monk family

It seemed that it was Tian Lin's words that moved everyone.

There was a moment of silence.

Instantly, one voice after another sounded from the crowd:
"I'm a Tier [-] formation mage. There are some people present who know how to use formations. If you want, you can accompany Pang to comprehend the Tianmen formation together."

"I am a Talisman"

"I am a body trainer"

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The three elders smiled, and ordered Mrs. Tian Lin to register the personnel's specialties in the register.

Fu Shiyi, who was mixed in the crowd, stared closely at the demon sea below. When he came out of the dry well, the spiritual pressure that had chased her down suddenly seemed to have disappeared, and the demon sea below was still silent for a long time.

Between Lightning and Flint.

Many thoughts flashed through Fu Shishi's mind.

The whole Baizhou City suffered disaster, but Changrun Qu was alone. Either the other party was an accomplice of the demons, or they had reached some kind of contract with the demons. Perhaps this was the reason why the other party did not rush out of Changrun Qu.

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask what you are best at?"

Take a turn.

Mrs. Tian Lin has already walked up to Fu Shishi.

Fu Shiyi's mind turned around, and he said truthfully:
"I am a fourth-rank alchemist."

"Fourth-rank alchemist!"

Mrs. Tian Lin let out a soft cry. The alchemists in Baizhou City are under the control of the Princess Mansion. There are very few alchemists with free bodies in the city, and the fourth level is even rarer. Mrs. Tian Lin's attitude towards Fu Shiyi is a little bit more Respectfully.

Because once there is a war with the Princess Mansion.

The elixir for healing and restoring true essence is undoubtedly the most scarce.

Fu Shiyi glanced at the dense registration of names on it, but she didn't see the aliases of Sixth Sister and Fu Yi'an, and she felt more worried.

After nearly [-] people registered.

Lady Tian Lin brought a fat middle-aged monk to the three elders with a happy face:
"Third elders, Fellow Daoist has a warship in his hand."

As soon as this word comes out.

The eyes of the three elders brightened.

Qiu Congchi patted Gan Youwei's shoulder very excitedly, and was very excited: "A warship is worth tens of millions of spirit stones, and fellow Daoist Qiu can generously donate money, I admire you! But fellow Daoist is very unfamiliar, Qiu is ignorant and ignorant, but he has never heard of when a talent like you appeared in Baizhou City!"

Grief flashed in Gan Youwei's eyes:
"Old Qiu, I have just arrived in Baizhou not long ago. I was passing by to deliver supplies to the clansmen on the front line. I just arrived in Baizhou less than half an hour before I had time to handover with the people from the Princess Mansion. Then such a disaster happened. My third brother, seventh sister, and ninth sister who escorted the supplies together are all gone."

Gan Youwei was so choked up at this point that he couldn't speak.

Qiu Congchi let out a long sigh.

For whom.

This is all a disaster!
Qiu Congchi said a few words of relief to Gan Youwei, and Gan Youwei wiped the golden beans from the corners of his eyes in embarrassment.

He carefully took out a storage bag that was next to his body, and punched in a spell. The precious light flashed, and suddenly a treasure ship was suspended in the air, and the treasure ship swelled in the wind. There are 36 gun barrels around the hull of the treasure ship.

Qiu Congchi's eyes lit up:
"Fellow Daoist, how many people can this treasure ship of yours carry?"

"300 people!"

Gan Youwei gestured with his fingers. The Gan family built spaceships in the name. It has been passed down from generation to generation. This warship was built by the Qian clan with great effort.

He took Qiu Congchi on board the boat for a tour and explained. Qiu Congchi nodded repeatedly, and after discussing with Gan Youwei for a while, he decided on the use of the warship.