The light from the teleportation array was blinding, and after a flash of dazzling light, an intense feeling of dizziness followed.

When Gu Dan opened his eyes again, everything was very different.

All kinds of noisy noises could be heard from time to time, and the surging flow of people was even more than that in the imperial capital of the Xia Dynasty.

"Take a look at it. The Wanfa League has customized magic tools. You won't suffer any loss or be cheated if you buy them. The foundation-building monks all say they are good after using them!"

"Don't miss the talismans of Tianshui Pavilion if you pass by. Are you still worried about running out of spiritual energy when fighting monsters? Are you still worried that the poison from taking too many pills can't be eliminated? A stack of talismans can solve your worries!"

"Are you still worried about being caught up by the enemy after the battle? Are you still worried about having nowhere to rest after the life-and-death battle? Master Tianyanzong has customized the battle formation to ensure you don't have to worry!"

Before I could even step out of the teleportation array, the sounds of various hawkings filled my ears.

It makes people who are already dizzy even more dizzy.

Fortunately, this situation did not last too long. Soon, a monk flew over and after a few harsh reprimands, all the people who were originally shouting around the teleportation array scattered like birds and beasts.

It was not until this time that Gu Dan walked out of the teleportation array and had time to take a look at the real front line.

This is a city that is still under construction.

That’s right, it’s a city.

Gu Dan saw with his own eyes that less than a hundred feet away, a cultivator stomped his feet repeatedly, and the ground more than ten feet in front of him was pressed down forcefully. If he was not mistaken, he was laying the foundation. There were many cultivators like this.

Further away, there were already tall buildings rising up. The one closest to the teleportation array was called Wanbao Tower, and it looked much more majestic than the Xia Dynasty's imperial palace.

This city is still under construction. As far as the naked eye can see, there is no mortal being at all. It is truly a city of monks.

Since we are going to fight a big war, an outpost is still necessary.

Many cultivators also need a place to rest after a great battle, including how to quickly exchange the spoils for things that can best enhance their own strength after killing monsters.

That is why infrastructure construction before the war is particularly important.

We even have to make plans for the worst case scenario. The demons are not fools who will only take a beating. We also have to guard against their counterattacks. These cities serve many purposes at the same time.

The monks who were building the city were all wearing different colored clothes, but they worked in perfect harmony with each other. Their spells did not affect each other, and their speed was incredibly fast, far superior to that of ordinary people. It was truly out of reach.

The abilities of a monk are not limited to fighting, they are also useful for creation.

"All the monks who have just come out, follow me to register and receive their belongings."

For cultivators like Gu Dan who had just stepped out of the teleportation array, someone would immediately come over to greet them.

The one who led Gu Dan and the others was an old monk who seemed to be already elderly. His gray beard hung limply and he looked a little listless, not at all affected by the lively atmosphere around him.

"Follow me, and you will get a rough map and a photo stone later. When you fight monsters, remember to open the photo stone. The battles or beheadings recorded by the photo stone will be counted as contributions, to prevent others from taking advantage of the situation or pretending to be someone else's work."

The listless old monk gave a careful warning.

"May I ask, what if the image stone is broken?"

Gu Dan asked.

"Although the Image Stone is not a precious thing, it contains some spatial power. It is difficult for ordinary golden elixirs to destroy it. If it is really broken, it is better to think about how to escape."

The old monk shrugged and said, "These photo stones are lent to you, and you will have to return them in the end. If the photo stones are really damaged in the fight, it doesn't matter. Those who have the ability can always keep a few. If you lose them, you can just compensate for the original price."

"Excuse me, senior, is this map more detailed?"

Other monks asked other questions.

"Not in detail, just roughly marked some directions. As for the real habitat of the dragon clan, even the dragon tomb has not been found yet. Each sect has also issued various tasks to explore the power of the dragon clan. Whoever can break in can return to exchange for contribution points."

The old monk said casually.

Of course, contribution points are not only obtained by killing monsters, but this is definitely the most convenient way.

In addition to risking one's life to kill monsters, participating in city construction and even accepting rewards from major sects can all be exchanged for contribution points. It should be noted that, except for the tasks issued by the nine major immortal sects, the contribution-related tasks issued by other sects can only be used by the sect that issued the task.

This can prevent any sect from going crazy and trying to fleece the nine major immortal sects, or taking the opportunity to bully other small sects.

For example, if you kill a genius monster like Zhen Chi, Ying Yaoyao, and Luo Qingyin, there will definitely be a reward, and the same goes for the monster clan.

Although it is not an all-out war, killing the opponent's geniuses as much as possible is always a very cost-effective deal. If you can really kill them, you will definitely make a big profit.

The human race is sharpening their knives, so how can the demon race not react at all?

While chatting, they had already arrived at a place called Binggong Hall.

"Register your information here, and remember to tell us when you leave. If you disappear for too long without any news, we will temporarily consider you dead. If there are any sects, we will inform them after the war is over."

The old monk pointed to a black, particularly dignified palace and said, "Your image stones will be checked here to verify the distribution of contribution points. By the way, there is also a special [Prodigy Ranking] in the city, which ranks people according to their contribution points. The top ten with the highest contribution points will receive special invitations from the nine major immortal sects, and even the top 100 will have various opportunities."

The old monk led everyone into the Binggong Hall, where a jade-colored book was spread out in front of the desk.

As the cultivators walked past, the jade-colored books naturally glowed, recording their appearance, spiritual characteristics, and even a wisp of divine consciousness as a mark.

There is no need to worry about being murdered by someone with ulterior motives. A wisp of divine thought is not a soul, it is only used to identify a personal aura.

When it was Gu Dan's turn, the brilliance of the jade book also included his appearance at that moment.

"Name?"

"Kong Zhai."

"Cultivation?"

"The late stage of foundation building."

"Sect?"

"No."

"Um?"

The inquiring monk was startled, glanced at Gu Dan, and said, "If you accidentally die in the mouth of a monster, there must be a place to report it, right?"

"No need, that's too unlucky."

Gu Dan smiled, "If you're dead, then you're dead. There's no need to add to the sadness of others."

“It’s a good attitude.”

The monk who had been included nodded slightly, handed Gu Dan a storage bag, and said, "Except for the help talisman, everything in here is temporarily loaned to you. If you can survive until the end of the war, remember to return it."

"No problem."

Gu Dan nodded slightly, took the storage bag and walked aside.

"Next one."

The monks who were included continued to be busy without stopping.

Gu Dan swept his mind and completed the seal. The storage bag had a space of about three meters. Inside was a talisman, a map, a button-sized stone, and a manual.

He took out the map first and glanced at it. The general terrain of Qingzhou was like a forked tree stump. Most of it was covered with fog, and a small part was marked in red, indicating that there were traces of dragons there.

It really was just as the old monk said, it wasn't detailed at all, it just told everyone where to get along.

Taking out the manual again, there were many warnings to the monks on it. Most of them were old-fashioned words, such as that the human monks should work together in a fight, and when facing an unbeatable opponent, they should use the distress talisman to delay time as much as possible. It was not of much value.

The button-like photo stone is simple. You can just pin it on your chest like a button. There is a hole in the middle, so you don’t have to worry about it falling off accidentally.

As for the distress talisman, after using it, it will automatically notify the cultivators within a radius of a hundred miles who also hold the distress talisman - don't think that a hundred miles is small, on the contrary, with such a long distance, even a Jindan cultivator will take some time to arrive.

If a catastrophic disaster really happens, any delay could be fatal. If the distance is far, it will no longer be necessary.

You can't expect a Nascent Soul cultivator to fly to the sky and escape the ground to save people, right? If someone really has such ability, he wouldn't need the common help talisman.

After checking the contents of the storage bag, Gu Dan glanced around and saw that the listless old monk had come out again, obviously preparing to receive the next batch of monks being teleported over.

Gu Dan walked over quickly and grabbed his hand with a wave of his hand.

"Um?"

The old monk raised his eyebrows and was about to scold.

Suddenly I felt there was something extra in my hand.

Glancing down at the Ganoderma in his hand, the old monk coughed and said, "I'm busy with official duties. I don't have time to chat for the time being."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand felt heavy again.

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It's about to be out of reach.

"Ahem. Well, my friend, you and I are destined to be together. Go to the Wanxian Building in the east and order some tea and wait for me. I'll come over after I finish this."

The old monk patted Gu Dan's hand earnestly and said.

"Sorry for the trouble, senior."

Gu Dan nodded slightly.

Arriving at Wanxian Tower, Gu Dan went straight to the second floor, ordered a pot of Lingcui Baixiang tea which cost eighty spirit stones, and waited quietly.

This wait lasted for a full hour.

It was not until the sun was about to set that a hurried figure came over quickly, sat down opposite Gu Dan, picked up the cup of tea on the table without saying a word, and drank it in one gulp.

"Wow! Spiritual Essence Fragrance Tea?"

After swallowing the food, the listless old monk raised his eyebrows, looking quite surprised, "You are quite generous. I am just a guide, why is it so grand?"

"You look kind, and I feel like we are destined to be together."

Gu Dan smiled and did not question why the other party came so late.

"Don't say such things. This pot of tea can be exchanged for a worse magic weapon. It's very difficult for me to deal with you like this."

The old monk scratched his face.

A man who eats someone's food should be grateful, and a man who takes someone's favor should be merciful.

We have to save face, too! "In a fight, life and death are just a matter of thought. Spiritual stones are the most insignificant. You can't bring them with you when you are born, and you can't take them with you when you die. So what is there to cherish?"

Gu Dan said.

“Tsk tsk.”

The old monk looked at Gu Dan and shook his head slightly, saying, "You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you manage a household. When I was young, I wished I could use one spirit stone as two petals. Now I'm old and useless. I don't even have the strength to fight with others. I can only be a guide. But I met a rich young man.

Tell me, what do you want to ask?"

"May I ask, old senior, what should I pay attention to in this demon killing order?"

Gu Dan asked without hesitation.

"What else do you need to pay attention to? Take as many pills, magic tools, and convenient small formations as you can. And then if you can win, fight. If you can't win, run. If you really can't run, use the help talisman to fight back."

The old monk said immediately.

"Senior, have some tea."

After listening to this, Gu Dan picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea.

Old monk: “.”

The old monk took a deep breath and said helplessly, "What else do you want to hear?"

"The juniors will listen to whatever the seniors are willing to say. The juniors will listen to what the seniors say."

Gu Dan said it quite straightforwardly.

“You bastard.”

The old monk's eyes swept over Gu Dan, but Gu Dan remained calm and unmoved.

"Senior, please have some tea."

Gu Dan said again.

"Okay, okay, you kid!"

The old monk picked up the teacup in front of him, sniffed it gently, drank it in one gulp, thought for a while, and reluctantly took out a palm-sized compass from his arms and threw it to Gu Dan.

Gu Dan took it with both hands.

"Don't throw this thing away, and don't say it was given to you by me. Just remember to return it to me when you don't need it."

Looking at the empty cup, the old monk frowned and said, "This time I've suffered a great loss."

"Thank you, senior."

Gu Dan clasped his hands together and bowed, then said with great gratitude.

"Go away, stay away from me."

The old monk waved his hands repeatedly.

Gu Dan obediently stood up and left.

After Gu Dan left, the old monk rubbed his chin with his hand, "I have indeed never seen this before! Are the youngsters nowadays so powerful? How long has it been since they were discovered? But he is a human monk after all, and it is his ability to have vision. If he takes my things and still cannot make it to the Tianjiao Ranking, I will deal with him later!"

After leaving Wanxian Tower, Gu Dan went straight to an inn and looked at the compass in his hand.

Although he is a Taoist, he also possesses the divine eye.

Able to discover many clues that ordinary people cannot detect.

For example, the old monk seemed ordinary, even a little decadent, but when the divine eye quietly scanned him, it was found that his aura was calm and uniform, too much like a template.

There is no doubt that it is fake.

Although he did not really use his divine eyes to observe carefully to avoid being noticed, this level of discovery was enough.

After all, this is the outpost of the human race. It is not impossible to meet some big guys in the world of immortal cultivation. Gu Dan also took the opportunity to join in. It doesn’t matter whether he can get anything or not. If he does, wouldn’t he make a fortune?

As it turned out, he made the right choice.

Staring at the compass in his hand, Gu Dan injected a little spiritual energy into it, and the compass began to glow with a very strong brilliance.

Suddenly, a vivid map made of spiritual energy appeared in front of him! (End of this chapter)