"As you command!"
The gods of the gods responded solemnly and quickly put the remaining items into the storage ring one by one.
Afterwards, the Divine Clothes of All Heavens led a group of new monks towards the treasure house.
Time flies by like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, ten days have passed quietly.
Today is an important day for the allocation of resources for the Anti-Soul Sect.
When the villain stepped into the Anti-Chengzong sect, the "Anti-Soul Sect" that came into view had been changed to "Anti-Chengzong", which shocked him greatly.
"In just ten days, the Anti-Soul Sect, which once made the entire Anti-Region tremble, has now been renamed the Anti-Cheng Sect. It is as unpredictable as a dream, making people lament the impermanence of the world." Villain. I thought to myself.
When the villain stepped into Anti-Seungzong, he was deeply shocked by the sight before him.
Those monks who had fallen when the Anti-Soul Sect was destroyed were now standing in front of the meeting hall full of vitality.
The villain frowned, full of doubts: "This is simply subversive of common sense. How could these monks who should have fallen appear in front of the villain sect's meeting hall?"
At this moment, Zhang Liucheng arrived gracefully, walked up to the villain, raised a smile on his lips, and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Villain, please follow me to a place."
"yes!"
The villain nodded slightly and followed closely.
The two walked leisurely through the bamboo forest, walking lightly.
Not long after, they arrived in front of the treasure house.
Many monks have gathered in front of the treasure house, either in groups or alone, all staring at the treasure house with burning eyes.
Zhang Liucheng stood solemnly in front of the treasure house, his eyes slowly moving on everyone, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of subtle cunning.
Zhang Liucheng's mind was like a mirror, and he knew that these rebel monks had experienced hardships in the abyss of the Demon Realm. Although they had escaped from the endless sea of suffering, they had also lost the resources for cultivation.
They are physically and mentally exhausted, confused and helpless.
In order to help these monks regain their former glory, Zhang Liucheng decided to provide everything they needed to help them embark on the path of spiritual practice again.
So, Zhang Liucheng straightened his back and announced in a loud voice: "Everyone, the rare resources in this treasure house will be divided equally among you, and each of you can take what you need."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.
However, bursts of exclamations immediately broke the tranquility. Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise and gratitude.
They had no idea that this seemingly ordinary human boy would be so generous and share such a rich treasure with everyone.
Zhang Liucheng smiled secretly in his heart, but remained calm on the surface.
He knew very well that while these monks obtained resources, they also owed him an eternal favor.
Zhang Liucheng pursues not only immediate material wealth, but also long-term interests and close ties with the rebels.
Everyone poured into the treasure house like a tide, carefully selecting their favorite treasures.
In an instant, everything in the treasure house disappeared, leaving only dust and deep silence.
The villain and others slowly walked up to Zhang Liucheng, their faces filled with gratitude.
They bowed respectfully to Zhang Liucheng and expressed their thanks in a neat and powerful voice: "Thank you, little friend."
"Everyone, you don't have to be so polite," Zhang Liucheng waved his hand and said: "These resources were originally obtained by the Anti-Soul Sect from your anti-region robbery. Now they are distributed to you seniors, but they are returned to their original owners. Please follow I will go to the meeting hall, take a short rest, and discuss the matter again.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Liucheng led the villain and others through the winding and carved corridors and entered the meeting hall.
In the main hall, the incense burner was filled with green smoke, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.
Everyone was divided into guests and hosts and took their seats.
Zhang Liucheng picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said calmly: "Seniors, many years ago, the Anti-Soul Sect and the Demon Clan formed a gang for personal gain and plundered your resources. Returning it today can be regarded as repaying some of the past sins for the Anti-Soul Sect. .”
Complex expressions appeared on the faces of the villains and others present.
An old man with white hair sighed softly and said, "My friend, you are so young, but you have such a big heart. It is really admirable."
On the other side, a big man in red robe slammed the table, stood up and said: "You have received this help today, and we will definitely repay you in the future!"
The words of the white-haired old man and the big man in red robes were like dropping a stone on the quiet lake, causing ripples.
Everyone around was attracted and immediately cast curious glances.
Everyone talked a lot, some praised Zhang Liucheng's broad mind, while others deeply admired the bold and unrestrained man in red robe.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes stood up.
He walked slowly to Zhang Liucheng, clasped his hands in his fists, and bowed deeply: "My little friend, I will keep your kindness in mind for your help today. I will repay this kindness if I have the opportunity in the future."
At this moment, Zhutian Divine Clothes walked leisurely from outside the main hall. His steps were steady and powerful, as if he was measuring the distance in space with every step.
The gods of all gods came to Zhang Liucheng's side and stood upright, like a mountain peak, calm and unshakable.
Zhang Liucheng's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally settled on Zhutian Shenyi.
Zhang Liucheng pointed to the Divine Clothes of the Heavens, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a mysterious smile.
He solemnly said to everyone: "Everyone, what you are seeing now is the leader of the Anti-Cheng sect, the Divine Clothes of the Heavens. His strength is unfathomable, and he has conquered the world without any rivals. If you have great aspirations and desire, If you have stronger strength, you can go to Anti-Chengzong to find him at any time. I guarantee that the Gods of the Heavens will do their best to help you soar into the sky and transcend the mortal world."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes immediately focused on the gods of the gods.
The gods are dressed in black robes, like shadows in the night sky, and their mysterious atmosphere is overflowing.
His face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were as sharp as lightning, as if he could see through all illusions.
The whole body is shrouded in hazy light, so bright and dazzling that people dare not look directly.
At this time, the villain suddenly stood up and walked slowly to Zhang Liucheng, his eyes shining with pride.
He said solemnly: "My little friend, our Anti-Yuan Sect has risen. The disciples of the Anti-Soul Sect that I brought back have all sincerely joined the Anti-Yuan Sect. There are also several monks who have returned from the Demon Realm, because they have nowhere to live. They have also joined the Anti-Yuan Sect. Now, they have become the elders of the Anti-Yuan Sect, bringing endless power to the sect. Today's Anti-Yuan Sect is more powerful than in the past."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sturdy man, wrapped in a tiger skin coat, walked forward.
He looked directly at Zhang Liucheng, cupped his hands and said, "I am Fan Kui, a casual cultivator. I have been looking for a safe place for a long time, but I can't find it, so I can only ask my friend to take me in."
Zhang Liucheng frowned slightly and stared at Fan Kui deeply. He could tell that there must be something hidden behind this man.
So, he said in a deep voice: "Fan Kui, if you have something to hide, you can tell it. I will do my best to help you."
Hearing this, Fan Kui was silent for a while, and then sighed: "I once encountered a magical boxing technique in a cave. I practiced it diligently and finally embarked on the path of cultivating immortality. However, when I was practicing boxing, I actually attracted the guardian of the cave. The monster coveted me. I was so nimble at that time that I finally escaped and hid back home. I never thought that the monster would follow me, and all my family members were poisoned by it. No one in my family was spared. I had no choice but to jump. Only by entering the roaring river did I escape the pursuit of the monsters."
Fan Kui paused and continued: "From that day on, I lived in seclusion and practiced hard. After a period of concentrated practice, I finally mastered this mysterious boxing technique to its peak. So, I resolutely embarked on the road of revenge. , bravely broke into the dark cave, determined to compete with the monster. Unfortunately, my cultivation level was still shallow at the time. Compared with the powerful monster, I was like hitting an egg against a stone. Just when I was seriously injured and fell to the ground. In an instant, the figure of the demons came quietly. From that moment on, I became a prisoner of the demons."
After listening to Fan Kui's words, Xiaoqiang's eyes briefly stayed on Fan Kui.
The man in front of him was as tall and strong as a mountain, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.
An idea suddenly came to Xiaoqiang's heart, that is, to accept Fan Kui as his disciple.
Xiaoqiang stood up slowly, stared at Fan Kui with blazing eyes, and said, "Fang Kui, are you willing to join my sect? If you are willing, I will kill the monster and wash away this blood feud for you! "
