Qu Zhong and his hundred divine dragon guards went to prepare relevant supplies, and Ning Chen also prepared some things for himself.

Ning Chen directly put all the living supplies that one hundred people needed for a month into the life stone.

One hundred high-grade warriors, marching at high speed every day, consume a very large amount of materials.

In addition to necessary elixirs, staple food and meat, each person consumes at least fifty kilograms per day.

One hundred people consume five tons of staple food and meat every day.

One month is one hundred and fifty tons.

If these supplies are transported by monster mounts, it will undoubtedly affect the speed of travel.

Ning Chen solved the problem directly with a life stone.

This shows how precious space magic weapons are.

Space magic weapons are artifacts in war.

However, firstly, there are few space magic weapons, and secondly, even if there are some, the space magic weapons are not large in size.

The size of the Life Stone is already extremely large among space magic weapons.

The ghost realm in Ning Chen's body belongs to a small world.

It cannot be regarded as a space magic weapon.

One hundred and fifty tons of food, plus three hundred tons of food for the mounts, plus various weapons that may need to be supplemented, all together directly occupy two-thirds of the space of the Lifestone.

These things can only be enough for Ning Chen and his group of Dragon Guards to need for one month.

Therefore, in a real war, logistical support can only rely on manpower transportation, which is also impossible.

An hour passed quickly.

Everyone returned to Baijia Academy on time.

Ning Chen let the little fat dragon control two hundred and four selected mounts and appeared among the hundreds of academies.

The reason why it's two hundred and four is because Ning Chen prepared it for one person and two mounts.

One person and two mounts can ensure maximum speed.

Under high-speed transition, this can only be said to be standard equipment.

"Each of you choose a mount that you like, and then quickly get familiar with it."

Qu Zhong looked at these, and they all turned into their own demons. He swallowed his saliva and said to Ning Chen: "Uncle, are these real demons?"

"Why do you feel sorry for them?" Ning Chen asked.

Qu Zhong shook his head: "Uncle, I definitely don't feel sorry for them. I just want to make sure I'm not dreaming.

A true demon knight is a configuration only available to the top imperial guards.

I really didn’t expect that I, Qu Zhong, would one day have one, no, two demon riders.”

"I didn't expect you to get familiar with me quickly. We will set off at nightfall." Ning Chen said to Qu Zhong.

"Yes." Qu Zhong agreed immediately, and then selected two wolf demons as his mounts.

The mounts of Ning Chen and Fang Xiong are two fifth-level tiger monsters.

Regardless of their previous levels, after being tamed by the little fat dragon, they are just mounts.

Although in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters, it is taboo to use real monsters as mounts.

But Ning Chen is not taboo about this at all.

Ning Chen thought that this kind of monster tribe with human blood on their hands was giving them a chance to atone for their sins by letting them serve as mounts.

As for what will happen after the demon clan sees it, this is not within the scope of Ning Chen's consideration.

Taking advantage of the familiar process of mounting, Ning Chen also pointed and wrote a quatrain in the void.

"I traveled to the North Sea with the wind for a few days and returned to the head of the Yangtze River."

"My heart is like a magnetic needle, and it will not rest until it points to the other side."

As soon as this quatrain comes out, it is immediately eloquent.

Amazing poem!

But before Qu Zhong and the others finished reading the poem, Ning Chen raised his hand and pressed it.

Motivated by Haoran's righteousness, this poem was pressed into the bodies of each of Qu Zhong and others.

After the poem entered the body, Qu Zhong and the others immediately felt that there was clearly a guidance in it.

This guidance allows Qu Zhong and the others to never get lost no matter what the circumstances.

They can all feel each other.

This is why Ning Chen wrote this poem.

Since we are traveling from place to place, we may encounter any situation when the time comes.

There is a possibility that everyone will be dispersed.

When the time comes, if you want to find each other in the middle of nowhere, this will be a technical life.

But with the buff added to them by Ning Chen, it would be much easier to find each other.

This is equivalent to an individual soldier positioning system.

After adding the first buff, Ning Chen worked non-stop to add buffs to everyone again.

"The desolate land of Bashan and Chushui has been abandoned for twenty-three years."

"Nostalgia is spent empty-handedly reciting the flute poems, and when I go to the countryside to read them, I feel like a bad person."

"Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees."

"Listen to a Junge song today, and just have a glass of wine to keep you energetic."

This piece of Liu Yuxi's rhymed poem is instantly full of elegance and elegance.

A poem of the holy way came out directly from the sky.

Before anyone could see clearly, Ning Chen pressed him again, but this time it didn't hit them.

Instead, I pressed the poem into the wine bottle beside everyone.

This holy poem can be regarded as a buff that restores health and mana in desperate situations.

But it can only be used once, and only in the most critical situation. You only need to drink the wine in their hip flask to quickly restore blood and mana.

"The wine in your flask has been poured into a holy poem by me. It can save your lives in the most critical moment.

But it can only be used once, you decide when to use it.

Another purpose of this is not to drink alcohol during the march."

Whether you drink alcohol or not, it really doesn't matter.

When marching and fighting, staying alive is the most important thing.

A holy sermon is pressed into a wine pot, which is a life.

This must be well protected.

"Why can't other Confucian cultivators do this like you?" Fang Xiong asked Ning Chen when he saw that Ning Chen had done everything well.

Ning Chen replied calmly: "General Fang, you also said that they are called other Confucian cultivators. Can these other Confucian cultivators be the same as me?"

"The sour and coquettish aura in you is no different from other Confucian cultivators."

Ning Chen:......

In addition to these two buffs, Ning Chen did not superimpose other buffs on Qu Zhong and the others.

It's not that it can't be done, it's that it can't be done.

Ning Chen doesn't know what kind of chemical reaction will occur if buffs are stacked too much.

With these two buffs, Ning Chen feels that they are completely sufficient.

If they can sense each other, one person can save their lives.

For other things, it still depends on Qu Zhong and their own abilities.

Relying too much on external things may not always be a good thing.

It took everyone less than an hour to become completely familiar with their two mounts.

It was getting dark at this time.

It's wartime now, so there is a curfew in Baijiacheng.

No one should be allowed on the road after dark. Anyone who appears on the road after dark will be dealt with in detail.

In wartime anything can happen, unless you are careful.

With the help of Yun Xuanzi, he led a hundred divine dragon guards and Fang Xiong directly to the outside of the city.
To be continued...