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At noon the next day, Han Changlin walked out of the Hongyue Hall with an expressionless face.

War, garrison, front line, these words flashed in Han Changlin's mind.

Han Changlin didn't expect that Hong Yuefeng, the deputy peak master, Zhu Dehai, summoned him for the first time, and he actually asked him to go to the Red Barren Plain to garrison the spirit stone mine two days later.

I thought that after becoming an inner disciple, I would have more time to cultivate, but I didn't expect to send myself out so soon.

"Do you think I don't have potential? Or..."

Han Changlin couldn't help but smile bitterly, in addition to Han Changlin, there were also nineteen inner disciples who had just met Zhu Dehai.

And the twenty of them are either mediocre people with mediocre qualifications like Han Changlin, or they are disciples who have no foundation in the sect, in short, they are three no disciples.

Thinking that he was going to the Barren Plains and was likely to become cannon fodder, Han Changlin couldn't help frowning, and his heart couldn't help but be irritable.

Originally, he still had some small joy in his heart to become an inner disciple, but at this moment, it was already gone, and a sense of urgency to improve his strength also rose in his heart.

Thinking of this, Han Changlin thought of Wei Qing again.

When Xiaobi's ranking came out that day, Han Changlin clearly remembered that his ranking was behind him.

But when Zhu Dehai summoned them today, he didn't see Dao Wei Qing.

"Maybe he has some information about the Barren Plains."

Thinking like this, Han Changlin decided to go and find Wei Qing.

Zhu Dehai and Han Changlin and the others didn't say much, specifically, Han Changlin also needed to understand, after all, it was related to his own future of cultivating immortals, and he didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness.

And just as Han Changlin was about to leave, a familiar figure flew from a distance.

Han Changlin fixed his eyes and saw who it was if it wasn't Wei Qing.

Seeing this, Han Changlin stopped and stood still, waved his hand at Wei Qing, and said with a smile:

"Brother Wei, what a coincidence, I was about to look for you."

"Oh? I wonder what Brother Han is looking for me? ”

After Wei Qing fell, he put away the magic weapon and said with a faint smile on his face.

"To tell you the truth, Han wanted to find Brother Wei this time, did he want to inquire about what happened in the Barren Plains? Why did you suddenly send us there? ”

Han Changlin saw that there was no one left and right, so he pulled Wei Qing to a corner of the square and asked in a low voice.

Seeing that Han Changlin was asking about this, the smile on Wei Qing's face gradually subsided, and he groaned slightly, then turned sideways and whispered:

"If someone else asks me, I naturally won't tell me, but Brother Han, you're different, according to the information I got, the cause of this matter has to start from the fact that the Imperial Spirit Sect outside found a large spirit stone mine in the Red Barren Plains, it is said to ......"

With Wei Qing's story, Han Changlin finally knew the ins and outs of the matter.

And when he heard that the Imperial Spirit Sect had fallen because of this large spirit stone mine, a foundation building monk was also shocked.

After all, in his cognition, the foundation building monk is an unshakable existence, let alone the Jiedan monk.

At the same time, Han Changlin also knew why Wei Qing was not on the list of dispatches this time.

However, there is a foundation monk behind his father, who is close friends with his father who is no longer alive, so he is not on this list.

According to Wei Qing, after the operation of his behind-the-scenes connections, he will soon be sent to a medicine garden to garrison, and he will not return to the sect in a short time, so there is no need to worry about being sent to the front line.

"Brother Han, this barren plain is very dangerous now, I think that in the near future, there will definitely be a big war, once our cultivation in the Qi refining period is encountered, whether it is life or death depends on the will of heaven, so junior brother, you still have to plan early."

Wei Qing saw Han Changlin's face was depressed, and said solemnly.

"Hey, Brother Wei, you still don't know me? Where will it matter to me a disciple who joined the Imperial Spirit Sect halfway through the sect, and now, there is no way but to take one step at a time. ”

Han Changlin sighed, shook his head and said with a wry smile.

Then he pretended to be free and easy and continued:

"It's not too early, I also have to go and prepare early, if Brother Wei can return safely from the Barren Plains, I will definitely invite Brother Wei to go to Qianxiang Pavilion to feast."

"Okay, then Wei will wait for Brother Han to return safely, Wei will never forget the mackerel of Qianxiang Pavilion."

Seeing Han Changlin like this, Wei Qing patted Han Changlin's shoulder and blessed him.

His tone was sincere, and it was obvious that he was saying it from the heart.

Hearing this, Han Changlin nodded heavily, and after arching his hand, he turned around and took out the Qingyuan Sword, turned into a cyan light, and headed towards Yuanling Peak.

On the way, Han Changlin was full of thoughts, now that the order of the sect has come down, I am afraid that it will be difficult to change it, and if he leaves, I am afraid that he will be charged with defecting to the sect.

And even if he left, how far would he be able to go with his seventh-level Qi refining cultivation?

Therefore, although Han Changlin said that he didn't want to go to the front line, he didn't think about defecting to the sect, after all, his strength didn't allow it.

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and I still have to make some preparations.

Thinking like this, Han Changlin had already entered his cave mansion.

It wasn't until two hours later that Han Changlin left in a hurry.

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Zhushanfang City, one of the markets around the Imperial Spirit Sect, is larger than Sanshanfang City, and the monks around it like to come here to shop.

I saw a middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe walking on a busy street where people came and went, and this person was naturally Han Changlin, who had passed by the disguised Han Changlin.

Han Changlin's eyes were hidden under the black gauze hat, and his gaze calmly observed the surrounding shops.

It wasn't until I came to a three-story pavilion building called "Duobao Pavilion" that I stopped.

Seeing that the business of this shop was booming, and there were monks coming in and out from time to time, seeing this, Han Changlin only hesitated a little and walked in.

As soon as he entered the Duobao Pavilion, Han Changlin was attracted by his splendid decoration.

I saw that the counters were full of all kinds of magic weapons, materials, pills, etc., and at this moment, a guy from a famous store was talking with the monks who were interested in buying.

After Han Changlin came in, he went straight to the counter selling magic weapons, but when he looked at it a few times, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Then I came to the counter where talismans were sold, and I saw that the counter was also full of some very common talismans, nothing special.

These things may be good for ordinary monks, but for themselves, they are a bit of a chicken, and they are not of much use now.

After all, he now has a high-grade magic weapon Red Dragon Sword in his hand, plus a medium-grade defensive magic weapon Black Xuan Shield.

However, he was going to the dangerous barren plains, and these two magic weapons were probably a little inadequate.

A few more means are needed.

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