"Haha~" Xiao Fengqing touched his head and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, it's been a long time since I last saw you. That talisman..."
"Ahem~" Chen Changan complained a few times.
Suddenly, Xiao Fengqing fell silent.
Thinking of the solemn oath I swore in the grove many days ago, I must not brag about how awesome my brother is in public, otherwise... I will die with my bones rotten and my heart rotted.
At that time, he was slapped in the face and just wanted to keep a low profile. Later, he came to Baofan Temple to check and found out that there really was a talisman called "Rotting Bones and Rotten Hearts".
After that, he developed an extremely strong interest in the art of talismans.
And according to his understanding, this spell of rotting bones and rotting hearts is a very advanced talisman method, and only those who have reached the threshold of high-level talisman masters can draw it.
Senior brother is really amazing, but it’s a pity that we can’t let everyone know about it. In fact, Senior brother is the number one person in the Jindan realm.
Xiao Fengqing thought so.
"The clouds are rising, everyone pay attention!" At this time Dao Jiu shouted in a low voice and took off into the air with all the disciples of the sect.
Stepping on the white clouds under his feet, Chen Changan felt it was so mysterious and powerful, just like the immortals riding clouds in the legend.
The Jindan realm cannot ride on clouds, and can only do the most basic flying, and the speed is not very fast. It is just enough for getting around within the sect, but it is far from possible to travel a thousand miles a day and go to other continents. Only the big guys at the peak of Rizhao have such magical powers.
On the cloud.
The cold wind was blowing fiercely, whistling past, but only the sound could be heard. Dao Jiu erected a barrier, and Chen Changan felt very warm. On the periphery, many disciples exclaimed in amazement, and it was obvious that this was their first time out of the mountain gate.
Chen Changan counted and found that there were about three hundred people on this cloud. Together with the number of people that Master Zhao had just taken away, there were also about the same number. If you counted it this way, there were more than six hundred people who went out to make military achievements in one day.
For a sect with over ten thousand members, this number is quite large.
Because about 20% of the people who go out every day never come back. This is common sense and all the disciples of the sect know it.
But there are still so many people who decide to leave the sect and see the brutal world outside.
This shows everyone's desire for military exploits.
There is no other way. After all, the monthly salary distributed by the sect is only ten spirit stones, which is far from enough for cultivation. Not everyone is like Chen Changan, who has a junior sister to support him...
The speed of the white clouds is very fast.
There are endless mountains below, and the land in September is a mixture of yellow and green. If you look closely, you will find that many trees are laden with fruits, and birds and monkeys are eating them.
Scene after scene was arranged in Chen Changan's mind, entered into different memory codes, and stored in an orderly manner.
He used a relatively mature memory method, which is very popular on Earth. It has been practiced by countless memory masters and there are also many variety shows about memory.
It has been proven that by using mnemonics to aid memory, one can improve memory and achieve the effect of photographic memory.
Of course, in line with the principle that if something is free but not used it is a waste, the video production function in his system is always kept in recording mode as a double insurance, just to ensure that if he gets lost, he can still find the way back to the sect.
After a while, a small river, not very wide, appeared on the criss-crossed land in front of them. When the disciples on the cloud saw the river, some of them were excited, while others trembled with fear.
Dao Jiu said:
"Everyone, get ready. We're about to descend. Remember, after crossing the river is the territory occupied by the Huoyun Sect. If you're afraid of death, stay on this side of the river. If you want to make a fortune, then bravely cross the river and fight with the Huoyun Sect disciples to the end, snatch their spirit stones, and chop off their heads. Hahahaha~~~"
A powerful aura surged from Daojiu, as if telling some people that he, Daojiu—was here.
Everyone felt a strong pressure.
White clouds descended, and more than 300 people were placed beside the river. Then, Dao Jiu said again: "Youngsters, your journey of training has begun. Go and fight, kill all the disciples of Huoyun Sect without leaving a single one alive, and spread the glory of our Jiuyang Sect!"
Then, after the big guy finished speaking, he soared into the sky, and finally only a dot remained, disappearing above everyone's heads.
The Jiuyang Sect and the Huoyun Sect had an unwritten rule that the daily fights for spirit stones were usually fought by disciples below the Jindan stage, and the higher-ups only had to guard against sudden attacks from the opposing boss, just like now.
After all, if cultivators above the Rizhao Realm take action, it will not be so simple. The destructive power is extremely strong, and disciples in the Rizhao Realm are already scarce talents. On the contrary, disciples in the Jindan Realm can grow infinitely after dying, just like leeks.
At this time, Xiao Fengqing ran over and said with a smile: "Brother, do you want to form a team together?"
He was surrounded by several fellow disciples with murderous eyes.
Obviously, this guy has help.
"I'm too weak, and I like to play solo. I'm afraid of betraying you, so... I'll leave first!"
Chen Changan said something that Xiao Fengqing and the others found puzzling, and then he left, walking on the waves and rushing into the mountains and forests of the Huoyun Sect opposite.
"Haha, Senior Brother Xiao, this senior brother you know is really a proud person!"
Next to him, a disciple sneered at Chen Changan's back.
"Perhaps he doesn't know what kind of dangers are lurking in this forest. People who don't know how to unite will not live long!" Then someone else sneered.
Xiao Fengqing remained silent, but felt very anxious.
Senior Brother Chen, why did you make me swear an oath? You are obviously very strong, but you don’t let anyone know. I have to keep it a secret for you. It’s so hard for me!
He looked sad and unhappy...
Entering the forest, the primitive breath hits you in the face. The ground is covered with thick rotten leaves, and blood-red spots are clearly visible on some tree barks, as if they had been watered with blood. The sunlight refracted, leaving only some mottled light and shadows. Most of the sunlight was blocked by the leaves. The whole forest was filled with a quiet and cold atmosphere, as if a sleeping beast was waiting for Chen Changan to enter its territory.
'Keep your eyes open and your ears alert. I have talismans in my hands, formations to protect myself, a peerless battle axe in my hand, and swift boots on my feet. I don't believe that I can't survive on this battlefield of the Jindan realm!'
Chen Changan thought so in his heart, took a deep breath, and practiced the Nine Yang Qi Refining Technique. Strands of spiritual energy penetrated his body, as thin as gossamer, surrounding his body, guarding against unknown risks.
In one word, stable.
The Jiuyang Sect and the Huoyun Sect are separated from each other by this small river. In Chen Changan's mind, a map automatically appeared in his mind, with the falling white clouds as the center. This place is the intersection of the middle road and the river.
If he followed the route of the top laner in his previous life, he should go north now to scout the enemy jungle area.
Take out your homemade compass, look carefully, and head north.
Before going out, Chen Changan had already made preparations. One hundred kilometers to the north is the territory of the two major sects, and to the northeast, there are many large and small spiritual vein mining areas. These places are guarded by disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect.
"Wait, your Chang'an Death is coming!"
Running wildly in the mountains and forests and landing silently, Chen Changan was like a swift cheetah, drifting nimbly on the mountain rocks.
at the same time.
In a spiritual mining area ten miles away from Chen Changan, disciples of the Huoyun Sect were eating barbecue, drinking wine, and watching a fellow Huoyun Sect disciple torturing a Jiuyang Sect disciple.
"Nine Yang Sect disciples are trash, waste, and cannot withstand a single blow, haha!"
This man was very arrogant, with a cruel smile in his eyes. He spat and swung a whip.
"ah!"
In an instant, the disciple of the Nine Yang Sect screamed, his skin was torn and blood was flowing!
There were also several disciples of the Nine Yang Sect who were tied up nearby, with fire in their eyes and their eyes were about to burst.