"Wuhu—"

Only the cheerful shouts of the man who jumped down were heard.

The young man who had just gotten off the hot air balloon didn't seem to be able to hear it, and the middle-aged man had a somewhat helpless look on his face.

Bang –

When he was still a few feet above the ground, the man in the air stretched out his hand, and an object unfolded from his forearm.

"Hang glider, still make it look like a goshawk, it's so sassy!" Shao Yuan looked at each other, and the tension in his heart dropped a little.

In such an atmosphere, it shouldn't be that another demon is coming again.

In mid-air, the person hanging on the goshawk-shaped glider with one hand hovered around the martial arts arena several times before landing in front of everyone.

Landing smoothly and tapping his thumb, the unfolded glider, which was a foot wide, folded itself and tucked into a long box the size of his forearm on the man's arm.

"Smooth landing, full marks!"

After putting away the glider, the boy smiled, raised his arms high, and spun around.

After facing the middle-aged man, the young man put away his expression and said with a slight complaint: "Gliding is a kind of romance, Uncle Jiang, it's really boring for you to slide down the rope." ”

When the middle-aged man who was called Uncle Jiang heard this, he held his forehead with his hand, and the helplessness on his face increased a little.

The young man next to him also looked away speechlessly.

Seeing that he was ignored, the young man didn't bother, turned around, and faced the soldiers of the Pingyang battalion: "Hello everyone, everyone in the Pingyang battalion!

Hearing this, Shao Yuan realized that these people who came over now were actually the next comrades-in-arms.

After the crusade against the demons a month ago, the official soldiers of the Pingyang battalion were reduced by nearly half, and the reserve soldiers were also reduced by more than a dozen.

Even in the past month, the Binh Duong battalion has stepped up its conscription.

However, in the case of rather shortage than abundance, plus the newly recruited reserve soldiers, the entire reserve team is only in its early 100s.

As a result, the entire Binh Duong battalion, counting all the regular soldiers and reserve soldiers, has a total of more than 380 soldiers.

Before the Binh Duong battalion recovers, it has become necessary to bring in reinforcements from other places, and no one knows when the next demon attack will be.

It's just, just three people?

Shao Yuan wondered.

"What are you questioning, do you doubt our strength?" Because of the high position, Shao was not far away from the young man, and the expression on his face was noticed by the latter.

As he spoke, the young man raised his head and patted his chest, "Don't worry, I'm a puppeteer at the eighth layer of the Spirit Condensation Realm! Uncle Jiang is refining the Spirit Realm! The wood next to him, Lin Yuanqian, is also at the seventh level of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and he is about to catch up with me!"

The spirit condensation realm and spirit refining realm in the young man's mouth, Shao Yuan can understand such a statement.

After seeing the power of the swordsman, Shao Yuan found an opportunity to understand what Sun Qitian said before.

It turns out that in the Shengyang Dynasty, those who cultivate blood and qi and enter the Tao with martial arts are called martial artists.

And the soldiers of the army of the Holy Yang Dynasty also chose to enter the Tao with martial arts and cultivate their blood qi.

First, the soul of the soldier needs blood and qi input to fight.

Second, when cultivating blood qi, as long as the physical quality is passed, and the heart is firm, a certain realm can be reached.

In addition to tempering one's own flesh and qi and becoming a martial artist, there is also a way to cultivate, that is, to extradite the aura that exists between heaven and earth.

The aura born by all things is extradited to itself to achieve the function of strengthening strength.

This way of cultivating is called spiritual cultivation, and those who cultivate the spirit are collectively called monks!

And the realm title of the monk is also similar to that of the warrior.

The first four realms of martial artists are the Qi Acceptance Realm, the Qi Condensation Realm, the Qi Refining Realm, and the Qi Transformation Realm.

The monk is the spiritual realm, the spiritual condensation realm, the spiritual refining realm, and the spiritual realm.

Although they are both human races, there is a small prejudice between warriors and monks.

Some martial artists believe that tempering their own blood and qi and becoming stronger on their own is the right way, and monks have become the "side door" in the mouth of martial artists.

Some monks also have a higher threshold for entering the Tao with spirits because of the extradition of spiritual energy, and they will also ridicule martial artists as "reckless men".

Putting that aside, while the monks obeyed the leadership of the Shengyang Dynasty, they were not directly subordinate to the military.

Instead, it existed independently, divided into several sects of monks.

Shao Yuan understood that this was the end of the point.

He put more of his mind on improving his strength as soon as possible.

As for spiritual cultivation, it is not that he has never had ideas, but he still decided to cultivate his own blood and qi first.

After hearing the young man say that he was in the Spirit Condensing Realm, Shao Yuan knew that the other party was a monk from the cultivation sect.

But I don't know where the so-called puppeteer comes from and what kind of profession.

"Come to assist the Pingyang battalion to protect Pingyang Town, even if the realm is very high, but there are only three people, is it enough?"

Shao Yuan thought about it and looked up at the hot air balloon that was still hovering in the air.

Hopefully more people will come down from the hot air balloon.

At this look, I really saw something coming down from the hot air balloon again.

It's just that it's not more people than Shao Yuan expected, but three square boxes with a length and width of more than two zhang.

Just threw himself down towards the Pingyang Camp Martial Arts Arena.

The soldiers of the Pingyang battalion on the martial arts exercise ground were a little flustered when they saw this, but no one dared to move without Hou Tianlin's order.

Looking at the wonderful expressions on the faces of the warriors, the young man laughed out loud.

"Jiang Ping!"

Hearing the middle-aged man called Uncle Jiang call out his name solemnly, Jiang Ping took back the laughter.

But the smile on his face was still holding back and refused to disperse.

At this moment, the three boxes also slowly slowed down as they were about to hit the ground.

Shao Yuan noticed that the side of the box facing down was pasted with something like rune paper, and when it was still a foot above the ground, there was a clear air flow blowing out of the glowing rune paper.

Slows down the momentum of the crate to the ground.

With a muffled sound, the box finally landed smoothly on the ground.

After dropping the box, the hot air balloon in the sky quickly turned around and flew north.

"The other Taoist friends of my Qianjimen have to rush to Xuanmu City to assist in the post-war construction, so I won't come down to say hello. I hope that you will forgive me. Uncle Jiang said to Hou Tianlin.

"It's okay! The people of Qianjimen have also had a hard journey, so I'll take you to your residence first. Hou Tianlin's face was full of joy.

After the two finished speaking, Hou Tianlin turned his head and ordered the soldiers of the Pingyang battalion to move the boxes to the designated place.

That was the box that was extremely heavy, and the soldiers of the Qi Realm needed ten people to urge Qi and Blood together to move it.

"You have to be careful when you move! It's full of our treasures! I can't afford to pay for the dismantling and selling of your entire Pingyang camp. ”

Jiang Ping on the side said proudly.

Whether it was the soldier who was moving the box, or the other soldiers, there was a look of displeasure on their faces when they heard this.

Only Shao Yuan thought silently: "Monk Sect, Thousand Machine Sect, Puppet Master?"