Su Xiaomo is experiencing things that only the protagonist will experience in the Taixuan Sacred Sect.
Jun Changxiao, the real protagonist of the Wangu sect, is standing in the meadow at the moment, watching the hills covered with weeds, a smile gradually appears on his face.
This kind of life of cultivating disciples in the sect and raising flowers and fish is actually quite good, at least it is better than being carefree.
It's a pity that with a soul bomb strapped to his body and the completion of the main mission, Jun Changxiao is doomed to do everything he can, with the sect's strength as the primary goal.
"metropolitan."
Old Wei came to see and said: "The new batch of medicinal materials has matured, should we harvest now?"
"Right now!"
Jun Chang smiled even more.
The medicine field has recently planted various medicinal materials to refine high-grade healing pills, and it is also a major reliance for going to the battlefield of the plane.
Not long.
A wide variety of medicinal materials are delivered.
Jun Changxiao put it into the space ring, opened the pill pavilion and clicked on the pill, showing that the number of top-grade healing pills that can be refined is 423.
After the one-key refinement was confirmed, he murmured, "More than four hundred pieces should be enough for the time being."
Going to the plane battlefield, he only intends to bring the elite power of the sect, so the number of people must not be too many, and a few of them are enough.
Jun Changxiao opened the task panel again, seeing that the epic task was less than a month away, he shook his head and sighed: "Counting the days is simply suffering."
"metropolitan."
Li Qingyang said via voice transmission: "City Lord Mu is here to see you."
"oh."
Jun Chang responded with a smile, and then returned to the main hall.
Walking in, seeing Mu Changhong there, he cupped his hands and said, "Master Mu, we haven't seen each other for a while."
Mu Changhong said: "Wangcheng is busy with affairs, so I don't have time to spare."
Jun Changxiao sat on the seat of the suzerain, and said with a smile: "Ling Ai practiced very hard, and now she has broken through to the sixth-rank Martial King."
In the past, Mu Changhong must have been overjoyed, but now he sighed after hearing the words.
"Why is City Lord Mu sighing?"
In Jun Changxiao's impression, the city lord always has a smile on his face, giving people the feeling that no matter what he faces, he can face it with a smile.
Mu Changhong said: "Sect Master Jun is telling the truth, I am very irritable recently."
Annoyed
It seems that City Lord Mu has something on his mind.
Jun Changxiao poses as a young lady who I would like to listen to your thoughts and solve your problems.
Silence for a while.
Mu Changhong said in a serious tone: "Sect Master Jun, have you heard of the plane battlefield?"
"Plane battlefield?"
The expression on Jun Chang's smiling face suddenly froze.
More than heard!
How the hell did I go in and was tortured to death by a strong man!
Looking at the expression on his face, Mu Changhong realized that this kind of thing is rarely known by people, how could he know, so he explained: "The battlefield of the plane is an independent space opened by the powers of the upper realm relying on the ability to reach the sky. Entering it, there is only non-stop fighting."
"Yeah?"
Jun Changxiao pretended to be curious.
In terms of acting skills, Su Xiaomo must not be better than him, after all, he had read the book "Actor's Self-cultivation" in that world back then.
Not bragging.
If Jun Changxiao were to give up managing the sect and go undercover in the Taixuan Sacred Sect, he would definitely be better than his disciples.
Of course, due to the existence of certain innate attributes, there are some places where he may not be able to compare with Su Xiaomo, for example... Forget it, don't tell the truth if you see through, and give Jun Gu some face.
Mu Changhong said: "The battlefield of the plane will randomly select a plane every five years, and two thousand fighters with the lowest strength of the emperor level must be sent into it to fight."
"What else?" Jun Chang smiled in surprise.
Not pretending.
I have never heard of it!
Moreover, Jun Changxiao thought of something in an instant, so he hurriedly said: "We won't be selected in the Starfall Continent, right?"
"good!"
After saying these two words, the expression on Mu Changhong's face can be described as sad and painful.
How much he hoped that this was a joke made by the altar, but in fact he had to enter the plane battlefield to fight.
"Go in now?"
"Five years later."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Isn't it too early?"
"so… "
Mu Changhong said with difficulty: "How I hope that after five years, Honglian won't break through to Martial Emperor."
Jun Chang laughed and twitched the corner of his mouth, and said: "Which parents don't want their children to be more cultivated, why does City Lord Mu have such an idea?"
"Why."
Mu Changhong sighed and said: "According to the regulations of the upper realm, our Starfall Continent has to send two thousand Martial Emperors to fight on the plane battlefield for five years. .”
"City Lord Mu is worried that his daughter will break through the Martial Emperor and enter the plane battlefield?" Jun Chang laughed.
"yes."
Mu Changhong said: "I've lived for hundreds of years, it doesn't matter if I die inside, but my daughter is still very young, if there are any problems..."
After saying this, his voice began to tremble, and tears gathered in the corners of his eyes.
He is a half saint and also a father, how can he accept his daughter to die on the plane battlefield.
"It's not that serious." Jun Chang said with a smile.
Although the plane battlefield is quite cruel, if enough emperor-level and top powerhouses are dispatched, they may not be inferior to other plane powerhouses.
The system said: "The host is measured by the strength of his own sect, naturally there is no problem, but the emperor-level warriors of the Starfall Continent are really inferior in the battlefield of the plane."
"For example, the strong yellow characters from other planes."
"The overall strength is generally higher than that of the Martial Emperor of the Starfall Continent. If they go in, they will basically die."
"There is also this half-sage Mu City Lord, the host thinks that he will be stronger than the Xuanzi strong man who has been beheaded?"
After listening to what the system said, Jun Changxiao fell silent.
They fought on the plane battlefield and killed many strong men who besieged him. One thing has to be admitted, in the same realm, their strength is stronger than that of Starfall Continent warriors.
If you use technical terms to explain, the mysterious characters of other planes are all extremely high-level, and Mu City Lord is nothing more than a high-level one. Although the realm is the same, there is a gap in strength.
certainly.
The sovereign can do whatever he wants inside.
One is to rely on various equipment, and the other is to belong to the super level, there is no problem in leapfrogging, and it is invincible within the same level.
"Why."
City Lord Mu sighed: "This time my Starfall Continent was selected, it is undoubtedly a huge disaster."
"Can't refuse?"
"cannot."
"..."
Jun Chang laughed secretly: "It's quite domineering."
"Since the Battle of the Emperors, the attributes of the Starfall Continent have been deteriorating. How can it compete with other planes, and how can it expand its territory?" Mu Changhong's face became more and more ugly.
"Expand the territory?"
Jun Chang smiled and said, "What do you mean?"
Mu Changhong briefly informed the matter, and then said: "According to the regulations of the upper realm, if you develop your own territory to the size of a town, you can apply for early release, so as to minimize the loss."
"I see."
Jun Changxiao understood, and murmured in his heart: "It's not difficult to expand to the size of a town."