None of the four Yuan Dan ancestors present gave any lengthy explanations.

From beginning to end, the ins and outs of the whole thing were only known to a few of them, Yuandan realm masters.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the younger generations a hundred or even hundreds of years from now may still be kept in the dark.

Under the general situation, low-level monks can only obey the instructions from above, rise up to kill the enemy, and strive to survive.

The so-called eternal life is just an unattainable dream for almost all living beings.

Even Chen Ping, who possesses the most precious treasure, does not dare to regard living as long as Heaven as the goal of practicing Taoism.

His ideas are simple and crude, he accumulates resources, seizes every opportunity to advance, step on others step by step, and ultimately controls his own destiny.

It was as if he was currently in the Yuan Dan realm, and if he told one thing, hundreds of Qi practitioners and foundation-building monks would fight to the death for his selfish desires.

If you break into the Golden Pill one day, the one who obeys your orders will be the Yuan Pill, a fake pill.

And once you become a god, even the Yuanying Ancestor who has a lifespan of three thousand years will have to obey you.

Only by holding a huge amount of power that can be given up at any time will your life not be in vain.

"Battlefield fighting adopts a points system."

Chen Xiangwen spoke again, and said with great energy: "Kill an enemy who is practicing Qi to accumulate five points, an enemy who is building a foundation to accumulate one hundred points, and half-step Yuan Dan to accumulate two hundred points."

As for the stronger Yuan Dan realm, he didn't mention a word.

The Yuandan of the Deng and Pu clans were only a few. In a melee, they had to rely on their own high-level people to deal with them. The low-level monks were basically useless.

"Assuming that there is a situation where the enemy is besieged and destroyed, then the monk who caused the fatal blow will get half of the points, and the remaining points will be shared among the participants."

“In addition, points cannot be traded or given away.”

Fan Yiqiao slowly added from the side.

This points model is a mature system that has been implemented in the two battlefields for decades.

Before, Fan Yiqiao only proposed a framework, and the Chen family immediately accepted it.

And he transferred more than a hundred sect elites here, not only because of the constraints of the thick blood contract, but also with the intention of earning a lot of resources from the Chen family to supplement his own strength.

Because it is the Chen family that leads the offensive and defensive battle in Haichang, all reward resources are provided by them alone.

Similarly, the subsequent Jinrui battlefield will be handled by Shattered Star Gate alone.

"All resources seized in the war are not allowed to be pocketed privately. No matter you are a member of my Chen clan or a disciple of the Broken Star Sect, you will be killed once you find it."

Chen Ping's eyes shone with coldness, and everyone who was swept by him lowered their heads in shock.

"What Fellow Daoist Chen said is also what I meant."

Fan Yiqiao's eyes were bright, he looked directly at the sect's queue, and said slowly, especially staying for half a breath on his grandson Fan Chiyan.

He had cultivated this child with his own hands and usually had strict control over him.

However, the family is too superior. Although the grandson's character is not arrogant and wanton, he is a bit pretentious and aloof.

That time, in the last round of the sect's elixir competition, Sun Tzu was defeated by Gong Lingshan and lost the right to use the Qingxuhualuo elixir.

Fan Chiyan's mentality suddenly collapsed a lot, and he intensified his efforts to seize resources, broke the rules on the Jinrui battlefield many times, and secretly withheld the sect's public property.

Both Fan Yiqiao and Gong Lingshan were well aware of this matter, but they just turned a blind eye and did not deal with it in a faceless manner.

But now we are on Chen's territory.

With Chen Ping's cruelty, if Fan Chiyan dared to violate the rules, he would definitely twist off his grandson's head in front of him.

Chen Ping's magical power was so powerful that Fan Yiqiao asked himself that if two of him were superimposed, he would not be his opponent.

So, in front of everyone, he warned his grandson with cold eyes not to act recklessly.

"Does Grandpa think I am a foolish cultivator without any brains?"

Fan Chiyan clasped her hands and lowered her head, but she muttered dissatisfied in her heart.

"Hey, this guy seems to be a little thorny, otherwise why would Old Man Fan deliberately warn him?"

Chen Ping thought about it calmly and decided to pay more attention to this person during the fight.

He could remember that when Fan Chiyan rushed into Fuge Mountain with his spirit ship, he was still clamoring to destroy the entire Chen family.

If there was an opportunity to educate this child, how could Chen Ping miss it so easily?

"Does anyone else have any doubts about the points system for the war?"

As soon as Chen Xiangwen gathered his spiritual energy, the voice from his mouth immediately spread throughout the Crescent Valley.

After a few breaths, he saw no one asked questions, so he continued: "Now, I will announce the treasure rewards we have initially planned."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place was completely silent. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Seeing this, Chen Xiangwen smiled slightly and took out a piece of blood-colored leather paper from his sleeve robe. With a flick of his eye, it suddenly enlarged hundreds of times and turned into a purple light curtain, with densely packed ancient Chinese characters for cultivation inside.

For a moment, all the cultivators widened their eyes and hurriedly stared at the light curtain.

Immediately afterwards, a certain junior qi practitioner on the steps couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Just as he covered his mouth and felt rude, heated discussions rang out one after another around him.

As if what he just said was just a prelude to the tsunami rolling over the waves, after a while, overwhelming cheers sounded from everywhere.

From a few Half-step Yuan Dan to the seventh level of Qi training, all the faces were filled with joy.

Because the rewards promised by the Chen family were so generous that they couldn't believe it.

The one that ranks first is a Xuanpin low-level skill with five elements attributes.

Although the name of the technique was not indicated, and only the techniques from the Qi training stage to the early stage of Yuan Dan stage were provided, it still made everyone very interested and their eyes lit up.

For the vast majority of people, the cultivation methods of the first three realms are completely sufficient. Is it possible that they still try to break through the golden elixir?

Of course, even if you redeem this incomplete lower-level Xuanpin technique, you will still have to spend five hundred points.

This means that you have to kill at least five foundation builders alone!

What a concept this is, I'm afraid not even Chen Xingchao, Fan Chiyan, Jiang Wanfu and other Half-step Yuan Dan would dare to boast about it in Haikou.

"I must obtain the Xuanpin Kung Fu."

Jiang Wanfu's eyes shrank, and a hint of greed appeared.

"Brother Chen, that thing worth five hundred points can't be Tianluo Zhiyang's magic method, right?"

Fan Yiqiao frowned and said in a slightly unhappy tone.

Thinking that he had just exchanged five pieces of fourth-level ore for Tianluo Zhiyang Magical Art, if he let everyone exchange it at this time, wouldn't he suffer a big loss?

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Fan, the magical method of Tianluo Zhiyang is a secret that is not passed down to the family and cannot be easily leaked."

Chen Ping smiled at him and comforted him in a warm voice.

In fact, the Xuanpin skill he listed as a reward was the Chongxu Ember Fire Technique practiced by Deng Chenhuan.

This technique is one of the Deng family's clan-suppressing techniques. He only got the part that he had cultivated to the early stage of Yuan Dan, so it was just right to put it into the exchange list.

"The noble actually collected two Xuanpin techniques?"

Fan Yiqiao was suddenly shocked and said with an envious tone.

The Broken Star Sect has been passed down to this day, and there is only one Xuanpin Tiansu Yunshui Jue to support the scene.

But this person who was once a vassal rose up at an unexpected speed, and suddenly had two Xuanpin techniques to suppress the fate of the clan. The huge change really made him feel mixed emotions.

"It should be as rumored by the outside world that the Chen family has obtained the complete inheritance of a certain fake elixir or golden elixir monk."

Fan Yiqiao licked his lips and pondered secretly.

After much thought, he planned to tell Fan Chiyan and Huang Yuguan later that no matter how difficult it was, one of the two must collect 500 points.

After the Xuanpin Kung Fu, there are two top-grade spiritual weapons, priced at two hundred points.

The third treasure is a piece of cultivation experience that breaks through the threshold of Yuan Dan realm, with one hundred and fifty points.

Next, there is a dazzling array of elixirs, talismans, magic weapons, etc., ranging from one hundred points to one point.

Calculated this way, one point is equivalent to three hundred spirit stones!

Encouraged by such generous rewards, the cultivators seemed to have ignored the fear brought by the Deng and Pu tribes, and were eager to try. What's more, relying on their own weak means, they actually began to hope that the enemy would kill Shanghai Changdao soon.

Anyway, if the sky falls, it won't be their turn to carry the cauldron.

What's more, the ancestor of Yuandan is a mature person. If he doesn't have the slightest certainty, how can he start a war rashly?

Amidst the murmur of everyone's discussion, the four Yuan Dan Ancestors disappeared without a trace.

After the mobilization was over, Chen Ping immediately issued a ban, and the monks in the Crescent Valley were not allowed to go out from now on.

Furthermore, practitioners are not allowed to gather in groups, hold private exchange meetings, etc.

…

In the main hall of the enshrinement hall, Chen Xiangwen and Chen Ping sat face to face, each holding a jade slip in their raised hands.

"I didn't expect that the number of monks above the seventh level of Qi training under my Chen family would actually reach more than 410."

Chen Xiangwen let go of the jade slip sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and said with emotion on his face.

Chen Pingping withdrew his consciousness expressionlessly and did not answer.

Of course, it is impossible for the Chen family to produce so many masters.

There are more than 410 people counted by the Internal Affairs Hall, including dozens of guest ministers from the ninth level of Qi training led by the Worship Hall, the monks who surrendered from Feiyue Island, and the casual cultivators who stayed in the Chen family's waters and were temporarily requisitioned.

These more than 400 Qi practitioners, plus more than 30 foundation builders, are the mainstays participating in this war.

Those whose cultivation has not reached the late stage of Qi training cannot even be called cannon fodder in the face of the cruel monk war, and there is no need to go into battle at all.

"Sigh, after this battle, I don't know how many percent I can survive."

Chen Xiangwen's face flashed with sadness and he sighed.

"If you don't fight or grab, what's the point of cultivating yourself?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Many things are predetermined when a person is born. Your spiritual roots, your background, and the environment in which you grew up are difficult for you to change."

"However, the human race is not a creature that only relies on instinct to survive. When the shackles of fate trap you, we can struggle, we can resist, and we can influence those around us by strengthening ourselves."

"And this monk war is like a shackle around the neck. It cannot be broken, and the body and soul will disappear. On the contrary, once it succeeds, both the family and the individual will undergo an unprecedented transformation."

Chen Xiangwen rubbed his brows, as if he couldn't agree with his remarks, so he simply gave up the topic and said solemnly: "By the way, I want to send a group of family members out to avoid trouble."

"Do you want to keep the fire?"

Chen Ping's heart moved and he nodded in agreement.

He had actually considered this from the beginning, but he had been too lazy to give instructions.

Unlike Chen Xiangwen who always puts family interests and inheritance first, he has almost no sense of belonging to Haichang.

If he hadn't had the intention to form a force to collect high-level ores, he would have left this barren sea long ago.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Ping spoke quickly and slowly: "Zhou Kang Linggen has good qualifications and is extremely talented in alchemy. Let him lead a few junior Qi practitioners and leave quietly."

"this……"

Chen Xiangwen wrinkled his nose, thought for a while and said, "I happen to have some connections with the Alchemy Alliance on Wangqin Island. I can ask a few friends to take care of them."

"Well, Wangqin Island is a good place. Zhou Kang can master alchemy skills by living there for a long time."

Chen Ping smiled lightly and added: "I plan to hand over the two level 3 formations in the city to Yun'er and Junior Sister Jiang. Does Uncle Wen have any objections?"

"You just decide."

Chen Xiangwen grinned and cursed secretly, Chen Ping was obviously showing favoritism.

In a battle between the two parties, a head-on fight must be the most dangerous. Even Yuan Dan monks are at risk of falling.

But this is not the case in Haichang City. Unless the monks fighting outside are defeated like a mountain, it will be much safer under the protection of two level three formations than outside the city.

However, Chen Xiangwen could also understand his actions in protecting his Taoist companions and junior sisters.

Just like just now, Chen Ping proposed that Chen Zhoukang go to Wangqin Island to avoid disaster. Although he felt it was not good, he did not object.

Next, the two stopped talking and each returned to the cave to meditate and be ready for battle at any time.

…

In the backyard of the Deacon Hall, Chen Ping jumped off a spider demon puppet, dusted it off, and then looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

The nine-headed second-level Dark Night Golden Rose Spiders all lunged forward with their claws, and a layer of blood-colored light on their backs was shrinking rapidly, shrinking into the core of the puppet.

In the past few days, he has been hiding here day and night just to arrange the secret technique.

The bloody light group that had just been integrated into the core was actually the disintegration and self-destruction technique in the Puppet Essence Skill.

With just a thought, the nine puppets will explode silently. If caught by surprise, it will be easy to kill several foundation-building monks.

Of course, he would only use the disintegration and self-destruction technique when he was caught in an unclear situation.

Otherwise, every time he self-destructs a second-level puppet, he will lose more than 10,000 spirit stones. How could he be willing to spend such a huge amount of money?

"Um?"

At this time, Chen Ping seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, then opened his mouth and spat out, and an ice crystal flame lay in the palm of his hand.

Almost instantly, the surface of the seed in the flames became emerald green, and its shape suddenly expanded several times.

Chen Ping frowned and quickly removed the spiritual flames that wrapped it. Then, the shadow of an ancient vine about half a foot high appeared behind the seed.

A wisp of green seedlings broke out of the shell, and the dense branches and leaves kept sprouting and spreading wildly in all directions. In just three breaths, it grew into a small vine that was very similar to the Sky Vine itself.

"coming!"

Seeing this, Chen Ping shrank his eyes and quickly took away the puppets on the ground. Without stopping, he sent a message to the three Yuan Dans in Crescent Valley: Chen Xiangwen, Gong Lingshan, and Fan Yiqiao, and he turned into a green light and went towards them.

Fly outside the city.

"Yun'er, Junior Sister Jiang, start the formation immediately!"
Chapter completed!