Immortal Space

When Mu Li asked what the mission was, Wang Hong naturally didn't have any real mission, he just wanted to borrow the name of Qinglongtang.

"This matter is confidential, and it is inconvenient to disclose it to the outside world for the time being. Please forgive me, Master Mu!"

"Oh! Even the old man has no right to know?" Mu Li's eyes suddenly became sharp, which brought great pressure to Wang Hong.

"I also ask Uncle Mu not to embarrass this disciple. This matter is personally arranged by Hall Master Qinglong, and nothing should be revealed to the outside world."

Wang Hong felt that if he made up a mission out of nothing, no matter how well it was made up, the fake one would be fake after all, and there would be loopholes, so it was better to just evade it, he couldn't just go to the Azure Dragon Hall Master to confront it right now.

"In this case, the old man will not ask any more questions."

Mu Li has also heard that Wang Hong is the vice head of the Qinglong Hall, so it is inconvenient for him to make too much trouble in the open.

"Thank you, Master Uncle, for making it happen."

After Wang Hong left from here, he handed it over to Luo Zhongjie, asking him to gather the manpower and return the next day.

However, when Luo Zhongjie went for a walk, he came back after being stunned.

"Boss, I went to various garrison points, but they are unwilling to let people go, saying that they need the order of Elder Muli to let them go."

Now that his subordinates have been stationed in various places, they definitely cannot just pat their butts and leave, at least they need to inform their immediate superiors and get their consent.

"You go to inform everyone again, gather here tomorrow morning, and let's leave directly."

Since the other party wanted to stay, he had no choice but to do so.

If he is asked to send a team to participate in the war against the demon clan, he has no objection, but it is obviously malicious to break up all his subordinates and distribute them to various places.

"Everyone? During this time, some people seem to have been recruited by other forces." Luo Zhongjie asked.

"Oh, those people?"

"Our original manpower should not be there, but the foundation-building monks who joined in those strongholds a while ago are not very reliable now."

At that time, Wang Hong was stationed at five strongholds, and many foundation-builder cultivators expressed their intention to follow Wang Hong.

He also expressed acceptance at the time, but the two parties were only a verbal commitment, which was not very binding.

"For these people, there is no need to notify, and we are not short of a few disloyal people."

Wang Hong didn't have much affection for these former treasure-hunting monks. Even if they recruited them, they would be useless, and they could only be counted in the battle.

In the early morning of the next day, people from all over the line of defense gathered towards Wang Hong's location.

Some of them quietly walked out of the barracks where they lived, and some were stationed on the city wall, so they found an excuse to leave, and then they never returned.

The line of defense here is mainly to guard against the outside of the city wall, but it is relatively loose inside. In non-emergency situations, people can move freely.

"Master! I'm back!" Yang Tiezhu came back with a few people, and when he saw Wang Hong, he surrounded him.

At this time, Ling Shuai and Ling Xue's father and daughter also came back. Wang Hong looked at these lively subordinates and silently counted the number of people in his heart.

When the number reached more than three hundred, no one came back.

"Boss! Those who should come have come, and those who haven't come will not come back!" Luo Zhongjie walked to Wang Hong and said softly, with a bit of sadness in his tone.

The ones who lost the most in this battle were the members of the qi training period. These people were all recruited by him from the secular world, trained and cultivated by him, and he watched them grow up.

So many people died this time, the saddest person should be him.

"Set off!"

The two flying boats rose slowly, ready to leave.

At this time, more than a dozen monks flew from a distance, and shouted from a distance: "Wait a minute!"

These dozen or so people were all dressed in the purple robes of the Qingxu sect, and soon flew to the front of the two flying boats, blocking the way ahead.

Wang Hong stepped out of the flying boat, secretly said: "It's still here!"

Standing on the bow of the boat, he shouted loudly: "I don't know what advice the senior brothers have, but don't miss the important event of Qinglong Hall!"

Naturally, Wang Hong also knew the opponent's purpose, so he took out the signboard of Qinglong Hall and used it first.

"Senior Brother Wang, forgive me! These people have been recruited to the defense line to participate in the garrison mission, but they escaped at this time. We have the right to arrest them back."

One of the leading middle-aged monks stood up and said, directly labeling everyone as running away on the battlefield.

"Wrong! These people are subordinate members of my Qinglong Hall, so they are naturally controlled by my Qinglong Hall, and outsiders have no right to recruit them!"

"These people are not disciples of the Qingxu Sect, so why would you say something about the subordinates of Qinglongtang?"

At this time, Wang Hong took out his token of the deputy hall master of the Qinglong hall, and showed it to several people.

"This is an internal matter of my Qinglong Hall, so you don't have to worry about it." He waved his hand and shouted: "Let's go!"

"Hey! That's an offense!" the middle-aged leader said with a sneer.

At this moment, more than a hundred people flew from the front, all of them were Foundation Establishment cultivators, and surrounded them in a fan shape.

"Kill it!" Wang Hong said coldly, he was already upset after so many subordinates died, and these people came to him just to discourage them.

They were all killed out of tens of thousands of beasts, and there were more than a hundred people in this area, and he really didn't pay much attention to them.

There are more than 300 of them, and there are only two flying boats, which are too crowded, so there are still some foundation-building monks flying with swords.

After hearing Wang Hong's order, Yang Tiezhu took the lead, picked up the mace, and killed the crowd in front of him.

The other people's spirit weapons also greeted the front at the same time, and the two sides fought for a few breaths before the winner was decided.

The leading cultivator was also found by Yang Tiezhu, and he beat the stick severely, and fell directly from the air. Fortunately, when he fell halfway, he flew up again, otherwise he might become the Zhu who was thrown to death. base monk.

Wang Hong and the others didn't kill them. After all, they were still monks of the Qingxu Sect. They really killed people, and it would be difficult to deal with them in the future. After these people were disturbed, they quickly passed through the crowd and walked away.

After months of absence, he finally returned to the valley.

The more than 200 newly recruited qi training monks were placed in Waigu and handed over to Liu Wenlie for practice and management.

These two hundred people are all at the ninth level of qi training or the state of qi training at the great perfection level, and they are all powerful in combat. After all, after many rounds of battles, those who are slightly worse have died.

It's just that these people have just come here, and their loyalty will definitely be close, and they still need to go through some tests before they can enter the inner valley and become core members.

At present, the two sides are equivalent to a combination of interests. They follow Wang Hong, and they can obtain security and the resources they need most.

Wang Hong needs them to do things for him, and pays them some of the backlog of resources in the warehouse.

In fact, most members of all forces are similar to this, and the relationship between monks and forces is a combination of interests.