The ancestors of the demon gate will pass through

Chapter 60 Counterattack
"It must be ensured that each Junior Brother has more than 36 Burning Bone and Soul Nails in his hand! The Jade Fire Yinfeng Tent also needs to have one!" Tang Zhong looked at the statistical report of low-level spiritual materials, and was responsible for guarding the general warehouse. The disciple who distributed the supplies warned, "There are not enough spiritual materials to refine the Demon Fire Flying Skull. You should inform Junior Brother Chang and let him speed up the collection. Now make sure that each team has a Demon Fire Flying Skull."

"It's brother, I'll do it right away!" The registered disciple who had been following the record immediately took the order.

"Wait, distribute the extra spiritual materials to the juniors. If the treasure is damaged, there is still a chance to repair it!" Tang Zhong stopped the disciple who was about to leave, and said after a little thought, " You don't need to contact Junior Brother Chang, I will personally summon you."

"Yes!"

Seeing the backs of the disciples leaving the Kaogong Hall quickly, Tang Zhong couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. He has been busy in the Kaogong Hall, which he doesn't use on weekdays, and he just made all the arrangements. .

Who told me that my master is a hands-off shopkeeper? After arranging the task of infiltrating the One Yuan Continent, he would disappear. If it weren't for Tang Zhong's talent in integration and scheduling, the 32 registered disciples and nearly a thousand new and old demon servants would have disappeared. It's strange if it doesn't become a mess.

Taking advantage of the time when Lu Qingzhi and Chang Wu hadn't arrived, Tang Zhong calmly sorted out his thoughts.

The tasks assigned by Wang Yuan were both broad and messy. If they didn't have a clear goal and set a common course of action, they wouldn't be able to make waves with just a few disciples from Huangying Mountain.

"We need less manpower and less karma to bear. What should we do?" Tang Zhong rubbed his temples slowly. All kinds of difficulties made him, a cultivator in the Void Return Realm, feel a headache.

"It will take a few days to sort out the information on the One Yuan Continent and the various practice sects. Don't rush me any more. If you want to hurry up, Senior Brother, just give me three hundred. No, it's five hundred formless gods and demons. Otherwise, don’t talk about it!” Lu Qingzhi’s voice echoed in the Kaogong Hall before he entered the palace gate, with that exasperated tone, it was obvious that Tang Zhong had bothered him a lot these days.

"Sit down first, and wait for Junior Brother Chang!" When the master was away, the friendship between the disciples of Huangying Mountain made the relationship between them a lot closer. Tang Zhong didn't care about Lu Qingzhi's rudeness, and pointed at him the futon said to him.

"Call me another five hundred gods and demons, and I will lead someone to dig out all the spiritual materials you want!"

The voice of "debt collection" with Lu Qingzhi, not long after Lu Qingzhi took his seat, echoed again in the Kaogong Hall. Tang Zhong's "oppression" made Chang Wu, who had always been calm, tend to go crazy.

"I've scraped the surrounding ground hundreds of times. I don't know if the sky is three feet higher or not. There must be one foot!" Chang Wu, who was also seated in front of Tang Zhong, complained angrily. Chang Wu felt his body for a long time without using the tobacco rod for a long time before realizing that he had already run out of shredded tobacco, which made Chang Wu's mood even worse.

Ignoring the resentful eyes of the two juniors, Tang Zhong straightened his mind and said, "I have some clues about the task assigned by Master. This time I called you here to discuss it and see if it is feasible..."

"Brother Wang, your disciples are all pretty good. Although their cultivation base is not good enough, they can almost handle their own duties when they are pulled out. Do you have any experience in cultivating disciples and subordinates?" Zhang Jiye, a ghost scholar here, saw the busy and orderly situation in the mountains, so he couldn't help asking Wang Yuan beside him.

"Hehe!" Wang Yuan was speechless and could only change the subject.

"What do you think is the intention of the seven factions?" Wang Yuan pointed to the new invitation card on the stone table in front of him and asked Zhang Jiye.

"You messed up the plan, and I plan to get back to the city!" Zhang Jiye said with a light smile, "But this time they really paid a heavy price, a world leading to the back of the Great Zhou Dynasty, what is the 'ink world'? The Gate of Another World, tsk tsk, what a big deal!"

Although Zhang Jiye's temperament is free and unrestrained, but his vision is still very vicious, he and Wang Yuan thought the same about why the Seven Great Sects held the Immortals Conference for the second time.

"It can not only extinguish Emperor Anqing's longing for longevity from the source, but also give the immortals who can't get the 'melon' a chance to restart the recruitment plan. This method can't be said to be bad!" analyzed Zhang Jiye, who was addicted Regardless of Wang Yuan's complexion, "Your plan is good everywhere, but unfortunately I didn't consider that not all immortals have such reliable disciples as you!"

"The resources of the other world and the merits of preventing Emperor Anqing from living forever and returning to the land after nine days will definitely attract all the immortals in the heavens. Although your plan will still be implemented at that time, the focus will not be on you. It was taken back by the Seven Great Factions silently!" Zhang Jiye was immersed in the layout and planning of the Seven Great Factions, and couldn't help sighing, "I really want to know the conspirator!"

"When are you going to get out?" Wang Yuan stroked Huang Long Ruyi in his robe sleeve, thinking about which angle to hit Zhang Jiye's head would be more effective.

"The date of the conference is coming soon. This time we are inviting the real body. Why don't we leave tomorrow?" Zhang Jiye said, not sure if he was really confused or pretended to be.

"You go first, I'm going to prepare, and I'll come later!" Wang Yuan thought for a moment, and said to Zhang Jiye.

"Oh! You're planning to be late, so what's the word? Yes, it's so pretentious!" Zhang Jiye instantly understood Wang Yuan's plan, and used the vocabulary he learned from Wang Yuan to express it precisely. come out.

After Wang Yuan discovered that the space traveler was running around, he put down many hidden actions, but the retribution was not good.

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Three days later, at the gate square of Heming Mountain.

I don't know if it's because I'm really not ready, or if I'm planning to give many big factions a chance to show off, the loose cultivators who arrived early can only wait on the square.

Fortunately, the square expanded through space is big enough, and the immortals also have the airs of an expert, otherwise it's really hard to say what kind of chaos it will be.

Time passed slowly, and just when Taoist and Buddhist casual practitioners were a little impatient, and the grumpy demons were about to start making trouble, a performance show to show their strength and attract casual practitioners finally began.

Splashing ink landscapes, chanting Confucian classics, under the brilliance of the phantom shadows of Confucian sages, a group of Confucian immortals with fluttering crowns flew slowly from the eastern sky to the square in rows, filling the sky with awe-inspiring righteousness, attracting Countless casual cultivators stared enviously.

"It's Zhixing Academy!" The casual cultivators who saw the identity of the people excitedly said to the people beside them.

"The Confucianism is so strong!" Just as the casual cultivators were discussing, a burst of iron and blood's unique smell came with the wind. It was also in the direction of the east sky, and the projection of the battlefield covered in gunpowder pushed away the splashed ink landscape. Occupies the best position in the sky.

"It's a military fairy, it's a military fairy!" The armored fairy who appeared from nowhere commanded many Taoist soldiers transformed from demons and ghosts, and marched towards the square at high speed. The evil spirit compared the Confucian immortals in front of him in terms of momentum.

"These warriors are not from the same faction. I'm afraid the warriors have formed an alliance!" Seeing this scene, the knowledgeable immortals couldn't help saying one after another.

"I don't know when Brother Wang plans to appear. Judging by this posture, the order of appearance of each sect and faction is probably arranged!" Zhang Jiye, who came to the square early, couldn't help muttering while looking at the wonders of Dongtian , "It's not good to jump in the queue, the finale is the fun!"

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