Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

Chu Zheng slowly finished his work, opened his eyes, stood up and said, "Is the mission completed?"

"about there."

Fu Quanliang nodded slightly, without mentioning too much about the mission. He turned around and said, "Come with me, the registration for handymen has already begun."

This time, the Phantom Sect recruited handymen, which caused quite a shock in Phantom City. The last time such a large-scale recruitment happened was a long time ago.

When the two arrived at the registration office, it was already dark. The lights on the square were bright, and they couldn't squeeze into the night. There was a lot of people and a lot of noise in their ears.

This time the handyman was recruited, named Huan Ling Sect, but it was actually recruited by the Han family.

The Han family is very powerful in the Phantom Sect. Its ancestor is a supreme leader of the Phantom Sect. His cultivation has reached the late stage of Divine Infant, and there is the possibility of going further. This is the foundation of the Han family for all generations. .

The Han family did not hide the purpose of recruiting handymen for this trip. They directly stated that they were going to mine, but they concealed the existence of the ancient battlefield, presumably because they were worried about surprising these martial artists.

Mining itself is relatively risky compared to other jobs. If something weird happens again, it will be even more dangerous and will scare away many people.

The selection of handymen is very simple, intuitive and clear. There are no complicated operations. There are three large bronze cauldrons placed in the square, weighing five thousand catties, eight thousand catties and ten thousand catties respectively.

Those who can carry five thousand kilograms will receive two hundred spirit coins and five Qi-increasing pills every month.

Those who can carry seven thousand kilograms will receive four hundred spirit coins and ten Qi-increasing pills.

Lifting a cauldron weighing ten thousand kilograms, one thousand spiritual coins, and thirty Qi-enhancing pills.

These are just the basics. Those who contribute the most to mining every month will also receive twenty low-grade spiritual stones as a reward.

This job is a rare and lucrative job for most martial artists who can only earn two or three hundred spirit coins after working hard for a year.

The Qi-increasing Pill was developed by an alchemist from the Phantom Sect specifically for these martial artists.

A Qi-increasing pill can save these martial artists nearly a year of hard work.

However, when the manpower is exhausted, when the internal strength reaches a certain level, it will naturally stagnate.

For those martial arts masters who have reached the state of perfection, the function of Qi-increasing pills can only be to keep their skills from deteriorating, or to restore their lost internal strength faster.

In other words, more work can be done in less time.

Chu Zheng watched for a while and found that there were not many people who could lift a 10,000-jin cauldron. Most martial arts masters chose a five-thousand-jin or seven-thousand-jin cauldron.

Those who can lift a cauldron weighing ten thousand kilograms are basically middle-aged martial arts masters who are in their prime.

In the blink of an eye, it was Chu Zheng's turn soon.

Even if the 10,000 kilogram cauldron were ten times heavier, it would still be nothing to the current Chu Zheng, but it was obvious that he couldn't be too conspicuous now.

He walked into the square, weighed it for a moment, and finally chose the 7,000-pound cauldron. When he lifted it, his whole body turned red, and he could tell at a glance that he still had some energy left.

It was not until the rising sun that the recruitment was completely completed. A total of 459 people were selected this time. Only seven could lift a ten thousand catty cauldron. After the results came out, some people started to form gangs. Party, started to form a group around these seven people.

This time when going to mine, most of the martial arts masters, except Chu Zheng, planned to stay for a long time. Naturally, they needed to unite early to avoid being single and weak and being oppressed.

No matter what, it is better for others to suffer than for yourself.

There are not many people who can carry a seven-thousand-jin cauldron. Coupled with his youth, Chu Zheng naturally received a lot of recruitment.

In this environment, he did not play any lone wolf tricks. Through the method of observing Qi, he joined a group that seemed to be the best at fighting.

A strong group will save him a lot of trouble. Historical experience tells him that being outside the masses will never end well.

After the recruitment was over, the Phantom Spirit Sect gave everyone a day to go back and prepare their luggage and deal with the matters at hand before setting off on the flying boat.

Fu Quanliang disappeared at some point. Chu Zheng turned around and looked for him for a while, but found no trace of him, so he could only give up for now.

He had nothing to clean up, so he only went back to the hospital, buried the storage bag under the ground of the hospital, opened the door for another day of business, and asked the patients for a long leave.

This naturally caused a sigh.

When the time was almost up, he took a few pieces of clothing and three broken magic weapons and rushed to the square where the flying boat stayed.

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The inspection before boarding the flying boat was more careful than Chu Zheng expected. There were more than ten monks who were at least above the Lingquan realm watching.

One of them gave him an extremely terrifying feeling, no less terrifying than the Qin Feng he had seen in the Song Mansion before.

This man looks to be about thirty years old, with handsome appearance. He is dressed in a green robe, with a jade belt around his waist, and a golden crown in his hair. He is not angry and has no authority. At first glance, he does not look like a member of the immortal sect, but rather like a prince. Noble spirit.

There were not many abnormalities in what Chu Zheng was carrying, and it passed the inspection smoothly.

After getting on the flying boat and looking around, Chu Zheng saw Fu Quanliang sitting in the corner.

He couldn't hide his surprise, and quietly leaned over, established contact with Fu Quanliang through the Tongsheng Seal, and secretly transmitted the message:

"Why are you here, and you want to go too?"

"I'm afraid you'll die inside."

Fu Quanliang's head was covered with black lines, his teeth were clenched, and he replied via voice transmission: "What is tied to your waistband right now is my head. I hope you can pay more attention to your own safety."

Fu Quanliang naturally couldn't rest assured if Chu Zheng was left to go on a mining expedition alone, and he wanted to follow him wherever he went.

"You said before that this mission belongs to the Han family. Do you still have a relationship with the Han family?"

Chu Zheng was a little confused. If Fu Quanliang had such a relationship, he would not have fallen to this point.

"Yes, thanks to you, starting from yesterday, I am a member of the Han family."

Fu Quanliang gritted his teeth that he had just released and said, "I have been walking on thin ice for ten years since I joined the sect. I was afraid of getting involved in family disputes and did not dare to take sides. I thank you for helping me make up my mind."

"You and I are not brothers now, but we are more like brothers. There is no need to be so polite."

Chu Zheng waved his hand, withdrew his gaze and glanced towards the cabin.

At this moment, all the handymen have boarded the airship, and the surrounding environment is slightly noisy. The door to the cabin has been blocked by a magic circle. Obviously, the monks do not want to be disturbed by the outside world.

Half an hour later, the flying boat started slowly and sailed into the clouds.

There was a burst of exclamations on the flying boat, and there were endless voices of admiration and amazement.

When he came to Phantom City, Chu Zheng had already seen flying boats, and there were not many disturbances. Many of those martial artists were in the sky for the first time, and it was difficult to restrain themselves.

After traveling for about half a day, the flying boat slowly landed among a mountain range, alarming countless living beings.

Birds flew through the sky, goshawks spread their wings, and the howling of wolves and tigers could be heard faintly in the distant forest, which seemed almost far away.

"When you get off the flying boat, come to me immediately. I will try my best to place you under my command."

Fu Quanliang said something through the message, got up and got off the flying boat first.