Chi Zitan made up his mind to go to the battlefield in all directions.

But before I went there, I had to go back to Xiaoguozi Village. Now I practice Qi at the seventh floor and am also qualified to apply for going out for business or visiting relatives.

Well, I haven’t seen my parents for eight years, and I think a lot. At the same time, I am now a god in the eyes of mortals, and I have to take care of my family.

After applying for military service on the four battlefields, Chi Zitan packed up and set off. He took a detour home.

After not seeing each other for eight years, Chi Zitan's parents have grown much older. Although they are only in their early 40s, they already seem a little old in this society, especially if they don't see their son for a long time, and the couple miss them very much. Due to the rules of the gods on the mountain, mortals are not allowed to take the initiative to visit, otherwise they would have gone to Xuanjing to watch it long ago.

Fortunately, I couldn't go to Xuanjing Temple, otherwise the two old people would have to worry about it. In addition, one of the village had entered Xuanjing Temple to cultivate immortality before, and he had never returned to the village a few years ago. Thinking about it, this may be a rule, and he would not be able to get out of it within a certain period of time.

Although the two old people have different ideas, the facts are similar.

Of course, Chi Zitan would not talk about his parents about their experiences over the years, but they just didn’t have to worry about the way to cultivate immortality. If you want to live forever, you must keep moving forward.

In addition, Chi Zitan has to have no worries considering the dangers of the battlefields in all directions.

So this time he brought a lot of gold and silver (this kind of ordinary thing is not worth mentioning for people on the mountain), and a few elixirs that prolong life (this elixir can almost ignore the medicinal power of people on the mountain, but it has a great effect for people on the mountain). In addition, the things he had saved in the past few years were replaced with some low-level talisman paper to protect his parents.

Time always passes quickly. Chi Zitan and his parents chatted casually about the things they had and nothing happened, and half a day passed.

When we were farewell, of course we were reluctant and instructed again.

Chi Zitan was cruel and cruel. He was destined to slowly separate from the ordinary people. Too much concern would be destined to be beneficial to his own cultivation, and the inner demons would only become bigger in the future.

After leaving Xiaoguozi Village, Chizitan felt a little lonely, but life is like this, and cultivation is just a way of life.

On the way to the Sifang battlefield, Chi Zitan checked the stone tablet in his body again.

It is strange to say that over the years, this stone tablet has nothing happened except for regularly absorbing its own qi and blood. The only thing that changes slightly is that as the realm increases, the amount of qi and blood it absorbs will increase.

Up to now, the amount of qi and blood absorbed by the stone tablet has far exceeded the amount of the first time. Although the ratio to the total qi and blood of its own is decreasing, the absolute amount has increased a lot.

This has led to the rising cost of Chi Zitan's recovery of qi and blood every time. This is also the fundamental reason why he is still penniless for so many years. Otherwise, he would not have even had the lowest storage bag until now. The brothers and sisters in the door thought he was doing a very miserable job.

It's fine. I originally thought that after absorbing the qi and blood for so many years, something magical can happen, but it seems that it's just a bottomless pit that cannot be fed, and nothing is done.

If so much qi and blood were fed to a pig, I think I could become a demon.

But the stone tablet is tough. Now, in addition to the six characters, the font has completely turned red, and its unmoving personality is still as always.

Alas, the stone tablet is the old man, what can Chi Zitan do, the little brother?

That is to say, it makes its cultivation speed comparable to that of a genius. Otherwise, if you believe it or not, you will take out the vampire even if you break it open.

It's strange that this thing was not detected by the master in his body.

Once, when I reached the fourth level of Qi training, my cultivation speed was much higher than Master’s expectations. After all, there was no such a bad spiritual root, and my cultivation was so fast. So Master began to doubt his secrets, and then he checked his body in detail. But even if he checked every pore, he did not find any abnormalities, so he had to give up.

It is said to be a check on the stone tablet. In fact, Chi Zitan prays every day that the stone tablet can undergo awesome changes, and then let himself soar into the sky and become the overlord of this world.

But I was disappointed every time, and this time was no exception.

...

It took a week to arrive at the camp of the four battlefields.

It’s also because Chi Zitan is too poor. He can’t afford to buy flying magic weapons, but he can’t even afford to buy flying talisman paper. What’s worse is that he can’t even be jealous of even a small spell like Wind Scrolling.

When Chi Zitan remembered this, she felt like crying without tears.

Is there any seventh level of Qi training period poorer than yourself in this world?

Alas, I won't mention this.

Looking at the extremely huge formation barrier ahead, Chi Zitan calmed down, touched his arms, and found that the thing was still there, so he felt a little more at ease.

The barrier is like a huge cover, covering dozens of miles of radius. The outside is full of brilliance and the scene inside cannot be seen at all. The confidentiality work is done quite well.

Chi Zitan tidied up his clothes and then strode over.

Not far outside the barrier, Chi Zitan was thinking about how to go through the program. A young man in his 20s came out of the barrier, stopped him and shouted loudly:

"Who is the monk, what are you doing at the Tianqiong Camp?"

Although Chi Zitan listened to the other party's tone very stern, he had no temper at all. He cooperated very seriously:

"This elder brother, the cultivator from Qinglong Peak in the Evil Dragon Valley, took over the mission of the division and went to the battlefield in the four directions to serve in the military. This is my identity proof."

Chi Zitan said as he took out a token and handed it to the guard.

After the young monk used special magic to identify Chi Zitan's identity, he confirmed Chi Zitan's tone and his tone became much calmer:

"It turns out to be Brother Chi. Please wait a moment. I will report it back and then notify the brothers from the Neifutang and take you to go through the service procedures."

Chi Zitan replied, "Brother, thank you for your hard work", and then waited for someone to take him away.

Soon, a round-faced boy with a three-layer Qi training and a round-faced boy wearing a yellow robe came out.

Seeing the cultivation of the round-faced boy, Chi Zitan was stunned for a moment, and then felt relieved. The inner palace hall was equivalent to the logistics personnel of the previous life force. It was not necessary to go to the front line. It was normal to have a lower cultivation level. Moreover, it might not be a certain problem here. Such an errand should not be the turn of ordinary people.

Having figured out this, although the round-faced boy had a low cultivation level, Chi Zitan was very polite to him, completely looking like he was following your arrangements.

After entering the barrier, thousands of tents appeared in front of me, which were somewhat similar to the ancient camps on Earth.

However, there are no soldiers on patrol, no torches and fences. Thinking about it, it is impossible to get involved in the spy in the barrier.

Even if there are spies who can enter here through identity identification, patroling is useless, especially in the world of cultivation. The higher the position, the higher the cultivation level, and it is not easy for spies to rashly get close to the main tent.

Similarly, the spy has a high level of cultivation and has special secret techniques to hide his true identity, so patrol is even more useless. It is like the Lord of the Evil Dragon Valley uses secret techniques to perform invisibility. Standing in front of him, he will not notice it. The difference between the two sides is too big.

Of course, patrols in the foundation building stage will still have a great effect. However, there are not so many foundation building stages, and it is not practical to organize patrols, especially the cost is too high. It is better to use surveillance magic weapons to make it real.

Chi Zitan understood these things after a little thought, so he didn't ask too much about what he shouldn't ask. If the round-faced boy took the initiative to say it, he would listen carefully.

Of course, the round-faced boy did not say a word of nonsense except to take him through the entry procedures, and he was like a mute.

Finally, he took Chi Zitan to a remote small tent, and called out a monk who looked like a small leader in the tent, and left.

When Chi Zitan saw this little leader, he immediately respectfully handed over the new identity card to the other party. Although this action seemed to be a waste of time, it was impossible for the round-faced boy to not tell him his identity when he entered the tent.

But this "extraordinary" action obviously won the favor of the small leader. After all, who doesn't like such a sensible recruit?

The little leader took the identity card, looked at it symbolically, and immediately returned it to Chi Zitan. Then he laughed, patted Chi Zitan on the shoulder, and took him into the tent.

There were six other people in the tent, including the little leader and Chi Zitan, which happened to be eight people, which also happened to be eight beds.

The little leader called the others over, and then asked Chi Zitan to introduce himself first, and then asked the other people to introduce himself one by one. Finally, it was his own turn.

The little leader's surname is Zhang Mingfeng, and he comes from the Shanshui Sect of Level D. He is in the tenth level of Qi training period and has been in service for seven years. He is currently the captain of the team.

The other six people are:

Huang Xin, Dingtian Pavilion, Level 5 sect, was in the ninth level of Qi training period, and was in service for four years.

Sun Deliang, Xiaotian Peak of Level 5, was in the ninth level of Qi training period, and was in service for four years.

Kong Lichu, Sandao Gang, was in the eighth level of Qi training period, and was in service for five years.

Chu Huairen, Liangqionghui, was in the eighth level of Qi training period, and was in service for two years.

Min Hao, Caiyun Valley, Qi training period eighth floor, and has been in service for three years.

Weng Buhai, one day building, seven floors of Qi training, and one year of service.

Chi Zitan had a preliminary contact, and it was not difficult for these people to get along with.

Although I only practiced Qi at the seventh level, I was also from the Wu level sect after all. I didn’t feel this identity before, but when I went outside, it was still useful. At least there was no influence in the tent. When Chi Zitan heard the word "是" and he smiled together.

Of course, Chi Zitan didn't care about these things. In his opinion, at least his first step was pretty good.

Didn’t the ancients say: the first step to success is to complete half of the matter.

With this idea in mind, Chi Zitan naturally used his ability to get involved in the circle and gradually established a preliminary friendship with the rest of the team.

As for whether this friendship is reliable, it would be easier to verify it in the battlefields of all directions.
Chapter completed!