Shortly after Liu Zhifei revealed the news to everyone, the official reward plan for Mengyu County was introduced and notified to the twenty squads on the southern border of Mengyu County.
"Five heads can be exchanged for a low-grade magic weapon!"
"What?" Everyone was full of shock, even Yang Junshan and other monks who already had magic weapons in their hands looked incredulous, no one would think that they had too many magic weapons in their hands.
"Twelve heads can be exchanged for a middle-grade magic weapon!"
"Is it really fake, even a middle-grade magic weapon?" Everyone in the third squad was full of fanaticism, and at this time, their hearts were filled with murderous intent, and they couldn't wait to meet the monks of Sirius Gate or the Spirit Sect now.
"Uh, it seems that the magic weapons are gone when they reach the middle grade, and there are only a few pieces, but there are actually conditions for exchanging spiritual art inheritance here, ah, eighteen human heads can be exchanged for a spiritual art inheritance, and twenty-five human heads can be exchanged for a spiritual technique, these two can be used to create the foundation of a noble family!"
Yang Junshan's heart suddenly became hot, and he said: "Are spiritual techniques and spiritual techniques arbitrary?"
Zhuang Guangyu, who was shouting loudly and reading the reward notice plan to everyone, was stunned when he heard this, and said: "No, there are still five or six middle-grade magic weapons, there are only three sets of spiritual inheritance, and there is only one set of exercises and spiritual techniques."
"Doesn't that mean that if the spiritual inheritance and exercises are not something you can use, no matter how many heads you kill or how many military achievements you make, you can only choose middle-grade magic weapons and the like?"
After Yang Junshan finished speaking, he realized that everyone's eyes looking at him looked very strange, so he heard Xiong Xiyi on the side sneer and sarcastically said: "Hmph, it's so lofty!"
Yang Junshan raised his eyebrows, and Liu Zhifei on the side laughed: "In fact, it doesn't matter if Xiao Yang can kill enough heads, but even if these spiritual powers and inheritance techniques are not to your liking, you can use them to exchange with others for things of equal value, such as the black market, and then the border market that will open in more than two months, as well as those monks in the late stage of the martial arts realm from other squads, etc."
Yang Junshan knew that Liu Zhifei was trying to suppress the incident, so he smiled and said: "It's really what I think."
"Yes!" Liu Zhifei clapped his hands and smiled: "Xiaozhuang, continue to talk about it, let's take a look at how the battle exploits of that person are calculated!"
"Okay!"
Zhuang Guangyu then recited down: "Killing a monk of the same level alone is counted as the first person with combat merit; Killing a lower-level monk counts as one-third of a human head, and one-third of this human head, how can this human head be counted like this?"
Yang Junshan turned his head slightly and looked at the other party without fear, only to see Xiong Xiyi trimming her nails, the long nail was bent by her with the nail on her other hand, and then looked directly at Yang Junshan, and with a light blow in her mouth, a nail fell off by itself.
Zhuang Guangyu shouted in a fuss, Liu Zhifei glanced in the direction of Yang Junshan and the others without a trace, and then shouted with others: "Read down, read down!"
"Okay, okay," Zhuang Guangyu curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid of you, here's what it is: Killing a monk who is two levels lower than his own cultivation level doesn't count as a head, doesn't it? Well, okay, Brother Fei, in the future, if you encounter the first or second level of the Martial Realm Heavenly Wolf or the Kailing Sect bandits, you just remember to break their legs, leave this kill to me, anyway, you won't get any military merit if you kill it."
Yang Junshan and others laughed and said: "Take turns, take turns!"
Liu Zhifei laughed and scolded: "You group of fools, when it comes to opportunism, you are more ghostly than anyone else, read it quickly."
"Killing a monk whose cultivation level is one level higher than his own is counted as two human heads, hey, why are there only two, this is not right, killing a cultivation level one level lower than one's own is only one-third of a human head, and killing one by jumping to the ranks only counts two human heads, and both ends are being cut."
Zhuang Guangyu didn't need to be urged by everyone this time, and then said: "Well, there is another one below: killing those whose cultivation level is higher than their own two levels or more, the combat merit is also counted as two human heads, Brother Fei, this is not right, this is not fair, in my case, killing a martial artist with two levels of combat merit is actually the same as killing a martial artist realm triple, but can this difficulty be the same?"
Everyone was also talking, and Yang Junshan also felt strange that this standard for measuring military exploits seemed to be biased, which would undoubtedly hit the morale of the border monks to kill the enemy.
Unexpectedly, Liu Zhifei snorted coldly and said: "What do you know, I think this plan to reward military exploits is the fairest and most reasonable."
Seeing everyone's face full of confusion, Liu Zhifei once again successfully gathered everyone's attention, so he immediately said: "Let me ask you, to be fair, everyone here is not to mention that they have jumped to kill, even if they jump to challenge and are confident that they are undefeated?"
Seeing that everyone was silent, Liu Zhifei sneered: "I'm afraid most of them will be killed back? I can't even save my life, and I still challenge a fart, what's the use of military achievements? Just kill the enemy honestly and make meritorious contributions, don't think about those good things that challenge the level, the sect general's battle exploits are deliberately lowered to prevent you from being too high and missing Qingqing's life."
However, after the Shaotian Sect reached the twenty teams on the border of Mengyu County under this reward plan, the frequency of friction on the border suddenly increased.
In the blink of an eye, it was already late January, and the results of the other squads on the border had arrived, and the third, fifth, and seventh squads guarding the three-party border had not yet opened.
Zhuang Guangyu complained to Liu Zhifei: "Brother Fei, I heard that other border defense teams are fighting lively, I heard that some people have already won the military exploits of two people, and it is just around the corner to exchange for a low-grade magic weapon.
Liu Zhifei sneered: "I know exactly what you are thinking, I can warn you not to stab me in Louzi, do you know where this is? The three-party border, within a short distance of one hundred miles, the sixty or seventy martial realm cultivators of the three parties gathered. At that time, it will not be friction and conflict on other borders, but a large-scale melee, not to mention that the biggest possibility at that time will be that the Sirius bandits and the people of the Kailing Sect will join forces to deal with us.
Zhuang Guangyu retreated dejectedly with a mournful face, but suddenly heard a "ah" from the female cultivator Fang Zhonghui from the county seat, and said: "Someone touched the early warning talisman!"
Liu Zhifei shouted violently, "Which way?"
Fang Zhonghui pointed with his hand and said, "In that direction, the distance is about five miles."
Liu Zhifei waved his hand violently and said: "Let's go, go up, I want to see who ate the bear heart and leopard gallbladder, and dare to find trouble when your grandfather Liu is patrolling."
Everyone's morale was originally a little low because of Liu Zhifei's reprimand just now, but after hearing Liu Zhifei's shout, it suddenly rose to full in an instant, and even Yang Junshan couldn't help but feel excited, and ran quickly behind Liu Zhifei five miles away.
In fact, after the monk advanced to the martial realm, he was able to control the magic weapon to fly away, but the magic weapon was already scarce, and the magic weapon specifically used for flying away was even rarer, not to mention the flying of the imperial weapon consumed a lot of spiritual power, not to mention the first level of the martial realm monk, even the monk who reached the second and third level of cultivation could not control the magic weapon to fly away for a long time.
However, at a distance of five miles, it would not take long for the monks to just run, so they encountered a group of monks who were obviously different from everyone else.
"Kill!"
Without the slightest opening remark, the moment he saw the other party, Liu Zhifei directly let out a murderous shout, taking the lead in killing the Sirius bandit on the opposite side.
Seeing that Liu Zhifei was the first to kill him, immediately a Tianlangmen monk with a cultivation similar to him sacrificed a small magic weapon, and when this magic weapon flew into mid-air, it suddenly turned into a huge mace and smashed its head towards Liu Zhifei.
"Good to come!"
Liu Zhifei's momentum did not diminish, and the middle-grade magic weapon was sacrificed from his arms, but it was a mixed element hammer, and the round wheel-like hammer head and hard bridge collided with the oncoming magic weapon.
Boom, the sky seemed to have a thunderbolt falling, the cultivation of the two sides was similar, but Liu Zhifei was more vigorous, suppressing the attack of the opponent's late-stage cultivators in the Martial Realm in one fell swoop, not only that, but it also made the momentum of the monks of the entire Wolf Sect squad stagnant.
A Sirius Sect monk took the opportunity to jump up, and a flying sword shot out, heading straight for Liu Zhifei's chest, in a vain attempt to launch a surprise attack while Liu Zhifei was exhausted after a blow.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a flying sword also slashed from mid-air, blocking the opponent's flying sword with a bang, Xiong Xiyi stepped into the air and shouted coldly: "Your opponent is me!"
At this time, the remaining monks on the Mengyu County side also killed them, Yang Junshan did not rush too far at first, but followed behind Ning Ran, even half a beat slower than Luo Bingkun and Wang Zong, and then went straight to one of the first cultivators of the Martial Realm on the other side.
The monk of the Wolf Sect was obviously startled that day, he didn't expect that the person who came towards him would be a monk of the second level of the Martial Realm, but at this time, there was absolutely no reason to back down, this person shouted, and his hands were pushed out in a row on his chest, and he saw three spiritual palms slapping towards the top of Yang Junshan's head one after another in mid-air.