"I heard that our Qingmiao City will be changing its guarding alchemist."

"I've heard about it too. It's said that the person who came here is a direct disciple of Elder Dange, and he is very famous in the inner sect."

"The inner gate, it's a pity that I have accumulated so little knowledge and only built the foundation at the age of forty-five. I don't even know what the inner gate is like."

"What's the use of knowing? During this period, how many inner disciples have taken over missions and run away, not because they are afraid of conflict with the Holy Land of Maitreya and become cannon fodder."

"That is, if you ask me, this inner disciple is nothing more than that. My cultivation level is not high, but I have never been afraid."

Qingmiao City is not big.

This is the elixir cultivation base of the Yaochi Immortal Sect. There are not many people there, but there are only a hundred thousand people in the city.

But the monks here are very tall, and among three people, there must be one who cultivates.

Of course, most of them are low-level monks who have been in the outer sect for a few years, cannot improve their cultivation, and have turned to spiritual farming.

Many people have been digging in the mud for half their lives. Farming is fine and they don't need to think about anything else.

"There are mountains, water, and spiritual fields."

“It’s also located at the rear, so it’s really a good place to relax and take shelter from the wind.”

A flying boat landed in Qingmiao City...

Zhang Heng took Zhang Yitong off the flying boat and was very satisfied with the fragrance of herbs in the air.

"Everyone in the Immortal Sect is preparing to fight to the death with Maitreya Holy Land, but we are hiding here for a while. This feeling..."

Standing next to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Yitong's face was complicated, and he hesitated to speak several times.

Zhang Heng knew what she wanted to say.

Countless ancestors of the Zhang family died in the conflict with Maitreya Holy Land. As a descendant of the Zhang family, Zhang Yitong believed that he should also go back and join the war.

It's just that Zhang Heng had different ideas.

A man who sharpens his sword before chopping firewood can go to war, but it shouldn't be now.

At the moment, Zhang Yitong is just a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Inner Sect Upper Court. If he is put on the battlefield, one more person is not too much, and one person less is not enough. If he is not good enough, he will be tricked to death.

Therefore, from Zhang Heng's perspective, her mission is to practice hard and transform her talents into combat power as soon as possible.

Going to the battlefield to fight and kill people from the Holy Land of Maitreya is fun, but the risk is too great.

A person who is developing steadily and can change the situation of the war in the future should not enter the battlefield too early, especially before she has grown up.

certainly.

Zhang Yitong also had something to say.

For example, Yun Lingzhi has already sharpened his sword and is preparing to fight the people of Maitreya Holy Land.

But the question is, who is Yun Lingzhi?

He is the Immortal Sect of Yaochi, the current son of destiny.

People are different.

Just because he can do something doesn't mean you can do it too.

I heard that the bald people in the Holy Land of Maitreya are barbaric.

The eldest lady's current cultivation level is not high. If she goes to the battlefield and is caught by a group of bald heads, the end will be tragic.

"I know what you're thinking, but don't be impatient."

"After all, this is a multiple-choice question."

"The first option is: join the sect war before you grow up, fight hand in hand with your brothers, and grow up in the baptism of blood and fire, regret and hatred."

"This choice has good and bad qualities. The good thing is that you can hone yourself in life and death, become a hero in the eyes of many people, and satisfy your own heart."

"The disadvantage is that it's easy to die. One general's achievements lead to thousands of bones drying up. Everyone wants to be a general, but most people are just bones at the general's feet."

"The second option: develop with peace of mind. Once the momentum picks up, the autumn wind will sweep away the fallen leaves."

"Before you grow up, try your best to get rid of the consumption in low-level battlefields, focus on development, and prepare to meet the greater challenges in the future."

"And I have always loved the latter, and I hope you do too."

In Zhang Heng’s opinion.

Those who can turn the tide of the battle in the later stages do not need to invest too early in the early stage. If you invest too early, it is easy to die before leaving the battlefield.

Late-game heroes should fight in the late-game, why do they have to pick up the team in the early-game?

It’s just that as children grow up, they have their own ideas, and they don’t know whether to call them rebellious or independent.

Zhang Yitong was persuaded by Zhang Heng this time and brought him out.

But Zhang Heng knew that the eldest lady had grown up and was no longer the ignorant girl she once was.

One day, the young eagle will fly alone.

"Master Zhang!"

Walk out of the flying boat landing site.

When he got outside, Zhang Heng saw many people greeting him.

"My name is Xiao Guangwei, the city lord of the Immortal Sect in Qingmiao City. I am a few years older than you, my junior brother. I used to be a deacon in the outer sect."

The first person.

He looks to be in his forties, slightly chubby, with a receding hairline. When he meets Zhang Heng, he becomes extremely friendly.

"Senior Brother Xiao, you are the manager of Qingmiao City, and I am the guarding alchemist of the Spiritual Medicine Garden. You and I need to get closer to each other."

Don't hit the smiling person with your hand.

Although Zhang Heng didn't know where Xiao Guangwei came from, he was able to secure the position of city lord in the industrial base in the rear area. No one would believe him if he said that there was no one above him.

It's just that these have nothing to do with Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng came here to hide from Qingjing, and it doesn't matter who he is.

"Then I'll give you a big thumbs up and call you Junior Brother Zhang."

Hearing Zhang Heng call him senior brother.

City Lord Xiao also beat snakes and followed them with a stick, and never mentioned the title of Alchemist Zhang again.

This is also inevitable.

Although he is the manager of Qingmiao City, he seems to be on an equal footing with Zhang Hengping, each taking charge of his own business.

But in fact, how old Zhang Hengcai is, how old he is.

When he was in the inner sect, he was just an ordinary disciple and could not be promoted to a direct disciple, so he transferred to the outer sect and became a deacon. After working for a few years, he was promoted to the position of city lord.

Where is Zhang Heng?

Now he is an elite disciple with a reputation in the inner sect. He can be guarded in one place by being transferred from outside.

Thinking about it with your toes, judging from the talent Zhang Heng has shown, the worst he can do in the future is to be an elder of the inner sect, and there is no possibility of becoming the master of a palace. Anyone who comes to such a person must pay three respects.

"Junior brother, I have prepared a feast for you, please."

City Lord Xiao gave up his seat and let Zhang Heng walk in front, which was a huge honor.

But at the reception banquet, Zhang Heng discovered that Qingmiao City was really rich. The table was full of rare medicinal foods, many of which Zhang Heng had never seen before.

"If you rely on the mountains, you can eat the mountains; if you rely on the sea, you can eat the sea."

"Our Qingmiao City doesn't have much else, it just has a lot of elixirs."

"Junior brother, you are here for the first time, and you have nothing to prepare. These 108 medicinal meals are all a little thought."

Everyone took their seats one after another.

City Lord Xiao waved his hand and shouted: "Serve the wine and play the music."

Food and wine.

Play music and dance.

Zhang Heng enjoyed the singing and dancing while accepting toasts from everyone.

Those who can toast him are those with relatively high status in Qingmiao City.

For example, the president of the Chamber of Commerce in Qingmiao City, the captain of the guard team that guards and protects the elixir fields, or some senior managers in high positions.

Zhang Heng clicked to stop.

Given his status, being able to pick up a cup and take a sip is already a great honor, and no one expects to exchange cups with him.

"I am very satisfied with today's reception banquet."

"I don't have many rules and I hate getting into trouble."

After three rounds of drinking.

Zhang Heng picked up the wine glass: "What the elixir breeding farm was like before will be what it will be like in the future. The positions of all personnel remain unchanged, and all rules and practices remain the same."
To be continued...