Farming.

In the golden hall of the imperial palace, a young man with a handsome face was sitting high on a dragon chair, closing his eyes and meditating. There were twenty-eight people lined up by His Highness, who were whispering to each other in twos and threes, looking at a loss.

Among these twenty-eight monks, those with the lowest cultivation levels have all reached the early stage of the sect, and can be said to be the most powerful force in the city.

It's a pity that at this moment, most of them have lost their bearings. Where is there a trace of the aura of a powerful monk?

How can reality keep them from panicking?

Two or three years ago, this hall was filled with more than 300 monks who were cultivators or above. They were so powerful that they were arrogant. However, with the continuous battle with the Nightmare clan, more than 300 monks became more powerful.

Only twenty-eight monks have fallen! Even seven of the nine saints have fallen, including two great saints.

At this moment, everyone is like a bereaved dog, terrified all day long.

The young man opened his eyes, snorted coldly, and said: "Noisy, just know it's noisy! At a critical moment of life and death, you are still here passing the blame and making excuses. Do you want to sit back and wait for death?!"

"Immortal Lord Yaokong." The speaker was Jin Heng, one of the only two remaining saints in Gengrao City, who has the cultivation level of a mid-level saint. This man is a casual cultivator who has been hiding in the world for many years. After the Nightmare Clan was born,

He had to avoid farming. He widened his eyes and said to the young man: "Although the immortal formation in the city is powerful, it consumes too many spiritual stones. We can activate it three more times at most with our reserves. Three years ago, the immortal king's decision was very wise.

, I kept going out of the city to search for spiritual stones, and we did gain something. However, every time we went out of the city, even if there were saints leading the team, only one out of ten could return. This...the proportion of casualties is really too high, we have to

Be careful."

That young man was Wu Yaokong. After listening to Jin Heng's words, although he knew that what he said was reasonable, he had to implement this desperate plan. He glanced at the tall man standing under the main hall and said in a deep voice: "Ye Miao,

This time, you will lead the team out of the city."

"This..." Ye Miao thought for a while and said: "It's not a shirk. It's just that the Immortal Lord once said that any monk who returns from the city will no longer perform missions outside the city within three years. Ye went out of the city once last year.

It’s considered a bit of a gain, but it stands to reason that it won’t be my turn this time.”

"Hmph." Wu Yaokong shouted coldly, and an aura of immortal king spread out. "Ye Miao, do you think Wu is a fool? You and Ye Ning, the master of the fantasy city, are brothers. As long as you avoid the Nightmare clan patrol team

, it will be safe once you enter You Country. With such a cheap brother, wouldn’t it be easy for you to get some spiritual stones?”

"However, Ye has only been promoted to a sect for more than a year. He was lucky to be able to return to the city safely last time. How can he be so lucky this time? What's more, there was some misunderstanding between Ye and his fifth brother. Does he admit this?

The love between brothers is really hard to describe."

"Really?" Wu Yaokong's expression changed. Ye Ning was always a thorn in his heart, and he would have to pull it out sooner or later. "Since you are unwilling to carry out the mission, then the Lianyun Sect is no longer under my protection. Today

Starting from now, the entire Lianyun Sect will move away from the farmland. If there is any delay, we will be punished as collaborating with the enemy."

"You!" Ye Miao said angrily, "It's too much to bully someone!"

"Wait a minute!" The man in white clothes next to Ye Miao pulled him and said: "Immortal Lord Yaokong is right. Since our sect is under the protection of the Immortal Lord, we will naturally have to make some sacrifices. This time we are on a mission out of the city.

Yunzong is next."

"Hahaha!" Wu Yaokong laughed and said, "Okay! It's better that water masters have a big picture view."
Chapter completed!