Huqi Mountain.
New Ghost King Sect.
In order to ease Xiao Chi's pain and obtain a better sect site, Ten Thousand People chose to build the Ghost King Sect on the damaged Huqi Mountain.
In other words, Huqi Mountain is where the New Ghost King Sect is located.
The time it takes to build a building out of thin air is usually calculated on a monthly basis, while the time it takes to build a sect out of thin air is basically calculated on a yearly basis.
Fortunately, the Demon Sect does not stick to trivial matters.
Moreover, under the same conditions, demon sect disciples are often more obedient than righteous disciples, and are easier to accept and execute orders.
Therefore, the new Ghost King Sect was quickly built.
In this regard, no one dared to express any opinion.
The Ghost King's wife has just experienced the pain of losing her mother, and even the Ghost King is wearing hemp and mourning. At this juncture, who dares to express any opinions? !
If you publish it, you are seeking death!
The Ghost King Sect never lacks a disciple.
If there is really a shortage, just relax the screening conditions for new disciples, and if necessary, there is also the idea of temporarily creating cannon fodder.
This is why the Demon Sect has always had a bad reputation, but it can still compete with the Righteous Way, and even start a war between good and evil.
But cannon fodder and disciple are two different things after all.
Just like the disciples and Taoists of Qingyun Sect.
In the Ghost King Sect, there is also a clear gap between disciples and cannon fodder, and due to the common method used by demon sects to screen new disciples, many demon sects even implement this system to the entire sect after selecting new disciples. , so although most of the disciples of the Demon Sect have a fierce temperament and can often defeat the weak in a fight, their number is smaller than that of the Righteous Sect.
Fortunately, there is no time for the Demon Sect's assessment, let alone conditions, and there are no requirements for the identity of the examiner. The only requirement is that he has enough foundation to embark on the path of cultivating immortality...
It can be said to be simple and crude to the extreme.
What is recruitment every ten years?
What is the platform for asking the steps and asking the heart?
None needed!
Since the rules are more stringent and the reputation is not good, the only way to maintain the strength of the sect is to recruit them every year, or even at any time when there is an opportunity!
As for the requirements for state of mind...
If you can walk out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, do you still need to test your state of mind?
Totally unnecessary!
Because even if a good person can survive the screening and wit of the Ghost King Sect, his character must have changed, or his thoughts or temperament will go to extremes.
Therefore, the way to master the magic gate is actually very simple.
Cultivation is strong enough!
Just like the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago.
I won’t play tricks with your demon sect.
Surrender and live!
If you don’t surrender, you will die!
He took the Blood Refining Hall all the way to the top.
It's a pity that once such a character dies, the demon sect will naturally fall apart.
But this is enough to prove that the rules in the Demon Sect are that whoever has the bigger fist is justified. There is no need to pay attention to a justifiable name before inheriting a position like in the Righteous Sect.
The only thing is that the towns under the rule of various demon sects suffer.
After reaching the age, as long as it is detected that they have the bones to become an immortal cultivator, they will be forcibly taken away, and even if they die, no news will be sent back.
It can be said to be cruel to the extreme.
But the benefits are also huge.
There is more emphasis on class division here than in Heyang City.
A family with cultivators is better than a family without cultivators. The most important thing is that the disciples of the Ghost King Sect can go down the mountain at will!
In other words, these disciples of the Ghost King Sect can definitely help the family, or upgrade the poor family they left to the status of a noble family.
certainly.
On the Ghost King Sect's own territory, it's okay.
If you leave the territory of the Ghost King Sect and are killed by disciples who also belong to the Ghost King Sect, the final result will be natural misfortune.
The Ghost King Sect would never investigate such a thing.
Only on your own territory will you check.
After all, the Ghost King Sect also wants to let these mortals see the hope of climbing up, instead of letting everyone get used to this incorrect cannibalism.
Therefore, just as the righteous path has towns, the magic path naturally also has towns, but there is a certain gap in the wealth and size of the towns, and there is also a certain gap in the number of towns.
Just like there is Heyang City near Qingyun Gate and occupies the Central Plains; the Ghost King Sect also has its own town, but it is located in a remote place, the order in the town is chaotic, and the economic system is not as good as Heyang City.
The upper limits of both are self-evident.
But when the Ghost King Sect was transferred, the center of gravity of these towns naturally shifted, and the new blood produced under the rule also fluctuated.
But even if it is floating, it can’t be so outrageous!
Wan Wan became angry and threw the notebook on the table. He frowned and stared at Xuanwu who was kneeling in front of him and was silent for a long time. Then he slowly calmed down his anger and asked indifferently:
"Explain to me, what is going on this year?"
Xuanwu, who was kneeling on the ground, secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then glanced at Qinglong and Baihu, who were looking at each other, and while scolding them in his heart, he replied in a low voice:
"There was an accident. There was a child who was very cruel..."
It would be better not to listen to this explanation.
Upon hearing this, Ten Thousand People felt his anger rising. He glanced at the two extremely outrageous numbers of new disciples in the book, and two blue veins appeared on his forehead.
"Then what do you do for food?!"
"This is the Ghost King Sect, not the Hehuan Sect!"
"Rules are dead, are you dead too?"
"Look at this amount..."
Ten thousand people grabbed the notebook and read word by word with gnashed teeth while suppressing their anger:
"This year's new disciples are 247 female and 87 male!"
"Even if the Acacia sect chooses the cauldron, they don't choose this way, do you understand?!"
"If you take a step back, I can understand it if it reaches a hundred!"
"One ruthless one can defeat ten cowards!"
“What we lack in quantity, we more than make up for in quality!”
"But the total number of male disciples does not even reach half of the female disciples. If this continues, do you want our Ghost King Sect to be completely wiped out?!"
Xuanwu broke into a cold sweat.
But to be honest, he had nothing to explain.
The rules are there.
There are three hundred people in a group, and only one hundred people who survive will be taken.
And in order to arouse the ferocity of all examiners, this news will be disseminated in advance and spread to the ears of all examiners through gossip, and it will also leave a shortcut for some smart people. The night before the war started, all the door locks were removed!
what does that mean?
A smart person can figure it out.
For example, conduct a night attack to reduce competitors in advance.
Therefore, although a group of three hundred people is said to be a group, it often does not reach this number. Before the war, there have been cases of early qualifications in the past generations. There is no need for the survivors to continue fighting, because the remaining assessors, even There are less than a hundred people.
But Xuanwu really didn’t expect it!
One night!
one person!
One knife!
Killed over two hundred children of the same age!
Directly wipe out all the opponents in the arena!
What the hell is this human being?
Therefore, when Xuanwu learned about the result, he was quite confused. He even went to the assessment site without believing it, and then saw many disciples of the Ghost King Sect who were supposed to maintain order, carefully holding their magic weapons. They gathered into a circle, and in the circle there was a child who looked like he had taken a bath in blood, sleeping calmly.
To be honest, Xuanwu didn't want to recall that embarrassing scene.
A group of young people in their late teens or early twenties, with a lot of cultivation, and their average cultivation level could reach the level of a royal magic weapon. Then they nervously took the magic weapon and pointed it at a child over five years old. , and this child doesn’t have even half of his cultivation level...
The whole word "coward" stands out!
Then there were serious troubles in the other two arenas.
Although he was slightly inferior to this outrageous ruthless boy, he was extremely smart and formed a group. One group had fifty-two people, and the other group had twenty-four people. Then these two groups devoured the remaining two arenas. Already...
So far, there are more than 900 disciples of the right age in the three arenas, but only 87 have survived. In addition to the more than 300 children who were eliminated in the first two levels, there are only 1,200 children in total. Eighty-seven survived.
No wonder thousands of people are so angry.
As for the girl, it's more or less acceptable.
Out of a thousand people, two hundred and forty-seven survived. By rough estimation, only one out of four could survive.
But the data on the boy's side is too miserable!
There were 87 out of 1,200 people. Not one of the twelve people could survive. Only one of the thirteen or fourteen people could survive!
Who wouldn't be angry if I put it on someone?
You know, this is to select disciples.
It’s not about screening cannon fodder!
If the number of cannon fodders selected was this, tens of thousands of people would not even frown. After all, all the cannon fodders did not meet the standards of cultivating immortals, and they would not feel bad if they died.
But out of 1,200 children who were capable of cultivating immortals, only eighty-seven survived in the end, which was even fewer than the number of disciples that Qingyun Sect could recruit through the most stringent assessment!
But the matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more!
Ten thousand people know this truth very well, so they can only sigh helplessly, light up the flames on their fingertips, burn this disturbing notebook, then wave their sleeves and walk out with an evil look on their face.
"Come on! Xuanwu!"
"Get to know me, the new disciple who is starting this time!"
The sound of gnashing teeth came from outside the door.
Under the gloating eyes of Qinglong and Baihu, Xuanwu stood up with a wry smile, then walked up to them without any explanation, forcibly hooked their necks and walked out the door.
It was obvious that he had made a plan to drag the two of them into the water and face difficulties together.
However, Qinglong and Baihu didn't struggle much either.
The three of them, plus Suzaku beside the sect master's wife, will not be easily used by the ghost king, let alone be killed by the ghost king because of a small mistake.
The scolding was the harshest.
Penalties are almost non-existent.
Because each of them carries considerable responsibilities.
If they are injured due to punishment, or even die in battle because of injuries, then, let alone whether they will feel sad about the death of a rabbit or a fox, just talking about the Ghost King Sect will be broken.
Therefore, although the two of them are very cold towards Xuanwu, there seems to be nothing wrong with this small mistake and their indifference just now, so that Xuanwu can help each other when he is in trouble.
Just like that, the three of them followed ten thousand people.
And thousands of people were flying towards the venue with evil expressions on their faces...
…
…
"I have to say that this Demon Sect is really sincere."
"In terms of appearing holy in front of people, I really know how to do it."
Sitting on his own chair, Lu Yuan looked around calmly. In front of him, behind him, and to his left and right, a large area of empty chairs was neatly placed on the ground. He ignored the empty chairs and looked further away. On the left and right, On the side, three-quarters of the seats for female disciples are vacant, and on the right side, seven-eighths of the seats for male disciples are vacant.
And where he is...
Well, three hundred and two hundred and ninety-nine percent are vacant...
Very, very eye-catching!
While Lu Yuan was looking around, many people were looking at him with frightened expressions, and whispers also appeared at the same time.
"Who is that? Why are you alone?"
The girl asked her best friend beside her.
She and the other party crawled out of the dead.
No one has betrayed anyone.
So the two of them were able to come out alive.
The best friend next to the girl had obviously just noticed it. After looking carefully, her face suddenly became frightened, and she subconsciously replied: "I don't know... Huh? That's not right! Why is there no one there?"
A girl behind the two girls seemed to have heard the whispers. She glanced at Lu Yuan along the eyes of the two girls, and her expression changed: "Don't you know?"
“What should we know about co-authorship?”
The two women asked in unison.
Immediately, I saw this girl who seemed to know some inside story lowered her voice, didn't even dare to point her finger, and said in a low voice with a bit of admiration and a bit of unexplainable charm:
"It's just a piece of gossip that has just spread!"
"They have a murderer over there!"
"It is said that one person killed an entire area!"
"You two should also know that these seats were drawn up after passing the first level, in order to prove how many people participated in the assessment. But now, the empty chairs represent the death of the numbered person, with an average of three hundred Each number is divided into an area, which is the assessment we passed before."
"And he! One person! Killed through an area!"
"And it's not just a matter of killing. No one knows what method he used or when he started. They only know that when the door was opened the next morning to release people, there was no one alive except him!"
"So, even if there was an internal fight that night, at least the blood of more than two hundred people was stained on his hands. It was a real killing of a hundred people! A massacre!
! "
At this point, the face of the girl who was educating the two girls turned rosy unconsciously. There was also a slight tremor in her voice that was not easily noticed, and she couldn't help but admire:
"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."
"Very early on, my uncle, a disciple of our sect, once told me that real geniuses crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It is said that when they were young, the four great protectors had their hands drawn at the end of the examination. It's all stained with the blood of no fewer than fifty people."
"I never believed it was true."
"But now, I believe it!"
"Because there is a Rentu standing not far from me!"
"Lu Yuan...Lu Yuan...hehe..."
"Even if I am tortured by him, I am willing to... eh..."
The more the two girls listened, the more they felt something was wrong.
It wasn't until this "嘘" came out that he moved his stool forward as if he was electrocuted to avoid the disgusting girl behind him.
Maybe there's something wrong with this girl.
Maybe there was something wrong between them.
In short, something is definitely wrong on one side.
But judging from the current overall situation, there is no doubt that something is wrong with these two girls, because most of the girls are staring at Lu Yuan with straight eyes, as if they want to swallow Lu Yuan alive.
Most of the girls who crawled out from the dead have abandoned their reserve and turned into beasts, knowing what they need to fight for.
The competition for entry is so fierce. Who can guarantee that there will be no competition after entry?
At that time, girls like them are still new disciples who have just started. What can they do to compete with the old disciples? What capital do they have to compete with the old disciples?
Don't think that girls are all fools.
Girls who live under the rule of the Demon Sect know how to maximize their profits.
For example, an unprecedented person slaughtered Lu Yuan!
Yes, he is indeed a bit young.
But I can’t stand it, it has great potential!
Rather than succumb to the old disciple and take back the few cultivation resources that he gave to him, it would be better to hand over the most precious thing in his body to this person.
This is maximizing benefits!
certainly.
The decision always lies with the other party.
But it's just a possibility, and it's actually enough for them to give it a try!
If you put it all together, you will be successful.
Not to mention becoming the future wife of the sect leader, just to become the wife of a protector of the Ghost King Sect, this is something that can be easily grasped!
Because the other party is at least a protector!
In other words, it is the same as the current Qinglong and others.
Such a future is enough for these girls to gamble on!
But in the final analysis, it is caused by the surrounding environment.
The girls all have extremely keen eyesight, but no one dares to take the initiative to talk to them; and although the remaining boys also have a lot of troubles, no one dares to talk to them at this juncture.
What a joke!
Talking to a murderer?
Do you think you died too slowly?
Or do you think your elder brother is not ruthless enough?
A die-hard loyalist may not necessarily end up with the leader dying and then dying.
But the grasshopper must be the first to die.
Therefore, although many whispers are about Lu Yuan, so far, no one has dared to go up and talk to Lu Yuan, and no one has even pointed at Lu Yuan.
It can be said that the prestige is full.
"But it's the prestige of a red name..."
Thinking of this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but laugh at himself, then sighed tiredly, and was about to close his eyes to regain his energy.
But he didn't know that thousands of people were already behind him!
Today's Lu Yuan has no cultivation level.
He converted all his cultivation into potential, and then distributed it evenly among the five clones, trying to get the best start for these five clones.
The space cannot be used due to the suppression of rules.
Therefore, today's Lu Yuan's warning ability can be said to be extremely low.
In addition, the cultivation level of Ten Thousand People is stronger than Lu Yuan at his peak. It is reasonable that Lu Yuan cannot sense it now.
certainly.
Thousands of people have never thought that a little kid can sense his own existence. Geniuses are just geniuses after all, and there is still a big gap between them and the strong.
But in this child's case...
He saw unprecedented hope!
That is the hope of a higher level!
Wanchang has never fought against Daoxuan, and because the Ghost King Sect has not been passed down for as long as the Qingyun Sect, regarding his own strength, Wanchang cannot be as precise as the Qingyun Sect in how many levels of the Yuqing realm he has reached, or how many levels of the Yuqing realm he has reached. How many levels are there in the realm of Shangqing and Taiqing?
But according to the perception of that level of Mohu, Ten Thousand People knew very well that he had touched the threshold of a higher realm, that is, the Qingye Taoist who single-handedly brought the Qingyun Sect to its peak, or the black-hearted old man hundreds of years ago. That realm.
In other words, it is the level of the eighth or ninth level of the Shangqing Dynasty.
It's neither far nor close to Taiqingjing.
But the further they get to this point, the clearer they see how much their talents limit them, and the more desperate they become about that realm.
But in this child's body, relying on the child's bones and the child's character, as long as the child does not die young, even if he cannot step into that realm, he can go further on this road than him!
Best of all, this kid is only five years old!
It's like a blank piece of paper. He can paint however he wants. He doesn't have to worry about whether it will have a counterproductive effect. He just needs to cultivate it with certain things and then guide it with the love of master and disciple!
However, thousands of people did not underestimate this "Lu Yuan".
A genius idea that many people find difficult to understand.
Including him, it may be difficult to understand.
But his hundreds of years of experience are not in vain after all!
Everyone has the confidence to build a relationship with this child!
And for this child...
"Not to mention that more than two hundred people died, even if it is replaced by a protector, although it will break the muscles and bones in a short time, in the long run, it is undoubtedly quite cost-effective!"
Everyone was extremely excited.
But his face was calm, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to pat the child from behind and establish a communication channel first.
But something unexpected happened!
Just when Wanwan's hand was still an inch away from Lu Yuan's shoulder, a large amount of blood-red mist emerged from Lu Yuan's body out of thin air, and soon gathered more and more, forming a thick black mist!
Thousands of people could not help but twitch their brows.
While raising his hand to stop Qing Long, White Tiger Xuanwu and others, he calmly continued to grab Lu Yuan's shoulders.
For an instant, Black Mist seemed to be angered.
The air instantly turned cold, with small snowflakes floating up from nowhere. The black mist slowly spread, and the boundless shadow of the sea of blood emerged from it!
Clang!
!
The Qiankun Blue Light Ring suddenly erupted with blue light, wrapping the user Qinglong in it. At the same time, it also wrapped the Ghost King and others in it!
But the sea of blood passed through the green light without any hindrance!
"Relax, no harm!"
Wanwan reminded the people behind him.
But before the words of thousands of people could be heard, the sea of blood began to churn, and a huge whirlpool appeared with Lu Yuan as the core!
Bloody thunder and lightning crashed out of thin air!
The blood-colored waves surge against the sky!
A figure with eight arms and a body covered in blood-colored armor slowly rose from the whirlpool, and a monstrous murderous intent exploded instantly, sweeping across the entire venue indiscriminately!
All children have been temporarily deprived of their will!
Even if thousands of people came there, they couldn't help but be confused for a moment!
However, after all, the king of ghosts is the king of ghosts.
The cultivation of Qinglong and others is also real.
But just this short moment of loss of concentration is enough to kill them ten or eight times against opponents of the same level in battle!
"What's this?"
Qinglong controlled the twitching corners of his eyes, and after searching in his mind for a moment, he asked the ghost king Wanwan in front of him with a bit of confusion.
Ten thousand people went without an answer.
Because he doesn't know either.
But someone knows!
"This is the Eight-Armed Blood Prison Shura!"
"A kind of alien!"
"When you reach a certain level, you will naturally be recognized by heaven and earth, and heaven and earth will give you recognition based on your talent!"
"The difference is this kind of recognition!"
Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes and restrained his second strange appearance. While explaining to the people behind him, he couldn't help but sigh silently at this magical world.
This world is magical.
Because these strange phenomena were not caused by him!
It is a kind of recognition given by heaven and earth!
Although...
Until now, he still hasn't figured out what the criteria for this judgment are...
