Chapter 872: Has the Monarch Sect Master Heard of the Plane Battlefield?

Su Xiaomo is experiencing something that only the protagonist will experience in the Taixuan Holy Sect.

Jun Changxiao, the real protagonist of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, was standing in the grassland at the moment, watching the mountain overgrown with hungry grass, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

This kind of life of cultivating and cultivating disciples in the sect, raising flowers and raising fish is actually quite good, at least it is better to be at ease.

It's a pity that with a soul bomb tied to his body and a complete main quest, he is destined to make Jun Changxiao pay everything with the primary purpose of making the sect strong.

"Sect Master. ”

Wei Lao came to see him and said, "The new batch of medicinal materials has matured, should we harvest it now?"

"Now, right now!"

Jun Chang smiled even more with a smile on his face.

The medicinal field has recently cultivated all kinds of medicinal herbs, which are used to refine high-grade healing pills, and they are also a major reliance on going to the battlefield waves of the plane.

It didn't take long.

A wide variety of medicinal herbs were delivered.

Jun Changxiao put it into the space ring, opened the pill pavilion and pointed it on the pill, showing that the number of high-grade healing pills that could be refined was 423.

After the one-click refining was confirmed, he muttered, "More than four hundred should be enough for the time being." ”

When he went to the plane battlefield, he only planned to bring the elite power of the sect, so the number of people must not be large, and a few of them were enough.

Jun Changxiao opened the task panel again, and saw that there was less than a month left in the settlement time of the epic mission, so he shook his head and sighed: "Counting the days is simply tormenting." ”

"Sect Master. ”

Li Qingyang said: "Lord Mu is here to see. ”

"Oh. ”

Jun Chang smiled in response, and then returned to the main hall.

walked in and saw Mu Changhong there, so he arched his hand and said, "City Lord Mu, we haven't seen each other for a while." ”

Mu Changhong said: "Wangcheng is busy with affairs, and he can't spare time. ”

Jun Chang smiled and sat on the sect master's chair and said with a smile: "Ling Ai cultivates very hard, and now he has broken through the six-rank martial king. ”

In the past, Mu Changhong must have been overjoyed, but now he sighed when he heard the words.

"Why is the city lord sighing?"

In Jun Changxiao's impression, the city lord is always full of smiles, giving people a sense that no matter what he faces, he can talk and laugh about it.

Mu Changhong said: "The Sect Master really doesn't hide it, I've been irritable lately. ”

Dysphoria?

It seems that the city lord Mu has something on his mind.

Jun Chang smiled and posed as a young lady who is willing to listen to your heart and solve problems for you.

There was a little silence.

Mu Changhong said in a serious tone: "Sect Master, have you heard of the plane battlefield?"

"Dimensional battlefield?"

Jun Changxiao's expression suddenly froze a little.

Don't just hear about it!

I went in and was tortured to death by a strong man in the word "ground"!

Mu Changhong looked at the expression on his face and realized that this kind of thing was rarely known, how could he possibly know about it, so he explained: "The plane battlefield is an independent space opened up by the power of the upper realm relying on the ability to pass through the sky. ”

"Really?"

Jun Chang smiled and pretended to be curious.

In terms of acting skills, Su Xiaomo is definitely not as strong as him, after all, he had read the book "Actor's Self-cultivation" in that world back then.

Not bragging.

If Jun Changxiao gives up taking care of the sect and goes undercover to the Taixuan Holy Sect, it will definitely be better than mixing with disciples.

Of course, because of the existence of a certain innate attribute, some places may not be as good as Su Xiaomo, such as ...... Forget it, if you don't say it, give Jun Gusheng a little face.

Mu Changhong said: "The plane battlefield will randomly select the positioning plane every five years, and two thousand martial artists with the lowest strength of the emperor level must be sent into it to fight. ”

"And this?" Jun Chang smiled with surprise on his face.

It's not pretended.

I've never heard of it!

Moreover, Jun Changxiao thought of something in an instant, so he hurriedly said, "Our Starfall Continent won't be chosen, right?"

"Not bad!"

Saying these two words, the expression on Mu Changhong's face can be described as sad and painful.

How he wished it was a joke on the altar, but in fact he had to enter the plane battlefield to fight.

"Go in now?"

"Five years later. ”

Jun Chang smiled: "Isn't this still early?" ”

"So ......"

Mu Changhong said with difficulty: "How I hope that in five years, Red Lotus will not break through the Martial Emperor." ”

Jun Chang smiled and twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Who parents don't want their children to cultivate higher, why does the city lord have such thoughts?"

"Hey. ”

Mu Changhong sighed and said: "According to the regulations of the upper realm, our Starfall Continent will send two thousand Martial Emperors to fight on the plane battlefield for five years before it can end, and if the number of martial artists sent in falls to a certain number, they must continue to be transported inside." ”

"City Lord Mu is worried that his daughter will break through the Martial Emperor and enter the plane battlefield?" Jun Chang said with a smile.

"yes. ”

Mu Changhong said: "I have lived for hundreds of years, it doesn't matter if I die in it, but my daughter is still very young, if there are any three long and two short......"

At this point, his voice began to tremble, and tears gathered in the corners of his eyes.

He is a demi-saint, and he is also a father, how to accept his daughter to die on the plane battlefield.

"It's not that serious. Jun Chang smiled.

Although the plane battlefield is quite cruel, if you send enough emperor-level and top powerhouses, it may not be inferior to other plane powerhouses.

The system said: "The host is measured by the strength of his own sect, so naturally there is no problem, but the emperor-level martial artists of the Starfall Continent are really much worse in the dimensional battlefield. ”

"For example, the yellow character powerhouses of other planes. ”

"The overall strength is generally higher than that of the Martial Emperor of the Starfall Continent, if they go in, it is basically equivalent to sending them to death. ”

"And this half-saint Mu City Lord, the host feels that it will be stronger than the Xuanzi powerhouse who has been killed?"

After listening to what the system said, Jun Changxiao fell silent.

After fighting on the plane battlefield, and killing a lot of strong people who besieged him, one thing has to admit that in the same realm, their strength is stronger than that of the warriors of the Starfall Continent.

If you use professional terms to explain, the powerhouses of other planes are all extremely level, and the Mu City Lord is nothing more than a high-level level, although the realm is the same, there is a gap in strength.

Of course.

The Monarch can do whatever he wants inside.

One is to rely on various equipment, and the other is to belong to the super level, there is no problem to skip the level, and it is invincible in the same level.

"Hey. ”

City Lord Mu sighed and said, "The selection of my Starfall Continent this time is undoubtedly a huge disaster. ”

"Can't refuse?"

"No, you can't. ”

“......”

Jun Chang smiled and said secretly: "It's quite domineering." ”

"Since the battle of the emperors, the attributes of the heaven and earth of the Starfall Continent have deteriorated, how can they compete with other planes, and how can they expand their territory. Mu Changhong's face became more and more ugly.

"Expand your territory?"

Jun Chang smiled: "What do you mean?"

Mu Changhong told the matter briefly, and then said: "According to the regulations of the upper realm, if you develop your own land to the scale of a town, you can apply to come out in advance, so that the loss can be minimized." ”

"I see. ”

Jun Chang smiled and understood, and muttered in his heart: "It's not difficult to expand to the size of the town." ”

(End of chapter)