Chapter 38 Return to Origin Boat

"Junior Sister Jiang's meridians are damaged, and she should still be recuperating in the cave..."

"Given Junior Sister Jiang's personality, she will probably rush to the front battlefield to support her after her injuries are healed. At that time, we will take care of her, and she can also strive for some safer tasks, which are relatively less dangerous..."

Hearing this, Chang Yun probably guessed Jiang Caiyun's thoughts, shook his head in his heart, and said to Su Ming in a deep voice.

"It can only be like this..."

Su Ming nodded, his eyes slightly fluctuating.

I'm afraid Jiang Caiyun herself is unwilling to accept the "care" of the two...

Jiang Caiyun decided to rush to the extremely dangerous front battlefield, obviously preparing to hit the bottleneck of the foundation-building period again before the age of forty.

However, the relatively safe tasks on the front line can only obtain very few military merits. It will take at least several years to accumulate military merits that can be exchanged for foundation-building pills.

If a cultivator wants to quickly accumulate military merits on the battlefield, he must fight with his life. The more dangerous the task, the richer the military merits.

The issue of the distribution of war merits was a ban issued by Yuanying Zhenjun himself, and it was the bottom line that even Jindan Zhenren dared not interfere with.

If someone could obtain a large amount of war merits by doing extremely low-risk tasks, how would the many disciples who risked their lives on the front line think?

Once people's hearts were scattered, it would be difficult to stay in the sect.

According to Jiang Caiyun's age, she could not exchange for foundation-building pills before she was forty years old by accumulating war merits by doing such relatively safe tasks.

Thinking of this, Su Ming hesitated for a moment, and finally took out his identity token, pinched a spell with one hand, and left a voice transmission to Zhou Xun.

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Time passed bit by bit, and there were more and more Qi-refining cultivators on Tianmu Peak Square, approaching three hundred, but at present, there were only Su Ming and two foundation-building cultivators.

At this time, Su Ming and Chang Yun looked up into the air one after another.

"Junior Brother Su? It's been a long time since we last met!"

Accompanied by a surprised voice, a beam of light flew towards the two of them, revealing a short, yellowish-faced middle-aged man.

"Senior Brother Ding?"

After seeing the newcomer, Su Ming looked a little surprised and bowed to the middle-aged man.

This man's name was Ding Wei, and he was the inner sect senior brother who was responsible for distributing sundries in the Mission Hall. Su Ming's mission to join the Talisman Hall was taken by him, and he had obviously successfully advanced to the foundation-building stage.

Looking at the spiritual pressure on Ding Wei, it is estimated that he advanced a few years earlier than Su Ming and the others.

Su Ming felt that this was normal. The other party could receive such a lucrative task as "distributing sundries" when he was an inner sect disciple. It is impossible for him to be a cultivator without background.

After exchanging a few words with Ding Wei, the three of them chatted in the air.

After another stick of incense, four more foundation-building cultivators came to Tianmu Peak Square one after another.

Three of the four were obviously family-based cultivators. They nodded slightly to Su Ming and the other two as a greeting, and then controlled their magic tools to talk in a group on the other side.

Among the three family-based cultivators, there was also Zhou Yuhao, an "acquaintance" of Su Ming and the other two.

When Fang Yuechan solved the He family issue, Su Ming and the other two rushed to Yuzhou to complete the mission, while Zhou Yuhao and his brother stayed in Lianyun Mountain.

In just nine years, Zhou Yuhao advanced from the eighth level of Qi Refining to the Foundation Establishment Stage. I think he gained a lot in Lianyunfang City that year.

The remaining male cultivator was tall and thin, with a goatee. He also looked like a cultivator from the other courtyard. After he bowed and greeted everyone, everyone learned that the other party was called Xu Jingxuan.

Seeing this, everyone in the air returned the greetings.

The reason was simple. This Senior Brother Xu had a profound cultivation and had reached the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Among the seven foundation-building cultivators, except Xu Jingxuan, only the man in brocade clothes beside Zhou Yuhao also exuded the spiritual pressure of the middle stage of foundation-building, and the remaining five were all in the early stage of foundation-building.

After saying hello, the seven people controlled the magic tools to float in the air, waiting for the time to come.

The seven people were vaguely divided into three groups, Su Ming and Chang Yun in one circle, Ding Wei and Xu Jingxuan in another circle, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other, and the remaining three people from Zhou Yuhao's family faction were in another circle.

Among the three groups, the two groups from the other courtyard faction were closer, vaguely isolating Zhou Yuhao and the other two.

As the time of Mao got closer and closer, more and more Qi Refining disciples appeared below, and the scene gradually became noisy. Several people looked at each other, and finally Ding Wei came out to rectify.

"Silence!" Ding Wei shouted in a low voice, and his voice spread throughout the square after using his magic power: "All disciples, 20 people in a row, whoever dares to disturb the order will be dealt with according to the sect rules!"

He released the powerful spiritual pressure of the foundation-building period, and after severely scolding them, nearly 300 Qi-refining period disciples shut their mouths honestly, not daring to say a word, for fear of being killed as a warning to the monkeys.

"It's almost time..."

Chang Yun counted with his fingers, and looked at the quiet disciples below and spoke softly.

"Here we come!"

Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he sent a voice message to Chang Yun, while turning his head to look at the dark horizon.

In his sight, a black dot appeared on the horizon, getting bigger and bigger.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a huge flying boat, which was 35 feet long, 13 feet wide, and 10 feet high. It was dark yellow all over, emitting a terrifying spiritual pressure, and casting a huge shadow covering the ground.

As the flying boat appeared, the disciples below occasionally cried out in surprise, mistakenly believing that this was the magic weapon of Jindan Zhenren.

"Even the Guiyuan Boat has been used. It seems that the battle on the front line is getting more intense..."

Looking at the Guiyuan Boat in the air, Chang Yun spoke in a deep voice.

This thing is not a magic weapon for Jindan cultivators, but a large magic weapon refined by the sect. It can carry up to 500 cultivators at a time. It is a special magic weapon that is only used in wartime.

When the Guiyuan Boat stopped in the air, Su Ming and several foundation-building cultivators turned their heads suddenly and looked behind them. They saw a golden sword light flashing in the air, as if it appeared out of thin air and "teleported" to the bow of the flying boat, turning into a beautiful figure.

This woman is naturally Fang Yuechan who has never shown up.

After seeing Fang Yuechan, Su Ming and the seven foundation-building cultivators hurriedly saluted.

"Since everyone is here, let's get on the boat!"

The powerful divine sense belonging to the Jindan stage swept across the square. After finding that there were no missing people, Fang Yuechan spoke lightly.

"All disciples, please board the boat in turn. Do not make a fuss and keep order!" Upon hearing this, Su Ming, as a disciple, took the initiative to lower the light of escape and used the amplification spell to reach the ears of many Qi Refining disciples.

As the voice sounded, seven foundation-building cultivators took the lead in flying onto the Guiyuan Boat, and controlled the magic tools to land on the deck of the flying boat, while commanding the Qi Refining disciples to board the flying boat.

The three hundred disciples were divided into fifteen teams, each with twenty people, and boarded the Guiyuan Boat in turn.

After everyone came up, Fang Yuechan pinched the magic formula with one hand, and the flying boat stayed in the air for three breaths, then turned into a light of escape and flew towards the north.

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