My cultivation script went astray

Many monks set out one after another and came to the square, dividing into teams. Those were the old guard teams, while Chen Lang and the others who had just entered the sect had not yet formed a team, so they looked messy.

Many people did not deliberately conceal their auras. He slightly explored and found that there were many people with similar cultivation levels to him, and there were only a handful of monks at the foundation-building level, which was much worse than the Black Mountain Spirit Mine overall.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the front slowly became quiet, and a monk in bright white clothes appeared. Chen Lang judged at a glance that this was the local mountain owner, because his clothes were almost the same as those of the Black Mountain Spirit Mine.

Could it be that the mountain owner also had a uniform work suit? Chen Lang thought.

"Everyone."

The mountain owner stood in front of the white jade statue, carrying a strong true essence, and spoke.

And with this opening, Chen Lang also roughly judged that the mountain owner's cultivation level was at least in the middle stage of foundation building.

As countless eyes gathered, the mountain master continued:

"My surname is Zhang, and I am the owner of the four mines in Yanxi. I am responsible for guarding this place and maintaining the sovereignty of the mines.

This place is thousands of miles away from the Tianjian Sect. Although it controls the lifeline of the spiritual mines, the sect is unable to govern it, so it has handed everything over to me to take care of. The nearby alchemists are rampant and bandits are frequent. The Tianjian Sect gives you the responsibility, which means it gives you trust. You and I need to work hard to kill the enemy, protect the territory, and prevent the spiritual mines from falling into the hands of the enemy.

Of course, your efforts will not be in vain. Each person has a guaranteed monthly salary of 200 spiritual stones, and there is no upper limit. It all depends on your luck. If there are talented people, I can recommend them to the elders of the sect and promise you the position of inner disciples, which can ensure that you will rise to prominence all the way.

What I said today is witnessed by heaven and earth, and the sect master is also listening here and will never break his promise."

The mountain master stepped aside, revealing the white jade statue behind him, and many cultivators suddenly realized and knew their identities.

They had long heard of the great name of the Tianjian Sect, and heard that the Sect Master was a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul level nearly a hundred years ago. Although they could not see the real face of the Tianjian Sect Master today, they could take a peek at the stone sculpture, which was worth the trip.

"Inner sect disciple."

Many cultivators had a light of hope in their eyes. Most of them were locals, and although they were always called bumpkins by outsiders, they also had some knowledge.

They knew that the owner of the mine was on an expedition and was almost a vassal king, with the same power as the elders of the sect, so they did not doubt that he was bragging.

If he went to a large sect, he would discuss the Dao with the Son of God, have in-depth exchanges with the Saintess, have a famous teacher to guide him, and have a pure little junior brother. It would be wonderful to think about it.

Chen Lang also looked over. He had not seen the Tianjian Sect Master before, but he guessed that he was busy getting beaten and had no time to listen.

When he thought of the Sect Master, Chen Lang felt a little ashamed, but then he thought that compared with the generous rewards, the old man's grievance was nothing.

Seeing so many hopeful faces, the mountain master was very satisfied, but he then raised his voice:

"Attention, there is another thing to say today, which was ordered by the sect master himself.

The sect master went to the Black Mountain area for inspection recently. He cherished the hard work of the miners and was merciful to help the people. The Black Mountain Spiritual Mine seriously violated the rules and violated the foundation of the sect, and has been personally sealed.

In addition, the sect will increase the salary of the miners in the future, and the sect is short of money. 30 spirit stones will be temporarily deducted from your salary.

Also, those of you who often deal with miners are not allowed to embarrass them in the future, let alone whip them at will. Those who violate the rules will be punished for one month!"

As soon as these words came out, many cultivators were very unhappy.

"Why?"

What do you mean by being merciful and deducting our salary?

Someone was discussing the Black Mountain Spiritual Mine before, and there was a vague inside story over there. At that time, the big hand made countless cultivators feel horrified and sighed that the power of the Yuanying old monster was unpredictable.

But now there is no time to discuss these things, all of them are cursing the leader for being a son of a poor family.

Anyway, the mountains are high and the roads are long, so he can't hear them.

"It seems that Brother Dan didn't make things difficult for the Tianjian Sect." Chen Lang thought, he listened carefully, and still got some news about the Black Mountain Spiritual Mine. As expected, the mine was indeed flattened.

Then, he grabbed a sweet-mouthed person and asked carefully, and learned some details, such as those miners didn't seem to be dead, and were finally released. Some people had seen them, and all the people in charge of the Black Mountain Spiritual Mine disappeared.

But Mr. Jin and the four skinny monkeys didn't go with him. I don't know where they are now. It is estimated that they have been malnourished for too long and hibernated to heal their old injuries. After all, the spiritual stones outside are much more profitable.

In the evening, someone arranged accommodation and formation, not in the "Songhu Mine", but outside Yanxi, responsible for patrolling a hundred miles.

"Damn it, the money hasn't been paid yet, why are 30 more spirit stones deducted?"

In the guard dormitory, more than a dozen people came back, took off their boots and armor, and cursed.

"Don't say it, it's good to have some use. Our area is relatively stable. As long as there is no war, no matter how much money you make, it's free."

"What if there is a war?"

"Run away, how many people are there? Are you really willing to risk your life?"

Some people sneered, "You think it's a good idea. Do you think the supervisor is just a job to eat dry food? What you thought of has already been thought of by others."

"By the way, there are unexpected events. Have you heard about the third team? They were fighting with the people of Qingmu Sect, and suddenly a strange man came, very fierce, and beat them all down. They barely escaped back.

Let's be careful, even if you see someone alone, don't take it lightly."

...

After a burst of noise, someone suddenly found that there was an extra person on the upper bunk, sitting on the bed and listening to them talk.

"Who is it?"

These guards were all shocked. They had been chatting for a long time and no one noticed?

"Stop jabbering, it's here."

Chen Lang sat at the end of the upper bunk bed, looking down at everyone, "Are you all veterans?"

"Let me introduce myself. My real name is Han Tianxiao. I just arrived today and have been assigned to your team. I will take good care of you from now on."

New recruit egg?

They breathed a sigh of relief, but someone couldn't bear the tone of his voice and waved: "Come down, come down first and talk."

Chen Lang was too lazy to move, so he glanced over, "Who is your captain?"

"it's me."

A middle-aged monk stood up. He had been sitting on the bed in the corner to rest and was silent. Chen Lang saw him only after he came out.

"What is your cultivation level?" Chen Lang asked.

"Damn it, I'll let you down." An old student couldn't help it anymore and tried to pull Chen Lang's leg. This is our captain. Why don't you put this interrogation aside?

Chen Lang jumped down and looked directly at the taciturn captain, "Hello, what's your name?"

"Han Ling, early stage of foundation building."

The captain showed a faint smile and said, "It's fate that we have the same surname. Welcome to join Team 7."

Chen Lang nodded and looked at the others, "You guys here have some food. Who is our enemy? How strong is it?"

Me?

The team member couldn't bear it anymore. If you don't want to come, then don't come. What are you pretending to do here? He came up and was about to grab Chen Lang's shoulders, but he turned around, grabbed him by the collar, and threw him to the upper bunk, almost breaking a hole in the ceiling.

The team member screamed and covered his forehead, feeling horrified in his heart. As soon as he made contact, he felt that his true energy could no longer circulate.

Chen Lang said: "Okay, you can sleep on the upper bunk. I want the seat by the window. You're welcome. Besides, I don't sleep well, so forget it during the day. Don't be so noisy at night. I'll hit you in my sleep."

When the other team members saw him, their expressions changed slightly. It was obvious that he was a fierce man. The second-in-command in their team was close to building a foundation, but he was thrown out like a chicken.

The captain's eyes narrowed slightly and he smiled lightly, "Everyone said our seventh team is weak, but finally we have a strong one."

"I just came here and I don't understand the rules. Please be more tolerant. I have something else to ask you. Are you free now?" Chen Lang asked.

"When you have time, let's go out and chat." The captain extended his hand.

"Okay." Chen Lang went out together, looked back, and found that all his teammates were looking at him, so he touched the human skin mask on his face, feeling a little guilty, and frowned, "Stop looking, go to bed early, don't I missed my patrol tomorrow."

After leaving the camp, Chen Lang asked directly:

"Where are we patrolling? Can we change? I want to go to Songhu Mine. Do you know where it is?"

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