Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh you fight, fight with you
Compared to other Taichu disciples who also pay attention to appearance, the blood-clothed team led by Qin Haoxuan has developed a habit during the two difficult days in the formation. They don’t care about what they are wearing at all. They just let the clothes be ragged, and they don’t care about the rich clothes and food. They all devoted themselves to exchange their cultivation experiences with each other and immersed in their understanding of the Immortal King’s Dao.
So when they came out of the ultimate formation, without the suppression of the strange laws of heaven and earth, each person's realm can soar for more than twenty leaves. This is related to the huge accumulation generated by their concentration and single-minded practice.
However, Elder Xia Ming knew that the group of young people wearing fairy-like appearances behind Zhang Yang were far inferior to those of his heart.
Zhang Yang knew that this might be the last battle of Tongtongtian Temple. After this battle... Taichu might not have such a chance of military achievements for more than ten years, or even decades. Even if Chi Lianzi opposes this opportunity, he will also grab it!
"Elder Chi Lianzi, you suggested that Qin Haoxuan be the vanguard camp, but you wanted to forgive your disciples for being rude - I object!" Zhang Yang tried hard to suppress the urge to go wild in his heart, and thought quickly in his mind.
He really wanted to belittle the Blood Clothing Team in Qin Haoxuan's hands, but his subordinates had had conflicts with the Blood Clothing Team these days. As a result... his three senior brothers of forty-two Ye were beaten by the disciple of the Blood Clothing Team who only used thirty-five Ye's cultivation level... that was so miserable!
If you belittle it? Zhang Yang knows that he will only be regarded as a fool.
"The Blood Clothing Team is very strong, everyone knows this." Zhang Yang cleared his throat and said, "But, it's impossible that all the benefits are from the Blood Clothing Team, right? This time we opened the Tianguan, first to clear these casual cultivators, and secondly... it's also to train my disciples of Taichu. Blood Clothing Team? Do you still need to train? Can't you give opportunities to those who need it more? The Qin Dynasty Hall Master said just now, 'Everything should be put first on the overall situation and the teachings are the most important. Shouldn't I, Taichu, cultivate more people?"
The last sentence was firm and he was not afraid of offending Elder Chi Lianzi at all. His eyes turned to Chi Lianzi, but he did not give in at all. He was arrogant and arrogant. The capital of the gray-seeded disciples was fully revealed.
Chi Lianzi frowned slightly. Zhang Yang was a proud disciple of Gu Yunzi in Gu Yuntang, but Chi Lianzi was also an elder of Gu Yuntang. After all, Zhang Yang had to know how to respect his teachers and respect his Tao, but he was so aggressive in facing him.
Well! Chi Lianzi decided to break Zhang Yang's legs immediately and follow the Blood Clothing Team to see how they fight. Learning is a smart way. Why are you pretending to be righteous here?
"Xiao Zhang has some truth. Taichu cannot just have our Blood Clothing Team, so let Xiao Zhang lead his people to play the striker."
Qin Haoxuan's words made Zhang Yang both happy and unhappy. It was because Qin Haoxuan actually chose to withdraw! Unhappy... Xiao Zhang? Are you really the master of the hall? I am still a gray person!
The old god Qin Haoxuan was standing there, not caring about some strange gazes of the people around him.
He just figured it out that following this stubborn coach, the risk would definitely be very high. In this case, if there is an ambush, the forward battalion will definitely suffer the most damage, and the Blood Clothing Team is the essence of Taichu's future!
To a certain extent, every blood and sweat in this blood and sweat is his wealth and Taichu's wealth.
As an enlightened wealth-guarding slave, Qin Haoxuan knew very well what this group of immortal cultivators with forty leaves in the Immortal Miao Realm meant to him and Taichu.
"These disciples have all followed me to suffer. Everyone is very important. The traitor has not found out now. If something big happens, how many disciples will die? Who should I ask for compensation?" I thought unhappy and Qin Haoxuan naturally refused the vanguard directly.
A real man must be timid when he should! He will not make unnecessary sacrifices.
Chi Lianzi quickly figured out what Qin Haoxuan was thinking and cursed in his heart: OK! You little beast is really good! You have a good idea! But you don’t know the true thoughts of the Dharma Protector Zhou, you may suffer a loss this time.
After being in contact with this kid for so long, Chi Lianzi still doesn't know Qin Haoxuan's personality. This kid is just a guy who won't suffer any loss if he beats him to death.
If you can lift it up and let it go, and follow him, you will be blessed with those gray-robed disciples.
Qin Haoxuan probably saw the risks of the front line this time, so he admitted so easily and consciously in front of everyone.
When Chi Lianzi was thinking a lot, Qin Haoxuan smiled faintly on his face, as if he was talking to himself: "...Since someone is willing to play the striker, let him play the striker. We, the gray-robed disciples, will help you and be a substitute."
It sounded like he was talking to himself, but Chi Lianzi heard that Qin Haoxuan said this to him.
Obviously, this kid is determined not to play as a striker.
Since that's the case, Chi Lianzi just shut up and said nothing.
Zhou Tiansheng finally had a little more appreciation for Qin Haoxuan. At least for the sake of Taichu's training, he was also a qualified natural church owner.
As for the Blood Clothing Team not being a forward... Zhou Tiansheng felt a little disappointed. Since he came out of seclusion, the name he heard the most was the Blood Clothing Team. He wanted to see what the roots of these juniors were, but he didn't expect... It seemed that it was difficult to see this time.
"Since Qin Haoxuan's junior nephew is willing to take the initiative to take the responsibility of substituting, then the team you are in should be responsible for the cleaning of the team's battlefield. This work is also very important, so you can't be careless." Zhou Tiansheng glanced at Qin Haoxuan casually and said lightly.
Qin Haoxuan showed a sincere smile on his face, and he was filled with joy.
"Then I'll thank you for the Protector Qin."
Zhou Tiansheng found that he could not see through Qin Haoxuan. The Blood Clothing Team was so excellent, why didn’t he let him fight? Are you afraid that they would make too many contributions? In the end, they could not be under the command of the Natural Hall? If there was such a small plan, he would have made a mistake. These people had a place to join the hall, and it would be a very troublesome thing to do.
"Zhang Yang, the vanguard camp is of great importance. I will give you this burden! I can't let me down, let the Huanglong and others down, and I must show the momentum of our sect!" Zhou Tiansheng couldn't figure out Qin Haoxuan, and was too lazy to think about it anymore, so he directly posted the task.
Zhang Yang was overjoyed and quickly patted his chest and sweared faithfully.
After a while, all the teams in the main tent were assigned their respective tasks.
As soon as the meeting ended, the logistics team began to distribute talismans and spirit stones to the team according to the importance of their respective teams in the Jiuqu Geese-shaped formation.
After all, the amount of these things that need to be consumed during the battle is huge, so some ordinary disciples can of course not afford it.
Qin Haoxuan caught a neither salty nor light smile and slowly left the tent.
"Junior Brother Qin Haoxuan, I have been missing for two years, but you have made the tutors worry so much." A young man with a horse face, carrying a strange seven-string instrument behind his back, approached Qin Haoxuan with a warm smile on his face.
Qin Haoxuan glanced at the young man with horse face and his smile couldn't help but feel a little stiff - he didn't know the person in front of him at all. But in the Taichu School, his fame was too high among the younger generation. I don't know how many people have seen him privately. But he has no impression.
I guess this young man with horse face is also the kind of person who has a one-sided relationship but no impression.
Qin Haoxuan smiled stiffly and perfunctorily, but he didn't expect that more and more people were gathering around him.
Everyone greeted him warmly.
"Your temper has been much smaller in the Qin Dynasty. You are really willing to play as a substitute."
"The Master of Qin Dynasty, I have heard of your name for a long time. When I saw you today, I was really full of energy and had the destiny of a general..."
Almost completely surrounded by a group of strangers, Qin Haoxuan was a little quarrel-it seemed to be a burden.
Most of the people who surrounded Qin Haoxuan had ulterior motives. After all, Qin Haoxuan had been missing for two years, and if he could escape from the dangerous ancient tomb of Luo Shizi, he might have some important information on him.
Qin Haoxuan was missing in the ancient tomb for two years. An elder once explored the ancient tomb on the periphery, saying that there was the breath of the great way inside, which should have been left by the powerful immortal cultivator tens of years ago.
This immediately made countless people salivate.
Some people learned this information, although they did not dare to enter the ancient tomb, they were intimate with Qin Haoxuan. They were kind and might get some benefits from him in the future.
"The Master of the Qin Dynasty, I heard that the ancient tomb you entered was left by a powerful man ten thousand years ago. When you enter this time, you must have a great opportunity."
"Lord Qin, what's going on in that ancient tomb?"
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Regardless of whether the people around him were sincere or false, Qin Haoxuan responded to the greetings patiently, and then as more and more people surrounded him, he was completely squeezed into the center of the crowd...
"My Taichu... is there still nothing to do." Qin Haoxuan frowned, and thoughts moved, and the inscription of the Dao surged out of his back, turning into light wings.
There was a flash directly, and the few people around him didn't even see his back, and Qin Haoxuan disappeared without a trace.
But the crowds around did not understand what was happening inside and squeezed into the center of the circle, "Senior Brother Qin Haoxuan" and "Senior Brother Qin Haoxuan" kept calling.
Crushing out of the crowd, Qin Haoxuan was covered in sweat all over his body - it was so dangerous that he almost died of noise.
Since Zhou Tiansheng has issued the mission, Qin Haoxuan and the others are just acting as substitutes and following behind the team to clean up the battlefield, Qin Haoxuan felt much more relaxed and his steps were brisk.
The camp where they were located was at the foot of the outermost mountain in Qingyun Mountain, leaning against a clear stream.
Qin Haoxuan walked a few steps towards the foot of Qingyun Mountain. A familiar and beautiful figure suddenly appeared on the small hill not far away.
When Qin Haoxuan saw that woman, he was slightly stunned.
"Luo Jinhua?"
The woman in front of her was Xu Yu's senior sister Luo Jinhua.
There is no doubt that Luo Jinhua is a very beautiful woman. After more than two years, the temperament of an immortal cultivator sets her off. If Qin Haoxuan had not had a strong heart, an ordinary immortal cultivator would have felt ashamed in front of her.
Chapter completed!