Hearing Qing Kite's explanation, Zhang Zhao laughed, he never thought that others would talk about his own affairs, let alone that this kind of thing would happen to him.

With the addition of the three martial spirits of Qing Kite, Zhang Zhao's team has grown a lot. To deal with the sand beasts in the desert, only the martial soul can play a certain role, and the remaining soldiers and cultivators are actually here to fill the number. And when the oasis is really built, it's not just monsters that need to be blocked, but more importantly, people.

Such a large vein, if it is really built, it will definitely attract many greedy people. Now Zhang Zhao and their main defense is these people who pity the Demon Emperor Chijin, with such a great wealth in front of them, many people will completely lose their humanity.

For a whole day, the 80,000 army led by Zhang Zhao was crossing Ziyang Mountain.

Due to the unusually bumpy mountain road, the people in front have reached the top of the mountain, and the last ones have not yet started to go up the mountain.

At this time, it was already dark, and in order to ensure the safety of the army, Zhang Zhao had no choice but to temporarily separate the team.

"Elder Qing Kite, please separate Brother Langxin first, you go halfway up the mountain to guard, Brother Langxin, you go to the front to lead the way. ”

"Okay, no problem!"

Qing Kite smiled faintly and turned to leave.

"Then I'll go first. ”

"Well, be careful, if you encounter a high-level demon beast, don't face it alone, give me a signal, and I'll come later." ”

Langxin nodded, and then walked to the front.

"Elder Yuluo, please go to the foot of the mountain to pick up the people at the end of the line, and go up the mountain with the end of the line. ”

"No problem!"

When the three martial spirits were all separated, Zhang Zhao stood at the watershed of the Ziyang Mountain Range, and he needed to watch everyone cross the highest peak safely.

After about half an hour, the three hundred cultivators were about to cross the mountain, which proved that half of the 80,000 troops had already passed.

Looking at this team of three hundred cultivators, Zhang Zhao tightly frowned.

Most of these cultivators are people who walk the rivers and lakes, so it is particularly difficult to discipline, if they go to the desert, it will not be easy to control when they see the Demon Emperor Chijin and become a thief.

"Are there any of you who are about to enter the Martial Spirit Realm?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Zhao decided to select a few assistants among them first, so as to help him manage together.

"Me!"

At this moment, a neutral voice came, and then I saw an old man in black quickly walking forward and breaking away from the team.

"Senior, how are you cultivating?"

Zhang Zhao didn't know the person in front of him, so he wanted to ask and see what his abilities and other talents were.

I saw that the old man smiled faintly, made a proud gesture, and said: "The old decay Dao is sealed with ink, and the people in the rivers and lakes give face, and they all call me crazy, and you don't have to worry about cultivation, although I have not yet entered the martial soul realm, but you are the first master of the Wanhua Sect, and you may not be my opponent." ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Zhao looked at the old man again, thinking that he was so angry, he didn't even have a martial soul, but he said that he could defeat the first master of the Ziyang Sect, didn't he know that Xuannu was already a late-stage cultivator of the martial soul realm before he knew him?

"Haha, okay, then it's up to the seniors, please come over and wait for a while!"

Although I don't trust this old man named a madman in my heart, I still have to work the surface.

The old man stroked his beard and stood beside Zhang Zhao, the whole person was as steady as Mount Tai, his face did not change, and he saw everyone with a solemn look and no change.

"Who else is about to reach the Martial Spirit Realm?"

At this time, another young man and a woman came.

The man is mediocre in appearance, tall in stature, and looks quite masculine overall. Women are medium to tall, they are not thin when they say they are thin, and they are not too fat when they say they are fat, and they belong to the type that is just right.

The two men stepped forward, and the plain-looking man asked suspiciously, "Lord of the city, what are you looking for us?"

Zhang Zhao grinned and said, "It's not a big deal, you guys introduce yourself first." ”

"Zhong Hanlin, I reached the peak of the emperor level ten years ago, but I haven't been able to break through, this time I came to the Demon Emperor Chijin on the one hand, and on the other hand, I also want to have a good exchange with your colleagues to see what my problem is. ”

Zhang Zhao nodded with satisfaction, then turned his gaze to the woman and asked, "What about you?"

The woman's cold eyes turned and she whispered: "Chu Hong, I am worse than him, I only broke through to the peak of the emperor level three years ago, and I have not been able to enter the martial soul realm so far. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Zhao couldn't help frowning.

This cultivation does not mean that whoever crosses the realm slowly means that their talent is poor, on the contrary, if they leapfrog quickly, but they have not broken through to a higher realm for a long time, then they have poor talent.

Of course, Zhang Zhao couldn't say this kind of thing in front of others, so he could only nod his head and show that he understood.

Of the three hundred cultivators, only these three are about to break through to the Martial Soul Realm in the end, it is conceivable that Rongchang City at this time is not a super city, and the Martial Soul Realm cultivators are considered strong, not to mention that there are Martial Zun, Martial God, Martial King and even Martial Emperor on this martial soul.

Not long after, the team of cultivators had disappeared from view, and at this time, Zhang Zhao spoke: "You take this first." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Zhao took three pieces of Demon Emperor Red Gold the size of a dragon's eye from the storage spirit ring and gave them to the three of them.

Seeing the Demon Emperor Red Gold in their hands, the three of them looked puzzled, and they didn't understand what Zhang Zhao meant.

"Young city lord, what do you mean by this?"

The eldest madman was the first to ask, he was the oldest and the most senior of the several, and it was only natural that he would be the first to say anything.

"From today onwards, the three of you will help manage the three hundred cultivators, and each of you will select a hundred people, and you two young people, if you are fine, you will also have to listen to the advice of the madman seniors. ”

Chu Hong, who looked indifferent, weighed the Demon Emperor Chijin in his hand, and said heroically: "It's just management, it's easy to say." ”

"Well, exactly. ”

Zhang Zhao nodded and said, "You know that there is a mineral vein in the desert, in order to prevent someone from having a thief's heart, so the three of you must take on the role of overseer, so that all cultivators can cultivate quietly, if there is a foreign enemy to attack, I will finally give a reasonable reward according to your personal performance." ”

As soon as they heard this, the three of them all showed a look of surprise, what kind of big vein could make a cultivator violate the principle and have evil intentions?

In the end, it was the madman who acted tactfully, and asked quietly: "Dare to ask the city lord, what are you doing with so much Demon Emperor Chijin all of a sudden?"