The door is wide open, and standing on the street outside the door, you can hear the clear snoring inside.
Entering the house, there is a brand-new recliner on the right side with backlight. A young man is lying on it, sleeping with his back stretched out. There is a suspicious dried water stain at the corner of his slanted mouth.
In front of the recliner is an ordinary wooden table, with a small, boxy sign on it. It has a shiny texture and is similar to the crystal ball used to register the Immortal Certificate in the Ascension Hall.
Next to the recliner, there is a simple notice board with the registration process written on it. You can use your magic power to carve the code into the registration board yourself, pay the registration fee of a water cloud coin, and you can leave with the killer token.
Wei Lin was so shocked that he didn't know what to say. He was so casual that the clerk didn't have anything to do with him the whole time. If a circle was set up at the entrance of the store to allow entry, there wouldn't even be a need for a clerk to guard it.
But it suited him just fine.
He raised his hand and used his immortal power to carve the word "Feng Jue" on the registration plate. The standing registration plate flashed with immortal light, the code name gradually disappeared, a crack opened in the middle, and a jade piece the size of a fingernail spit out.
It’s really like registering a fairy certificate!
Wei Lin sighed secretly and tried to inject immortal power into the small jade piece. There was no movement and no information was displayed like an immortal certificate. This was to protect the killer's identity information from being leaked.
In other words, unless you have distinctive features when doing tasks, you will not be recognized.
Wei Lin was very satisfied, put a Shuiyun coin on the table, walked out of the Qiuxi Tower registration point, and headed to the city restaurant. He had to understand the current situation.
Teahouses and restaurants have always been a good place to get information. Soon he learned from the chats of the drinkers that there were more than ten forces including the Song family, who were living in the flat under the pretense of recruiting him. In Lucheng, the Song family even sent people to live in the cave that Mu Yan rented, and went in and out with her.
Wei Lin's eyes turned cold, these people didn't care about their face for the sake of Qian Xiao.
Of course, he had thought about this situation and discussed a way to deal with it. For now, he just had to follow the plan and go to the Immortal Alliance to register the Lantau Faction.
The management of Jiuchongxingque is very strict. The establishment of every force must register with the Immortal Alliance and obtain a license before it can recruit talents and establish territory.
Sometimes, Wei Lin feels that Xingque is not like a fairyland, but like a mortal country.
Registration is the most dangerous step. In the competition between various forces, the forces that dare to openly advertise their recruitment are all the backbone of the Immortal Alliance. Registering with the Immortal Alliance is almost equivalent to going to their home base.
I'm afraid that as soon as he walked out of the Immortal Alliance registration office after registering, there would be private armies from all sides waiting for him outside.
There are countless forces in the Immortal League, big and small. The local immortals are born into families and sects. Immortals who ascend to the lower realms are mostly recruited by various forces. Although the registration office has a very decent appearance, it is not crowded. It is not as good as the Qiuxi Tower killer registration point. Popularity.
Wei Lin watched outside for three days, but did not see anyone go in to register. In fact, in many cases, a new force would not be born for several years, and Jiuzhongxingque had been divided up by various forces, large and small.
Although there was no difference between daytime and darkness for the immortal people, Wei Lin still waited until dark before walking into the Immortal Alliance Registration Office.
This is a government agency. Although it is idle to the point of being almost deserted, the hall is quite decent, with a Kongming Stone building, a majestic atmosphere, and all kinds of magic circles and utensils.
There were two deacons, one in white and one in green. They both looked like young men. The young man in white had a gentle temperament. He was sitting on a chair. When he saw him coming in, he pointed to the chair opposite the table and motioned for him to sit down.
The man in green stood behind the young man in white, obviously a subordinate. When Wei Lin came in, a flash of surprise flashed through his eyes very quickly.
As soon as Wei Lin sat down, the man in white asked quietly: "What type of organization do you want to create?"
"Sect."
Generally speaking, Xingque's forces can be divided into three types: sect, family, and mission organization. The first two require their affiliates to have a sense of belonging, have clear territorial divisions, and also need to undertake the task of resisting demons and enjoy corresponding rights. Also a lot.
The latter is just a platform, such as Qiuxilou, which is a typical task organization. Its killers only rely on Qiuxilou to take tasks to earn merits. Qiuxilou takes a small amount of remuneration from completed transactions and does not require the killers to do so. Be loyal and conscientious.
Of course, these organizations are at a lower level and have no say in the Immortal Alliance. They never participate in the affairs of the Immortal Alliance. Their founders do not even need to register their real names with the Immortal Alliance.
"The founder of the sect has the strictest censorship." The young man in white explained lightly.
Wei Lin nodded to express his understanding, but he was secretly wary in his heart. He was not afraid of things like asking questions, but he was afraid that the registration office would take the opportunity to pry into the secrets.
"At what age did you enter Taoism and what are your skills?"
Wei Lin's tense heartstrings relaxed a little. It turned out that the so-called examination was about asking about experience, "Nine years old, the spirit-inducing technique."
The man looked surprised, "A bad technique from a lower plane?"
Wei Lin nodded, "I was born in a secular country. I had an accident on the way to the sect and ended up living on an island. My Taoist companion and I obtained the spirit-guiding art on the island and found the spirit-introducing technique on our own."
"Taoist companion?!" A surprised voice sounded above his head. Wei Lin raised his eyes and met the disbelieving eyes of the man in green.
He was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.
"What happened next, did you become a casual cultivator? Or did you join a sect?" The faint voice of the young man in white sounded again.
The weirdness in Wei Lin's heart disappeared, and he subconsciously replied: "Something happened and I was captured into a killing organization."
"You have quite a few surprises." The man in white murmured softly and continued to ask, "What kind of killer organization?"
Without any hesitation, Wei Lin told what Can Ye Pavilion had done one by one, "Can Ye Pavilion, the top management is the remnant of the witchcraft organization that was once wiped out. They intend to retaliate against the righteous way and use poison to control us killers..."
Time passed slowly, the sky gradually became brighter, the scorching sun rose, moved across the sky, and fell to the horizon.
For a whole day and night, Wei Lin went through all the experiences from introducing Qi into the body to ascending to the Star Tower. The young man in white finally nodded and handed over a jade plaque: "After review, you can create a sect."
On the jade plaque, there are three gilded characters - Lantau School.
"You are excellent. You have prevented many demonic attacks and protected countless people. You must be commended." The young man in white pondered for a moment, his fingertips slightly hooked, and the Na ring that Wei Lin had stored Yuan Fei's relics alone flew out of his immortal palace.
The ring was opened, and Yuan Fei's nine-flower hidden weapon, light silk ropa, and jade pendant of unknown material floated above the table.
The young man in white stretched out his hand and brushed it over several objects. The demonic aura on the Qionghua, Luopa, and Na rings disappeared completely. The jade pendant was still cold and cold, exuding a strong demonic aura, but there was a black and shiny one. Crystal grains precipitate from it.
(End of chapter)
