Chronicles of Celestial Origins

In the past ten years, Tang Ning only spent five months every year refining elixirs and earning the corresponding spiritual stones to support Little White Snake and Little Zhan.

According to his current alchemy skills, he can earn approximately 1.8 million spiritual stones, of which 1.5 million will be used to supply Little White Snake and Little Killing Pills.

Leave 300,000 yuan, plus 300,000 yuan in salary, for a total of 600,000 yuan for yourself.

After deducting five months of alchemy time and three months of duty time in a year, he only had less than four or five months left to practice.

Of course, not every duty is a busy day and night. For patrols and other duties, you can guard against loosening a little, and you can use the time to practice while the warship is sailing.

But with this kind of time squeezed out, you usually won't swallow the elixir to refine your Qi. If something happens suddenly, wouldn't it be a waste of the elixir's effectiveness?

Therefore, while on duty, even if I can squeeze out time, I can only practice the first-turn technique of the Divine Movement.

In the other months, most of the time is spent on practicing the exercises. The time spent practicing Qi refining is only about two months each year, and the cost is about 250,000 spirit stones.

Because of this, he has accumulated a lot of wealth in the past ten years, approximately three million spiritual stones.

After ten years of hard work, the wealth was only enough to cover the cost of elixirs for him, Xiaobai Snake and Xiaozhan for one year.

The price was that he had almost wasted ten years of practicing Qi.

Tang Ning stood up and waved her hand, putting all the remaining pills and herbs on the cabinet and chopping board into storage bags, then left the pill room, walked through several corners and corridors, and arrived at the front hall.

"Fellow Taoist Tang, what do you need?" In front of the cabinet, a man wearing a "Tianyu" Chamber of Commerce uniform asked when he saw him walking towards him.

Tang Ning flipped her hands over and handed him six bottles of elixirs: "Exchange them for thirty pearls of cloud frost grass and thirty thousand yuan fruits, and exchange the rest for spiritual stones."

"Okay, please wait." The man took the elixir, checked it over, and called a woman: "Go to the shop to get the thirty-bead cloud frost grass and the thousand-yuan fruit."

"Yes. The woman followed the order and left. After a while, she returned to the cabinet and handed the storage bag in her hand to Tang Ning: "Senior, please check. "

Tangning took the storage bag and checked it with her consciousness. The man handed over another storage bag: "Thirty bottles of Huang Yuandan, a total of 324,000 spiritual stones, thirty beads of cloud frost grass and thousands of Yun Guo sells for 180,000 spirit stones, and the remaining 164,000 spirit stones are all in this storage bag."

Tang Ning nodded, put away the storage bag, and left the alchemy hall of "Tianyu Store". She fled all the way back to the column's house, fell down on the stone bed, raised her head, and fell asleep. Not long after, she fell into a deep sleep. go.

I don't know how long it took, but he was awakened by a knock on the door. He opened his eyes slightly confused, but saw the sky outside the window was bright and not completely white, and he didn't know who was disturbing him at this time.

He felt a little dissatisfied, so he stood up and opened the room. Standing outside was a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was Qin Guan, a disciple of the first team.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, what's going on?" Seeing him, Tang Ning guessed that Feng Yijue must have summoned him because he was a close confidant of Feng Yijue.

Qin Guandao: "Fellow Taoist Tang, I have summoned you and others by order of Uncle Feng. Go to the meeting hall to gather without delay."

Seeing his solemn expression, Tang Ning had a bad feeling in her heart. She summoned the team to assemble urgently before dawn. There must be something urgent.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, Senior Feng suddenly called us to gather together. What happened?"

"I don't know what the specific matter is. Half an hour ago, Master Feng was summoned by the alliance to discuss matters. I have to summon other fellow Taoists, so I'll take my leave first." Qin Guan's body flashed and he turned into a light and left.

Tang Ning frowned slightly, and then she came to the stone hall on the top of the mountain. There were three figures sitting in the upper room, namely captain Feng Yijue, inspector Guan Yun and deputy captain Zhang Xian. All three of them looked solemn.

In addition to the three people in the hall, there were more than a dozen figures sitting below. After entering, Tangning found a remote seat and sat down. She asked a man next to her in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Huang, what's going on? The atmosphere seems to be wrong. Could it be that you have to rush there?" On the front line, start a war with the Mubei demon?"

In the past ten years, the war situation has been relatively calm. Since the Mubei coalition occupied Qinghai, they have not made a big move south to attack Fenghua City. It is not known whether they were frightened by the joining of the merchant alliance or for other reasons.

After they completely occupied Qinghai, they transferred all the legions stationed on the islands to the Tianyuan Island area and began to build fortifications. It seemed that they were going to fight a protracted war with Xuanmen, and Tianyuan Island also became their general headquarters. .

So far, the Mubei Allied Forces have not launched a major offensive. They only occasionally send out small groups of troops to harass Xuanmen, but they usually retreat with one strike, which is purely teasing.

"Who knows? It's definitely not going to be a good thing anyway." The man replied softly.

Several more people came in one after another from outside, until Qin Guan came in from the outside, bowed to Feng Yijue and said, "Uncle Master, Taoist friend Wei Ziyu and Wang Geng have disappeared and cannot be contacted at the moment. Apart from these two people, the other twenty people in our team have arrived.”

"Then we won't wait for them." Feng Yijue frowned and said, "This sudden summoning of fellow Taoists is due to an urgent matter. The headquarters ordered our seventh legion to assemble immediately and go to "Feng Yuanting" to support the front line. The first, second and third legions.”

"The Mubei Allied Forces have marched into the interior and are heading inland. The headquarters ordered the Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Corps to set off immediately. The large forces must arrive at "Feng Yuanting" within five days. With the First , the second and third legions joined forces to resist the attack of the Mubei demon."

"The high-level monks from each legion have already set off to reach the "Feng Yuan Pavilion" as quickly as possible through the teleportation arrays of each sect to support the front line."

"Our army will join forces with the Second Army to jointly defend the Qingyan Mountains. "

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall became even more heavy and depressing. Everyone frowned and said nothing.

Finally, the war is here, which means that everyone here will face those terrible scenes again.

And life and death only depend on their own luck.

No one wants war, especially low-level monks like them. Under the sweeping power of those powerful artillery shells and the self-destructive attacks of demonic beasts that are not afraid of death, they are like small boats in a tsunami. Very limited.

Life and death depend on God's will.