chijing, and his seniority is close to that of the captain here. I want to retire and go to the town to take care of my old age, instead of going to Minglu Pass.

Thinking of Qiu Yijun's respect for Nie Hai on weekdays, Shen Hui felt relieved, nodded and said, "Then it's up to you."

"Since that's the case, I'll divide one of the two who are calmer into the past. I hope that these two people can help you and Jun Yi a little bit, and suppress the remaining disciples of the Shangzong."

With a swipe of Yu Chijing's pen, the name of the people Shen Hui handed over was recorded in the brochure of thousands of troops.

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Zhao Chun's heart was full of alcohol, and he adjusted his breath for a full day before dispelling it from his heart, and he felt clear and clear.

She should be the one who recovered the fastest among Zhaoyan's six people, but she couldn't go to Minglu Pass alone, so she had to wait for the rest of Zhaoyan's disciples to finish their breath adjustment in Xiaowei's mansion.

The second person who recovered was Wan Ru. When she came out of the room, she saw Zhao Chun sitting quietly waiting in the hall, and they looked at each other and smiled, not surprised.

After that, it was Lu Shengcai and Yao Shinan, another disciple of the late stage of foundation establishment. As for Yue Shaozhou and Yuan Sui'er, because they were in the middle stage of foundation establishment, their realms were different, so they were naturally the last two to leave the bedroom.

"Drinking too much, it's telling the brothers and sisters to wait."

Yuan Sui'er was the youngest, and she felt a little shy seeing the other five people waiting in the hall.

"It's okay, Junior Brother Yue is only half an hour earlier than you." Wan Ru raised his finger to Yue Shaozhou, who coughed twice and nodded.

After all, they are still young teenagers, although their temperament is impulsive, they are all very straightforward.

Lu Shengcai was eager to establish his position as the leader, seeing everyone had arrived, he hurriedly got up and said: "Junior Sister Yuan has arrived, why don't we set off for Minglu Pass right away, I don't want to make Fellow Daoist Jing wait for a long time."

Zhao Chun and Wan Ru didn't care about such trivial matters, Yue Shaozhou and Yuan Sui'er were not as good as him, and Yao Shinan, who was also in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, seemed to have been persuaded by Lu Shengcai, so no one in the six-member team spoke out against it , all silently nodded in agreement.

When they got out of the Colonel's mansion, Jing Fan, who had escorted them earlier, had already driven to wait. Seeing the six people coming out, he said with a smile: "The alcoholism is gone? Get in the car quickly, Mingluguan is still some distance away from here, Qingmang The bullock cart goes faster."

The Qingmang ox cart he was talking about was exactly the four-ox cart driver under him. Qingmang Niu was a ghost from Congzhou. Because of his extremely low bloodline level and shallow spiritual intelligence, it was difficult for the whole family to find a demon cultivator who transformed himself into a monster who preyed on the weak and the strong. Among the spirits and monsters of the race, it is divided into the private property of many races, used to do business with the human race, and is loved by the monks of the human race.

There are countless mortals in the human race, and they are not as powerful as this green mang ox with shallow intelligence, but they can be self-sufficient and live in peace on the land of the three states.

There is such a stable and safe day, it is not unrelated to the protection of the strong in the clan. It is because of the decline of the clan that the Qingmang cattle have been reduced to commercial goods. Zhao Chun's mind tightened to alert himself.

It's just that he makes low-level spirits and monsters slaves, and Zhaoyan's disciples are not surprised at all.

After all, in the Zongmen Fushou Hall, there are even many captive ghosts with high bloodlines, and they are also rented and summoned by disciples at will.

The six people got into the Qingmang ox cart, and Jing Fan waved the long whip in his hand, hitting the copper-like buttocks of the cow, causing it to howl in pain immediately, and the hoofed cow's feet moved forward quickly Stepping forward, he approached the city gate after a few breaths.

A small array was set up on the ox cart, no matter how wild the green ox was, the inside was stable and motionless.

Zhao Chun felt that in the fantasy world of Yixuan Jianzong's Enlightenment Sword Pool, her sword energy had greatly improved, and Yu Jiandang was more than twice as fast. The sword flies half a point.

It's just that there is no need to compete for this point at this time, so there is no need to stand alone and show off your own strength with useless reasons such as showing off skills.

(End of this chapter)