Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 82
In front of the mountain formation, Fang Qingyuan looked at the mountain protection formation in the distance, feeling in his heart that it was only three years since he came here for the first time, but he was no longer the little hunchback.

"Guard Fang, the ten monks of Team B have arrived. Do you want to go and have a look?"

The one who spoke was a late-stage Qi refining monk named Qu Daoguang. Although this person's cultivation base was three levels higher than Fang Qingyuan's, he was respectful to Fang Qingyuan now.

Just because Fang Qingyuan was appointed by Zhao Liangde to be in charge of operation, this one in front of him was assigned to him as his deputy.

During this trip, Zhao Liangde appointed three inner disciples of the Southern Border Beast Sect to run the operation. Fang Qingyuan was one of them. Now he has ten people under his command and is mainly responsible for the logistics work of the Beast Sect's call-up of the army.

Now the number of people summoned by the Southern Border Yushoumen to help the Wei family has almost exceeded 800, [-] of them were sent to the front line of Tianyin Mountain, and the remaining [-] people were stationed in front of Shandu Mountain to fight with Luo The family and the Qifu alliance formed a confrontation.

This is considered a second-line battlefield, and the battles are not fierce. Occasionally, monks will make an appointment to fight with each other. After a few fights, the work will be considered completed today.

And where Fang Qingyuan was, he wasn't even on the second line. He was currently at the rear of the army formation, and he hadn't seen the enemy monks for several days.

"Have the Earth Spirit Fangshi arrived? Well, let's go and count the number. It's getting late today. We'll gather the team later and go to the small restaurant in the back mountain. I'll treat you."

After Fang Qingyuan finished speaking, Qu Daoguang looked happy, and said:

"Fang Guan is really too generous. In the past month, I have always cost you money. The brothers really feel a little sorry."

After Fang Qingyuan listened, he laughed, waved his hands and said:
"It's just a small amount of money. Brothers work hard, how can I treat everyone badly? Listen to me. After the meeting, no one will be missing from the small restaurant in the mountain."

After Qu Daoguang left to gather people, Fang Qingyuan finally hid the smile on his face, touched the storage bag in his arms, and secretly sighed.

In order to be in charge, Fang Qingyuan gave Zhao Liangde no less than 5000 first-order spirit stones. In the past month, he has been generous again to buy people's hearts. Right now, the spirit stones can only come in and out, which makes Fang Qingyuan's heart ache.

But the spiritual stones that should be spent must be spent. This operation manager is only a short-term position, and it will be removed after this battle, so the deterrent effect on the ten monks under him is not strong.

If people recognize you, you are in charge of the operation. If they don't recognize you, then you are just a little monk at the fifth level of Qi refining.

Fang Qingyuan didn't want any of his subordinates who were willing to come and save him when he encountered an enemy monk. Although he was just eating and drinking right now, some monks accepted this.

Some casual cultivators with humble backgrounds were valued by Fang Qingyuan, a disciple of the Beast Control Sect, and they had a feeling that they were regarded as confidantes. Although there were not many, there were still two or three of them.

Fang Qingyuan didn't expect these people to be very capable, but at the critical moment, it would be good to delay for himself.

The loyalty in exchange for small favors is worth so much.

After counting the sent earth spirit ashlars, Fang Qingyuan sealed these materials into storage, and then led a group of people to the small restaurant in the back mountain.

The place where the Southern Border Beast Gate is stationed has already evolved into a huge gathering place, not counting the gathering of thousands of monks, and there are several times more mortal servants and traders than this number.

Everything is chaotic, and it doesn't look like a strictly disciplined army formation where orders are strictly enforced.

For this situation, Le Chuan didn't care about it, and the few masters who established the foundation in the door pretended not to see it, and let the place just go on like this.

As soon as Fang Qingyuan and his group entered the small restaurant in the back mountain, they called the boss and asked him to pick up the ones he was good at.

This behavior attracted the attention of the monks who were here, but when they saw Fang Qingyuan, they all stood up to say hello.

Fang Qingyuan smiled and answered one by one, because Fang Qingyuan had not been here once or twice, and he had already become familiar with everyone.

While eating here, suddenly there was a commotion at the door, Fang Qingyuan took a closer look and found that he still had a vague impression of some of them.

"Fellow Taoists of the She family, come and sit here."

Fang Qingyuan asked Qu Daoguang to go over and call a few people, and he sat on the main seat without moving.

The members of the She family were a little confused, and after seeing Fang Qingyuan, they didn't understand. They didn't know why this disciple of the Beast Sect in front of them called their group of people here, and why.

Seeing that the disciples of the She family were confused, Fang Qingyuan laughed, and then said to the leader among them:

"Three years ago in Shandu, I fought against Swentai together with you, but now you don't recognize me?"

As soon as Fang Qingyuan said this, the leading disciples of the She family suddenly realized that Fang Qingyuan was driving the camel ray in front, even though he was a disciple of Yushou Mountain, these disciples of the She family really didn't pay attention.

Because Fang Qingyuan neither made a move nor dealt with the aftermath, everyone only got along for half a day, so it's strange to remember it.

However, Fang Qingyuan was deeply impressed by the members of the She family. Looking at the many vassals of the Wei family back then, not everyone could take down Swen Tai in the late stage of foundation establishment.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Fang. After three years of separation, Fellow Daoist Fang is still so extraordinary."

Hearing the compliments from the disciples of the She family, Fang Qingyuan asked the shop owner to add a few positions, and then introduced the two sides to each other, focusing on the deeds that he and the She family fought against Si Wentai back then.

From this experience, Fang Qingyuan clearly felt that his subordinates looked at him differently.

These few disciples of the She family still had winks, they didn't expose the fact that Fang Qingyuan didn't do anything back then and just wanted to run away, but they sang along and made Fang Qingyuan extraordinary.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere of the scene was hot. Fang Qingyuan let his subordinates have fun. He came to the leading disciple of the She family and asked in a low voice:

"How is your master recently?"

The leading disciple of the She family is named She Xuanyan. He is over [-] years old, and he is calm and dignified. His cultivation level in the late stage of Qi training, when he heard Fang Qingyuan's question, he blinked and said:

"The Patriarch is fine, but now he is at the front line of Tianyin Mountain and cannot come back. The rest of us have to adjust to the rear for a few days, and we will return to Tianyin Mountain soon."

Hearing that this group of She family disciples had retreated from the front line, Fang Qingyuan became interested, and he said curiously:
"What's the situation on the front line recently? I've been listening to gossip. I don't know which one to believe. As for what the Wei family said, I can't believe it."

After She Xuanyan drank the remaining wine in the cup, she muffled:
"The battle situation on the front line is not optimistic. The coalition forces led by the four Jindans of the Qi Fu League forcibly attack Tianyin Mountain every few days. The ancestor of the Wei family brought the Lingjiao turtle and could not retreat. The situation is very passive, and I heard from the Patriarch. There are still three Golden Cores in Fumeng who have not rushed over from the rear, if they also come, then this battle will undoubtedly be lost."

Hearing this news, Fang Qingyuan wanted to take a deep breath. There are seven Golden Pills in one Qifu League, and this two-on-seven match is a game that must be lost.

Unless Le Chuan goes off in person and brings his companion beast, there is still a fight, but will Le Chuan go off in person?
When Fang Qingyuan was deep in thought, She Xuanyan asked expectantly:
"Fang Daoyou, I don't know what is your relationship with Zhao Liangde, the head of your Shuwu Peak?"

As soon as She Xuanyan finished speaking, Fang Qingyuan's eyes lit up. He looked at She Xuanyan and laughed from the bottom of his heart:
"Uncle Zhao? I know him very well, he is my nobleman."

(End of this chapter)