My cultivation script went astray

Following the direction, Chen Lang flew on his sword, and the cold wind made him sober.

His spies said that the opponents were generally not very skilled, which was very important to him.

He had the Three Life Plate, which had almost unlimited endurance. As long as he was not killed instantly, he could quickly repair himself, which was very suitable for a war of attrition.

As long as the opponent's strength was similar, it didn't matter to him. As long as he didn't die, he would win.

Moreover, he still had a surplus of Nine Revolution Pills. If he was really defeated, he could just use the Earth Escape Talisman to escape. He had accumulated a lot of these things from completing tasks.

After more than half an hour, a little dim light appeared on the dark ground. The stars were neatly arranged horizontally and vertically, and some houses could be vaguely seen. This was a large town.

"It should be the town of Warang."

To avoid being startled, Chen Lang landed on the ground and walked into the town along the path. Most of the doors around were open and quiet. Occasionally someone walked towards the north, and Chen Lang followed.

At the same time, he took off his human skin mask. He had fought with Qingmu Sect before, and some people remembered his face, but no one had ever seen his true face.

Then, he saw a large open space in the wilderness ahead, surrounded by a row of large oil pans, which were stuffed with linen and burning kerosene, emitting a choking smell.

There were many people sitting in the open space, very noisy, and some people were talking loudly there. The monks who came in one after another showed their ID cards.

Outside, there were five guards holding big knives, standing on duty near the brazier. The flickering firelight made them a little dizzy.

Chen Lang stopped to observe and saw a dirt cart on the side of the road, as well as some tools such as pickaxes and shovels, and a pass to the worlds - a ladder.

He was an old acquaintance, and he felt familiar when he saw the cart now.

He pulled the cart out, loaded the ladder and pickaxe together, and pushed the cart inside.

"What are you doing?"

A guard heard the sound of the wheel, glanced over, and shouted harshly.

Chen Lang glanced at the cart, then at the guard, frowning slightly, revealing a confused expression.

The guard was also stunned for a moment, feeling that his wisdom was insulted, and waved his hand impatiently, "Go, go, be quick, and come back quickly."

Damn, it's a farewell party, who asked the maintenance worker.

Chen Lang nodded and pushed the cart in.

"Put your legs in, make way for your feet~"

Chen Lang squeezed through the crowd, and the monks lazily moved their buttocks. After walking around the venue for most of the circle, he pulled the cart aside and roughly saw what these people were doing.

There were more than a hundred warriors sitting in the square, with wine in front of them, and a few sheep roasted on the bonfire in the middle, sizzling with oil.

There was some roasted meat, which the warriors chopped with swords and sprinkled with salt and ate happily.

"Fellow Daoists!"

A middle-aged monk stood in the middle, holding a pot of wine, and said loudly:

"The day after tomorrow is the day of the full-scale attack. For this day, the mountain master has waited too long, the Qingmu Sect has waited too long, and the brothers of the Walang Mine have also waited too long!"

He paused for a moment, waiting for the monks to stop talking and look over here, and then continued:

"Some brothers present came late, and may not know why we have to attack with all our strength, why we have to flatten the Songhu Mine and take back all the nearby mines.

That's because that piece of land used to be ours!"

He choked up and said:

"I still remember that year, our brothers were While on duty, the Tianjian Sect suddenly attacked, killed our people, robbed our land, and blocked our brothers in Songhu Mine. They fought for three days and finally died heroically. This hatred cannot be forgotten, this humiliation cannot be forgotten!

And just recently, we only sent a vanguard team, and they were brutally slaughtered by them. Their arrogance was even worse. Can our brothers die in vain?

Fortunately, we have foreign aid today. Brothers meet here. There is only one goal, to flatten Songhu Mine, capture the owner of the mountain, seize the spirit mine, divide the spirit stone, and bloodbath the Tianjian Sect! "

"Seize the spirit mine, divide the spirit stone, and bloodbath the Tianjian Sect!" The monks stood up and raised their hands to respond.

With a snap, the old monk threw the jar on the ground, and those monks also drank in big gulps. After a crackling sound, they smashed the stone bowls one after another.

"Brothers, eat as much as you want today and fight as much as you want tomorrow!" The old monk shouted, "I am here to see you off!"

After saying that, he was about to leave, but heard a voice:

"Brothers, be quiet for a while, I have something to say."

The warriors saw Chen Lang wearing a black coat and came to the old monk. After looking around, he sighed:

"In fact, the destruction of the outpost team is inseparable from me."

The monks were quiet for a while. They all knew about that matter. There was a master in the Tianjian Sect who killed more than a dozen of them.

The old monk looked at Chen Lang. He was very confused. He had never seen this person. Was there such a part in the farewell meeting?

However, he didn't care. Maybe the brothers were inspired and just boosted their morale. They couldn't disturb their interest, so they nodded slightly and allowed Chen Lang to continue.

Chen Lang said: "But do you know how strong that person is? Our brothers who have entered the foundation-building stage were all slapped to death by him."

Some monks were surprised. What kind of cultivation should that be? The middle stage of foundation-building? This is a bit difficult.

"Look at you, my brothers, how about the one with the highest cultivation? Are you sure you can defeat him? If you are, please stand out and let's see!"

"Why should we boost others' ambitions and destroy our own prestige?" A man stood up, full of murderous aura, "I will kill him!"

Chen Lang showed admiration, "Daoyou, what is your cultivation? Show it to me."

The man then encouraged his breath and showed his realm. He was a master who had just entered the foundation building stage, but his breath was not condensed enough, and it seemed that he had not tempered his body.

Chen Lang shook his head, "You are very strong, but not enough."

Then another person stood up. This was a thin man with an ordinary face. He also showed his breath. He was also in the early stage of foundation building, but very steady. Chen Lang felt some threats, but not much.

"You are stronger, but with your initial cultivation, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with him."

"Don't worry, I will handle it." Finally, a man in a black robe appeared. He had been sitting in the corner drinking.

Chen Lang's eyes condensed, "Daoyou, what is your cultivation? Can we fight?"

"Brother just broke through the realm last week and entered the middle stage." Someone next to him spoke.

"Good, good, good!" The old cultivator who had just spoken had his eyes lit up and cheered. Cultivation was so difficult, even if he was only in the early stage of foundation building, with such a master, even if the opposite mountain master came, he would not be afraid.

"Then I'll have to trouble you to help!" Chen Lang also said yes, and then remembered him, and would deal with you first later.

As expected, there was a master in the middle stage of foundation building. The intelligence ability of the spies was not good, so it was better for him to ask in person.

Then he continued to ask, "Are there any fellow Taoists in the middle stage of foundation building? There is no need to hide in the current war, can you show up?"

No.

Chen Lang nodded, it was good that there were no more, if there were one or two more, he would have to consider running away.

"It's almost done, you go downstairs to have a drink." The old monk waved his hand and signaled Chen Lang to leave.

"What is your cultivation level? What's your name?" Suddenly someone asked. This was a member of the vanguard team who escaped back. He felt strange because there seemed to be no such person in the team at that time.

Chen Lang suddenly realized, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself."

He opened his chest and showed his waist badge.

"My name is Han Tianxiao, the captain of the seventh team of Songhu Mine. Give me face, don't fight and go home, otherwise I will kill everyone sitting here."

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