"Big cow, transporting medicines to the front line, this is a life-saving job."

"How tense the situation is now, almost every day there are deaths and injuries from the sect and the frost moon sect, our miscellaneous disciples have a low status and weak strength, if we rush into such a battle, even if we have ten lives, we will not be enough to live."

The lame king stepped forward, spoke bitterly, and said to the big cow.

"Senior Brother Wang, I know all this."

"But you also know that my qualifications are dull, I don't even have a lower grade spiritual root, if I can't get much improvement by relying on my own penance, I don't want to be a sweeping and miscellaneous disciple here for the rest of my life."

"The sect has a rule that as long as the miscellaneous disciples can be promoted to the fifth level of qi refining, regardless of their age and qualification potential, they can be promoted to full disciples."

"I want to give it a go, as long as there are enough spirit stones, I will be sure to impact a higher realm."

Da Niu was silent for a moment, still insisting on his thoughts.

"Are you stupid or not, if your life is gone, what's the use of having more spirit stones?"

"Ping, help me persuade him together."

Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Wang Cripple cast his eyes at Zhao Ping'an, hoping that the latter could help him dissuade Da Niu together.

Hearing this, Zhao Ping'an thought about it and said slowly: "Da Niu, have you thought about it?" ”

"As Senior Brother Wang said, transporting medicines to the front line is not a joke."

In fact, Zhao Ping'an can understand Da Niu's mood.

The qualifications of the miscellaneous disciples themselves are not as good as the official disciples of the sect, and the treatment is even more incomparable.

A miscellaneous disciple like Da Niu, if he only relied on his own qualifications to cultivate, even if he worked hard for a lifetime, he would probably only be able to grow old in the medicine garden after all.

If you want to speed up your cultivation, you can only get more spirit stones, and with the help of the rich spiritual energy in the spirit stones, you can constantly improve your own cultivation.

"Peace, Senior Brother Wang."

"You don't have to convince me, I've been thinking about it for days."

"I don't want to be looked down upon for the rest of my life, and I will always be a sweeping and miscellaneous disciple."

Da Niu said seriously.

On the surface, Da Niu seems to be honest, but in fact, he has his own ideas, and he very much hopes to improve his strength and be recognized by others.

Being a sweeping and handyman disciple in the medicine garden can certainly be safe, but you have to bear the contempt of others.

Da Niu is still young, not as exhausted as Wang Cripple, in order to get more spirit stones, in order to improve his own cultivation, he will give it a go at any cost.

The big bull is not a special case, Zhao Ping'an has been a human being in two lives, and he has seen too many such characters, some of them are unlucky, and they can get a good harvest after committing danger, while some of them are finally killed on the road to danger.

"In that case, you can do it yourself."

"May your immortal path be evergreen."

Zhao Ping'an took a deep breath and could only say so.

"You ......"

"That's it."

Seeing that the big cow had made up his mind, the lame king also sighed lightly and no longer continued to dissuade him.

After this day, the sweeping and miscellaneous disciples who cleaned the medicine garden were only Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple.

……

Half a year in the blink of an eye.

Since Da Niu responded to the call of the sect, there has been no news back.

Because the front line of the sect is far away from the medicine garden, and Zhao Ping'an's news is blocked, there are not so many channels to know the specific situation of the front line.

However, according to Wang Cripple's mention not long ago, it is said that most of the healing drugs in the medicine garden have been exhausted, so it can be seen that the casualties of the disciples of the sect are not small.

This is the cruel battle between the forces of cultivating immortals, full of cruelty and blood, and both sides will pay a heavy price anytime and anywhere.

Inside the wooden house, Zhao Ping'an sat cross-legged, and his immortal mana was strong and long.

He held the Yin Gathering Stone in his hand, and with the help of the Immortal Pagoda in his body, the rich Yin Qi was continuously transformed into the pure spiritual energy he needed.

Zhao Ping'an's treasure is solemn, and the surface of his body is filled with a faint luster, looking at it from a distance, it looks like a sacred statue that exudes fairy light.

"The fifth layer of qi refining."

Feeling the powerful immortal mana in his body, Zhao Ping'an slowly opened his eyes.

After half a year of hard practice, Zhao Ping'an finally raised his realm from the fourth layer of qi refining to the fifth layer of qi refining.

The immortal mana is endless, like a gurgling stream, constantly pouring his limbs and bones, making it glow with strong and surging power.

"Although the cultivation has improved, the Immortal Sword Technique is still at the first level."

"It is worthy of the strange technique obtained in the Immortal Pagoda, and its cultivation difficulty is indeed unimaginable."

Zhao Ping'an's eyes flickered, and he whispered to himself.

According to his guess, in order to be promoted to the second layer, the "Immortal Sword Technique" needs to enter the sixth layer of qi refining, and at that time, the power of immortal mana will also be initially revealed.

Noticing that the sky outside the window was getting brighter, Zhao Ping'an restrained his powerful aura, and immediately put on a broom and went out to meet Wang Cripple, and started the daily cleaning task together.

"Senior Brother Zhao, lame Wang."

Just as the two were cleaning, a voice suddenly sounded.

Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple followed the prestige at the same time, and saw a slightly familiar figure with extra bandages tied to his body.

"Deng Zhi, Senior Brother Deng?"

The lame king exclaimed in surprise and recognized this person.

Zhao Ping'an also remembered that when he, Wang Cripple and Da Niu participated in the patrol of the medicine field according to Sun Fatzi's orders, they fought against the red-eyed black ape with this Senior Brother Deng.

"Hehe, long time no see."

Deng Zhi grinned and stepped forward to greet the two cordially.

"Senior Brother Deng, your wounds ......"

Wang Cripple was a little surprised, and when he got closer, he saw clearly the bandages on Deng Zhi's body, almost covering his upper body.

"Harm, don't mention it."

"Half a year ago, I participated in the recruitment of the sect and participated in the mission of escorting medicines to the front, and it turned out to be like this."

"Because of the serious injury, I can only go back to the medicine garden to recuperate for a while."

Deng Zhi said with a wry smile in a tone of luck.

Even his hands were covered in bandages, and he looked rather embarrassed.

"It seems that the battle situation ahead is indeed not optimistic, even a miscellaneous disciple with good strength like Deng Zhi has been seriously injured like this, and the situation should become more and more tense."

Zhao Ping'an thought secretly.

"Senior Brother Deng, I really didn't expect that you would also respond to the call of the sect." Wang lame sighed and admired Deng Zhi's courage very much.

He first cared about Deng Zhi's injury, and then asked the former if he had seen Da Niu.

"There are not many miscellaneous disciples who have responded to the call of the sect, but the situation is complicated before, and I haven't seen him."

Deng Zhi shook his head, he hadn't seen Da Niu, the miscellaneous disciples transported medicines to the front line, there were several completely different routes, he had taken one of them before, Da Niu might be in charge of other routes, so it was normal that he hadn't seen it.

While chatting, Deng Zhi introduced to Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple the frontier situation he knew, the sect and the frost moon sect had officially started a war, in addition to the disciples on both sides, even the elders of the foundation building period had already fought each other.

The casualties on both sides were very heavy, and in half a year, not to mention the official disciples of the sect who were killed and wounded, even the miscellaneous disciples who transported medicines, many people had already died.

Deng Zhi was lucky enough to pick up a life, and almost all of the miscellaneous disciples who went with him to respond to the call of the sect died tragically.

When the two major sects go to war, in addition to fighting head-on, the two sides will also deliberately target each other's logistical supplies, and the risk coefficient of the miscellaneous disciples who transport the pills is constantly rising.

"The handman of the miscellaneous disciples who are transported to the frontier medicine is starting to run out, and I heard that the medicine garden has recently begun to forcibly arrange miscellaneous disciples to participate, so you better pay attention." Perhaps for the sake of fighting side by side before, Deng Zhi left this sentence for the two, and then left directly without staying.

Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple glanced at each other, and both of them realized the seriousness of the matter.