I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know XNUMX million points of skills, right?

Chapter 83 Eavesdropping
"He asked me to take this spiritual ball and use the National Master's Ceremony to select mortals with spiritual roots. It is best to be over 25 years old. The poor and humble ones are the first choice."

If Fang Wen didn't know about Jiuxiao's weirdness, knowing what they were doing behind his back, he would only feel ridiculous and angry.

"He asked me to recruit this group of people into the Imperial Master's Mansion. There is no need to rush to teach them how to practice. I just need to wait for the next instruction. Zhong Daoyou, do you think they want to cultivate another group of people like the new Grand Duke?"

"Probably. If fellow Taoist Fang doesn't do what he says, it may arouse suspicion. They don't dare to openly let people practice evil skills for the time being, so it doesn't matter if fellow Taoist Fang listens to him and recruits people first."

Zhong Lingge calculated the distance. It would take about five days for her to return to the other side of the Green Mountains from here. Once she climbed over the mountains that cut off the spiritual energy, she could send a message to her master and report back to the situation here.

Even though Master couldn't intervene personally, he could think ahead than she did and knew what to do to prevent the matter from getting worse.

If the Nine Heavens Sword Sect really ignites the war between Dao Demons, the Lower Domain will fall into chaos again, and the opportunity for the Heavenly Secret Change will evolve in an unfavorable direction.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, take these two escape talismans. If there is really danger, it is important to save your life."

"I can't accept it!"

Fang Wen waved his hand and sternly rejected Zhong Lingge's kindness.

"I know that fellow Taoist Zhong has good intentions, but since I started practicing Taoism, I have never been rewarded for my merits. I firmly believe that a reward will be repaid. I have done good deeds with fellow Taoists several times, and I can no longer be greedy."

"Hey, then be careful and run away if something goes wrong. Saving your life is more important than anything else."

Zhong Lingge didn't want to be persuaded. Monks who insisted on their true intentions had a stubborn side, and she was the same. Such people were often more trustworthy.

After leaving the Imperial Master's Mansion, Zhong Lingge affixed a fourth-level super-grade invisibility talisman for the first time. When Yuhe soared into the sky, not even the spiritual energy was stirred. It was smaller and inconspicuous than the movement of a mundane breeze.

Arriving at the foot of Geling Mountain, Zhong Lingge circled around and flew towards the Jiuxiao Sword Sect's stronghold. From a distance just within earshot of his spiritual consciousness, he eavesdropped on the conversation between the two Qi Refining disciples below.

"Deacon Li is so unlucky. He got involved in a battle between real people. The golden elixir he worked hard for was shattered. Now he is demoted to ordinary people and does things without any complaints. If it were him, I would be furious. And die."

"He is a senior who has condensed the golden elixir, and his sword heart is stable. What's more, he is still an upright inner disciple of Jiuxiao after the golden elixir was shattered. Unlike us who have been handymen since we entered the sect, naturally we are not in such a good mood."

The tone of the two of them was slightly sour and jealous, and their eyes almost turned red when they talked about Li Fengyang's treatment after the golden elixir was broken.

"I heard that the sect gave him a fifth-level super-grade scripture-cleansing and marrow-cutting pill, and also gave him a piece of heavenly black stone to mend his sword. This is a treatment that the elite disciples of the inner sect, no, even the direct disciples of the elders, don't get! "

"He didn't have the foresight to run into a high-level fighting circle and accidentally hit and killed a Nascent Soul cultivator who was about to die. Is this called meritorious service? It's almost called picking up the slack! No wonder they say luck is part of strength! But he It’s hard to say whether luck is good or bad, a blessing in disguise? But I don’t want this blessing!”

Zhong Lingge listened to the gossip of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect for a while and learned that Li Fengyang was indeed injured in the battle for territory in the Linglu Secret Realm, as she had guessed, and that he also accidentally killed a Nascent Soul casual cultivator and gained the sect. Lots of rewards.

The fifth-level sutra-cleansing and marrow-cutting elixir is one of the top elixirs in the lower realm. It can usually be found at large auctions. The sect has some stock in hand, but it will not be easily given to disciples below Nascent Soul.

The Outer Space Black Stone is even more precious. It is not a resource from the Lower Domain. It is a spiritual mineral mined from the Outer Space Flying Star. It is the strongest metal material known in the world today.

Flying stars are rare to see in a hundred years, and they come with no regularity. You can only rely on luck to wait for them to land and then mine them.Since the separation of the upper and lower realms, there have been only eight recorded flying stars. Most of the extraterrestrial black stones mined from these eight flying stars are in the treasury of the seven sects and eight clans, and no one knows where the rest went.

The two disciples below were talking more and more vigorously, but they did not notice a spiritual energy fluctuation in the distance at all.

Zhong Lingge was the first to discover the aura, and it was Li Fengyang.

She gloated as she watched Li Fengyang land in front of the two disciples. They were so frightened that they fell off their chairs and knelt on the ground, not daring to move. She managed to hold back her laughter.

Lin Xiaojiu was very happy to see it, and laughed in the voice transmission: "Haha! They want dog to bite dog!"

Zhong Lingge also believed that Li Fengyang would be angry, so he wanted to see a good show and planned to see the two Jiuxiao disciples defeated before leaving.

Unexpectedly, Li Fengyang looked calm and raised his hand to help the two of them sit down. His consciousness led a chair to sit next to them. When he spoke, his voice was calm and gentle, as if he had no emotion at all.

"You have been guarding here for many years and have selected many reserve disciples for the sect. I will apply for subsidies and rewards from the sect. I know that I have received a lot, which seems unfair to you, but for me, there is no talent. Earth treasures are more important than being able to advance."

When Li Fengyang talked about advancement, a hint of imperceptible evil flashed in his eyes, and his gentle voice was also tinged with coldness.

"How great it is to be able to advance. I thought I could walk step by step to the upper realm and go further than the upper realm. How could I have expected that I would take on such a mission and come here today! If I could go back to the past, I'm not willing to change anything for you! You really think I'm taking the initiative, that's all, so what's the use of telling you."

Li Fengyang smiled self-deprecatingly, lowered his eyes to suppress the anger in his eyes, and his spiritual aura gradually returned to calm.

The two disciples couldn't help but sigh, with obvious guilt on their faces, and they apologized to him again and again.

"It doesn't have to be like this. I just felt something for a moment. I just said it casually. Don't take it to heart." Li Fengyang regained his good-tempered appearance, and with a gentle voice, he changed the subject and talked about his experience in practicing swordsmanship.

Zhong Lingge did not stop any longer and encouraged Feihe to continue on his way, without attracting attention from below.

"Why do I feel that Li Fengyang is so sinister? Lingge, what do you think?"

"I looked at it with my own eyes, and I felt something wasn't right."

Zhong Lingge restrained her consciousness when Li Fengyang appeared and relied on her spiritual power to cover her ears and eyes to hear and see clearly. Even though the distance was far away, she could still clearly see the fleeting hatred in those gloomy eyes.

Does he hate the Jiuxiao Sword Sect?Or every disciple in the sect who can continue to practice?
"He just said, 'You really think I took the initiative,' but he stopped mid-sentence. It sounds like there was another reason for his involvement in the Nascent Soul Battlefield."

The internal fighting in the big sect is just as cruel as the fighting outside. The scheming and scheming are endless, and the trouble is endless.Zhong Lingge felt annoyed when he thought about it. It was better for their Ji Dao Sect. With a small number of people working together, they would not encounter such a complicated situation.

When he thought of his fellow disciples, Zhong Lingge's heart returned like an arrow, and he sped up and flew towards the other side of Geling Mountain.

(End of this chapter)