I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

Long Hao's heart seemed to be blown by a gust of cold wind. Although he thought that this female evil ghost with perfect foundation establishment would be difficult to deal with, he really didn't expect his tried and tested method to be broken so easily.

This kind of absolute crushing in strength reminded him of when he was fighting with his wife. Although his wife had a gentle face, he never had the slightest chance of winning.

Observing the surrounding battlefields with his spiritual sense, he found that two of his comrades had already died. Long Hao knew that his time was running out.

Long Hao has a top-quality flying sword made of magical materials such as the True Crane Sword, and the body of the crouching sword also has a bonus to the speed of the flying sword, so the speed of Yujian is quite amazing, but he never thought of leaving his companions to escape alone.

Long Hao turned his fingers upright into a sword, his fingertips exuded a golden aura, spiritual power and soul power injected into the flying sword at an accelerated speed.

But soon Long Hao's face became more and more ugly.

Although the green flying sword's aura became stronger and its blade trembled unceasingly, it was still held firmly by the female ghost's hand, showing no sign of trying to break free.

On the contrary, a large amount of blood gushed out from the female ghost's hand and covered and entangled the flying sword. For a while, the aura of the flying sword began to shake and dim.

At this time, among the eight silver flying swords that were caught in the blood mist, seven of the clones were already shattered, and the aura of the flying sword itself began to become unstable at the end.

Long Hao felt a sense of desperation, gritted his teeth and resolutely gave up the green flying sword, and began to concentrate all his spiritual power and consciousness on the silver-white flying sword, and the aura of the silver flying sword became a little brighter.

"Yin~~~"

With a clear sound coming from the sword body, the silver flying sword turned into a silver light, broke away from the blood mist and moved away from Yun Jiu'an.

And the female ghost handed the green flying sword to Yun Jiu'an as if offering a treasure, and put her arms around Yun Jiu'an's arm and stuck her whole body on it, Yun Jiu'an's arm was sunk in a white ball.

"Lang Jun, what do you think Yan'er caught for you?"

The female ghost made a coquettish voice, with a gesture of complimenting me quickly.

If it weren't for the dark eyes and the strong blood all over her body, she would have thought she was a delicate and lovely little lady.

After taking the green flying sword and looking it over, Yun Jiu'an found that it turned out to be a high-quality magic weapon, so he put the green flying sword into the storage bag with satisfaction.

Even with his status and status, this top-grade magic weapon is very rare.

Yun Jiu comforted the pretty face of the female evil ghost and said in a warm voice: "As expected of my good Yaner."

After frolicking for a while, one person and one ghost looked at Long Hao, all with expressions of cat and mouse.

Seeing Long Hao's expression, the female ghost patted herself plump, and said with a frightened expression: "Sister is timid, little brother, don't look at my sister with such fierce eyes, my heart is thumping with fright." Let’s jump~~~.”

"But little brother, your spirit power is exhausted, even if you give you a talisman, you won't be able to move it."

"It's better to go with my sister, my sister will take good care of you~~."

There seemed to be a certain force in the female ghost's voice, and Long Hao felt a little desire to surrender.

At this moment, the sound of Jianming sounded from Long Hao's body, and a fierce sword energy swayed towards the surroundings accompanied by a sound of Jianming. The female cultivator's voice was completely cut off, and Long Hao's consciousness instantly recovered.

The female ghost glanced at Long Hao unexpectedly, she didn't expect that this boy in the early stage of foundation establishment could easily break his own secret technique, which aroused her interest.

Long Hao, who had regained his sobriety, felt chills on his back, and his face was gloomy. If it wasn't for the body of the crouching sword to automatically protect the master just now, the consequences would have been disastrous.

At this moment, not only did he lose a top-quality flying sword, but at the same time, the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted.

Long Hao has already deeply felt the huge gap in strength, but he still has no thoughts of running away. Even if he exhausts his whole body and fights for his life, even if he dies, he will not take a step back!

Long Hao didn't say anything harsh, let alone roar, but took out a few Pyro Explosion Talismans from his storage bag and pasted them on his body one by one.

Seeing this scene, Yun Jiuan was also furious.

"Dare you kid!"

I have to capture this kid alive to get the great benefit of offering a reward. If I only get the corpse, it is worthless. I have never heard that the corpse can be taken away.

Just when Long Hao had the will to die, the yellow orb hanging around Long Hao's neck shone.

an hour later

Long Hao and others returned to Fortress No. 12, and everyone looked at Long Hao with complicated expressions.

And Long Hao felt the eyes of his companions, so he naturally knew what they were thinking, but the problem was that he couldn't explain some things clearly.

Walking to the gate of the fortress, the leading monk surnamed Feng coughed lightly.

When everyone's eyes came together, they said to Long Hao: "This time I was able to save the day thanks to Fellow Daoist Long. Feng thanked you this time, and I will repay you in the future, it's just that."

The monk surnamed Feng hesitated for a while, but continued.

"It's just that I will ask my fellow Taoist to talk to me in the future. Feng was already desperate at that time, and I really thought he was going to die. Who knew that there would be a friend. Cough cough cough."

The rest of the people also nodded repeatedly.

Long Hao has explained many times along the way that he didn't know he had a hole card, but his teammates didn't believe it.

"I see."

Long Hao could only answer in this way.

The monk surnamed Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "It's very good. Although we survived, two comrades still died."

"I will report this to the organization at Fort 25 later. The organization will take good care of their families. Well, everyone has their own injuries. Let's rest for a while, let's go."

Long Hao watched his teammates leave one by one, pursed his lips, looked away and walked into the fortress.

Hall of Merit, Jiang Yun's room.

Jiang Yun was meditating on the bunk. A small white clock the size of a cup floated above his palm and turned slowly, exuding a faint halo of five colors, and mysterious runes loomed all over his body.

There are strange patterns engraved on the surface of the small clock. At first glance, it seems impossible to understand what it is, but if you look closely, you can see that there are mountains, seas, forests, deserts, and the sun.

Jiang Yun changed several spells with his hands, the lines on the surface of the little clock began to light up, and the body of the clock began to tremble slightly, but it returned to calm after a while.

Jiang Yun frowned slightly, and Xiao Zhong turned into a white light and flew into his body.

Jiang Yun couldn't help sighing when he saw Xiao Zhong who was warmed by the pill fire in his body through his spiritual consciousness.

"It's still a little worse. The warming time of this magic weapon is too short to withstand the full power of that supernatural power. At present, it can only be regarded as barely released. I'm afraid it won't reach one-third of the power."

I saw that the futon instantly became a foot in size. Jiang Yun lay on the bunk with his whole body on the bunk, his hands resting on his head, thinking about something.

Jiang Yun recalled this year's experience, and he could describe it in one word: busy!

In the past year, Jiang Yun and other alchemy cultivators from the seven sects stationed at Jinguyuan, and were named commander-in-chief by the ancestors.

Jiang Yun refused at first, thinking it was too troublesome.

But Master Hong Patriarch replied with a sentence that left him speechless.

The original words are: "You are a black-hearted kid with a lot of evil ideas, you can give us old guys a rest assured!"

So Jiang Yun took office directly in this way, and directly became the highest power in the Jinguyuan battlefield.

Jiang Yun suspected that the reason why the old monsters did this was because his previous operations gave the old monsters an inexplicable confidence.

Since the Yuanying old monsters of the seven factions have already spoken, and Jiang Yun decides everything on the battlefield, even if the alchemy elders of the seven factions are dissatisfied, they dare not express it openly.

But I don't know how to scold Jiang Yun secretly, Jiang Yun doesn't care, he is not a spirit stone, how could everyone like it?

The first thing Jiang Yun did after taking office was to gather the elders together for a meeting.

The following is the meeting

Jiang Yun looked at dozens of elders of the Seven Sects with a humble smile.

"All fellow daoists are the mainstay of our seven sects. Each of you has rich experience and skills. Jiang has a lot to learn from fellow daoists."

"I am still young, and some fellow Taoists here have lived for four or five hundred years. It can be said that the years I have lived are only a fraction of them. Although the ancestors gave me great power, Jiang Mou absolutely I dare not force you with sect rules."

The elders were very satisfied when they heard this, especially the eyes of a few old guys looking at Jiang Yun with contempt.

However, Nangong Wan and others who knew Jiang Yun better were very puzzled.

They don't know that although Jiang Yun looks handsome and speaks kindly, he is by no means a kind-hearted fellow who suffers easily. Did you take the wrong medicine today?

"Jiang suddenly felt very apprehensive about taking on this important task. He always wanted to learn from you. Not only me, but the young people in the entire Jinguyuan and even the entire Yue Kingdom should learn from you. I would like to invite you to fight in the future. Go all out, Jiang once again thank you in advance."

Just like that, the meeting ended, some elders were expressionless, some elders were thoughtful, and some old guys looked smug.

Until something happened not long after.

At that time, a demon cultivator at the middle stage of alchemy and an early alchemy led their troops to an important stronghold of the Seven Sects. At that time, the Seven Sects had an old guy at the late stage of alchemy stationed there.

In the end, the elder held back a demon cultivator in the middle stage of alchemy, and another demon cultivator in the early stage of alchemy led his troops to break through the stronghold. After that, the elder evacuated with a few disciples, and the rest basically died.

If this was the case in the past, it would be fine, and no one would be held accountable for fishing on the battlefield, after all, the old face is there.

But this battle spread throughout the entire Jinguyuan battlefield in a very short period of time.

Everyone knew that a certain elder in the late stage of alchemy was unable to deal with a monk in the middle stage of alchemy and a monk in the early stage of alchemy.

There was a lot of buzz about this matter, and there were various versions everywhere.

It is generally: "Do you know who is so and so from such and such sect?

"Oh, it's that elder, I heard it's because of him"

"Yeah, I can't think of a certain school with a thousand-year reputation, what happened. Really."

"Isn't it?"

Some people say that this elder likes women, and he has ten daughters every day, so it is useless to lose both energy and blood.

Some said that perhaps it wasn't that this elder was useless individually, but that the entire sect was not good enough to inherit, even if the cultivation base was higher than the opponent, he couldn't win.

Some even say that this elder is a spy of the Demonic Dao.

Not only the old guy, but even his disciples have no face to be human later.

Although there are not many people who dare to ridicule face to face, after all, their status as elder disciples is still higher than most people. But secretly being pointed at by countless people.

No matter where these people go, they feel that other people look at them very strangely. There is even a disciple who originally made a marriage contract with a female cultivator of the Xiuxian family, because the matter fell through.

The Xiuxian family directly stated that the reputation accumulated by their family for hundreds of years cannot be hurt.

In short, an unusual fishing behavior in the past brought consequences beyond imagination.

At this time, all the elders finally understood what Jiang Yun meant by letting all young people learn from them

The elder was furious and went to Jiang Yun to settle accounts. As a result, Jiang Yun's face was no longer the amiable, humble and friendly face at the meeting, but changed instantly.

Jiang Yun said unceremoniously in front of the old guy:

"Listen carefully, if negativity and sabotage lead to huge losses on the battlefield, it's fine to die in battle. After all, I don't care about the dead."

"But if I come back alive, I don't care if so-and-so's old face will be lost."

The elder looked at the token in Jiang Yun's hand that had been imbued with spiritual power by the old monsters of the seven sects of Nascent Soul, opened his mouth and finally did not dare to get angry, and left with a dark old face.

Some old guys who rely on the old to sell the old are thinking of fooling around. After all, they are old, experienced, and have many disciples.

But they don't want to lose their reputation for hundreds of years before their longevity is exhausted, and they will lose their reputation at the end of the festival!

All the alchemy monks suddenly felt that the world was really dark, and at the same time they became very afraid of Jiang Yun.

The elder who ate the first crab actually developed a heart demon, and took his disciples to the front line to fight desperately.

In the next few months, the elder worked hard and achieved considerable results. After Jiang Yun's propaganda, he gradually recovered his reputation.

But then he looked at Jiang Yun with fear, as if Jiang Yun was plotting against him at any time.

Jiang Yun's various operations in the past year since the start of the war have also made the elders of the seven major factions pay more and more attention to Jiang Yun. They found that there is nothing to lose that Jiang Yun dare not do.

One sentence describes it as: "If this kid becomes an enemy, it will be terrible! Be cruel to your own people, and even more cruel to your enemies!"

In the beginning, there were some senior elders, and the older elders were not convinced by Jiang Yun, but after this year, they lamented that they could not keep up with the times, and they were also convinced by Jiang Yun.

On the one hand, Jiang Yun personally killed two chickens (the elders of Mo Dao) to warn the monkeys (elders of the Seven Sects) in the house.

There were even two elders of Jiedan who were not killed on the battlefield, but defected to the sect because of Jiang Yun.

That operation was truly astounding.

Through an intermediary, Jiang Yun found two elders of the Hehuan Sect who were responsible for the purchase of the sect's magic weapons.

Since all countries are blocking the flow of materials into the magic way, the army needs too many low-level magic weapons, and the country has searched a lot before, so the country was out of stock for a while.

In addition, the relationship between the six sects is not as good as imagined. Each of the six sects is searching for supplies, and everyone is robbing. Naturally, the price is rising.

After all, the matter of buying and selling is not that if you are the strongest in the Hehuan Sect, you will let you.

After the war, not only the price of low-level magic weapons in Tianluo Kingdom, the home of the magic way, was 40% higher than before the war, but it was also impossible to purchase sufficient quantities.

In fact, the prices of low-level instruments and low-level talismans of the Yue Kingdom have also increased by 30%, which is unavoidable.

However, the price situation in Zijin Kingdom and Yuanwu Kingdom is very good. Yuanwu Kingdom is rich in weapon refiners, array mages, talisman makers, and the school's material inventory is naturally not small.

The Zijin Kingdom is rich in refining materials, so there is no major problem.

However, the price of magic tools in the Yue Kingdom has been falling recently. The reason is that the Yue Kingdom has signed agreements with several neutral countries to purchase magic tools, talismans and other materials, and the other party even offered certain discounts.

It can be seen that although the countries dare not tear their faces at the behavior of the Demonic Way and the Righteous Way League in person, they are still very happy to cause trouble for them. Of course, the agreement was signed secretly, and only the two parties knew about it.

The two magic elders were still worrying about how to purchase enough low-level magic weapons. As a result, Jiang Yun, the person with the highest status on the battlefield of the Seven Sects Jinguyuan, appeared in front of the two of them.

Jiang Yun proposed to sell a large number of low-level magical artifacts seized from the battlefield to the two of them at a price of 70% of the market price, or the market price before the war.

Not only can the two easily complete the sect's magic weapon purchase task, but they can also earn a huge price difference.

ps: The protagonist of this spirit stone has handed in later, let's see the show operation later.

I have too many things to do recently, but I will insist on squeezing out time code words. In fact, I haven’t stopped writing this book for a day, and I haven’t used the leave slip even once.