Chapter 239: The coming war

The spiritual energy of this secret realm is very abundant. Qin Ming speculated based on the layout of this secret realm that this might be a secret realm specially planted with spiritual plants.
"If I can get this secret realm, coupled with my alchemy ability, I believe that there will be no shortage of all the pills in the future. Unfortunately, this secret realm will be closed in time.
If you want to open up again, you have to wait until two hundred years later. What a pity! "
Qin Ming was drinking tea and listening to the conversations of the surrounding disciples.
In a moment, several other disciples also rushed over.
"I'm sorry, brothers, I'm late." The short-haired disciple came last and couldn't help apologizing.
"It's not too late. We can just take a break with tea. Since you are here, let's set off now!" Song Zhou stood up and said.
Everyone got up and walked towards the place where the task was issued.
If you want to go out to pick spiritual plants, you need to get permission from the sect, and you need to get the task.
"What! Picking Lingzhi is not allowed now, prepare to fight?" Song Zhou looked at the manager in a daze, surprised.
The steward in black smiled and said: "You are a member of the sect. Now you are about to prepare to fight the righteous sect. Of course you have to make a contribution."
"But...I..." Song Zhou stammered.
Where is the best way to pick spiritual plants in battle, although the contribution reward for killing is higher, fighting is much more dangerous than gathering spiritual plants. If you don’t pay attention, you will lose your life.
"The battle is about to begin. Now all the quests have been closed, and even the disciples who are on the outside quests will be summoned back.
Now even if I send you a task, it doesn't make sense. Isn't it the same to be called back? "
The manager said again.
A few people returned to the inn helplessly. Now the battle is about to begin. The entire resident is only allowed to enter but not out. Moreover, even if they go out, they will be called back. It is better to recharge in the inn with peace of mind.
The news in the inn has spread, and now the disciples of the entire sect are discussing about the upcoming battle. Some disciples are nervous and some are excited.
"Song Qing, how many people do you think will die in this battle?" Song Zhou worried.
Qin Ming smiled and said, "I believe you can be smart and don't rush, you will definitely survive."
"Song Zhou, why do you just think about death? This battle is a good opportunity. The sect has contributed a lot. If you can kill a few more people, you may have enough resources for promotion to the Great Master."
The short-haired disciple patted Song Zhou abruptly and said.
"Yes! This kind of battle is rarely encountered, and if you miss it, there will be no more!" The other disciples also echoed.
Qin Ming shook his head secretly. These disciples are cannon fodder, and they don't know how many they will survive in the real battle.
Still thinking about the credit now, it is estimated that this kind of person died first.
"Huh...huh!" A few thick bells rang, and the entire station was boiling.
"Go, go and gather soon!" The short-haired disciple urged.
"Let's go!" Song Zhou said helplessly, now that he is in the resident, it is impossible to find a place to hide.
If you don't want to fight, you have to go!
Qin Ming followed Song Zhou and the others to a spacious square. Qin Ming glanced at it, and the square was full of people.
There is a high platform in the middle, on which an elderly man with white beard and a few middle-aged people are standing.
"Look, Elder Yan! This time Elder Yan personally presided over! It seems that we are going to go to war with the righteous sect."
A disciple nearby looked at the old man on the stage, surprised.