Xu is for ease of management, and Xu is for the sake of fewer disputes. Each monk who went to war had a number associated with the establishment. As for the so-called name, surname, and life experience, they are controlled by their own special personnel, and ordinary people cannot access them. It is not forbidden for them to use pseudonyms or pseudonyms in the military, but disguise or illusion is not allowed.

Just like Ye Qingyue, after determining the whereabouts, she got a jade plate from the steward, and the jade plate number was 070110100. Meaning, she belongs to the tenth member of the tenth squad of the tenth squadron of the first brigade of the seventh theater of operations.

This jade plaque is required to be worn with him, and every time the owner of the jade plaque kills a demon beast, it will be converted into corresponding military merit points according to the level and category of the demon beast, and stored in the jade plaque.

The military merit points are in the war zone, which can be exchanged for spirit stones, or they can be directly used for trading in exchange for necessary cultivation materials and resources.

After the one-eyed captain Zhang Heng hastily explained this, after watching them recognize the jade card, he turned around and left the hall with Ye Qingyue and the three of them.

Outside the hall is a Gobi Desert, and as far as the eye can see, there are a few dots of grass on the yellow sand in the sky. The blue of the long sky, where the heaven and the earth meet, melt into a blue-gray stretch of high mountains.

This is the edge of the Northern Desert.

Due to the lack of moisture, the green color is almost extinct here. Even the mountains are a blue-gray, yellow-white, stone and sand pile.

The land has been stripped of its flourishing ornaments, and it is a bare yellow.

The great hall behind them was also yellow, as yellow as sand. The canopy of heaven is like a cover, and it comes up from the end of the sand on the four edges.

The sky is covered with yellow sand. The yellow sand holds up the blue sky.

Between heaven and earth, man is as small as a grain of sand.

The wind blew and there was sand and dust.

Ye Qingyue lowered her head and turned sideways to avoid the oncoming sand and dust. The light under his feet, stepping on it, was a thin green, and on a piece of yellow sand, it looked abrupt and tenacious.

"Our base is in those mountains."

Facing the hot and dry wind, a touch of coldness flashed in Zhang Heng's single eye.

"A year ago, there wasn't a trace of green here. But now. But there is a grass color that spreads into patches, do you know why? ”

The honest man beside him laughed.

"Captain, it's because it's raining a lot this year, right?"

Ye Qingyue didn't smile, she sniffed the smell of the wind. Said slowly: "Maybe it's because of this sandy land." Ever shed too much blood, right? ”

Zhang Heng's one-eyed eyes showed surprise. And then it turned into appreciation.

"Yes, three months ago, we just took this sandy land from the monsters. Now. At the front of the mountain range was the forefront of the great moat. That's why the smell of blood is so strong in this wind. ”

After a short time, the four of them climbed a ridge and stopped in a valley on the other side.

The number of monks gradually increased, dressed in all kinds of clothes and ages, but most of them were men and women, and they all had a fierce and tyrannical aura. Some men looked at it with a look that was even full of greed and cruelty.

Rao had the one-eyed captain on the side, and Ye Qingyue gradually felt like he was walking on the tip of the knife.

The momentum on Zhang Heng's body is fierce, but it is also decent, not like them, full of viciousness. This kind of cruelty, which does not require any reason or excuse, is cold to the cracks of people's bones.

The honest male cultivator finally couldn't laugh, and the Xiuya woman was still angry at first, but gradually tended to be pale and silent.

What is this first brigade?

Turning around a col, in front of the left, a cave with a curtain comes into view.

Zhang Heng stopped, and the three people who followed behind her also stopped.

"It's all out, the newcomer is coming!" Zhang Heng shouted and turned sideways.

I heard a whistling sound, and a fluttering laughter came from inside the curtain: "Be careful! ”

The curtain floated up with the strong wind, and a small golden sword flew out like a meteor, coming towards the middle of the three of them.

Ye Qingyue's three hearts were in full swing. Naturally, I can see that this is to give them a dismount! Zhang Heng just watched and didn't say anything.

"I'm coming!"

A sledgehammer appeared in the hand of the honest man at some point, and he slid more and more in front of the two of them.

Ye Qingyue and Xiuya nun glanced at each other and guarded on both sides of the honest man.

The golden flying sword meets the sledgehammer.

Hearing a clear sound, the sword light suddenly dissipated, turning into three smaller swords, each stabbing towards the chest of the three people.

It turned out to be an exercise of incarnation outside the sword.

Of the three sword lights, only one was real, and the other two were virtual. But the phantom is also condensed by spiritual power, and it is not that it will not hurt people.

The honest man's hammer sank, blocking the sword light.

An ice shield condensed in front of the beautiful woman.

The sword light passed through the ice for an inch, and it was difficult to advance an inch, turning into a little golden light and dissipating.

The last sword light struck Ye Qingyue at the same time, and the chill was chilling. Ye Qingyue thought to herself, this person who made a move must at least cultivate with the middle of the foundation building period, if she was really just an ordinary monk in the early stage of foundation building, most of them would be seriously injured at the bottom of this person's sword.

I really look up to her!

Her heart was cold, she didn't use a weapon, she didn't hide, she only calculated the trajectory of the little sword, and suddenly put two fingers on her chest, but it happened to be stuck on the spiritual power node of the little sword.

Like a poisonous snake being held seven inches, the sword body trembled, and obediently stopped.

One-eyed Zhang Heng's eyes lit up: "Good technique!" ”

With this accurate judgment, I knew that this female cultivator must be quite accomplished in swordsmanship.

The curtain was lifted all of a sudden, and a bewitching female cultivator walked out.

The female cultivator smiled enchantingly, a pair of charming eyes scraped over Ye Qingyue's body like a hook, and said sweetly: "Little sister, good technique." My sister knows that you must be the most top-notch kung fu among these three people. I don't know if you still like my sister's gift? ”

The honest man and the beautiful woman also stood aside, and she really ignored it.

Knowing that this female cultivator had the intention of provoking, Ye Qingyue also said clearly, backhanded, with a force on her wrist, the golden sword flew out upside down, without any ingenuity, and the lightning shot towards the enchanting female cultivator who was leaning against the door.

"Gifts are still exchanged, this sword is a tribute to my sister!"

This sword is just faster, the female cultivator was in the middle stage of foundation building, and she didn't think about the young female cultivator in the early stage of foundation building at first, and as soon as the colorful silk on her wrist was displayed, she was waiting to capture the small sword.

Unexpectedly, when the sword light flew towards her, she suddenly felt a flower in front of her, and it seemed that she had changed the world in a blink of an eye. In front of and behind him, a sea of light pink flowers and rain swayed. There seemed to be a shallow chant in her ears, blurred and melancholy, she listened quietly, and tears actually flowed down. With the tears, there is also an inexplicable cheerfulness and relaxation. Suddenly, the thin petals turned into thousands of sharp blades, forming a knife net from all directions. She was horrified, but she realized that there was nowhere to escape, but she could only watch as they approached her skin inch by inch.

The shadow of death, right in front of her eyes, inch by inch, approached in an unstoppable gesture. She felt her heart tremble, and every muscle in her body tensed as a result. If those throwing knives are covered, she'll turn into a pair of meat puree, right? One moment, she still recalled the past with a girlish heart, and the next moment, she was going to fall into dust under the rain of knives. Circumstances change so quickly, one moment in heaven and one moment in hell. A pair of invisible hands played with her fate in the palm of their hands. So much so that she didn't even have the heart to resist, so she chose to give in first. She had never been so afraid, even on the battlefield, and never before.

Just as she was waiting for the rain of flying knives to come, her whole body suddenly cleared, the rain of flowers was gone, and the flying blades were gone. The little golden sword trembled through a wisp of green silk and fell to the ground with a clang.

She gasped for air, and in an instant she was on the ground.

However, in the eyes of everyone, the little golden sword just stopped on the side of the bewitching female cultivator for a while, and then cut off a wisp of green silk, and finally fell to the ground.

An obstacle enters the heart of a person, and outsiders are not moved.

This is indeed quite a clever illusion. Since Ye Qingyue practiced the Heavenly Illusion Heart Sutra, she has tried to integrate illusion into the sword technique, and now it seems that there has indeed been progress.

The enchanting female cultivator glanced at Ye Qingyue complicatedly. That sword didn't hurt her in the slightest, but it completely destroyed her fighting spirit. In the future, even if she may not obey Ye Qingyue's words, she will never dare to be so presumptuous as today.

"Three ladies, when did you become so cowardly!"

A feminine voice sounded behind him.

The third lady hung her head and smiled bitterly, how do you know that the fear and shock under that irresistible coercion? When he looked up, he had quickly restrained his cowardice and replaced it with a bewitching smile.

"Li Lang, when you see a little girl like flowers and bones, you get tired of Sanniang?"

A pair of hands pulled her up from the ground, Li Cheng's equally feminine face magnified in front of her, he took the person into his arms, and said in a low voice: "How come?" Li has always been a nostalgic person. It's just that such an unsurprising sword, why does it make Sanniang so scared? ”

The third lady sighed lowly: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that the swordsmanship reminds me of a person." ”

"Oh? Can the third lady see that she can't come from? You also know what the situation of our first brigade is, almost all of them are a nest of desperate casual cultivation, even if they are famous disciples, they must be unfavored or framed by others, but if they have a little backer, who would want to come here? Whoever enters the den of our outlaws is dead, and there is more joy than sadness. Who will stand out for them? What are you afraid of? ”

The third lady smiled: "It's still Li Lang who can see it clearly." ”

Over there, although Zhang Heng was also confused, he didn't want to spy on other people's secrets. I was slightly satisfied with the three new people who had been brought in. He has led people into the cave and arranged a place for the three to live.

The cave is spacious. Everyone has a cave to live in.

Ye Qingyue also roughly knew the basic members of this team. Captain Zhang Heng is the only monk in the team who cultivates in the late stage of foundation building, and the enchanting female cultivator is surnamed Mu, known as Mu Sanniang, and she cultivates in the middle stage of foundation building. Li Lang's name is Li Cheng, and he is also a cultivator in the middle of foundation building. The two people who came together were both in the early stage of foundation building, the honest man was named Wu Laoshi, and the beautiful woman was named Liu Mingzhu. In addition, there are four early days of foundation building in the team, and they have not returned today. (To be continued......)