My cultivation script went astray

Chen Lang had no intention of taking over Feng Yan. He looked at Han Tianxiao's right hand and found that the fingers had been connected, but from the index finger to the ring finger, three neat white marks were left. The skin and flesh were not neat. .

"Your condition is a bit bad." Chen Lang asked.

Didn’t we just chop off three fingers? Not to the point.

"Senior Brother Han has been a bit unlucky recently."

Senior Brother Meng explained, "I don't know why the Qingmu Sect has gone crazy recently. Suddenly a monk carrying a spear broke in and asked who Han Tianxiao was. He said that he wanted to avenge his brother who died in the mine. Senior Brother Han hadn't explained yet. He was injured and it took him half a month to recover.”

Junior Sister Xiaoman said, "That Qingmu Sect monk is too strong. The three senior brothers in our sect who are in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment all took action together without stopping him."

They said that in the end, an elder came forward and saved Han Tianxiao. In the end, they learned that this was a misunderstanding, and the Qingmu Sect monk was unambiguous, paid some spiritual stones and left.

"Maybe someone accidentally had the same name." Chen Lang said.

"We thought so too at the beginning."

Senior Brother Meng looked at Han Tianxiao's numb face and said, "Later, another group of people came. Those people were not very cultivated, but their methods were ruthless. Senior Brother Han was almost killed when he was going to the toilet."

Later, Han Tianxiao resisted desperately, and other disciples noticed the movement and went out to support in time, and then the group of people were beaten back, leaving a few alive. When asked, they were from the Pingtian Sect, and they said they wanted to take back the flag, and then they He committed suicide without asking anything.

But as we all know, people are most vulnerable when they poop. Those people were very cruel. Han Tianxiao was seriously injured and lay there for several months. With the compensation given by the disciples of the Qingmu Sect, he was relieved. Come here and take this breath.

But today, all the savings have been saved to recuperate from injuries, and the outer disciples have no salary, so they can only drag their injured bodies to perform tasks outside to earn some extra money.

"Well, I can only blame Senior Brother Han for his unlucky situation." Senior Brother Meng sighed, "It can't be such a coincidence. I suspect that someone outside has the same name as Senior Brother Han."

After all, Han Tianxiao has been in the sect for the past two years, and occasionally leads the team to do small tasks. How can he become an enemy if he has never come into contact with the Pingtian Sect?

"Your suspicion is justified."

Chen Lang thought for a moment, "How is the injury? Do you need healing pills?"

It's necessary to help. It's hard to imagine how much harassment he would have suffered during the more than two months of seclusion without Han Tianxiao's generous help to protect him from the wind and rain.

If Han Tianxiao dies, he will be the unlucky one. He should be called Senior Brother and he will be of great use.

"unnecessary."

Han Tianxiao refused coldly. He was on a mission today. He earned spiritual stones with his own hands, not as a beggar.

He made a fool of himself at the reception banquet. How could he forget the revenge of his broken finger? He was very calm when facing Chen Lang today, just because he was mature enough and forbearing enough, but he had never forgotten the humiliation that day, and he would one day get it back.

Even if he is seriously injured and dies, or dies during the mission, it is impossible to accept charity from this person on the battlefield.

Chen Lang took out a large package from his storage bag.

"I said, no need. I won't stop you if you want to form a team to participate in the mission. There is no need for this." Han Tianxiao still refused.

"There are three thousand spiritual stones here, and some unknown pills."

Senior Brother Meng was surprised, three thousand spirit stones!

Junior Sister Xiaoman also looked envious. She was indeed an inner disciple and Su Qingchan's Taoist companion, and she was so generous with her money.

"I'll pay you back."

Han Tianxiao was silent for a moment and accepted.

Damn it, why did you give so much? Where did this kid get so much money from?

He is in extremely bad condition now. If there are pills to help heal his injuries, and if he recovers, with his foundation-building skills and Lao Sheng's experience, it will only be a matter of time before he earns three thousand spirit stones, and they will be returned to him when the time comes.

But do you think this can offset old debts? Impossible, one code equals another, Han Tianxiao thought like this.

Senior Brother Meng saw it and giggled at the side. He had witnessed the grievances between Han Tianxiao and Chen Lang with his own eyes. He was actually worried when he called Boss Han over, but now they are back together, which is what he is most happy to see.

Of course Chen Lang didn't pay attention to Han Tianxiao's strange look, and asked:

"How strong is our enemy?"

Senior Brother Meng looked solemn and said, "Very strong."

"How strong?"

"The alchemists of the Pingtian Sect are all the elites who survived the war and fighting. Even if I am ranked among them in terms of cultivation, I am only at the bottom."

Chen Lang glanced at me and said, "No need to compare you."

Senior Brother Meng looked at Han Tianxiao again, "Even Senior Brother Han may not be able to easily deal with the strong ones among them."

Um.

This is too delicious!

"That's all?" Chen Lang thought for a moment, not only his teammates, but also his opponents?

"Senior Brother Chen Lang."

Senior Brother Meng warned, "Don't look down upon them. These people are murderous bastards. They are not brothers of the sect and will not show mercy."

He had heard about the conflict between Chen Lang and the protesters, and felt that Chen Lang was so arrogant only because those people had reservations about the sect's friendship and the elders protected Chen Lang.

Otherwise, there are more than a hundred people in the parade. Whoever is more powerful can still defeat one against a hundred?

Chen Lang fell into brief thought.

To put it this way, this mission was actually a bit easy. His teammates and opponents were all the same, which made him uncomfortable.

But if everyone has problems, then on the other hand, am I the one who has problems?

"Could it be that my cultivation level is too high now?"

So why does this happen?

Chen Lang suddenly remembered that in the mine branch, the level increase speed can be said to be very fast, soaring directly from the sixth level of Qi Refining to the foundation building realm.

But if you don't do that branch, it's just right to perform this task.

Then the reason is very clear.

The mine branch is a high-level dungeon!

According to the cultivation of the Black Mountain Spirit Mine Master and the Western Master, it is at least a dungeon of the middle and late stages of foundation building, and he was brushed in advance!

"Fuck, I said that the mission was so difficult."

After understanding all this, Chen Lang also figured it out, so the goal of this mission is very clear, there is no twists and turns, and it's done with these pendants.

"Okay, I know, let's go." Chen Lang said.

Senior Brother Meng smiled and said, "Don't worry, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's go have a meal first, and rest up. It won't be easy to fight when the time comes."

"You don't have to fight." Chen Lang said.

Senior Brother Meng paused for a moment, and seeing that Captain Han Tianxiao had no objection, he changed his words and said, "Okay, then I'll go and talk to them and ask them to prepare the magic birds and set off in the evening?"

"No need."

Chen Lang said, "Report the time, place, and direction."

He had experienced the flying magic beasts of the Tianjian Sect. They flew as slowly as old cars, not as fast as he walked. Moreover, since he swallowed the Thunder Pearl, he felt that the whole person was light and fluttering. The sect was too small, and he could not reach the speed limit.

"Is this not necessary?"

Senior Brother Meng was stunned for a moment, "Chen Lang, the border is very far away. It will take at least a day to go back and forth, and riding a horse will only take longer."

Junior Sister Xiaoman had already taken out a map and pointed out the direction. There were several symbols of military exchanges about 2,300 miles away.

"Xiaoman, find some ropes." Chen Lang still felt that this junior sister was obedient and not verbose.

Junior Sister Xiaoman quickly found some ropes.

Chen Lang stretched out his hand and threw the ropes, and the three of them were tied together.

Han Tianxiao's face changed slightly, "What do you mean?"

Junior Sister Xiaoman was a little confused. Is Senior Brother Chen Lang going to bully his fellow disciples again?

"Ah!"

With a scream, several afterimages and arcs passed by, and the four people disappeared.

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