"Thank you for your hard work, you all go down and rest, the next trade of grain, I have to trouble Shunxi to go there in person." Qin Wumian flicked his fingers, and immediately a trace of invisible internal energy flew out of the air and landed with precision. On the right shoulders of Li Shunxi and several people present, the internal energy melted into the skin under their clothes like water flowing into the sea.
Li Shunxi suddenly felt trembling all over, his body was warm and uncomfortable, knowing that the leader used his own skills to cleanse their bodies, warming up their hidden wounds, he bowed his hands gratefully to Qin Wumian, then turned around and left with the others respectfully.
This kind of warming and nurturing is extremely time-consuming and laborious. With just this warming and nurturing, Qin Wumian's meditation practice for half a day was wiped out. And this kind of devotion is commonplace in the Wumeng, and many people have received his help.
After waiting for Li Shunxi and others to leave, Qin Wumian lightly picked up the bamboo tube, touched the sealing wax on the mouth of the tube, and immediately the red sealing wax silently turned into powder and fell naturally.
He tilted the bamboo tube, poured out a thick roll of pale yellow paper, and unfolded it gently.
Holding the scroll, Qin Wumian looked at it carefully at first with a calm expression. As he checked more and more content, his eyes lit up slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
Snapped.
The paper roll was suddenly crumpled into a ball, then turned into yellow powder by internal force in a blink of an eye, and then scattered from between his fingers, floated out of the terrace, and was evenly blown by the wind towards the pale green water pool.
"Come here." Qin Wumian said brightly.
"I've met the leader!" A figure wearing a green outfit and a green mask quickly appeared on the pavilion square under the terrace, and knelt down on one knee towards Qin Wumian above.
"Go invite Master Zhang Wuya to come and have a talk." Qin Wumian smiled.
"yes."
The green figures stood up, their feet touched the ground, and they flew into the air one after another, at such a fast speed that they disappeared within a few strokes.
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Zhang Wuya sat in the center of the Weilu Hall, motionless, his mind was full of thoughts, his face was neither happy nor sad, but his eyes flickered slightly, and his white knuckles were clenched, it could be seen that he was quite excited at this time .
The Martial League is a mixed alliance of Tianyuan masters who are unwilling to be enslaved among mortals, and the Ye faction of the aristocratic family who treats mortals with a gentle attitude, to fight against the mixed alliance of blood faction families and demons and ghosts.
Therefore, in terms of status, the Tianyuan people belonged to the alliance relationship with the Ye faction family, not subordinate.
But because of the strength gap between Tian Yuan and Shi Jiazi, they have always been very aggrieved in the martial arts league. Whether it is for missions or other things, most of them have to rely on Shi Jiazi.
Even if the old immortals represented by Zhang Wuya are all Tianyuan masters, but because they are pure warriors, their strength cannot reach the special level, so they are all treated equally and regarded as weak support personnel.
Therefore, in various tasks, they have always been assigned to do logistics and auxiliary intelligence work. Over time, they have become synonymous with weak and weak groups.
The most frightening thing is that the entire Martial League, no matter whether it is aristocratic families or a large part of their own Tianyuan masters, gradually began to take this division of labor for granted, and ordinary people can only do side tasks such as logistics and intelligence. No matter how hard you try, you will never be an opponent of the family.
"If there is no hope sent by the leader of this trip, if this continues, the bad voice against us in the Wumeng will become more and more loud... After a long time, I am afraid that even all Tianyuan will only think that they can only do things. Do the work of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.
Once you put all your hopes on snatching the magic blade of the magic weapon, what is the difference between such an idea and those families of the blood faction
Martial arts will definitely bring hope and a way out to civilians. " Zhang Wuya's heart was agitated, and the leader's letter in his hand was pulled by him like a rare treasure.
"Mr. Zhang, have you arranged the manpower yet? And the route? The secret book must be the original, which has been carefully instructed by the leader." A tall, thin middle-aged man strode into the Weilu Hall, followed by several young men. People are all wearing light green half-length leather armor, wearing white tights on their heads, and a green jade the size of a fingernail is inlaid between their eyebrows.
They are the leader of this trip, Qin Wumian, who arranged to escort the master of the trade. The middle-aged man who led the team called Guan Nian, and his Luyi team was behind him.
"Okay, good morning, this trip is related to the food rations in the Guli League, so naturally Zhang does not dare to neglect!" Zhang Wuya stood up and said loudly.
He is eighty-nine years old this year, and since he joined the Wumeng after achieving Tianyuan more than ten years ago, he has been leading other Tianyuan in the Wumeng, planning and managing logistics for the entire organization. He himself is also the most powerful Tianyuan master in the entire martial arts league, not one of them.
"Okay, okay, or you don't want to go, old man, I'll be here this time, so nothing will happen to you." Guan Nian said with his chest in his arms.
Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you go or not, he murmured to himself.
For the dedicated Tianyuan and warriors in the league who manage the logistics, although he is very grateful to respect them for their dedication and support when they fight for him and others.
But for Zhang Wuya, a diehard who refuses to admit defeat and uses martial arts to compete with his family for the limelight, he doesn't think so from the bottom of his heart.
"If you are weak, you are poor. Why are you ashamed to admit it? If you are weak, do logistics well. Isn't it good for everyone to divide labor and cooperate? Isn't it good that we do the work, and you come to transport the grain and grass?" This is him A speech that has been made publicly on a certain occasion.
But these old stubborn people are just not reconciled, they are always tossing and tossing, and they are obviously not strong enough, but they still insist on talking. Those who yelled all day were those candidates who represented the hopes of the warriors.
But as far as the candidates in those lists are known as the top wizards of human martial arts, to be honest, he secretly sent someone to try their hands, and they couldn't even beat the hand of his weakest brother... .
His younger brother's weakest is also a person who has practiced pure auxiliary secret arts in the single-level pattern, but even so, there is still no suspense.
Seeing that Zhang Wuya was already old, still looking forward to hope, always paying attention to the hopeful stars on the list, he never had the heart to tell him this cruel fact. People always need to have some illusions and hopes.
"I said old man... Did you find another star of hope this trip? Last time you found that Zhang Songyu, you had this expression." Guan Nian said helplessly.
"Let's not talk nonsense, Zhang Songyu has recently retreated, and he must have some insights. After leaving the customs, it is very likely that his martial arts will greatly improve, and he may have a chance to break through the extraordinary line!" Zhang Wuya blew his beard and stared.
Guan Nian was helpless, he couldn't say that the reason why Zhang Songyu retreated was because his younger brother beat him. If he really said that, the old man would definitely faint on the spot, and maybe he would be dragged to the leader to judge.
He couldn't bear to stand with an old man and fight a war of words for several hours.
"All right, all right, whatever you say is what you say. Speaking of which, who is the target of this transaction with us? What about the order arranged by the lord? It is rare to say that Zhong Yunxiu and I will go out together."
"This time, this time..." Mentioning this transaction, Zhang Wuya was visibly excited, "The person who traded with us this time can be said to be the number one master in the Northland, and the true star of hope among my pure fighters !! Red Whale Gang Leader Lu Sheng!"
"Lu Sheng? Leader of the Red Whale? Isn't the leader of the Red Whale the old man surnamed Hong who is the leader of the Chiri Gate? I remember borrowing a map from him before." Guan Nian asked doubtfully.
"Lu Sheng is the head of Chisun Sect who just took office not long ago. He is a genius. He has cultivated the Chiji mentality in the sect to an extremely high level. At the same time, it is said that he has dabbled in hard skills, sword skills..."
"Okay, okay, don't tell me about martial arts, I'm not interested, let's talk about business first, business." Guan Nian was speechless, and quickly stopped Zhang Wuya's long speech. He was only interested in the tyrannical secret technique activated by the power of blood. Martial arts, that kind of thing, can't stop a secret technique from being gently rubbed down in a lifetime of practice, does it make sense
Zhang Wuya was interrupted by Guan Nian, he was so angry that he couldn't do anything, his face turned red, but there was nothing he could do about it.
"Zhang just wanted to remind Captain Guan that the leader of this road is very powerful, maybe you can try to recruit him..."
"Mr. Zhang, it's good for you to call yourself an old man like other old men. At such an age, you still belong to so-and-so. No matter how strong the leader of this road is, he is still a Tianyuan. What does it matter if you absorb it or not?"
Guan Nian knew these old Tianyuan elders, and always believed that warriors would have the possibility to fight against the strange and the aristocratic family. But facts are facts, and countless facts have proved that this is just a whimsical idea.
"Okay, stop dawdling, pack up, it's time for us to hit the road." Guan Nian finally reminded. "Show me the handbook quickly, so that I can determine the time and place."
Zhang Wuya had no choice but to throw the handwriting in his hand towards Guan Nian.
Guan Nian, as one of the several masters in the league, is the top killer in the family of the double-grain level. Although he has a good relationship with Zhang Wuya, he doesn't care about what he says. But in this regard, like the other great masters, he dismissed Tian Yuan and ordinary people's expectations of martial arts.
This is actually quite normal. Every time we learn that a powerful warrior is born, after careful investigation, we finally find out that it is the blood of a family. After coming and going, everyone's expectations for martial arts are getting lower and lower.
Qin Wumian sent Guan Nian and Zhong Yunxiu this time because they have the gentlest attitude towards ordinary people, because Lu Sheng is a pure human warrior without any family blood. In addition, Mr. Zhang Wuya is with the team, so it is easy to have a close relationship.
After reading the handbook, Guan Nian didn't care about the record of the suspected head-on repelling of the Deputy Master of the Red Square mentioned in it. Let's not talk about the fact that the umbrella girl of the Red Square had a hard fight with the Zhen family and her injuries were not healed. Similar suspicions have been seen on other Stars of Hope. After spending time, manpower and material resources to investigate, it was finally found that it was just a farce.
There are too many such examples.
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At night, the full moon hangs high.
At the pier outside the Red Whale, there are more than a dozen bullock carts that have been prepared for a long time. Big sacks of grain were hidden under the pockets piled on the cart.
Bags of worn-out clothing were placed on the surfaces of these cars as a cover. The deepest part of the bottom is the food.
Lu Sheng brought a total of five thousand catties, fifty catties per bag, and one hundred bags on dozens of grain trucks.
"Are you ready?" Lu Sheng rode on the black horse, and looked back at everyone in the team.
"Everything is ready." Ning San ran back and forth in a low voice, "Chen Ying's leader and Elder Duan asked when to start, the ox cart is slow, if they don't leave, I'm afraid they won't arrive until dawn."
"Let's go when you're ready." Lu Sheng said calmly. If he can get in touch with the mysterious forces behind Li Shunxi this trip, he may be able to quickly get enough new martial arts. The hard work of the middle collection has no effect on him, only high-level hard work may be able to generate new stimulation to his positive state.
Lu Sheng squinted his eyes as he looked at the dozens of bullock carts in a row, but his heart was drifting to the martial arts he had practiced.
'The hard work is the container, and the internal force is the water in the container. After the internal air is liquefied, only by continuously strengthening and enlarging the container can it accommodate more and stronger internal air.
I have to plan ahead and collect hard work first. In case the liquefied internal gas cannot be accommodated in the future, the body cannot be lifted. Once again, stagnation of cultivation occurred. '
"It's ready."
"Ready!"
"Ready!"
The gang members beside the bullock cart made noises one after another. Seeing this, Lu Sheng slowly raised his hand.
"Set off!"