Chapter 11 The Expendables
"Are the Taoist friends of the Qianji School coming?
Ah!?
It's Brother Dingtian who leads the team!
Come here, please. Your camp has been arranged!"
A cloud of fire came to the front of the Qianji faction. A middle-aged monk in gorgeous clothes flashed in the cloud. Looking at his dress, he should be the elder of the Jindan period of the Vladivine religion.
"Brother Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that your cultivation has improved again.
Are all the other factions here?"
"Except for the farthest cold palace, everyone else has arrived." The monk surnamed Yan replied with a smile.
"They are impatient. Isn't the date of gathering set ten days later?
Ding Qian, Tu Ke, you arrange your disciples to enter the camp, and I'm going to see my old friends for a while!" After saying that, Dingtian flew away with the monk surnamed Yan.
More than 2,000 disciples began to move into the camp in an orderly manner. The whole process was busy and not messy. This is a big gathering in the world of great cultivation. Any attention will lose the face of the sect.
Three days later.
"Sister Leng, I finally look forward to your Leng You Palace. Now it's great. The Vu God Sect and the Eight Sects have arrived.
We are the main force of jihad, and we must make a good calculation!"
Seeing that the monk surnamed Yan led a cold middle-aged female nun into the handsome tent. In the handsome position, one person claimed that it was good.
His name is Lie Yan. He is a peak monk in the Jindan period. He is currently the deputy vice-principal of the Daqian branch of the Vulcan religion. He is also the commander-in-chief of this jihad.
"What's there to discuss about this? Either time, it's arranged by your Vucan religion. Let's just do it." He is worthy of being a person from Leng Yougong. He has a cold nature, a cold face and cold words.
"Ha ha, Sister Leng, what are you talking about?
In the century-old holy war, the general arrangement of troops is nothing more than the usual arrangement in previous years.
But this time, I have thought about it over and over again, and I feel that we can no longer defend passively as in previous years.
According to this seat, our nine factions need to send an elite team to take the initiative to enter the Demon Valley.
This can seriously demorale the demon side and disrupt their offensive deployment.
Second, these people can also be responsible for reconnaissance and keep abreast of the movements of the demon army.
The most important point is that there has been no silver armored warrior in three holy wars in our great cultivation world. If we don't fight again in this session, where will our faces go!"
"Oh, have you discussed the result?" Leng Rushuang showed great interest.
"The heads of our eight sects have their own opinions. Four of us are in favor of our proposal and four are against it. We just want to hear your opinion." Lie Yan said quietly.
"I agree with your proposal!" To everyone's surprise, Leng Rushuang actually agreed in one bite.
"I heard that a talented monk who had not been seen for ten thousand years appeared in the Lengyou Palace. At a young age, he was blessed by the goddess of ice and snow and gave him the accompanying mythical beast Bingfeng. It seems that the rumor is true." Someone here immediately answered the message.
"Yes, Bing'er is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime genius. Even if I meet her, I dare not say that I will win.
This time, even if the fire monster does not propose, Binger will go into the Wanyao Valley alone. The title of silver armored warrior will be determined in Lengyou Palace!"
No wonder Leng Rushuang is so active. It turns out that her cards are so hard!
"Is it comparable to you?" The people present took a deep breath.
Leng Rushuang is the peak cultivation of Jin Dan in the later period. If the strength of a foundation-building monk can compete with her, it will be really terrible.
"Good!
With such a talent, we Daqian will definitely win a beautiful battle this time.
Since Sister Leng agreed, it's settled!
VIII and the eight factions, each faction must send a strong monk to join the commando, and the other candidates will be openly recruited, which will be judged by a few of us.
As soon as Lie Yan patted the table, he settled the matter.
Dingtian returned to the camp depressedly.
"Father, I don't think you look unhappy. What's going on?" Dingtian has a stinky face, and he is in a bad mood at first glance.
"The old guy Lie Yan, who wants to fight for success, pulls us back.
What kind of commando did he make? Each faction must send a strong disciple to participate. Isn't this asking us to send people to be cannon fodder?
"The commando? What commando?" Several core disciples asked curiously.
What will happen to Dingtian will be told out.
"What a good thing! I want to sign up for the commando!" Tuco was the first to jump out.
"Participate in a fart!
Don't think how strong you are. I was also full of confidence in those years, but after a few battles, I knew the fear of the enemy.
The monsters that appeared in the holy war are not like those low-level monsters that are slaughtered by us outside. There are many spirit beast-level monsters. Now I have to avoid three points when I meet them. With your strength, do you still want to enter the Demon Valley? In less than a month, you are bound to lose your life.
None of you are allowed to go. Act honestly according to the previous arrangement. As long as you can get the titles of two bronze warriors, I will be satisfied.
Ding Tian scolded Tu Ke. He was willing to die in his heart, but the problem was that if Tu Ke died like this, it would be strange that his grandfather and father would not fight for him.
"What should we do?
If you send someone casually, isn't it a fall into the prestige of our Qianji faction?
Or I'll forget it. It's been 50 years since I reached the peak of the foundation-building period, and my mood has not broken through. Maybe I can break through in the face of the battle of life and death. Ding Qian said softly.
"You are not allowed to go either. Give me honest achievements and come back with a golden elixir!
Maybe you can break through by taking another gold elixir. This time, your burden is very heavy, because you have received a gold elixir assigned by the sect. This time, you must kill the demon alone to get the title of bronze armor warrior.
Although Ding Qian is the son of Ding Tian, the golden elixir is so precious that even Ding Tian can't be selfish.
Ding Qian has used the gold elixir assigned by the sect. If he wants to get another one, he must rely on himself.
"Then how should we explain to the Vnoon religion?"
"Tuk, go and call all the foundation-building monks for a meeting and see what's going on!" Dingtian decided to find a substitute.
"It's a meeting. It's a meeting. Everyone, please be quiet. The second elder has something to say." Tuke signaled everyone to calm down.
"All of you, just now, at the alliance leader's meeting, our nine sects jointly formulated a battle plan. This time, we decided not to passively defend, but to send an elite team to enter the demon valley and go straight to the nest of the monsters.
This is a great honor and opportunity. If you enter the Demon Valley, you will earn your own. There are many monsters in the Demon Valley, and you can get more combat achievements. If you are lucky, you may save all the title of Bronze Armor Warrior in five years.
In accordance with the principle of fairness, as long as the monks are strong enough, they can sign up. I will choose one of the applicants to participate in the commando.
As Ding Tian said, the quota of the commando team became popular.
"Father, I'll sign up!" Ding Qian was the first to jump out.
"I'll sign up!" Tuko is the second.
"I'll go!"
"Gone for me!"
Knowing that the core disciples of the insider jumped out one by one. In fact, they are all trust.
However, Dingtian obviously underestimated the IQ of a group of disciples during the foundation-building period. Although he said it with saliva, and the performance of the children was also three points, there was no one who picked up.
It's a joke. It really sounds like a hot-blooded thing to enter the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons and hit the nest of monsters.
However, fools know that hot-blooded people don't live long, not to mention that those here are all human spirits.
"I'll go!" After a while, Huan suddenly jumped out. The second sister and the third sister kept pulling her clothes, and she ignored it.
"It's just you?
Do you still want to go to the cultivation in the early stage of foundation?
Is there no one left in our Qianjipai?
Seeing that it was a rookie who finally jumped out, Dingtian was immediately furious.
"Isn't it possible in the early stage of foundation construction?" As soon as the illusion opened his three eyes, in an instant, the powerful divine consciousness pressed towards Dingtian.
"Oh!"
From disdain at the beginning to the need to seriously resist the oppression of illusion, Ding Tian was shocked.
Good boy, this little girl's consciousness is so strong!
Her divine cultivation is only higher or lower than that of the monks in the early days of Jindan.
"Huh! You have seen my strength!" If you have a good vision, stop it and stop the provocative behavior.
"Light and mind is useless. It's not a dish to fight."
Dingtian's brain is thinking quickly, weighing the pros and cons, but still can't send illusions.
Her cultivation should be able to meet the standard, but if she is sent to die, how will her daughter work?
What's more, Huan is indeed a rare genius of the three-eyed clan, and Dingtian can't help but have a love for talent.
"If you don't let me go, I will also sign up. It has spread all outside. In addition to the candidates recommended by the nine sects, is there also a way of open recruitment?"
These days, Huan has been thinking about how to get rid of teaming up with her senior sister. With such an opportunity, of course she cares about it.
"Nonsense, you are the core disciple of our Qianji faction. Instead of signing up in the door, you go to participate in some open recruitment. Doesn't it make outsiders laugh at the injustice of our Qianji faction?
Since you are determined to go, then speak according to your strength.
If you are stronger than those who have signed up, I will let you go.
Dingtian has an official tone. In fact, it's not up to him who is stronger and who is weak. It's not enough to have a public competition.
However, except for fantasy, no other stupid bird jumped out, and Dingtian returned to his temporary cave depressedly.
"Father, you can't let Huan go to death. She just built the foundation in the early stage and sent her there. Don't be laughed at by other sects." Ding Qian followed up anxiously.
"Hid you, I know that you still have feelings for Chongqing. You are harmed by the demoness of Chongqing.
You saw it just now. I didn't force her. She was going to die by herself. Who's to blame?
Besides, her strength is not as weak as you think. If you really fight, you may not be her opponent. Ding Tian understood his son's thoughts too well.
"It's impossible. The illusion is a little bigger. Even if she is a genius, she can't be better than me.
Besides, she is her sister's heart, and she also inherits the Dream Tree. How can you tell your sister if you send her to die? Ding Qian didn't believe his father at all.
"Presumptuous, do I need to explain to her?
It's not that you didn't see it. I kindly persuaded her, but she insisted on going and said that if I didn't let her go, she would sign up by herself. In this case, why didn't I complete her?
It was decided in this way that Huan sent to participate in the commando team on behalf of Qianji. Dingtian is a person who is soft and not hard. The more others confront him, the more stubborn he is.
"She is too simple. As soon as she was encouraged by your words, she was fooled. I can't let her die. I'm going to tell her the truth. I'm going to die, I'll die for her!"
Ding Qian is also a stubborn person, otherwise, he would not have been able to get around for so many years.
"Did you rebel? No one can change what I decided. Ding Tian was furious and saw a flash of white light. He actually did something to his son. Poor Ding Qian was firmly trapped by his father's spell and could not move.