Chapter 170: The Seventh Mission - Cross-Strait Battlefield 13
Mo Yiyi took a deep breath, and then asked the disciples of the Sword Sect who were watching over the new disciples to prevent them from running around.
"Their clothes are obviously too small, why are they not included in the statistics?"
The Jianzong disciple who was asked was stunned for a moment, he didn't know this either.
But after thinking about it, he still found a reason.
"It's not necessary. After all, after they go to the battlefield, their clothes will definitely be damaged. When they come back and send them for repair, they just add a piece of fabric. Replacing them with new ones requires a lot of contribution points. Repairing them only requires
All it takes is two or three contribution points.”
Mo Yiyi took a deep breath again. She was completely out of temper with the frugal behavior of these Sword Sect disciples.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t change your clothes, what’s the matter with these little carrot heads?
"What did they do before? Why did they end up like this even when they were nourished by spiritual energy?"
What does it look like?
The disciple didn't understand and looked at the new disciples one more time. Isn't this good? They have grown stronger and taller. They have enough spiritual energy in their bodies and there are no injuries on their bodies. Isn't this good?
However, this disciple did not refute Noila Mo, but followed her words.
"They, they are new disciples. They can only do chores, usually collecting corpses. There is a special magic circle over there. They only need to throw the corpses in and clean up the excessive accumulation in the magic circle.
The ashes will become.”
Disciples of the Sword Sect have all done this kind of work, and it's pretty good except that the side of the magic circle is a little hotter, drier, and windy.
But it was different after hearing these words in Mo Yiyi's ears.
"You let children like them burn corpses???"
The Jianzong disciple blinked his eyes and didn't think there was anything wrong with this.
"They are not young anymore. They are disciples in the Qi refining stage, and they are not mortal children. It is good to burn the corpse. Let them get familiar with it first, so that they will not be reluctant to do it when they kill people later."
Seeing this disciple's particularly innocent and confused look, Mo Yiyi gradually began to wonder if she was making too much of a fuss.
But looking at this group of new disciples who were getting rougher and rougher, Mo Yiyi simply didn't know what to say.
In the end, Mo Yiyi could only close her eyes, and then started folding paper cranes.
Forget it, she is a new disciple who has just come into contact with cultivating immortals. She must not be as thoughtful as those powerful people. There must be a reason why they ask new disciples to do this.
But these new disciples are obviously not good enough. Just look at the hair of each one of them. When the spiritual power nourishes the body, the hair can turn yellow. How do they live their lives?
Mo Yiyi decided to set up a benefit specifically for new disciples. For example, regarding clothes, new disciples can change into new clothes that fit them for free before entering the battlefield. Another example is that new disciples can go to the training pool to make a cup of tea every day.
time...
When Mo Yiyi folded the paper crane and let it fly, intending to express her thoughts, the paper crane flew over the group of new disciples, and she saw a new disciple draw his sword out of its sheath, and slashed the paper crane with one blow.
Two halves!
Mo Yiyi's eyes widened instantly, and she didn't understand why the new disciple did this.
The new disciple who drew the sword did not take the sword back after splitting the paper crane. Instead, he looked at Noila Mo coldly, with no trace of malice in his eyes!
In fact, it wasn't just him, the other new disciples also looked at Noila Mo with cold and malicious eyes, all of them were ready to make a move, as if if they were given a chance, they could rush up and strip Mo Yiyi clean!
Mo Yiyi sighed inwardly when she saw these new disciples.
She didn't have any bad thoughts because she was maliciously targeted by these new disciples. After all, for a group of children, she could be their grandma's semen, so she was quite considerate towards them.
Of course, the most important point is...
Mo Yiyi casually took out a sword talisman in the Qi refining stage, and then threw it away. In an instant, a cold sword light shot out, plowing the empty space directly in front of these children.
Once again!
In an instant, these malicious children were dumbfounded and couldn't even turn their eyes when they saw the deep marks!
As for Noila Mo, she took out a bunch of sword talismans and piled them on the cushion, forming a small mountain. When these children looked over, she said very kindly.
"The sword cultivators of the Sword Sect all make sword talismans. In order to use them, I purchased a lot of low-level sword talismans, such as those from the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage. I collected several storage bags."
Therefore, there is really no need for Mo Yiyi to be angry because of the malice of a group of children, after all, they really cannot threaten her!
Mo Yiyi looked at the broken paper crane on the ground, sighed and then started folding the second one.
"Children, you have to be good, after all, my protective shield..." The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Noila Mo's throat, but it was blocked by an invisible layer outside the soft cushion!
Mo Yiyi raised her eyes and glanced at the little boy. She wanted to smile at the little boy, but failed, so she could only complete her words with a cold and distant look.
"...It's from the fifth grade."
The little boy didn't give up, and the long sword in his hand rolled up like a violent storm, completely wrapping Mo Yiyi in his fierce sword moves!
But it's a pity that the fifth grade is the fifth grade. If these sword moves fall on it, there won't even be a ripple on the protective shield!
The little boy finished using a set of sword moves, and the spiritual power in his body was almost used up. His breathing was erratic for a moment, and the eyes he looked at Noila Mo Yiyi were full of unwillingness and greed!
Mo Yiyi thought for a moment, waved her hand, and an iron puppet appeared next to Mo Yiyi.
"I thought about it. Children still need to be educated. Otherwise, what if you think I'm easy to bully?"
Before she could finish her words, the little boy was caught by an iron puppet!
The little boy originally wanted to run away, but he was no match for the Iron Puppet with the strength of the Golden Core Stage! The little boy didn't even take a step away before he was caught by the Iron Puppet!
The little boy wanted to fight back with the long sword in his hand, but the long sword struck the iron puppet without any pain or itch, leaving not even a trace!
The little boy kept chopping with a ferocious face, but what greeted him was that he was turned over lightly by the iron puppet. Then the iron puppet controlled him with one hand, and slapped him on the shoulder with the other hand.
On the little ass!
At first, the little boy could continue to struggle and resist, but as his little buttocks gradually swelled up under the constant slaps, the sense of humiliation defeated the little boy's fighting spirit. In the end, he was still defeated by the iron sand palm of the iron puppet, with a "wow" sound.
Cry out!
No matter how strong the little boy is, he is still a child. His cries shake the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, they also deter other new disciples who are ready to make a move!
Mo Yiyi raised her hand and released two more iron puppets. The new disciples seemed to be more well-behaved.
"Stop crying, just use spiritual energy to compress the injury and it will be fine."
The iron puppet did not strike hard. It struck very measuredly, only injuring the flesh and not the bones. Such injuries were not considered injuries at all in the eyes of the sword cultivator, but the little boy was obviously not the thick-skinned sword cultivator.
disciple.
This little boy is considered the leader among the new disciples. He robs other new disciples of their cultivation resources and suppresses them. The little boy always thinks that he is very powerful, so he has a high self-esteem.
Being treated like this by Mo Yiyi in front of so many new disciples, his self-esteem was the first to collapse!
Seeing that he was crying so hard, Mo Yiyi asked the iron puppet to let him go.
As soon as the iron puppet let go, the little boy's feet fell to the ground very neatly. At the same time, the long sword that had been in his hand was directed at the iron puppet's neck mercilessly!
This sword was almost a full blow from the little boy, but except for a particularly clear sound of metal collision, the iron puppet still left no trace on its body!
The little boy was unconvinced, but he really had no strength.
He wiped his face, glared at the iron puppet, and then stared at Mo Yiyi, as if he wanted to take note of Mo Yiyi's appearance and then take revenge, but he turned around without thinking about him, but was attacked by someone. He was unprepared.
A group of new disciples fell to the ground, and the swords in their hands were snatched away. After the new disciples who were pressing him ran away, all the unused treasures he was carrying were snatched away!
The little boy went crazy and angrily rushed towards the new disciples who snatched his things, but the new disciples ran into the crowd and kept stuffing the things they grabbed into their mouths!
Suddenly the team of new disciples fell into chaos. Many new disciples took the opportunity to fish in troubled waters. The sound of swords clashing could not be heard. The chaos lasted for half an hour. Mo Yiyi and other Sword Sect disciples watched silently until this moment.
The farce finally subsided after all the new disciples were injured.
The things they originally carried were 'divided' again, some things changed hands, some things were consumed, and more were eaten.
After this fight, these disciples looked at the people around them more and more fiercely and warily. The look was not like they were looking at their fellow disciples, but more like they were looking at some enemy!
Mo Yiyi really didn't understand the Sword Sect's education for new disciples, but looking at other Jian Sect disciples, it seemed that none of them were particularly bad.
Compared with the fierceness of the new disciples, these senior brothers and sisters seemed to be much calmer, and they did not treat their fellow disciples like they were enemies.
Since these disciples can change from being like new disciples to becoming like this later.
I think there shouldn't be any big problem with Jian Zong's education method...probably.
Mo Yiyi silently ate the last bite of the melon, wiped her hands with a wet handkerchief, and naturally handed the peeled melon peel off the edge of the plate to the Jian Sect disciple standing next to her.
This Sword Sect disciple was eating the melon with its skin intact. When he saw the melon rind that Mo Yiyi handed over, he didn't dislike it at all. He took it very naturally and ate it first!
The other disciples of the Sword Sect also got their share of melons at some unknown time. Each of them had half a melon, and they all ate very happily. By the time the new disciples noticed, these melons were almost finished!
Mo Yiyi saw that the new disciples had calmed down, and then she signaled the iron puppet to go and share the food with them.
Different from the half given to each disciple of the Sword Sect, the melon given to these new disciples is only one ya, which is barely enough to restore the spiritual power in these new disciples.
Of course, they couldn't refuse the spirit fruit when it came to their mouths. Each one of them took the spirit fruit from the iron puppet's hand very actively, and then ate the fruit in just a few mouthfuls!
Mo Yiyi sat on the soft cushion with her head propped up and watched the new disciples meditating to recover their spiritual power. She looked a little bored and asked the sword cultivator next to her.
"When will they be fine? When will we leave?"
"Don't worry, wait a moment, new disciples from other sects will arrive soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Noila Mo heard a group of tiny footsteps.
The footsteps came from far away, and after a while, Mo Yiyi saw the owner of the footsteps.
The leader is still the sword cultivator of the Jian Sect, but those behind him are not the monks of the Sword Sect. They are wearing the disciple uniforms of the other nine sects in twos and threes. Behind this group of disciples of the nine major sects are also followed by a group of newcomers lined up in rows.
disciple!
Unlike the Jian Sect, who had just had a bad fight, the new disciples of the other sects were all glamorous. When they looked at the embarrassed new disciples of the Jian Sect who were sitting cross-legged on the ground meditating, these new disciples of the nine major sects
There was a commotion for a while.
The disciples from the nine major sects who led the team were very calm about this scene, as if this scene was very sparse and ordinary!
When Mo Yiyi saw the new disciples from other sects gathering in twos and threes, pointing at the new disciples from the Sword Sect, and even making a lot of sneers, she felt inexplicably unhappy.
The Sword Sect disciples accepted this well and allowed the new disciples to laugh and look at him without even looking at him.
Mo Yiyi looked at them one after another. The disciple standing next to Mo Yiyi looked at her one after another. He was a little confused and asked.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
As he said that, the disciple wiped his face, but nothing came off.
Mo Yiyi looked at him, then at the new disciples whose voices were getting louder and louder. After going back and forth twice, the Sword Sect disciple finally understood, and then said to Mo Yiyi indifferently.
"They, let them have their say. Anyway, they are a bunch of weak chickens. They have no ability and can only gossip. Moreover, these new disciples have a lot of casualties every year. They are very fragile. Maybe these talkative people will come back again.
Then you won’t see them anymore.”
This Sword Sect disciple did not lower his voice when he spoke. His words were listened to by the new disciples, and the voice that was getting louder and louder became so quiet in an instant.
There was a demon cultivator who led the team and looked quite young. After hearing these words, his face instantly turned ugly.
"What do you mean by this? Don't you still treat people differently in the trial place of your Sword Sect?"
If you say this, you may suspect that the Sword Sect harmed the new disciples of other sects!
It's just that what he said was righteous and awe-inspiring, but other people looked at him as if they were looking at a fool.
The Sword Sect disciple who just explained to Mo Yiyi glanced at the demon cultivator with an inexplicable look, and then asked.
"You have never been to the battlefield, have you?"
When someone asked this question directly to his face, the demon cultivator's expression became even more ugly, and he argued forcefully.
"So what if you haven't been here before? The battlefield is dangerous, and that's no reason why your Sword Sect doesn't take the lives of the disciples of other sects seriously!"
The fellow senior sister who was following him tried to hold him but failed. Seeing him say all these words, she slapped him on the back of the head as soon as he closed his eyes, making him stagger!
After the filming was finished, the senior sister explained with a smile.
"Don't mind, everyone. My junior brother was pruned just before he transformed. He is still a little stupid now. He didn't mean it."
The man who was beaten looked at his senior sister in disbelief. He didn't understand why his senior sister's elbows were turned outward, not to mention what he said was right!
As for the Sword Sect disciple standing next to Mo Yiyi, he behaved very kindly today.
Maybe because he was in a good mood after eating half a melon, he didn't get angry at all and even explained to the demon cultivator in a good-tempered manner.
"We didn't stumble, we just treated everyone equally. Our new disciples are strong and can withstand risks, but your disciples are too fragile. We didn't watch them die, most of them were rescued.
, there is nothing we can do if someone dies accidentally. After all, on the battlefield, life and death matter, if you don’t have such determination, it’s better not to go in.”
Among the ten major sect disciples present, except for the demon cultivator disciple, they have all been to this Sword Sect's trial place, so they know exactly what is going on.
Sometimes it’s really not that the Sword Sect disciples refuse to save them, but that some new disciples just try to commit suicide in panic. Even if the Sword Sect sends disciples to watch, they can’t save everyone.
After all, the battles here in the Sword Sect have been very tense over the years, and there is a shortage of manpower. Being able to spare fifty Jian Sect disciples to guard it is already a very responsible performance.
Fortunately, the pressure on the Sword Sect this year has been reduced a lot. This time, there are two hundred Jian Sect disciples here to supervise, not counting the disciples sent by other sects to escort them.
The Sword Sect disciple saw that the demon cultivator still looked very dissatisfied after he finished explaining, so he added lightly.
"Actually, you are quite brave. After all, you are so valuable."
These words sounded a bit unreasonable, but when I thought about it carefully, the demon boy turned pale, and then stared at the Sword Sect disciple with a stubborn look on his face, until he was kicked several times by his senior sister, who directly kicked him
It’s not over until you reach the back of the line!
The meaning of the sword cultivator's words is very simple. He is standing on the land of the Sword Sect and dares to provoke a sword cultivator of the same level as him. Isn't he afraid that he will kill him and then take his body?
Selling spiritual stones?
Although serious cultivating demons are not allowed to sell, there are still some secret transactions.
This Sword Sect disciple didn't say it directly, he just said that he was valuable, which was a secret attack on him.
After the demon sect senior sister kicked the careless junior brother away, she looked at the sword cultivator again, and her pretty face turned cold.
Although she couldn't beat the opponent, she couldn't just smile after being threatened like this. After all, the secret intention of this swordsman had indeed touched the demon clan's reverse scale!
But before she could open her mouth to regain her position, Noila Mo opened her mouth to take over the conversation.
"What's it worth? What's it worth? Is it money to sell yourself? What kind of work can he do with a cactus? Take him to plant cactus in the desert?"
It's also about selling one's body, and the selling of one's body by Jianzong disciples refers to the body.
However, after Mo Yiyi said this, he was caught, dragged to work, and sold alive.
Senior Sister Yaozong was choked by Mo Yiyi's forced explanation at first, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
The trouble caused by her careless junior brother forced her to confront the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect.
Originally, she thought this matter could not be resolved, but she didn't want to go through Mo Yiyi's words, which gave her room for relief, one step down.
Therefore, the senior sister adjusted the expression on her face and spoke to Mo Yiyi with a smile.
"There are also good varieties of cacti, so he will have no problem growing them!"
"Sister!!!"
The senior sister turned around and glared at the worried junior brother. After seeing that he was so sad and angry that he didn't dare to say anything, she turned back and spoke to No Yiyi.
"You must be the newly appointed Manager Mo of the Sword Sect. It's better to see you than to meet him after hearing about him for a long time. We have admired your name for a long time."
After the senior sister mentioned it, the other sect disciples who were watching the excitement immediately straightened their expressions and began to look up and down at Noila Mo.
Mo Yiyi was a little surprised by this.
"You know me?"
The senior sister shook her head, but she pointed at the three iron puppets following Mo Yiyi.
"This is a high-priced item from the Qi Sect. It's very expensive. Ordinary disciples of the Sword Sect can't afford it."
And there was one thing that the senior sister didn't mention, and that was the natal sword in Mo Yiyi's hand.
Looking at the entire Sword Sect, no sword cultivator has ever made his natal sword look like this. Even the legendary Sword Sect elder Rouge Sword, her sword is a normal color, with at most some gorgeous patterns on it.
And Mo Yiyi's sword is not only golden in color, but also inlaid with large and small gems, as well as the shiny scabbard, as if she is afraid that others will not know that this thing is very valuable!
Mo Yiyi looked at the three iron puppets beside her, but she didn't expect that the meeting gifts given by these three elders revealed her identity.
Of course, she just glanced at it and didn't think of putting it away, but nodded directly to the Demon Sect Senior Sister.
"Yes, I am the new general manager, but now I am just a new disciple. This time I will follow the new disciples into the battlefield."
Mo Yiyi admitted, and then the other sect disciples couldn't help but look at her even more passionately.
Mo Yiyi's famous name is well known to them!
First, he used a lot of spiritual stones to smash himself into the Sword Sect, and also bribed the sorcerer to find him a powerful master, a master in the Mahayana period.
Afterwards, the Tianbang Grand Event was held. Not only did they spend four million of the best spiritual stones, but they also put a large number of rewards into the Tianbang Pool. Not only did the people who participated in the event make a lot of money, but also at the end
At that time, she said such bold words that she was not short of money, and they actually came up with another reward and gave it to her master in front of everyone!
Because of those heavenly materials and earthly treasures, Wu Yaoleng took away many good things from the elders of other sects. Among them, the elders of their demon clan paid the most. It is said that the demon king has sat on the table for hundreds of years.
Something inlaid on the chair was buckled down and exchanged, in exchange for the materials with extraordinary blood in Wu Yao's hands!
Finally, there is this series of changes on the Jianzong battlefield.
They all know very well what the original Sword Sect was like.
So what if they are powerful? They are just a bunch of paupers. With the name of the first sect, they can only rely on the lives of their disciples to actually hold the battle line!
But now, earth-shaking changes have taken place in Jian Zong's position!
If the financial resources she displayed in organizing the Tianbang event were just amazing, then the financial resources she used to support the Sword Sect made many people's jaws drop.
There are so many treasures of heaven and earth to hold the Tianbang event.
Although it is also very expensive, among the ten major sects, except for the Sword Sect, it can be done by gritting one's teeth.
But to support the Sword Sect, not everyone can afford this expense! Even Penglai, the richest nine of the ten major sects, together with the Qi Sect, may not be able to spend so much in one go
The spiritual stone comes out!
It can be said that the financial resources and wealth Mo Yiyi displayed this time are completely comparable to the wealth of any of the ten major sects!
How could such a golden doll not make these disciples curious and itchy?
Mo Yiyi saw that these disciples all smiled kindly at her, but how could Mo Yiyi, who was used to being remembered, not see what they were planning?
Mo Yiyi took a basket of spiritual fruits and handed it directly to the Jian Sect disciple next to her.
This disciple took the basket of spiritual fruits without even stuttering. When other Sword Sect disciples looked over, Mo Yiyi happily took out several baskets!
These spiritual fruits are not the first or second grade spiritual fruits, but spiritual fruits of the same level that are suitable for them to eat.
After all the spiritual fruits were distributed, Mo Yiyi winked at these sword cultivators.
The sword cultivators who had gathered to eat the spirit fruit immediately understood what Mo Yiyi meant, and looked at the group of disciples from the outer sect with unkind eyes.
The unkind looks from such a group of sword cultivators scared many people, but since they were all disciples of a large sect, they managed to hold their nerve, although their tone of voice was a bit stiff.
"Manager Mo, what do you mean?"
Mo Yiyi's expression was still full of hatred, but her tone was very brisk.
"It's not interesting, I just want to share some delicious food with the senior brothers in our sect."
What else could it mean? It's just a warning and a deterrent.
Tell them that this is Jian Zong’s territory, but don’t have any bad intentions on Jian Zong’s territory!
Mo Yiyi distributed spiritual fruits to the disciples of the Sword Sect. The only advantages of these spiritual fruits are that they taste good and are full of spiritual power. This is like saying hello to these Sword Sect disciples who are guarding them, telling them to pay more attention to themselves, but
Don’t let other disciples get their hands on it!
The disciples of the Sword Sect are not stupid. They know all too well about secretly thinking about the fat sheep!
This golden sheep belongs to their Sword Sect’s territory. Even the disciples of their Sword Sect have not taken the initiative to pick one up. How could they give it to outsiders at a cheap price?
So there is no need for Mo Yiyi to say anything. After discovering this sign, these disciples behaved very actively. Even if they ate the fruit in their mouths, they would not forget to stare at these people with warning eyes!
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