My Master is Lin Zhengying

But Master Tianxuan laughed a few times "hehehe".

"He's right, this thing is indeed obtained by Xiaojiu and you, who have narrowly escaped death.

As the leader of the Daoist League, Pindao must give you rewards. "

"Really, that's great, senior."

Wencai is excited and grateful.

Nanchen Jiale also smiled happily.

This time, those who escaped death came back, and the lord rewarded them, so they had nothing to refuse.

The task was completed with their lives.

The blueprint was also escorted back by everyone's concerted efforts.

Master Jiuxuan and the others glanced at the drawings roughly, and then said excitedly:

"Great, with such a drawing.

We can build corresponding altars throughout the Daomeng.

At that time, the transmission of messages will be faster than telephones, and more convenient than flying pigeons..."

Master Jiuxuan seems to have seen that the entire Daoist League can cooperate as a whole in a short period of time.

In the background of this era, telephones still have to use wires.

Only between the provincial capital and the provincial capital, there is such a connection.

And from time to time problems arise.

Even so, the resources are basically in the hands of the warlords.

For Daomeng, communication is very inconvenient.

The appearance of the altar will change everything completely.

The information and communication advantages of Qijuemen will no longer exist...

Master Jiuxuan knew how precious this thing was, so he put it away immediately.

Seeing Master Jiuxuan put away the blueprints, Uncle Jiu said again:

"Senior, apart from us, how many people escaped from Yinyue Mountain during this operation?

My junior brother Qianhe, Simu and Ma Madi, have they come back? "

Jiu Xuan still had a smile on his expression last moment, but when he heard this, his expression froze.

Immediately, with a hint of sadness, he said:

"Hey! This time we are attacking Yinyue Mountain.

It can be said that the casualties were heavy.

Counting the five of you, only 18 people came back before.

There are a total of 35 people who will never come back..."

Although everyone was prepared in their hearts, they knew that many fellow Taoists would die in this mission to Yinyue Mountain.

But what I didn't expect was that more than half of them died.

At the same time, Elder Yuntian also opened his mouth and said with a drink:

"Lin Daoyou, your fourth brothers and Master Yixiu are all alive, but injured."

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Uncle Jiu has no family members, and these juniors are his brothers.

Therefore, I have been thinking about it in my heart.

Now hearing that they are fine, I feel a lot more relieved.

Seeing Uncle Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, Master Tianxuan continued to speak to Uncle Jiu and the others:

"Xiao Jiu, you have suffered a lot in the past three months!

Tell me, what happened to you..."

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Lin, how did you escape and what did you encounter? Why did it take you three months to come back?"

Daoist Yunkong also asked curiously.

Uncle Jiu nodded, and told everyone about their experiences one by one.

Nanchen, Jiale, etc. also echoed one by one.

When Master Jiuxuan and others heard that Uncle Jiu had come all the way from Yinyue Mountain, they couldn't help being a little shocked.

Emotions also fled with several people who were seriously injured, and their emotions fluctuated.

In the end, two heavenly monsters fought against each other. The oriole followed behind, intercepted and killed the Qijuemen monsters, and seized the spirit medicine of snakes and tigers, which also made Master Jiuxuan tense and pleasantly surprised.

But after hearing about the undead army of the Hunan warlord Duan Jiepeng, his expression darkened.