Soon, the team's quota was determined.

In addition to Chen Mobai and Weng Chuanyou, there is also Liao Shiying from the Evil Punishment Hall and Xi Yisheng from the Sword Training Department, all of whom are monks in the middle stage of foundation building.

Among them, Xi Yisheng is the grandfather of Chen Mobai's good friend Xi Jinghuo. However, this time Xi Jinghuo and other friends did not come. They were led by other foundation-building monks from the sect to another border to avoid being surrounded by Liujia Mountain and

Fubuki Palace sneak attack.

After greeting the three members of the team, they went back to prepare and agreed to take a long way into the territory of Yan Kingdom when Chu Zuoshu led the Shenmu Sect army to attack Ji Dingjin tomorrow.

After all, foundation-building monks can fly, and as long as they take the time, a small number of people can easily sneak in.

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In the small foreign-style building in the student union, Hua Zijing is leading Zhuang Jialan to handle various documents. Compared with the former who is very comfortable, the latter is much more embarrassed. However, this is also due to lack of experience. If you make a mistake, you will naturally get it right.

Jingle bell bell!

At this time, the phone on the desk rang. They still used the old landline phones between each office.

Hua Zijing picked up the call and was surprised when she heard Chen Mobai's voice.

"A rare visitor, I haven't seen you for two or three months."

Three minutes later, she went upstairs and opened the president's office. She clicked her tongue when she saw Chen Mobai sitting on the boss's chair, holding a white cat with narrowed eyes and a reluctant look on his face.

"I'm here right now. By the way, can you contact Senior Jing Zuyin? I want to buy an unused small teleportation charm."

"Okay, is this what you want?"

Hua Zijing nodded, frowned slightly, with a slight dissatisfaction, and held her hands in front of her chest with an unhappy tone, squeezing her full curves out, making Chen Mobai a little embarrassed to look at her leaning against the door.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Mobai didn't understand the meaning of Hua Zijing's expression, lowered his head and continued petting the cat, and asked directly.

"Didn't Director Che tell you that at the end of the year, you will lead a team to Jumang Taoist Temple?"

"Why are you going there...ah, it can't be a discussion and exchange on the management of the Taoist Academy. Xiao Chitian is here, why are you wasting manpower and material resources to go offline!"

Chen Mobai came to his senses halfway through and said without understanding.

"Hmph, it's not like you are domineering in Xiaochitian, but those in the later stages of foundation building cannot rank you, and some people hate you too much and want to suppress the score of our Dance Academy among Xiaochitian.

Under the promotion of Chunyang Academy, most of them agreed to hold this offline exchange meeting."

When Hua Zijing talked about this, she had a look of resentment on her face. She was very disdainful that the other Taoist academies could not defeat Xiaochitian head-on and used offline direct physical competition.

"Xiahou Weihuan and Sima Xingyu, who have graduated long ago, shouldn't be able to participate in the discussion and exchange at the Taoist Academy, right?"

Chen Mobai looked a little shocked after hearing this, and immediately asked about his two biggest enemies in the Immortal Sect.

He was able to dominate both the early and middle stages of foundation building, but he was not sure about the two former chiefs of Chunyang Academy who also practiced the art of transforming gods.

Offline competition is not as good as in Xiaochitian. When Chen Mobai does not have the advantage in magical weapons and realms, even if he is against the chiefs of the other three avenues, it will probably be difficult.

"According to the past rules, you can't participate, but if they hate you so much, they will definitely try their best to enter. Only by defeating you can the two of them be in a happy state of mind and move to a higher realm."

Hua Zijing shrugged, and the undulating curves of this movement made Chen Mobai, who had just raised his head, lower his head and pet the cat again.

"But you have striven for such great glory for the Taoist Academy in Little Chitian. Even if the offline competition fails, the teachers and students of the Taoist Academy will understand you."

Chen Mobai listened to Hua Zijing's seemingly comforting words, but his eyes were a little unconvinced.

Although he faced off against the chiefs of the other three major courtyards, his chances of winning were slim.

But before the fight started, you all assumed that I lost. This made Chen Mobai, who had never experienced losing against someone in the same realm since his debut, very dissatisfied.

Believe it or not, at the end of the year, my president used his perfect cultivation to make all the chiefs of Taoist academies unable to lift their heads.

"By the way, I heard that you have a girlfriend in Jumang Taoist Temple. If you lose in front of her, you might be a little embarrassed. Why don't you think of a way to get rid of her in advance?"

At this time, Hua Zijing said something again that made Chen Mobai confused.

"What does it mean to have one? It seems like I have many! Are you talking about a young girl? She and I are just friends."

Chen Mobai naturally knew that false news that he was a scumbag had been circulating on the Internet. He never expected that Hua Zijing, a secretary who had always been calm and wise, would be affected. He felt that it was necessary to clarify.

"I would like to solemnly declare that I am single and am devoted to cultivating Pure Yang Dharmakaya. I am also a pure swordsman who focuses on the practice of swordsmanship. I will never be distracted by any love affairs before I have achieved the great path."

After saying this, Hua Zijing curled her lips to show that she understood.

But Chen Mobai knew from her expression that she definitely didn't believe it.

At this moment, his heart felt cold, and he had a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly, which made Chen Mobai continue to pet the cat in frustration.

Fortunately, Jing Zuyin came over at this time.

Chen Mobai transferred 250,000 good deeds to the senior, which was the market price of the small moving talisman. However, the latter did not accept it, but wanted to exchange it for second-level talisman paper and talisman ink of equal value.

Jing Zuyin heard that Chen Mobai had a talisman factory, and the quality of talisman paper and talisman ink was also good. He happened to be an ascetic monk who devoted himself to living in Wanbao Cave. At the end of last year, after he opened a second-level high-quality inkstone,

Even more reluctant to go out.

But the talisman paper and talisman ink are consumables, so I have to buy them, so I plan to take advantage of this opportunity to prepare more at once.

Chen Mobai was naturally willing to do this.

He opened it from the drawer, actually took out the talisman paper and talisman ink from his storage bag, and gave some more to Jing Zuyin.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the guests were all welcome, Hua Zijing, as the middleman, also smiled.

After getting the small teleportation talisman, Chen Mobai quickly ran away before she could react.

When Hua Zijing and Zhuang Jialan came up to the third floor again with a stack of documents, she wanted Chen Mobai to sign. When she saw the empty president's office, she was so angry that she broke the signature pen in her hand.

Regarding this, Chen Mobai also felt a little sorry for Hua Zijing.

But who put him on the battlefield now, the situation is more urgent than that at the Taoist Temple.

After returning, Chen Mobai was about to set up the small teleportation talisman in Rolling Thunder Mountain, but he thought that if it was really used, he would suddenly appear and there would be no way to explain it to Chu Zuoshu and others.

He didn't want to expose any trace of the Immortal Sect.

After thinking about it, Chen Mobai went down the mountain and set the teleportation point of the small teleportation talisman in a barren mountain a few kilometers away from Rolling Thunder Mountain.

In order to hide himself, the teleportation point was a cave he opened inside the barren mountain using his flying sword.

the next day.

Chen Mobai watched the Qi-training monks of the Shenmu Sect step towards the thirty-six huge airships floating in the air, and waved to the two disciples beside him, indicating that they should follow them.

"Disciple will not embarrass Master."

Before the two disciples left, they both had firm faces, but Chen Mobai once again told them to put their safety first.

When they saw the mighty Qi-training army of the Shenmu Sect and the spectacular fleet of airships floating in the mid-air, many of the casual cultivators from the Lei Kingdom who had originally planned to run away after selling their trophies became greedy.

He gritted his teeth and actually followed him on the boat again.

In this regard, Chu Zuoshu was also happy to see the result, but in order to avoid the influence of chaotic discipline among the casual cultivators, he asked Lian Chenghai and three others to lead the army of Lei Kingdom monks to gather on two airships that had been empty after transporting supplies.

"Let's go too."

Watching the thirty-eight airships disappear before his eyes, Weng Chuanyou said to Chen Mobai and the other three people beside him.

This line of work is naturally dominated by him, the deputy director of the Spiritual Pulse Department and a third-level formation mage.

Regardless of status, qualifications or cultivation, Weng Chuanyou did his part.

He took out a leaf, blew it in the wind, and turned it into a small flying magic weapon.

After the four people got on board, they hid their figures and flew towards the territory of Iwakuni.

On the frontal battlefield.

Ji Dingjin stood in the third-level formation, looking at Chu Zuoshu in mid-air outside through the protective shield. When their eyes came into contact, sparks seemed to burst out of the void.

In an instant, hundreds of spells fell in conjunction with the battle formation.

Thick pillars of pure light, like divine swords that reach the sky, lit up from the airship and swept the spiritual energy all over the sky. It was like an immortal wielding a sword, slashing down towards the earth-yellow cloud protective cover that enveloped the entire third-level spiritual land.

Thirty-six airships can just bring out the power of the Shenmu Sect's specialty, the Tianmu Divine Light Array.

The attacks of the Immortal Sutra are average, but "Tianmu Divine Light" is an exception.

After twelve rays of heavenly wood light washed the earth for a round, a hole was opened in the third-level loess sand dance formation.

However, Chu Zuoshu did not rush to send people to attack. Instead, he signaled the other twelve airships to absorb the spiritual stones and once again condensed the divine light of Tianmu. It seemed that he was going to completely break this formation, and then come with the immortal cultivators from Qianyan Country below.

Head-on confrontation.

Rumble!

Ji Dingjin felt his heart tightening as he saw rays of divine light from the heavenly trees slashing down from the sky in mid-air, causing the earth to tremble and the mountains to shake.

He had an ominous premonition.

But he thought it was because the Shenmu Sect army in front of him might cause them, the elite cultivators of Rock Country, to lose most of them after the formation was broken.

Ji Dingjin had already made a plan. Even if he risked his own life, Shenmu Sect would suffer heavy losses.

Even if Chu Zuoshu cannot be dragged to death, he still needs to pull in a few foundation-building seeds that are expected to form a core.

The first target is the young monk in the early stage of foundation building who has mastered the sword light.
To be continued...