Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 267: Stealing chicken but losing rice
A green-skinned ape came quietly from behind, and it was not the order of the white tiger monster.

It is obvious that the demon race is neither good at managing nor good at being managed.

The qualities that are determined in personal combat competition are mana, spells, and mentality.

When it comes to group combat, what matters is the degree of organization.

Originally, there was no such thing as organization among those who practiced Taoism.

But those who were promoted by Chen Jing were all grassroots, who would stand at attention when they were told to, and stand at ease when they were told to.

He unified the management and training from the beginning, and everything he came into contact with was the essence of his previous life.

You can see militarized management, religious brainwashing, the most advanced ideological guidance, and exploitation of human loopholes at the level of krypton gold games.

It can be said to be the culmination of the art of management, with extraordinary cohesion and organizational capabilities.

This team will last for at least fifty years.

The team of the powerful faction is not very organized, but they are well-equipped.

Now that the two have come together, the winner is clear.

Ye Fan made a good start, but the monsters in Pingmo Mountain were in trouble. They finally gathered together, but they still couldn't figure out who would take the first bite.

The "meat" took a bite in return.

Wave after wave of battle groups charged into Pingmo Mountain and accurately killed the small groups of demons that had gathered together.

Some regiments conducted reconnaissance, some provided support, and some charged head-on.

The division of labor is clear.

When Chen Jing saw that everyone was cooperating so well, he quickly updated the battle group system.

Many functions have been added to it.

Rankings and the like were just a side thing, he was willing to risk his own brain to further launch a new "version activity".

Although those war groups that played supporting roles did not aim to upgrade quickly from the beginning, they just wanted to take advantage of whatever they could.

But Chen Jing will not ignore their contribution in team battles.

In the "Tiger Hunting" operation, an overall progress bar has been added, and version activity points have been opened according to: the regiment series and the logistics series.

After the action is over, rewards will be distributed based on the points.

According to the overall progress, phased rewards will be issued to everyone.

Chen Jing hasn’t decided what kind of reward to give, but he’ll draw the pie first.

The war group system is updated according to the version.

He added new main tags to the regiment, including "frontal assault", "reconnaissance intelligence" and "roaming support", a total of three main tags.

Then, based on the labels, the scoring dimensions for the warband were modified.

For example, if you are attacking from the front, the points deducted for combat damage will be less.

After all, they are fighting head-on.

Reconnaissance intelligence has the highest combat damage penalty.

Roaming support is a label given to second-tier regiments. It is also the largest in number and has no special indicators. It is used by regiments without any special features.

Ye Fan and others returned to Pingshan Pass base, just as the second wave of updates ended.

He analyzed it and said, "If you want to quickly level up and get more points, you have to attack the battle group. This increase is the largest, which means that Mr. Chen's focus is still on killing monsters. My previous guess was correct."

"Shall we continue killing monsters?" Xiao Nan asked.

"No, hiring."

“Isn’t there a limit on the number of people?”

"When you came back, did you notice that many Southern Wilderness cultivators suddenly came to the market in Guannei? I'll ask them if they are willing to join the group. Ling Zhi, how long will it take for you to be promoted to Xuanyin?"

Ye Fan suddenly asked.

"Me? I can do it anytime, but I want to condense the Nine-Colored Mysterious Seal, so I have been waiting for a while. Actually, it's almost done, and I have an 80% chance of success." The baby-faced monk replied.

"That's good, Xiaonan, come with me to find those Southern Wilderness monks and try to recruit them. After you, Ling Zhi, are promoted to Xuanyin, immediately apply for a new battle group. The new recruits will follow you and we will act together."

"I'm going to be the leader?!"

Ling Zhi was shocked.

Ye Fan nodded, "I'm relieved to leave it to you. If there is a difference in treatment, I will make it up to you."

"Haha, I'm the head of a regiment, so my treatment must be better than being a soldier here!"

Ling Zhi raised his head and put his hands on his hips.

"Go ahead, Brother Ye. When you come back, we'll be equals. Remember to find me some reliable people."

……

Heisha Prefecture, the capital city.

The black ancient city stands on the yellow plain. The sun is shining brightly, but it seems that the sun cannot shine into the city.

Dozens of miles away from the city, at the end of the withered yellow weeds, there is a river.

The river has basically dried up, with only a little yellow water left in the riverbed.

Beside the dried-up river, a group of people lined up to fetch water.

They got their water from a river that was mixed with mud and looked like yellow pulp.

With skinny, dark hands, he carefully held the container and sat aside, silently waiting for the dirt to sink. Only when he could bear it no longer, he took a shallow sip from the edge.

A small, wrinkled-faced child with chapped lips.

"Daddy, why is there no water in the river again..."

"There is a terrible monster drinking water above the water. It opens its mouth and sucks it up, draining all the water from the river."

The man next to me spoke in a low voice, and after he finished speaking, he closed his mouth tightly for fear that the little water in his mouth would be lost.

Only the same rough hands gently stroked his son's head.

The child looked up: "Big monster? But why is there water in the city?"

"There is an immortal in the city. Those monsters dare not offend the immortal. Otherwise, the immortal will pick up the sword and chop off the big monster's head..."

"Why doesn't the immortal help us protect the water?" the child asked puzzledly.

"..."

The man tilted his head back, and suddenly felt something heavy, so he lowered his neck.

"The Immortal... just won't help us."

"I want to become an immortal in the future and get water for my father!"

The child's tiny body suddenly burst out with strength, and he shouted out from his dry throat.

The man was slightly stunned, and just stroked the back of his son's head gently and helplessly.

Becoming an Immortal...

too far.

not far away.

Zhao Tiezhu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked at this scene, spat out the hay he was chewing in his mouth, and stood up suddenly.

As soon as he stood up, he was pulled back by his companions.

"Tiezhu, where are you going!"

"I really can't bear to watch this anymore. At least give them some water. If they keep drinking, they won't be able to poop."

Zhao Tiezhu said angrily.

"What are you going to do? Call for rain? Have you forgotten the consequences of the last time you called for rain? The surrounding groundwater evaporated out of thin air. The rain-calling spell has turned out to dry up the water source..." The companion shook his head.

"This damn Southern Wasteland, even the rain-casting spell has changed."

Zhao Tiezhu sat down dejectedly.

Low-quality spells are minor problems. High-quality spells are beginning to fail to adapt to the local environment. And in the current situation, low-quality spells are of no use.

"Wait, many people are already studying the rune differences, and we'll be able to get the rain spell back soon," his companion consoled him. "It's said that the water outage this time is related to the guild's move into Tiger Town," Zhao Tiezhu said.

The companion nodded and said, "That's true. The White Bone Sect sold Tiger Town to the big monster in the mountains. As a result, we saved Tiger Town. The big monster in the mountains was not satisfied, so he cut off the water flow of Black Sand Mansion, wanting to kill the people in this mansion with thirst."

"What kind of sect is the White Bone Sect? They can tolerate this." Zhao Tiezhu said.

"Not only can they tolerate it, guess what, they also sent people to accuse our An Ning Society, saying that our An Ning Society angered the demon tribe, and the water cut-off was all our fault."

“They should all be killed.”

Zhao Tiezhu said angrily.

"Let's wait until the fight in Tiger Town is over. It's not convenient to turn against the White Bone Sect for the time being. It's not that we are afraid of them, but once we turn against them, who knows how many people in this city will die. Fortunately, Lady Shen Ningxiang has a good temper and is maneuvering in the Black Sand Mansion, fooling the White Bone Sect's envoys while trying to make things easier for Tiger Town."

The companion said, patting Zhao Tiezhu on the shoulder.

"Let's do the things at hand, try not to cause any more trouble, gather intelligence, and once Tiger Town is over, we'll be able to free up our hands to deal with this side."

Zhao Tiezhu took a deep breath and said, "The people living here are really living in darkness."

"That's right. Fortunately, we are here and everything will be over." The companion laughed.

……

"Not only has the river been cut off, but water-related spells have also become more difficult to cast than before..."

Chen Jing checked the reports coming in from various places.

Although the organization of the monsters in the mountains was disastrous, they were trapped in the mountains and beaten.

But they unexpectedly demonstrated political ability.

Put pressure on the White Bone Road.

Fortunately, Chen Jing was also familiar with political struggles. He had set up a special department early on, promoted professional talents, and made adequate preparations.

Otherwise, he would have become notorious and be condemned by everyone.

Now, Shen Ningxiang, who has reached the Dharmakāya stage and has a very good appearance, has entered the Heisha Mansion with the cloud officials.

Not only was it not suppressed by public opinion, but it also encouraged many people to turn to the An Ning Society.

Some of them even traveled long distances to the Peace Society to provide a steady supply of manpower to the Society.

In addition to the common people, there are also a large number of practitioners.

The White Bone Sect here doesn't care much about things. There are many sects of all sizes under its jurisdiction, all over the place, fighting with each other, and often resulting in beatings.

If someone's family gets rich, a robber will come the next day to destroy the family and steal their treasures.

A chaotic batch.

The Yun Tui officer who had just arrived here was robbed and beaten many times.

But fortunately, each of them had the battle Tao implanted in their bodies, and had a high mana loan limit, plus the An Ning Society's ancestral illusion substitute, so nothing happened. Instead, they made a name for themselves through repeated counterattacks.

From then on, no small sect was so ignorant as to offend the An Ning Society.

After learning about the situation of the An Ning Society, many small sects secretly ran over to join them.

As a result, such a situation once occurred in Pingshan Guanzhong.

"Hello, I'm here to join the battle group... Damn, Junior Brother, why are you here?"

“Master… Senior Brother?!”

"Well, Junior Brother, you actually betrayed the Master and got caught by me, you..."

"Wait a minute, Senior Brother, what are you doing here?"

"...Ahem, Junior Brother, it seems that you also know that you can no longer stay in that damn Qingyun Sect. It is fate that we brothers can meet in Anning... Let's leave it at that."

"Well... let's do this."

Then, an old man pushed the door open and walked in.

"Master?!"

"Gah?! Master?!"

The master and his disciples stared at each other, and the scene was very awkward for a while.

……

The demon clan’s political tactics can be said to have completely failed.

Even if it stops raining and the river dries up, it won't have much impact on the monks.

The White Bone Sect monk obviously did not want to have a head-on conflict with An Ning who suddenly appeared, and at this time he fully demonstrated his Tai Chi art.

——Condemn loudly, but do nothing.

If the goals cannot be achieved at the negotiation table, the next step is often to overturn the table and start fighting.

However, the demon clan may not realize that the pressure, or coercion, that worked so well in the past, has not played the role it should have, so that An Ning will become more prepared in this process.

……

Dead Mountain.

Piles of bones form the growth steps, extending from the foot of the mountain all the way to the clouds at the end.

This is a famous place of disasters. Any creature that dies here will turn into a corpse after three days. The flesh and blood will quickly melt away, and they will walk towards the Mountain of Death in the form of white bones, and will eventually be buried here.

At the same time, this is also the headquarters of the White Bone Sect, one of the six major sects in the Southern Wilderness.

At the end of the staircase of bones that looked like a pale torrent, there was a hint of life in the human world.

The leaves are green and the flowers and plants are lush.

There are farmlands, houses, and clear streams. The difference is that in addition to monks coming and going, there are also corpses walking around.

The skeletons carry materials and hold tools, doing the work instead of humans.

On top of the core mountain of the sect.

A conversation was going on about the Black Sand House and the Peace Society.

"That's a chamber of commerce directly under the three holy places of Shenzhou. They will settle down in our Southern Wilderness for a short time. If you want to encounter such a thing next time, you will have to wait for a thousand years. You must gather more monsters and exchange them for some good things! An Ning will hinder our transaction with the Monster King, so we should get rid of it!"

The voice was filled with urgency.

"The An Ning Society is acting rather recklessly. They are probably capable. If a war breaks out between them, wouldn't it be like someone else taking advantage of them for nothing?"

Another indifferent voice objected.

"If we don't get rid of the An Ning Society, how can we negotiate with the Demon King? You don't want to go to war with the An Ning Society, but you want to go to war with the demons? Don't forget that it was this uninvited guest who broke the thousands of years of rules between our Wangshan and the demons!"

The urgent voice just now cursed.

"From what I know, the An Ning Society seems to have a complete Taoist heritage, and even has a genius who has achieved success in the Holy Dao. Why bother looking for something far away and expecting the Chamber of Commerce? You have traveled through the worlds, so you should know what kind of people the Chamber of Commerce is. They are just rubbish, but they dare to rip us off. Are you addicted to being ripped off?"

The objection continued slowly and mockingly.

"You are such a good person, Zhong Bowen, you deliberately want to destroy the sect's established method, what is your intention!"

An anxious voice immediately became sharp.

Zhong Bowen said calmly, "Fuck you, Elder Cao. If the ancestors of the White Bone Sect came back to life, they would strangle you to death. My White Bone Sect was supposed to inherit the power of the dead and continue the vision of the living. It's not just to let you turn groups of living people into dead people. When it comes to destroying the sect's success, who can compare to you?"

"Okay, okay, you're going to stir up a dispute between the ancient and modern schools again?!"

"Don't take it that far. I just feel like vomiting when I'm with you."

The situation was about to get out of control.

A huge idea suddenly appeared in the air.

"That's enough."

Thoughts are like thunder, declaring one's will.

Elder Cao and Zhong Bowen shut up immediately.

This idea belongs to the current Lord of the Dead Mountain, the Lord of the Cave Heaven, and the current leader of the White Bone Sect.

"Let's delay this matter for now and wait and see what the An Ning Society will do before making a final decision."

The huge thought then left.

(End of this chapter)