I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 851 Fight to support war
It is certainly not enough to just passively emit spiritual energy to nourish the barren land of Yunmo Continent.

This is too much of a disrespect for the elite personnel of the major sects in the Yangmai.

Mi Bayue also assigned them the task of planting trees.

The spiritual tree seedlings all come from Lingzhou, and are irrigated and grown by the spiritual energy of the Yangling Masters every day, and their roots slowly take root in the land. There is no visible change now, but in the long run, it will definitely bring earth-shaking changes to this land.

Not all of the serving Yang Ling masters were willing to obey, and as a result they were punished in public.

Just as Shen Chou warned Huang Ran and the others - the morality and righteousness of Yongmeng Township does not mean being foolish and easy to be bullied.

The torture they use can make people unable to live or die.

The people in the Criminal Law Department of Yongmeng Township didn't even need to think about it, as the ghost storytellers on duty had already volunteered to take the position for free.

Normally, the ghost stories that have been suppressed for a long time will do anything to torment people, and the ghost stories that can work in Yongmeng Township are all extraordinary.

No matter how tough the Yang Lingshi was, he could not stand the torment of the enthusiastic ghost stories. In the end, the ghost stories were not enough, and the Yang Lingshi captives found that their struggles only added fun and laughter to the enemy, so they finally compromised in shame.

The addition of these free laborers greatly reduced the workload of Yongmeng Township’s own personnel and expanded the production of resources.

The internal affairs manager of Yongmeng Township calculated the changes in resources over the past few days, and then estimated the future output, and said with emotion: "The elites from Lingzhou are different. They have high star levels, strong spiritual energy, can learn a job quickly, and have a variety of spells that can be coordinated. They can be regarded as solving the problem of insufficient manpower in Yunmo Continent."

I wonder what the Yang Lingshi captives would think if they heard his praise.

Happy?

The probability is that you won’t be happy.

Most of the internal affairs managers of Yongmeng Township are from the mortal continent. Their feelings towards the Yin and Yang veins are not as deep as those accumulated over hundreds of years between the two veins in Lingzhou. They also do not have much hatred towards Yang spiritual masters, and regard them as the same as Yin vein spiritual masters.

To them, the fighting on the polar battlefield was no different from the past clashes between nations on the mortal continent. The Yang Ling Masters sent here were defeated prisoners, and they would be arranged in any way they wanted, without deliberately making things difficult for them or showing favoritism.

This is also why the Yang Lingshi captives quickly adapted to this monotonous yet harmless life after several days of hard labor.

With their presence, all major workshops have filled the work of refining spiritual materials. The talismans produced by Dao Mo Tong, the pills produced by Feng Mingzi, and the magical instruments produced by Master Shi Wu are delivered to various warehouses in piles.

The Yin spiritualists who were staking out the Cuixia Valley trading ground discovered this detail - as the two lineages were preparing for war, all forces were clearly hoarding resources for internal use. Forces like the Yinhuan Mansion and Miaomiao Mountain had reduced the amount of elixirs, weapons and magic talismans they sold to the outside world, but the Cuixia Valley Exchange remained consistent and did not seem to be affected by the situation.

Someone curiously asked about the Cuixia Valley disciples who were working at the trading floor that day.

The disciple on duty smiled and said, "I am just a small chores disciple, how can I know so much?"

Although the disciple said he didn't know, his indifferent expression made the questioner understand: Yongmeng Township is very rich! The resources are rich enough not only for internal use, but also to maintain external supply.

Everyone couldn't help but once again sigh in their hearts at the heritage of Yongmeng Township.

Who would have thought that Yongmeng Township was a place where war was used to support war.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

The spiritual masters gathered in front of the battle crossing of the two major forces.

This time the commotion was even more massive and solemn than the Yang Meridian invasion a month ago.

With the arrival of one team after another, the confidence of the Yang Ling masters on the scene grew stronger and stronger.

Familiar disciples in the crowd were whispering.

"This battlefield trip is hosted by Julingye, Danlai Islands, and Canbichuan. All major forces have discussed the battle strategy and are determined to wipe out the Yin Vein."

"It would be too reckless to wipe them out. The exact location of Yongmeng Township's base camp is still a mystery."

"Just kill them all."

"Look, another Heavenly Master is coming."

The Heavenly Lord always flies in the air and can be seen by people on the ground at once.

The arrival of each Heavenly Master deepens the confidence of the Yangmai Spiritual Master.

The team from Fangcao Pavilion arrived neither too early nor too late, and they were on a spirit ship. The spirit ship landed as soon as it reached the periphery, and after the disciples walked out, it was collected by Ban Sance.

"It's the Heart-Slaying Pill Master."

The first person everyone saw was Li Jingsheng, and then they realized that it was Fangcao Pavilion.

"Why is Fangcao Pavilion so low-key this time? If I remember correctly, every time the elders of Fangcao Pavilion led a team to travel, they always enslaved a rare monster beast."

Tianzun had sharp ears and eyes, and Ban Sance heard these two sentences clearly.

His face turned dark, and his already unhappy mood became even uglier.

First, Li Jingsheng's name was more famous than the sect, and now someone reminded him of his bad memories.

——The sect’s monster ship was lost during the Danlai Festival and has not been found yet.

Unlike Ban Sance, Li Jingsheng was in a good mood and took the lead to walk to the front of the ferry.

People passing by automatically made way for him.

In front of the ferry were the leaders of various forces. They all knew each other. Some of them greeted Li Jingsheng, and Li Jingsheng responded one by one. As for those who ignored him, Li Jingsheng did not take the initiative to talk to them.

He walked to Sheng Jing's side.

Several Heavenly Lords who disliked Li Jingsheng cast meaningful glances at him: Sheng Jing was the law-enforcing Heavenly Lord of Julingye, and Li Jingsheng wanted to make friends with him, and he was not afraid of losing face.

But reality slapped them in the face.

When Sheng Jing saw Li Jingsheng approaching, he actually took the initiative to say, "You seem to be in a good mood. Are you confident about this trip to the battlefield?"

Li Jingsheng's eyes were burning, and he said without any modesty: "Of course."

Sheng Jing smiled and did not comment on Li Jingsheng's confidence. However, he noticed from the corner of his eye that a disciple behind Li Jingsheng had a strange expression and actually rolled his eyes.

The roll of the eyes was not obvious, and it was only because Sheng Jing was close and his soul awareness level was high that he did not miss it.

He glanced at the disciple, who was fair-skinned and had the strength of a mid-level spiritualist.

He was probably one of the disciples in Fangcao Pavilion who disliked Li Jingsheng.

Sheng Jing had investigated the information about Li Jingsheng in Fangcao Pavilion, and also knew that the disciples of Fangcao Pavilion were divided into two factions, one faction respected Li Jingsheng, and the other faction was extremely disgusted with him.

This disciple dared to secretly show such disrespect to Li Jingsheng in this place, which shows how much he despised Li Jingsheng in his heart.

Sheng Jing was not interested in these grudges, and because he disliked Li Jingsheng in his heart, he did not expose this discovery.

Later, Ban Sance gnashed his teeth and cursed inwardly: When did Li Jingsheng hook up with Sheng Jing? Could it be that he was thinking of betraying his company again! ?

I have to say that Ban Sance’s guess was correct.

There were many people at the scene who had the same guess as him.

After a while, the sun was high in the sky and it was noon.

The sun was blazing.

The unusual crackling sound seemed far away yet close.

The spiritualists in front of the ferry were cheered up.

Someone has entered the battlefield!

It was like a ringing bell.

"Enter!"

People from all sides of the ferry entered together.