Zhao Yan took off the lucky bag on his waist and threw it to his subordinates, saying, "You can take it yourself." ”

He was very aware of some of his subordinates' careful thoughts, but he didn't pay much attention to them, because they were hidden thoughts, and to put it bluntly, maybe his subordinates themselves didn't know very well.

If a person can't control his psychology or facial emotions, when he encounters something he doesn't like or is unhappy, his inner emotions will naturally flow to his face, and others can see it, but the person concerned may not know his own situation at that time.

That's probably the case with subordinates.

"You...... Are you really willing to give me cultivation materials?", the subordinate grabbed the lucky bag thrown by Zhao Yan in a panic, and his shrugging face suddenly turned into joy, but there was still a trace of stiffness left slightly.

Zhao Yan smiled: "Of course, everything has already arrived in your hands, what else do you have to believe?"

The subordinate cried with joy, he had probably never met such a good person, even the former master and elder of the sect could not compare with him: "Thank you! Thank you for the captain's assistance! I ...... I will repay you with kindness as a cow and a horse. ”

Zhao Yan didn't believe in verbal promises the most, and didn't take the words of his subordinates seriously.

However, he can now be sure of one thing, the words of his subordinates at this moment are true feelings, and as for how long the shelf life is, he does not dare to draw conclusions.

The reaction of the subordinates is reasonable and expected, the materials that can be obtained in the sect are very limited for low-level figures like subordinates, and they have to be exploited by peer immortal cultivators with good qualifications and connections in the sect, and it is really not easy to get a little bit of materials.

Zhao Yan said: "The materials are not of much use to me, I have to use them to do business, to open the door, and my life is not much different, you don't look at the number of things and do it at will, no matter what, these materials are extremely rare." ”

The subordinate was slightly disappointed in his heart, but in the face of vested interests, he stood in the direction of Zhao Yan to think about things, thinking that what Zhao Yan said was right, and the materials could be exchanged for more contacts.

So he said: "Captain, you underestimate me too much, these materials can only be used for cultivation in my hands, and in your hands, it is a name for knocking on a higher level of the court, which is stronger than my rigid cultivation I don't know how many times." ”

"Okay, you can count it in your heart, hurry up and take some and use it, the eldest grandson may summon us anytime and anywhere", Zhao Yan smiled.

How could he need the low-level spirit plants in the lucky bag, he was afraid that he would not be able to improve the richness of the aura by using up a whole lucky bag, and the reason why he told his subordinates that these low-level spirit plants were important to him was because he wanted his subordinates to understand one thing.

I'm really nice to you, you have to be grateful.

Indeed, just as Zhao Yan calculated, the respect of his subordinates for Zhao Yan went up a step further, and the expression of gratitude was revealed to his eyes and face, and at this moment, it was estimated that he would like to follow Zhao Yan in this life.

The subordinate was very measured, took out ten spirit plants from the lucky bag and put them in his pocket, and followed Zhao Yan to the room.

Zhao Yan glanced at the subordinates who had entered the cultivation state in the room, raised his feet and walked to the windowsill of the room, stretched out his hand to open the window and looked at the scene in the courtyard.

He was thinking about what he was going to do next.

First of all, the most important thing is nothing more than to open the formation to meet the attacking team, which requires speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, and there is no room for the slightest mistake, otherwise not only will it be difficult to save your life, but even the things that have been planned for a long time will be in vain.

The second is the countless books that Wang Qi's forces put in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, you must get their hands on them, they are all priceless treasures, if you want to count the money, the exercises and books in it, the mental books and the like are estimated to be worth a fortune.

For him, the most important books are the records, which record the efforts of countless predecessors, compared with them, the books of the heart and the exercises are not as good.

But for the current task, or Zhang Wenda, the books in the underground scripture pavilion are the most important, those things are for others to see, and at the same time to explain this war operation, without those books, Zhang Wenda will inevitably be questioned.

The day was fine, and soon it was nighttime.

The subordinates sat on the ground refining the medicinal power of the spiritual plant, and Zhao Yanping lay behind the desk and closed his sleep.

Sleeping, Zhao Yan definitely couldn't sleep, he could only barely close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, in fact, his mind was full of imagination of the outside world, one moment was hundreds of thousands of troops galloping on horseback, and one moment was the war stretching over the entire Yuanpan Mountain area.

Anyway, the ears have been full of movement, spirit beasts roaring, humans roaring, fires soaring, battles roaring, the weak wailing, and the wounded crying.

A battle between millions of people is so close that no one is out of it.

Zhao Yan had insomnia, this was the first time he had insomnia since he came to the world of cultivating immortals, whether it was the loneliness that had just come to this world or between life and death, he had never been so nervous in the past.

The battle led by him to develop into Yuanpan Mountain should be the largest collision of immortal cultivator forces in thirty years, and maybe it will leave a heavy mark in the history of the immortal cultivation world in the future.

Zhao Yan didn't know if the latecomers would use the word justice or the words war maniac or something like that.

His mind was so wild in the night that he couldn't control his imagination.

Finally, the night passed in and out, and a glimmer of light fell from the window to the floor of the room.

Zhao Yan turned over and got up from the side of the desk, staring blankly at the golden sunlight on the ground without saying a word, and after a long while, the cloudy brain gradually recovered and became sober.

"Captain, you haven't slept all night," the subordinate pressed his arm on the desk and looked at Zhao Yan and said.

Zhao Yan secretly said that he had been thinking wildly all night, and he had forgotten the people around him, and his vigilance was too lax.

After warning himself, he said to his subordinates, "Aren't you cultivating, why did you wake up so early." ”

The subordinate pouted: "My qualifications are just like that, and the absorption speed is not fast, so when I finish using up a spirit plant, I don't plan to continue to use it, lest the eldest grandson wake up and I won't be able to pass it." ”

Zhao Yan nodded: "Count your kid a little hearty, I said how do you know that I didn't sleep last night, and you kid has been watching me from the sidelines?"

"No, where do you think of it, how can I do that kind of thing, isn't that insane", the subordinate hurriedly denied: "I know from listening to the movement, you have been listening to the sound of the rope all night, which makes me lose sleep." ”

Zhao Yan smiled: "I'm wondering if I have to find a chance to talk to the eldest grandson about letting me walk around outside." ”

"Outside, where do you want to go?", the subordinate wondered.

Zhao Yan said: "Go to the city in the northwest direction, I heard that there are several big sects over there, and it is very lively." ”