After Lu Ping came out of Liu Xianchang's place, he went to the alchemy room to exchange the dozens of spiritual grasses he had obtained into contribution points, and then went to the Qi Lian Pavilion to hand over the ores and monster raw materials, making his contribution points reach four at once.
Ten, there are still ten left before you can change to an intermediate magic weapon.
Thinking of the third-level disciple I met in the market, it took a year to reach a contribution value of fifty, and in the end he had to sell the spiritual stones of the magic weapon in exchange, and he was almost there in just one day.
Reached.
It seems that it is in line with the saying "A horse will not be fat without night grass, and a man will not be rich without windfall"!
In the blink of an eye, another half year has passed, and the time for experience has finally arrived.
In the past six months, Lu Ping finally consolidated his cultivation to the middle stage of the eighth level of blood refining due to his more abundant supply of spiritual stones.
Cultivation is like this, the further you go, the harder it gets. After breaking through the eighth level of blood refining, I didn't dare to slack off at all. I used pills and spirit stones to practice at full capacity. In one year, I just went from the eighth level to the eighth level.
Middle layer.
In the past, disciples had to choose tasks from the sect and travel alone or in groups. Most of them were hunting sea beasts in the sea, hunting monsters on islands, collecting spiritual herbs, collecting ores, etc., etc.
, many categories.
This time it was different. The team was led by the Immortal Chief, the professor of the third-level disciples. In addition to the disciples of the eighth level of blood refining and above in the team, they also summoned the disciples of the eighth level and above of blood refining from the outer sect to form a team of twenty people.
A training team.
Twenty training teams left one after another from the teleportation array in the other courtyard. All the disciples did not know what their training tasks were.
When Lu Ping came out of the teleportation array, he was already on an island, and the crashing sound of waves not far away could be heard faintly.
The seventh team, together with Liu Xianchang, a total of 21 people, rested all night under the guidance of the already waiting Zhenling stationed on the island.
The next day everyone gathered under a rock on the island, and Liu Xianchang and Du Xianchang, who had been waiting for them last night, announced to them this training mission.
Seeing the eager expressions of the disciples under the rock, Liu Xianchang showed no expression on his face and said coldly: "This is the Xuanhua Island, a small Xuan-level island on the border of our sect, five hundred miles away from the local family.
This is the destination of the seventh team’s training this time.”
Some outer disciples who were familiar with the area immediately reacted and whispered below: "Xuanhua Island? That is not a Xuan-level island in the southernmost part of our sect's sphere of influence. Five hundred miles further south is the Xuanling sect's power.
Scope? This..." After saying this, the disciple's face couldn't help but change color.
"Is this training mission going to be done on the Xuanling Sect's territory?"
"The two factions are not going to go to war, right?"
"The Xuanling Sect is now the largest force in our northern sea area. This experience may not be easy!"
"Hmph, what are you afraid of? I heard that the Xuanling Sect has declined a lot in recent years, so our sect is not necessarily afraid of him!"
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Listening to the discussions among the people around him, Lu Ping was also a little confused. Is it possible that the sect really wants to rub the Xuanling Sect's tiger's beard?
Liu Xianchang looked at the expressions of the disciples, his face was still cold, and continued: "It has been found out that there is a group of monks called the 'Tongxiu Alliance', who were instructed by the Xuanling Sect to spy on the secrets of the sect, and many
A conspiracy to rob and kill the disciples of our sect." As he said this, Liu Xianchang's eyes inadvertently glanced at Lu Ping, and then said: "After the incident, he fled to the border waters between the Xuanling Sect and our sect, and is now hiding in the Xuanling Sect.
Xuan-level island - Xuanqi Island. Therefore, our team's task for this training is to occupy Xuanqi Island, capture and kill the "Fellow Cultivator Alliance" monks, and maintain the dignity of our sect. Anyone who offends my true spirit will be called upon.
When the body dies, the Tao disappears!"
All the disciples have been trained and educated by the True Spirit Sect since they were young, and have a strong sense of belonging to the True Spirit Sect. Even Lu Ping made Liu Xianchang's blood boil with enthusiasm when he said a few stern words.
Seeing the high morale of the disciples, Liu Xianchang looked very pleased. He pointed to Du Xianchang next to him and said: "This is the Immortal Chief stationed on Xuanhua Island of our sect. This mission is led by Du Xianchang and himself.
All the disciples work together and vow to kill the remnants of the 'Fellow Cultivators Alliance'!"
On the boundless sea, a magic weapon like a big ship quickly passed by the sea surface and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a white water mark on the sea surface.
This large magical vessel brought out by Immortal Du really surprised all the disciples in other courtyards. Although this magical vessel is only of middle grade, such a large magical vessel that can carry many people is very rare. It is ordinary.
Even a top-quality magic weapon may not be exchanged for it.
Du Xianchang looked at everyone's shocked and envious expressions, smiled helplessly, and said: "This is the magical weapon prepared by our sect for this experience. I am not generous enough to own such a magical weapon."
The big ship did not choose to fly in the air. Although it was fast, it was too wasteful of mana, not to mention that a battle was about to come. When sailing on the sea, although the speed was half as slow, it was only five hundred miles in the sea, and it was still within an instant.
Unlike everyone who was nervous and excited before the battle, although Lu Ping's face was calm, he had too many doubts in his heart.
The "Fellow Cultivator Alliance" is just a group of casual cultivators, with no more than twenty members. The leader's cultivation level is only in the early stage of blood dissolution, and the rest are in the blood refining stage. Even if such a group is lucky enough to rob a few disciples of the True Spirit Sect,
How could he succeed several times without being discovered by the sect? After being discovered, how could he escape the pursuit of the Zhenling Sect and come to Xuanqi Island? You must know that the location of the Zhenling Villa is not anywhere else, but the sect of the Zhenling Sect.
There are so many masters in the station, how much energy is needed to escape from such a behemoth? How can the people of this sect be sure that the "Fellow Cultivator Alliance" is hiding on Xuanqi Island, and risk the Xuanling who is the leader in the cultivation world in the northern sea area?
The danger of making an enemy!
Lu Ping's heart moved. Unless this was intentional, what is the purpose of this sect? Could it be that our sect really has the strength to challenge the Xuanling Sect?
Lu Ping felt that his head was too big. He couldn't see that level. He didn't know what the big boss of his faction was thinking. He could only act like a chess piece.
I'm afraid even these two immortal leaders are just pawns!
Looking at the calm faces of Liu Xianchang and Du Xianchang, Lu Ping decided to make full preparations to land on the island and fight. Judging from the expressions of the two immortals, there should be no mistakes in this mission.
Fortunately, Lu Ping had already had a premonition and was well prepared this time. Touching his storage bag, Lu Ping couldn't help but feel a little pain in his body. It seemed that his belongings would be hard to save this time. I hope he could gain something. 1
Fighting kills people, even monks! As for Lu Ping's own safety, just kidding, how could he die! Lu Ping never thought about it at all.
Lu Ping gradually calmed down and started to run the "Blood Refining and Spiritual Transformation Technique", trying to adjust his condition to the best.
A towering black shadow in the distance is getting clearer and clearer. The place for this training is about to arrive. On Xuanqi Island, a fierce battle is about to begin!