The deserted camp of the Zhichong Division was deserted, and the remaining supplies and weapons that had not had time to be taken away could be seen everywhere, and it was obvious that they had left in a hurry.

Chang Xi divided the school field and camp on the west side to the cultivators, and simply arranged Wei Liucheng and other casters to live in the head camp, anyway, he didn't need to live in Yelujin's camp to show his identity, anyway, everyone knew who the leader of this team was qualified to do.

This time, the extermination of Heiyun Village harvested more than 400 storage bags, 128 cultivators and 5 skilled forgers, Chang Xi can be said to have made a lot of money, but at the same time, it also means that there are more than 100 more mouths to eat.

Fortunately, the food and meat in Sunset City could be supplied, and a large amount of gold and silver was spent, and batches of supplies were quickly transported back to the camp.

Chang Xi will never forget that scene: the hundreds of cultivators sitting in a row in the canteen of the War Department looked at the meat piled up in front of them in a daze, and then cried.

It is difficult for anyone to describe the heart-rending cry of a man who has been suppressed for a long time, and no one knows what a clean bed and a whole bowl of meat mean to a slave who has been displaced all his life and has no dignity at all.

Now Chang Xi knows.

Lin Changfeng and the others were silent, they were both men, and they felt the same way.

Wei Liucheng and the others shook their heads and sighed.

None of the cultivators touched the bowl of meat, a middle-aged man with dark skin stood up, followed by a young man, and then all the cultivators stood up, and they knelt down towards Chang Xi who was standing at the door.

Chang Xi remembered very well that in that grotto, the two people in the crowd who were a little different from other cultivators were these middle-aged men and teenagers.

Chang Xi walked into the cafeteria and sat down next to the middle-aged man who was the leader.

The man in white shirt sitting on the ground did not let the cultivators get up, but said softly: "When I was still a teenager, I actually had a miserable life, my father and mother were brutally killed by the demons, I tasted the bitterness of life alone on the road to seek immortals, I couldn't eat enough and didn't warm up, I was chased and killed by horse bandits in winter, I fell off a cliff and broke my leg, I climbed dozens of miles of mountain roads, I climbed into the city in one breath, hid in the dirtiest corners of the streets and alleys like a mouse, and survived the coldest winter in my life by relying on other people's alms and eating garbage. ”

The middle-aged cultivator kneeling at the front raised his head in disbelief.

Chang Xi got up slowly, and together with the wordless momentum, he said: "Dad once took the trouble to tell me that a man has gold under his knees, and he only kneels to the sky and the ground to his parents and his teacher, and other kneeling is a last resort, you kneel to me, are you forced to do so?"

"Nope. The middle-aged cultivator's voice was hoarse and trembling, but it was extremely firm.

"I, Chang Xi, am not a person who stands up to the sky, but whether it is doing things or being a person, I must have a clear conscience, since you kneel to me, then I will ask you, are you willing to be my subordinate?"

Chang Xi's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and the dragon's groan in the huge camp canteen was majestic and mighty.

"I'm willing!"

The middle-aged cultivator clasped the head of the young cultivator next to him with one hand, and kowtowed heavily on the cold floor together, and behind him, there were hundreds of kowtowing figures.

Cultivators are loyal, and once they follow their masters, they will die until they die.

Chang Xi was as majestic as an immortal in the sky, "Today, you kneel to me, it is the first and last time, and you don't need to kneel to others from now on." Remember, your knees are not for kneeling, they are for straightening your back!"

"From now on, you are no longer a slave, but an upright person!"

An invisible force lifted them up who were once lowly slaves, Chang Xi looked at the middle-aged man with a fanatical face and said, "Tell me your name." ”

"Yan Kun!" The middle-aged man suppressed his excitement, and the fate of displacement almost made him forget his name, and he said loudly with tears in his eyes: "My name is Yan Kun!"

Chang Xi looked at Yan Kun's side and said with a smile: "This energetic kid should be your son, what's your name?"

The bright-eyed young man raised his head and said, "My name is Yan Guang, and everyone calls me Ah Guang." ”

Chang Xi obviously had a plan in his heart, and said: "In this case, from today onwards, Yan Kun, you are the head of this group, I will name your team Yan Ziying, and I will have someone send you cultivation exercises and materials later." ”

Yan Kun was shocked in his heart, he was originally from a slave country, and being able to shout his name loudly and stride in the sun with his head held high was the luxury of his heart for many years, and now this adult even wants to name a battalion after his cheap surname, how can this be made?

Chang Xi interrupted Yan Kun's request and continued: "The qualifications of the people in your Yan Zi camp are not good, even with the help of various materials and pills, cultivation is not smooth, if you can't endure hardship, it is impossible to succeed. ”

Yan Kun's face flushed, the cultivators were not afraid of hardship or tiredness, and now the adults were even more stingy with open pills and exercises to them, if they couldn't succeed, then what kind of face did they have to follow the adults?

Yan Kun said loudly: "Please rest assured! Yan Ziying guarantees to complete the task!"

"Continue to eat and practice in the afternoon!" Chang Xi waved his hand.

"Yes!" Yan Kun, who was still a slave cultivator a moment ago, now swept away the haze, and hundreds of people in the entire Yanzi camp ate the sumptuous meat in front of them in unison.

"It's amazing. A forger was stunned holding the bowl, let out a long exclamation, and couldn't help but sigh: "Just looking at this lord's royal methods, I know that this person is definitely not ordinary, no wonder the people in the city were so supportive of him before." ”

"It's really not ordinary, it's really like the gentle methods of the new ghost emperor in the north. ”

Wei Liucheng let out the same emotion, and immediately looked at his junior disciples, rolled his eyes and said: "Do you think that Lord Chang will raise a few of our old bones for nothing, this newly established Yanzi Battalion does not have a decent set of spirit armor and weapons all over its body, this job, it is designated that it can't run, and our big guy is also ready to prepare, let's start work in a few days." ”

After lunch, Luo Man, who was quite business-minded, paced out of the camp headquarters, preparing to go out to find a few grain suppliers in the city to discuss the issue of increasing the supply of grain and vegetables.

Luo Man inadvertently looked up, when he saw the big word on the door of the camp headquarters, the drowsiness after the meal disappeared in an instant, he rubbed his eyes, and after repeatedly confirming that he was not mistaken, he ran to the boss's barracks.

Chang Xi was teaching Xi'er swordsmanship outside the barracks, and when he saw Luo Man rushing towards him like a ghost, he couldn't help but laugh and scold: "What scared you like this?"

Luo Man swallowed his saliva and hurriedly said: "Boss, it's not good, the words on the plaque on the door of our camp headquarters have been changed!"

Chang Xi continued to hold Xi'er's arm, not letting her hand with the sword be lazy, and said, "What, isn't my handwriting beautiful?"

"It turned out that the boss changed it yourself, I thought it was a small family who didn't know whether to live or die and wanted to cause trouble" Luo Man breathed a sigh of relief, but then his curiosity was aroused, and he came closer and asked: "Boss, then you can reveal it, what does this cave mean?"

Chang Xi, who was dressed in a white shirt, glanced at the ink-colored cave sword on his waist, smiled meaningfully, and whetted his appetite.

"In a few days, you'll know. ”