As soon as he said that, there was an uproar, and anxiety appeared on everyone's faces. It was not a common occurrence for deviant ghosts to attack a city, not to mention that they were attacking Moonfall City. That was the city with the most Mystic cultivators other than Longxing City. There were at least dozens of Mystic cultivators, if not hundreds. So many people failed to stop them, who knew how many deviant ghosts had come.
"Sect Master Ying, now that the deviant ghosts are attacking, how should we deal with them? Please instruct us," someone responded, and the others also voiced their support.
"Yes! Longxing City is the last line of defense. After this, the deviant ghosts will go straight to the capital, and the people will be plunged into misery and suffering! "
"That's right, we must not let them pass, expel the deviant ghosts, and protect our country!"
"We dare to come here, we are already prepared to sacrifice ourselves. Please instruct us, Sect Master."
"For the righteous path of the world, we will die honorably!"
Everyone's expression was extremely serious. It was clear that they were not just shouting slogans, but really prepared to die.
Even Yi Qing was a little surprised. Such fearlessness to protect the righteous path of the world was probably difficult even for the immortal sects. It was indeed admirable.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoists." Sect Master Ying glanced at everyone with a moved expression. "Yesterday, our Mystic Sect disciples rushed to Moonfall to stop the deviant ghosts, but the battle situation is not clear. The Mystic cultivators of third grade and above have all rushed to Moonfall City for support. Now that Longxing City has no combat power, and Moonfall City has fallen, I hope that Fellow Daoists can help us defend the city. "
Everyone nodded. That Sect Master Ying gave a few more instructions and made some arrangements before letting everyone go forward to register so that they could be assigned.
"Master …" Yi Qing subconsciously looked at Shen Ying beside him. Now that the deviant ghosts had attacked the city, they must not be in the mood to take in disciples. As for Qinghe County, he probably would not be able to ask about it for a while. However, he was a little curious about the so-called deviant ghosts. "Are we going to register?"
"Sure." Shen Ying nodded, having no objections.
Yi Qing then followed the crowd to register their names, and received a wooden plate with the word "Xuan" written on it. On the stage, Sect Leader Ying arranged everyone's positions and discussed how to deal with the enemy. Only then did the crowd slowly disperse.
Because the deviant ghosts would only arrive in three days, Shen Ying and the others had to stay in the city first. Moreover, it was almost noon, and it was time for lunch. Yi Qing was thinking about what to do for lunch as he walked into an inn. However, he discovered a crucial problem.
"What … what is this?" The innkeeper took the spirit stones that Yi Qing handed over, looking confused. He smiled politely and reminded him, "Sir, our inn does not accept bartering. Do you have any silver on you?"
Shen Ying, "…"
Yi Qing: "…"
Song Ren: "…"
Only then did they remember that this was a mortal city that used gold and silver. It was completely different from the cultivators' currency.
After leaving Father Niu, master and disciple once again felt the crisis of having no money.
"Master, don't worry. There are many empty spaces outside the city. It's just building a residence. It's just a small Dharma spell. We can start cooking soon," Yi Qing, who had been invited out of the inn, said seriously.
"But … to prevent deviant ghosts, the city gate was closed just now," Song Ren reminded him weakly.
"…"
"Then let's find a house. The people here are simple and honest. We're just borrowing the kitchen. I think they won't reject us." Yi Qing immediately changed his words.
"The Mystic Sect is already evacuating the civilians in the city. Everyone is busy moving. Who would be in the mood to borrow your kitchen?"
"…"
"I still have some pastries in my storage bag. Why don't we give them to the innkeeper in exchange for a kitchen?"
"The innkeeper said just now that he doesn't accept bartering."
Yi Qing: "…"
Shen Ying: "…"
She instantly turned to stare at a certain coward. Her eyes were as cold as ice. Did you come specially to undermine me?
Song Ren trembled and immediately moved behind Shen Ying. You won't let the ghost speak the truth?
"You have a way?" Shen Ying suddenly turned to look at him.
"Er …" Song Ren stiffened. His gaze drifted. Just as he was about to shake his head, he saw Yi Qing's expression. If you dare to say no, I'll kill you. He immediately shrank his head. "I … I think so?"
The two of them paused and looked over.
"Why don't we? Let's go dig under that big tree. " He suddenly pointed to a secluded street corner. They could vaguely see the lush foliage. "I think … there might be something we need there."
What did he mean?
Yi Qing and Shen Ying exchanged a look. They turned and walked in the direction he pointed. Indeed, they saw a big tree after turning the corner.
"It should be three inches to the right of the tree." He spoke again.
Yi Qing frowned. He squatted down at the place Song Ren pointed to. He used his divine perception to scan. Indeed, there was something underneath. He directly used an earth-elemental sorcery. In an instant, the soil under his feet turned outwards. A brown porcelain jar suddenly emerged from the soil.
He opened it to take a look. It was actually filled with silver ingots. There was a layer of black spots on the silver ingots. It looked like it had been there for many years.
"How do you know that there's something buried under this tree?" Yi Qing turned to look at Song Ren doubtfully.
The other party was stunned. He seemed to recall this question. A look of confusion flashed across his eyes. After a while, he shook his head. "I … I don't know either. I just suddenly had a feeling that there would be silver under this tree. "
Could it be that his memory was recovering?
"Do you remember anything else?"
He thought for a while, then shook his head. "… No."
Yi Qing's expression darkened. Song Ren did not look like he had recovered. Could it be because his illusion was a dandelion that Radish had bloomed? Radish was a vegetation spirit. It could communicate with plants. It was normal for it to know that there would be silver under this tree.
"Exalted Immortal, is this enough?" Song Ren asked seriously. "If it's not enough, there's more under the tree in front. Oh yes! There's also the old well in the east of the city, the old temple in the west of the city, and the backyard of the shop in the north of the city. "
Yi Qing: "…"
Shen Ying: "…"
She felt that ever since this coward got his illusion, did he awaken some incredible skill? He could turn into a treasure hunter or something.
"There's no need!" Yi Qing took out a piece of silver from the jar and buried the jar back into the soil. He subconsciously refined the silver in his hand and removed the layer of black spots on it. Then, he stood up and glanced at him with an unclear meaning. After a while, he patted his shoulder and said, "If Father Niu was here, he would probably want to take you in as his disciple."
"Huh?" Song Ren hesitated. Who was Father Niu? He was also an immortal?
Did he mean … that he had the potential to become an immortal? He felt a surge of excitement in his heart.
Just as he was about to ask, Yi Qing added, "It's a pity that he didn't come. You probably won't see him in the future."
"…"
Then what the hell are you talking about!
You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?!
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