There was a low voice of conversation in the transportation team, but it was quickly suppressed by the leading immortal cultivator, and the entire team quietly passed over to the main hall of the Wang Qi force in front of them.

When Zhao Yan and the others entered the main hall, there were already hundreds of people standing inside, some were assigning tasks, and some were following the guide of Wang Qi's forces to the back of the main hall.

In the entire main hall, except for the voices of the leading immortal cultivators and ushers from all sides, there was only the movement of footsteps, which was not depressing, but it would not be too pleasant to be in it.

Zhao Yan's previous guess was not wrong, the people sent by the Dayuan tribe to transport materials to Wang Qi's forces were far more than one or two hundred, in addition to thousands of men, there were also hundreds of women standing in the main hall, all of whom were good-looking.

Their role can be imagined, and it is estimated that they are the objects of the Dayuan tribe to be enjoyed by the children of Wang Qi.

Zhao Yan looked at these women with different expressions, and felt a little pity in his heart, but that's all, he could only wish these women to live until Wang Qi's power was exterminated.

"The first team follows in the footsteps of Lord Wang Qi, don't speak, don't look around, let you do whatever you want, understand?", the leading immortal cultivator finished communicating with the usher, and turned back to warn everyone.

Zhao Yan was silent, nodded and walked forward.

I don't know if it's too nervous or instinctive, two people in the second team replied to the leading immortal cultivator to understand, but as soon as the words fell, they were bombarded into slag by the qi of heaven and earth, and it is estimated that they didn't even figure out how they died.

The leading immortal cultivator withdrew his fist and stared at everyone: "Don't talk, don't look around!"

Killing again and again has scared the people in the team to the point of nervousness, and they don't dare to take a breath.

Zhao Yan clearly saw that several people were already on the verge of collapse.

This is the third time that the leading immortal cultivator has killed someone, each time it is more and more ruthless, and it is not expected at all, although Zhao Yan has long been mentally prepared and has the certainty of immortality, he has also been scared by the sudden killing.

He didn't want these troubles to affect the entire team and lead to the death of the hard-won opportunity.

So he took a step out of the team and came to the leading immortal cultivator.

Seeing that Zhao Yan seemed to have something to say, the leading immortal cultivator turned his head and glanced at the usherer standing on the side.

The inductee's face was indifferent, as if he hadn't seen the movements of the leading immortal cultivator and Zhao Yan.

Only then did the leading immortal cultivator say softly: "Don't make a fuss, you kid, let's talk about something." ”

Zhao Yan also replied softly: "If we continue like this, something big will happen, and a few people behind us will be unable to hold back, and they will kill us when the time comes." ”

The leading immortal cultivator glanced up at the situation in the team, thoughtfully, and his tone became as gentle as possible, and said, "Remember my words, so that you can complete the task and return to the tribe." ”

His words had a certain effect, and those in the team who couldn't hold back and had no hope of survival regained some desire to survive.

The leading immortal cultivator withdrew his gaze from everyone and put it on Zhao Yan, raised his hand and patted Zhao Yan's shoulder: "You are very good, I hope we can meet here again." ”

Zhao Yan smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter anymore, if we meet again, I hope you can return my chalcedony to me." ”

"Then it's better for us not to meet again", the leading immortal cultivator said a joke, signaling Zhao Yan to leave with the usher.

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows, returned to the team, respectfully led the team to follow the pace of the usher, and walked towards the back of the main hall.

Out of the back door of the main hall, a white jade avenue appears in the mountain basin, the two sides of the white jade avenue are separated from a lot of cobblestone paths, flowers and plants are planted everywhere, due to the formation cover, the flowers here are almost undefeated, it looks very sunny and refreshing.

But this is a superficial phenomenon, if it were not for the fact that so many people were coming in and out, but alone, the sunshine and freshness in the mountain basin would have become deserted and quiet.

The usher led the team all the way forward, crossing a dozen cobblestone paths that stretched up the mountain, and a crystal clear pond in which many red and white carp could be seen swimming.

Looking at the mountains on both sides through the afterglow, the pavilions of the Daogong Palace are clearly visible, and there are figures walking around from time to time.

Zhao Yan was a little anxious.

According to the materials in hand, the place where their team is going is the back kitchen, and Zhao Yan wants to find Wang Qi's power materials and other things, all of which are in the Dao Palace on both sides of the mountain peaks, if they can't get close to the Dao Palace, this time it is equivalent to a trip in vain.

In addition, Zhao Yan now has another problem, before coming in, he never thought that Wang Qi's power would be so developed in the mountainous area, if he is not familiar with the planning structure here, it is tantamount to a fantasy to find a place to store materials.

Let me find it, and it will take me a few months. ’

Zhao Yan had a headache.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the usher, who was taking a quick step in front of him, and had a plan. So he walked briskly, and walked shoulder to shoulder with the usher.

The usher turned his head to see Zhao Yan, and couldn't help frowning, his status in Wang Qi's power was not high, and he often let the superiors call him around, but in front of people outside Wang Yan's power, he was superior.

Not to mention Zhao Yan, an ordinary person, that is, the middle and high-level of the Dayuan tribe, he also looks down on it.

In the face of Zhao Yan's side-by-side movements, he subconsciously accelerated his pace to leave Zhao Yan behind, and was ready to shoot Zhao Yan away, so that Zhao Yan and the others could understand the truth that slaves should not be parallel to their masters.

However, his methods were not used, his pace did not speed up, and he even showed a pleased smile at Zhao Yan.

The reason is that Zhao Yan stuffed a few handfuls of chalcedony into the hands of the usher.

Zhao Yan didn't count how much he took, anyway, the amount was not small.

The usher put it in his pocket again and again, and the smile on his face became brighter, but it also gave rise to vigilance.

He looked at Zhao Yan seriously: "You are an ordinary person, where did you get so much chalcedony?"

What Zhao Yan wants is for the usher to take the initiative to speak, and seeing that the usherer is vigilant but has no intention of taking the chalcedony out of his pocket, he knows that this usherer will not have a tendon, but is just waiting for a reasonable explanation.

He smirked and raised his hand to his mouth.

Seeing Zhao Yan's timid and flattering appearance, the usher was relieved a lot, and said: "Speak if you have something, there will be no problem with me." ”

"Thank you, my lord", Zhao Yan smiled: "Actually, it's nothing, I got a little luck, I came across a cave when I was desperate outside, and look at this scar on my face, which almost killed me." ”

The usher took a closer look at the wound on Zhao Yan's face and smiled: "We can't wait for it, but you have it at your fingertips, but it's a pity that you are not an immortal cultivator, you can't use it, and it's a waste product left in your hands." ”