After being shocked for a while, everyone recovered, Wei Li and He Feiming left immediately, Shang Jingxing and the others walked together, and since most of them were seriously injured, they stopped and stopped, and it took two days to return to the starting city.

Before starting the city, Shang Jingxing said goodbye to Lu Lanlian, and he still needed a while to think about how to face Lu Lanlian, so he decided to follow Lu Qingmei and the others back to Tenghe Tower to live for a few days.

After a few more hours, Shang Jingxing and the others returned to Tenghe Tower, and Ying Mo Die, who had already received Lu Qingmei's flying pigeon message, greeted them at the door, and at the same time brought them a shocking news.

Tenghe Tower, Council Hall.

Lu Qingmei and Shang Jingxing sat on the top together, and the two of them listened to Shadow Ink Butterfly's report with sad faces, they really didn't expect that so many big things would happen in the two months since they and the others left.

The lord of the east floor fought for five days and five nights with the lord of the first and south floors of the west, and finally returned to the east city to heal after being seriously injured, and has not shown up so far, and there are even rumors that the lord of the east floor has died.

On the fortieth day of the beginning of Dengling Peak, the western region launched a power war against the eastern region, and since the eastern layer lord did not appear, the eastern area was directly forced to start the city power war, betting on the starting city and the western sea city, and the time was set in a month, and now there are eighteen days left.

Now the people of the Beginning City are panicking, and many sects have secretly surrendered to the western region, among which there are even the top twenty sects in the Beginning City, if it weren't for the fact that the city forces were not allowed to move during the war, they would probably have moved to the West City or Xihai City.

Shadow Ink Butterfly's report ended, the council chamber fell silent, and Shang Jingxing closed his eyes and gently tapped his index finger on the table.

After half a cup of tea, he opened his eyes and said, "Lu Qingmei, you go to rest first." It's not something you and I can do by sitting here thinking about it for a long time or discussing it for a long time. ”

Lu Qingmei glanced up at him, and found that Shang Jingxing had changed a lot after walking out of Ling Feng this time, although he had never been weak with people before, he was always passive, and it was always when others came to the door, so he fought back, but now it was different, she couldn't say what it was.

"Good. Then I'll go and rest first. ”

She nodded, didn't think much more, and just got up and walked out of the council room.

After Lu Qingmei left, Shang Jingxing looked up at Shadow Ink Butterfly and asked, "Tell me more about the way to fight the forces in the lower city." ”

"Yes, master. Shadow Butterfly bowed in response.

"Since the end of the era of the second layer of national forces, the city power war has rarely appeared, at most, each layer will have an eight-city war in four major regions every fifty years, and the shadow does not know much about the city power war, generally speaking, the city power war is divided into nine battles, three individual battles, three ten-person battles, and three hundred-person battles. No one from outside the city is allowed to join them, and the side with the highest number of winners wins, and the losing city will be included in the winner's sphere of influence. ”

Shang Jingxing raised his eyebrows and said clearly: "Individual battles depend on strength, ten-person battles look at cooperation, and hundred-person battles look at command." It is indeed a complete demonstration of the strength of the forces of the city. So three questions. ”

"One, whether the same person can participate repeatedly. ”

"Second, how to define the people inside and outside the city power. ”

"Three, whether the layer master can participate. ”

After saying these three questions, Shang Jingxing looked at Shadow Ink Butterfly and waited for her answer.

Shadow Ink Butterfly bowed her head slightly, organized a speech, and then raised her head and said, "The same person can participate repeatedly, but it can't be the same type of battle. ”

"The people in the city's sphere of influence must occupy two of the following three elements. One, live in the city of origin for one year. Second, I have never been to another city for more than a month since coming to the starting city. Three, the subordinate forces have been in the starting city for a year. ”

"All three types of battles can be participated, but if you participate in a ten-player or hundred-player battle, you are not allowed to shoot. ”

Shang Jingxing nodded and said, "In this way, I, Lu Lanlian, and Lu Qingmei barely meet the conditions. In that case, I can do it with confidence. ”

Shadow Ink Butterfly looked at Shang Jingxing suspiciously, not understanding the meaning of his last sentence, to this, Shang Jingxing smiled meaningfully, motioned for her to approach, and then whispered a few words in her ear.

Shadow Ink Butterfly's eyes were full of surprise, as if she had heard something unbelievable, but she didn't ask, but nodded her head to show that she understood.

After instructing Shadow Ink Butterfly to help her mend her clothes and sew a few more sets of spare clothes, Shadow Ink Butterfly took the initiative to retire, and Shang Jingxing returned to her room and fell asleep.

Shang Jingxing was also tired enough, this sleep was directly eight hours, and when he woke up, it was already the early morning of the next day.

The repaired clothes and spare clothes had been placed by Shadow Ink Butterfly at the head of the bed, and he shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, this was obviously made by Shadow Ink Butterfly who stayed up all night to make it.

"It seems that my maid will have to 'train' in the future. ”

Although he has accepted the fact that Shadow Ink Butterfly is his maid, he doesn't want the idea of "the master is the sky" to fill Shadow Ink Butterfly's thoughts, but since such an idea has been ingrained in her mind, it is impossible to change it in a short time, but Shang Jingxing believes that as long as she is guided slowly for a long time in the future, this situation will always improve.

Thinking so in his heart, Shang Jingxing turned over and got up, dressed neatly, and washed up.

Since it was still early, he didn't choose to go out, but sat down at the table, took out a blank paper and pen and wrote on it, before starting to cultivate, he had to customize a cultivation plan for himself, and the life he had to live was about to be gone.

Writing stopped, and from time to time he revised it, and in such a tea time, Shang Jingxing's cultivation plan was released, and he looked at it in front of him, very satisfied.

Two hours of fast running around the starting city, in order to practice "Ten Thousand Miles".

After two hours of practicing Yuwen, and after tasting the sweetness of "changing" Yuwen, he was particularly interested in it.

After four hours of cultivating spiritual power, his current qualifications have improved a lot, but he is still only an ordinary qualification in the tower realm, plus the terrifying spiritual power he needs to break through, if he doesn't redouble his efforts, I'm afraid he won't want to break through the Jindan stage in this life.

An hour is used to familiarize yourself with the newly acquired power, especially the power of the Extreme Physical Cultivation, and strive to exert twice the strength bonus of the Extreme Physical Cultivation in the fastest time.

Then one hour of free time, two hours of sleep time.

This was his cultivation plan for a long time.

After folding the paper, Shang Jingxing left the table, took out a futon and threw it on the ground, and then sat down cross-legged.

He was ready to sort out what he had learned from this trip to Lingfeng, but there was still some work to be done before then.

took out all the nine storage bags on his body, and then poured out all the contents inside, and for a while, the neat and tidy room became extremely dirty, the corpse of Yan Tie took up half of the room, a large amount of Yan Jiansha took up a quarter of the space, and the remaining quarter was filled with other messy things, and Shang Jingxing himself was squeezed into the corner.

Putting the two largest storage bags aside, Shang Jingxing shook the seven empty storage bags in his hand, even if he was not obsessive-compulsive, some things were unbearable.

He turned on the Wanjie live broadcast communication function and said, "Everyone, seven storage bags for one big one." ”