Chapter 107 Wind and Fire Flywheel (Please Subscribe, Please Bookmark)

After Sun Mingsheng asked for the battle, he was able to try to comprehend the secrets of spiritual arts in the cave because he did not hold any substantial positions in the family.

As the patriarch of the family, Sun Xunmu entered a busy state of dispatching. The selection of fifty mid-to-late Qi-refining cultivators, the preparation of spiritual objects needed by the cultivators, etc., were all extremely tedious tasks that had to be completed in a short time.

The principle of selecting cultivators in the Qi-refining period for the expedition has been determined, but there must be more than this number of people in the family who meet the requirements, and the choice is a big challenge.

Among the hundreds of clan members in the family, there are naturally some motivated people who actively ask for the battle and are ready to take the opportunity to stimulate their potential and improve their cultivation. Among the good and the bad, there must be some people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Not every cultivator has experienced the beast tide, but there are naturally some records about the beast tide in the family's Sutra Pavilion. The risks faced in this process are imaginable.

Some family members who meet all other requirements but are afraid of death also took advantage of this short time to lobby and try their best to avoid the conscription from the family.

"Father, this conscription of the family is dangerous, but it is also an opportunity. We can at least be promoted to the eighth level of Qi Refining smoothly." In a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo forests and streams at the foot of a mountain with a beautiful environment, Sun Mingwang was fighting for it. Opposite him were a man and a woman.

"Do you know how powerful the beast tide is? The seventh level of Qi Refining cannot guarantee its own safety when surrounded by monsters." The female cultivator still looked elegant and graceful. It can be judged that she must have been a pretty lady when she was young. She was Sun Mingwang's mother, Geng Yujiao from the Geng family of Yuquan Mountain, a four-spiritual root cultivator with the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"All three of us in the family are in the late stage of Qi Refining. At least one person needs to represent the family to fight. This time I will be the representative." When Sun Xunyang said this, he was completely unquestionable and there was no room for negotiation.

"Father, we are both facing the beast tide, what's the difference between you and me?" Sun Mingwang had great expectations for this conscription.

Although his parents were both late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, they had given him a lot of help in his previous cultivation, but under the limitation of their cultivation, the quantity and types of resources they could provide were becoming increasingly scarce.

If he wanted to exchange a spiritual object to assist in the impact of the foundation-building period, ordinary means were obviously not possible, so he had to find another way. This time, fighting with the family was a great opportunity.

In his inherent idea, Sun Mingsheng earned enough resources to impact the foundation-building period through the last small beast tide faced by the Beast Control City.

"Although my father does not have the ability to reach the sky, he has naturally accumulated some treasures to protect himself in the Spirit Beast Valley over the years, and his survival rate in the battle is naturally higher," Sun Xunkang made the final decision.

In the same occasion, during this night, black shadows with various expectations kept appearing in the small courtyards at different locations on the Divine Dog Mountain, and kept entering and exiting the caves of cultivators, hoping to achieve their own goals.

All the foundation-building cultivators made almost the same choice that night, opening the protective formation outside the cave, and turned a deaf ear to all the requests for a meeting.

After all, the family is full of genuine blood relations, and any foundation-building cultivator may have a blood relationship with dozens of family cultivators, whether close or distant.

Since the Beast Taming Sect has called for them, it is inevitable to choose the middle and late Qi Refining cultivators to accompany them. They can only strictly follow the established principles and there is no room for negotiation.

At noon on the second day, on a square at the foot of the Divine Dog Mountain

Fifty middle and late Qi Refining cultivators, either energetic or dejected, stood in different positions. This was the list that the family finally determined.

Through the reactions of these cultivators, we can also clearly see the different attitudes of the cultivators. However, when faced with the dual signs of the family and the Beast Taming Sect, they can only passively accept them. These Qi Refining cultivators have no ability to resist.

A quarter of an hour later, four foundation-building cultivators, including the Beast Tamer, appeared on the square.

The four foundation-building cultivators did not hide their auras, especially the Beast Tamer and Sun Changfeng, who forcibly suppressed the Qi-refining cultivators present like a huge monument.

"The monsters in the depths of the Beast Tamer Mountains are rioting, and the Beast Tamer City is in danger. You have enjoyed the blessing of the sect for generations, so you should naturally contribute to the sect at this time. As long as you make contributions, the sect will not hesitate to reward you." The envoy did not say too much.

"Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a moment, how can you keep eggs safe when the nest is overturned? If the sect has a need, the family will naturally go all out. This time, when going to the Beast Tamer City for support, all the cultivators of the Sun family must move forward without orders and must not retreat half a step without orders." Sun Changfeng announced righteously.

Of course, when they really get on the battlefield, they naturally put the interests of the family first. If they really encounter danger, escaping must be the first choice.

As long as there is no real threat to the real safety and interests of the Beastmaster Sect, with the protection of the three Foundation Establishment cultivators, their safety will be secure.

"Let's go!" Sun Changfeng took out a large flying magic weapon, the Flying Fire Flywheel, from his storage bag and stepped into it first. Fifty Qi Refining cultivators occupied different positions and disappeared into a light of two colors, wind and fire.

The sign envoy of the Beast Taming Sect straddled the body of the black panther and followed closely behind the Wind and Fire Flywheel. In order to prevent accidents, all its cultivators had to be escorted to the front line.

This first-grade high-quality Wind and Fire Flywheel is a medium-sized magic weapon. It is a bit crowded to carry fifty people at a time, but it is the only flying magic weapon suitable for traveling at present.

This Wind and Fire Flywheel belongs to Sun Changfeng himself. In addition to this one, there is only one small flying magic weapon, the Flying Feather Boat, in the family.

"Great-grandfather, where did this flying magic weapon come from?" Sun Mingsheng's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and the envy in his eyes could not be concealed anyway.

Not to mention the medium-sized flying magic weapon that can carry fifty cultivators, Sun Mingsheng has never owned any flying magic weapon since he embarked on the road of cultivation. This shows how precious it is.

As his cultivation level rises to the foundation-building stage, the choices are even more scarce. The first-level middle and lower-grade flying magic weapons can no longer meet his needs.

The flying magic weapons above the second level are even more valuable, and the number is also quite rare. He can't get them in a short time.

Now facing a flying magic weapon like the wind and fire flywheel, envy is inevitable.

"I got it from an expedition in an ancient cultivator's cave. After I sit and die, this wind and fire flywheel will belong to the family." Sun Changfeng seemed quite open-minded. He seemed to have made all preparations for sitting and dying, and he was not afraid at all.