The tattered flying boat arrived at a military camp.
This military camp is far away from the market. Even if you fly at full speed during the Immortal Stage, it will take ten days and a half, which shows how vast this upper realm is.
An Qingli was still in the Earth Immortal stage, and the speed of movement in the Mustard Seed Space was still slower than An Qingli's. If he had to rely on the Mustard Seed Space to reach the junction, it would take several years.
Traveling by flying boat really saves time and effort.
This military camp is a temporary structure and is very close to the battlefield, about thirty miles away.
An Qingli followed a group of washing women, lamely stepped off the flying boat, and stood at the entrance of the military camp with his head lowered.
In front of the military camp, a soldier held out a long glazed stone.
"What is this going to do?" the cleaning women whispered to each other.
Because many women came here for the first time for wages, so they didn't quite understand the rules.
"It's nothing, no need to make a fuss." Immediately, a gray-haired woman enthusiastically explained, "The fire will be lit on the stone later. It is a glazed fire that is neither cold nor hot. It is not harmful to people."
There is no damage, but we can find things like hairpins and magic weapons on us."
Glass fire?
An Qingli's heart moved, and he immediately thought of the glass lamp in the lower world.
Back then, the Queen of Wancheng Kingdom was holding a glass cup, but she almost destroyed the mustard space which was not high enough.
"Hey, are there such rare things in the military camp?" Someone spoke in official Chinese and asked curiously with his eyes wide open, "How come I haven't heard of it before?"
Immediately, a familiar woman replied with a sense of superiority: "There are many strange things in the military camp. This is not the case."
"Stop talking, stand still, and shut up!" The soldier held a big sword in his hand and shouted at the women who had been recruited.
Maybe there was a woman who was familiar with the people here and was not frightened by the soldier's aura. Instead, she had the courage to say witty words and tease the soldier a few words.
The women burst into laughter, and An Qingli laughed too.
The soldier who called himself Young Master was indeed a young man who had just grown up. However, the old woman's few words made him blush.
The crowd laughed again, and even the other soldiers laughed.
"Okay, okay, shut your mouth." A middle-aged soldier clapped his hands and greeted, "According to the rules, if you have any hidden magical weapons, you must hand them over in advance. If you don't obey, you will be punished.
If you find out, it will be ours."
Some people panicked and tightened their wallets.
Zhan Mojun was in chaos and left home again. It would be best to take things like the Immortal Crystal with you.
"Master Bing, will you return the things you voluntarily handed over?" Someone asked anxiously, "This is our hard-earned money. If you don't return it to us, we will die here!"
"Repay, I will repay!" the middle-aged soldier said proudly, "We soldiers are so rich, can we covet your three melons and two dates?"
When the middle-aged soldier general said this, the women laughed again. How rich could these soldiers in front of them be? If they were rich, they would not come here to look at the gate.
It is said that the gatekeepers in the barracks are the poorest and least promising.
The glazed stone lit up purple glazed fire.
Glazed stone, also called glazed fairy stone, is rare. Its fire is purple and it is the nemesis of those magical weapons.
The blazing glass fire was more than two meters high.
The washing women lined up and passed through the purple wall of fire one by one.
Those who had been to the barracks several times walked boldly in the front, while those who were here for the first time were a little scared and queued in the back.
"The fire looks scary, but it's not hot at all."
Someone made a strange noise and looked down at the linen shoes he was wearing. There was no trace of fire at all.
An Qingli lowered his head slightly, lamely, and walked slowly towards the purple flame according to the rules.
"Wait a minute." A soldier called to An Qingli.
An Qingli, who was carrying a heavy treasure, stood there with his head lowered and gave a normal reaction of being slightly scared.
"You don't seem to be very old." The soldier squinted at An Qingli, who was over a thousand years old.
A late Earth Immortal who is more than a thousand years old and can barely be considered a figure, how could he end up in this situation?
An Qingli raised his withered yellow arm and said in a trembling voice: "I have a disease and I don't have money to treat it. After I recover, I'm just... like this now."
"Eh." Someone quickly took a few steps back and said with disgust on his face, "It must be a disease of the liver and lungs! Is your disease really good or fake? Can it be passed on from person to person?"
An Qingli said immediately: "It's good, it's good. You see, I didn't cough or feel sleepy all the way here."
"That's true," the women said again, "but you should stay away from us. The plague in Demon Killing County comes every few years. Who knows if your disease is..."
"No, definitely not!" An Qingli said repeatedly, "As long as you get through this disease, it will be fine, and the yellowed skin can also recover within a few years."
An Qingli is an alchemist, so of course he knows something about various diseases.
Immortals in the upper world are also sick, and there are also some diseases that cannot be cut off.
"Has any of you seen this disease?" the soldier asked the people around him.
A woman raised her hand and replied, "I've seen it. Someone in my area has this disease. It's a dangerous disease, but if you get through it, it'll be fine."
"Really?" the soldier confirmed worriedly.
"Really." The woman said with a serious face, "If you have this disease once, you will never get it again. Some of our people there still hope to get this disease as soon as possible."
"Still expecting to get sick?" Someone laughed and cursed, "What's wrong."
An Qingli said quickly: "It is indeed a problem, a minor problem."
The soldier stared at An Qingli and asked, "You don't look like one of us. Do you have any immortality?"
"have……"
An Qingli lowered her head and responded. Not only did she have an immortal book now, but she also picked up many ownerless immortal books on the besieged spaceship.
There were nearly 800 immortal books, and she selected one that was similar to her age and kept it with her at all times.
The immortal book contains each person's place of origin and date of birth, and is also stamped with the red official seal of the government, making it extremely difficult to forge.
An Qingli was a little panicked and handed the fairy book out with his withered hands.
The soldier glanced at An Qingli's hand and said disgustedly: "Okay, okay, as long as you have immortal status, who cares where you come from."
"Master Bing is right." An Qingli responded and carefully took the fairy book into his arms as if it were a treasure.
The rest of the soldiers looked at An Qingli with a smile. She was indeed a woman with little knowledge. Even an immortal book looked like this.
Immortal books are not worth much in Demon Slayer County. You can buy a lot of them for a small amount of money, because they are things left by the dead.
But for these Huanxi women, the money spent to buy the immortal book may last them several days of food, so it is not cheap.
"Come in, come in." The middle-aged soldier waved his hand impatiently, "A young late-stage Earth Immortal who has become like this is just asking for it. It's not easy to go anywhere, so he came to this Demon Slaying County."