Chronicles of Celestial Origins

As for the disciples of the Qianyi Sect, when he rushed to the front line, he had already entrusted them to Jiang Yuhuan, including the materials left by the Qianyi Sect.

Because he didn't know whether he could survive the battle, he made preparations.

With Jiang Yuhuan's protection, the livelihood of those disciples should not be a problem.

However, if there is a chance, it would be better for him to bring these people to his side, but now is not the time to consider this, at least until he has established a firm foothold in Taixuan Sect.

Bai Jintang's words were still ringing in his ears, telling him to speak less and do less, which meant telling him to keep a low profile.

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The days flew by, and the months passed in the blink of an eye.

In the majestic and majestic hall, many sect disciples gathered together and were whispering among themselves and talking in twos and threes.

About a quarter of an hour later, a man in Taixuanzong costume came in from outside, walked to the throne, and said: "Fellow Taoists, I've been waiting for a long time. I'm Wang Yanxuan. Uncle Duan of this sect ordered me to greet fellow Taoists from all sects. , presided over this matter.”

As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten people from outside came into the inner room with stacks of files and placed them on everyone's desk.

Wang Yanxuan continued: "According to statistics, there are a total of 114 sects on the islands of Qinghai, and a total of 870,000 Xuanmen monks have joined the Qingzhou Allied Army. Among them, there are more than 5,000 people with Jindan or above cultivation. These people are They are monks in the regular ranks of each legion, and the rest of the Qi Refining and Foundation Building disciples are all reserve members of the legion."

"According to the decision of the headquarters, all Qinghai's Qi refining and foundation-building disciples will be divided into Class C Xuanmen in each city. The remaining regular team monks of each legion will be selected from Class B Xuanmen and above."

"After the war, there are currently 2,472 Qinghai Jindan monks from various tribes who have survived. The files of all of them are here. According to the rules, they will be selected by Class A and above Xuanmen first, and then handed over to Class B. Level Xuanmen Selection, everyone, please start!"

"Let me tell you! Why bother with this extra step? Just assign them directly to each legion! Just three peaches and two dates, crooked melons and cracked dates, and they are so mobilized." A man wearing Baoyu Sect clothing below was flipping through the desk. Shangzong shook his head and said.

"I think so. It is expected that a group of low-level monks in Qinghai can be assigned randomly. We still need to select. If we want to recruit monks, I don't know how many spiritual transformation monks are willing to swarm in."

"These people are lucky. If the Mubei Demon hadn't caused chaos, they would have been able to live in a corner of the Qinghai Sea all their lives. But now they have the opportunity to leap over the dragon's gate. I wonder if they are really grateful to the Mubei Demon."

"Isn't this for propaganda purposes? They were called into the Qingzhou Alliance Army in the first place, and they have worked hard over the years. Now that Qinghai has been occupied again, and the sect has been disbanded, the higher-ups can't just show nothing! They have to give something. Good thing, otherwise the hearts of other Xuanmen will be chilled, and next time the Mubei demon attacks again, no one will obey the order and help. "

"What Wang Daoyou said is fair. The senior management directly handed over the old man's nest to the Netherworld Sea Organization without discussing it with him. If he doesn't give me some sweeteners, I'm afraid it won't be justified."

"Actually, the main purpose of doing this is to show other sects that the Mubei demon will definitely come back again. If it invades Qingzhou, won't other sects have to evacuate like these Qinghai monks, dragging their families with them? Today these people The fate of the Qinghai sect monks may be the fate of the Qingzhou Donglai County sect tomorrow.”

Everyone said one word after another.

On the main seat, Wang Yanxuan flipped through the files. When he flipped through one of the files, he paused slightly, but saw that the first page of the file read: Qian Yizong Tang Ning of Xingang, Qinghai, a native of Tangliu Village in South China. In the middle stage of Jindan, he was the master of Xuande Hall of Qianyi Sect, with medium spiritual qualifications.

The following pages contain detailed archival records.

Daoding entered Qian Yizong in 635.

Daoding became mortal in 641.

Dowding......

Wang Yanxuan shook his head imperceptibly, put the file on the other side on his left, and continued to flip through the stack of files on his right.

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In Fenghua City, where the Sixth Column of the 23rd Army Corps was stationed, in front of the cave, a ray of light came and a burly man appeared. He flipped his hand and the talisman sank into the room.

Not long after, a figure flashed out from inside, and a fair-faced man appeared. It was Zhang Zhongxu, the captain of the eighth column of the 23rd Army.

"Junior Brother Yan came to the humble residence in person, and I don't know why?" Zhang Zhongxu bowed his head to the man.

"Senior Brother Zhang, on the order of my uncle, I am here to inform you that the list of personnel selected by each sect has been finalized, so I came to inquire about their wishes."

"Okay, I'll send someone to deliver the order."

The two of them jumped into the sky and arrived at the meeting hall on the top of the mountain. The two disciples on duty in front of the hall saluted quickly when they saw the two.

"Go and inform all the liaisons and ask all the monks from Qinghai to gather in front of the temple."

"Yes." The two responded and left.

Zhang Zhongxu and the man entered the hall and sat down separately. After chatting for a while, Zhang Zhongxu said: "I heard that our sect has a hundred places this time. I wonder who is so lucky. Are there any disciples of our sect in our army?" quota?”

"There are two people in the legion selected by the sect, and one of them is in your column."

"Oh? I wonder who it is?"

"He is a monk from Qinghai Xingang, his name is Tang Ning. He serves in the team directly under your Eighth Alliance."

"What's so special about this person?"

The man looked like he was smiling but not smiling: "I have read his files. He is an ordinary person. He has a middle-stage cultivation of Jindan. There is nothing different from ordinary people. He is even worse than ordinary people. In terms of spiritual root qualifications, he is only average. Very despicable, the only thing worth mentioning is that this person is the master of the Xuande Hall of his sect. "

"Oh?" After hearing what he said, Zhang Zhongxu became a little interested: "What kind of statement is this? I think there must be something hidden inside?"

"I also heard that this boy seems to have some connections in our sect. Someone above him said hello to Uncle Duan, who was solely responsible for this matter. Uncle Duan agreed because he couldn't refuse due to human kindness, so he was sent to the sect. Definitely decided.”

"Who is so proud? Even Master Duan is inconvenient to refuse?"

"I don't know who it is specifically."

"So, this guy really has some skills. Unexpectedly! A humble golden elixir monk from Qinghai can actually be related to my uncle. I want to meet this person later. I don't know who the other one is. who?"

"The other one is a monk from the third column of the headquarters. He was originally a monk from Qi Yun Island. His surname is Qi and his name is Jian. He has an early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation and has a superior spiritual root qualification. He has broken through the Nascent Soul in less than three hundred years of practice. This should be He was chosen based on his ability.”

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Tang Ning was sitting cross-legged in the room and heard a knock on the door. He opened his eyes from his trance and stood up to open the door. He saw Fang Ting standing outside the room. He quickly bowed his head and saluted: "Senior Fang, Why are you here? What do you want me to do?"

"This is an order from the column leader of our headquarters, asking you monks from Qinghai to gather at the meeting hall immediately." Fang Ting said.

"May I ask about the selection of disciples due to the sect?" Tang Ning asked quickly.

"I don't know either, but I think there shouldn't be anything else besides that. Go right away! The column leader is waiting for you."

"Okay, I understand, junior." Tang Ning jumped into the air. Not long after walking, she arrived at the top of a mountain. More than ten monks had gathered in front of the meeting hall.

As time went by, more and more monks arrived, and everyone talked softly.

A man walked into the hall and bowed to Zhang Zhongxu who was sitting above him: "Uncle Master, all the monks from Qinghai in this department have arrived. There is only one monk named Xu Wei in Sanlian who is not stationed at the moment. "I heard that I went out."

"Ignore him, Senior Brother Yan, please." The two stood up and left the hall.

Everyone saw several people coming out of the hall. The first two people had unfathomable cultivation. They all stood with their heads bowed and said nothing.