"I want to establish a sect in Tianhong, called Zhenmo, to end the chaos of Tianhong like you." Wang Zijia said calmly.
When the old emperor heard this, he looked stunned. He was stunned for a moment and then said: "I will declare the state religion tomorrow and notify the whole country to recruit 500,000 civilians..."
"Forget about the corvee, I have my own means." Wang Zijia interrupted the other party's words.
"I wonder where the immortal would like to establish a sect?" the old emperor asked.
"Wanyu is stationed at the foot of Jingchan Mountain."
As he spoke, a bloody shuttle appeared in the air at the edge of the rooftop in front of Wang Zijia. He stepped on it, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the horizon.
The old emperor watched Wang Zijia disappear in the direction of Tianhong Mountain, and was lost in thought for a long time. Twisting the pill bottle, sometimes unwillingly, sometimes angry, finally turned into helplessness and resignation.
Even if you are an emperor, you still cannot get everything when faced with the greed in your heart.
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As the construction of the sect began, Wang Zijia became completely busy.
The settlement of 100,000 people is not a small matter, there are a lot of various things to do, especially the boys who are following the team this time are here to recruit disciples, and there are more people who practice eye skills than those who practice wood and earth.
The previous scale of Jingchan Mountain was obviously unable to accommodate so many disciples, so Wang Zijia even personally participated in the construction of the initial accommodation.
Of course, we only solve the initial accommodation problem, and the rest will be taken care of later.
With the monks and all kinds of support from the government, with the green light all the way, it will not be difficult to build later.
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Time flies and it’s twenty years again.
On this day, there was a sea of people at the foot of Jingchan Mountain.
There are ordinary people around, as well as knights and knights who came after hearing the news. Even if these people are not qualified to go up the mountain, they still surround Jingchan Mountain with water, just to see the Wanyu True Immortal who is said to be in full swing recently.
In addition to the mortals at the foot of the mountain, there are also various cultivators on the mountain. Loose cultivators, the small sects in the surrounding area who could barely name themselves, and even the disciples of the three sects who wandered here, all came after receiving the news.
Not talking about the quality, just talking about the number of people, it was really like a top event from a famous sect. Probably because I was in a hurry and there were too many uninvited people, so it was a little chaotic.
As the morning sun continues to rise, the voices of people become more and more noisy. Various disciples who have just been trained for a circle are busy all over the place, which is very lively.
"Weng!"
"coming!"
"Look, that's the legendary Yunzhong Immortal Pavilion!"
"Yes, we Tianhong haven't come to the Immortal Pavilion for more than 150 years!"
"No, even forty years ago, most of them were just a few disciples who came to fight for a while and then left. How could there be such a scene?"
"It's okay now, our Tianhong actually has a day when Wanyu's subordinate sect appears."
"I heard that the person who founded the sect this time is still a Taoist!"
"I've also heard that Wanyu Tianjiao and Taoist Wangzijia are good, but the sacrifice of wine condenses the demonic body of Dharma. He has a straightforward temperament and hates evil as much as hatred. He is a true cultivator in this world!"
"Sacrifice wine to condense the Dharma? Isn't that a method of major cultivation in the Third Realm?"
"Hey, how can we take the methods of such geniuses lightly?"
"Yes, I heard about it too. Daozi Wang Zijia is the leader of the younger generation of Wanyu Sect. Among the talented people in Wanyu Sect, he is also the top one!"
"I have read a lot of story books recently. It is said that this Taoist disciple was born in a poor family. As an orphan, he did not rely on anyone and relied on his own efforts to become famous in Wanyu at the age of sixteen, attracting countless Wanyu disciples. I’m convinced!”
"What? It's impossible, it must be made up!"
"Impossible, I spent a lot of effort to get it from the Xiang family monks of the Wanyu Sect's great cultivating clan, and spent a lot of money to get it. It's a documentary biography!"
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Amidst the bustle of people, the immortal Dharma Jiao slowly rises from the top of the mountain facing the rising sun and hangs over Jinchan Mountain.
Immediately after Fa Jia came up, countless colorful lights scattered, and the third-grade war weapon fully activated the phantom formation. The effect was obviously beyond doubt.
For a time, the sky was filled with flowers, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and purple energy spread for hundreds of miles.
The huge movement not only caused everyone around Jingchan Mountain to lose their voices, but also caused people and even many creatures within a thousand miles to subconsciously raise their heads and look at the sky.
Some birds subconsciously flew towards the sky and circled around Fajia. In countless grand scenes, the Dharma is looming in the clouds.
For a moment, countless streams of light gathered together, and Wang Zijia's perfect face with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes appeared in front of the Yunzhong Palace.
The figure is huge, as if standing tall on the sky and the earth. The scattered smallpox and the golden lotus pouring out seemed to be cheering for his appearance, and the purple air that spread for hundreds of miles swirled around him like a ray of light, just like a divine rainbow emanating from his body.
The banished immortal comes to the mortal world, and the immortal posture is outstanding!
At this moment, Wang Zijia's unparalleled heroic appearance in the world made people all over the mountains and plains stunned. It was deeply engraved in the hearts of countless people and will probably never be forgotten in their lifetime.
Standing upright, with his hands behind his back and his gown flowing, he looked around at the crowd.
"I am Wang Zijia, Taoist disciple of Wanyu Sect. Today I feel that the Tianhong practice world is in chaos and demons are everywhere, so I set up a field in Jingchan Mountain called: Demon Suppression!"
"In the demon-suppressing lineage, regardless of origin or past, as long as there is a destiny for the benefit of the world and exorcism of demons for everyone, all can join the sect and practice. This sect upholds teachings without distinction!"
"Anyone who is determined to exorcise demons can start as a nominal disciple of our sect, exchange their demon bodies for contributions, and use their contributions to advance their status until they become disciples of Wanyu!"
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Following Wang Zijia's words, everyone who was originally sluggish all went crazy.
"What! There is no class without education!"
"Disciple Wanyu?"
"One day we will become Wanyu's disciples?"
"Are you a nominal disciple of the Demon Suppressing Sect? I've decided on this name!"
"Nominal disciples, servant disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, house disciples, elders or Wanyu disciples, it seems that they are not too far away?"
"This... this contribution can actually be passed down. Isn't this no different from legal money!"
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Countless people looked at Wang Zijia in the sky with shocked and eager eyes. At this moment, Wang Zijia's reputation was completely established, and even in the Tianhong cultivation world, he had become an immortal and a saint, becoming a top legend.
Wanyu Daozi Wang Zijia is a true immortal in this world!
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The entire Jingchan Mountain was bustling for four or five days before gradually returning to calm.
However, Jingchan Town at the foot of the mountain is becoming more and more lively, and is even rapidly developing towards Jingchan City, expanding like a rocket.
Various aristocratic families, even princes and nobles, all sent people to build mansions before this place was fully formed. The Demon Suppressing Sect turned a blind eye to this, and of course no one dared to enclose the land on a large scale.
Wang Zijia stayed in the Demon-Suppressing Sect for several days, and hastily built a scripture-depositing pavilion, passing on hundreds of top-level innate secrets. It is related to the collection of top martial arts, exercises and so on.
As for the cultivation techniques and spells, except for disciples with middle-grade spiritual roots and above, the rules of the Demon Suppressing Sect require at least the status of an outer sect or even an inner sect disciple. To improve one's status, one needs to contribute. The Demon Suppressing Sect is just like Wang Zijia before That said, there is no distinction between education and distinction, everything depends on contribution.
Currently, the fastest way to obtain contributions is to pollute the demon corpse!
Only those who have reached the level of disciples entering the house, or even need to propose promotion to the level of Wanyu disciples, will undergo strict scrutiny.
After all, Wang Zijia was not here to raise children. His purpose was very clear from beginning to end, to gather people to support himself!
Early this morning, I was at the top of Jingchan Mountain.
A large group of people were saying goodbye.
"Grandpa, are you really not going back to the sect?" Xiang Feifei looked at Xiang Ji with tears in her eyes, full of reluctance.
"Grandpa, I'm getting old, and I'm just dawdling around when I go back. Instead of doing that, I might as well help you take care of the sect, contribute my efforts, and use my remaining energy." Xiang Ji said with a smile.
"Don't worry, after we settle down, we will open up the trade route between the two places." Wang Zijia comforted Xiang Feifei, and said to Xiang Ji and Xiang Fei: "Grandpa, there is also Uncle Twenty-one, Zhenmo The sect will be left to you for the time being!"
"Don't worry, I'll do my best!" Uncle Twenty-One said seriously to Fei.
"In addition, these two boys, Liang Cheng and Feng Haonan, are very talented. The Demon Suppressing Sect will definitely need them to play a leading role in the future. You two should also pay more attention!" Wang Zijia pointed at the two people on the side, one large and one small.
"I sincerely follow Master's teachings!" Feng Haonan and Liang Cheng, who had obtained the skills and started practicing, said respectfully.
That's right, Wang Zijia took on two disciples, and they were none other than 'Traveler' Feng Haonan, and 'Thunder Emperor' Liang Cheng.
He spent all his efforts and did not hesitate to tamper with his memory, in order to create two geniuses for the Demon Suppressing Sect in the future, two supreme elders who could suppress everything!
Create the foundation of the Demon Suppressing Sect so that even if he is gone, the Demon Suppressing Sect will still not decline or fall into turmoil!
"Don't worry, leave it to us, but you still have to rely on you to teach him how to practice. With our level of cultivation, we can't teach them for long." Uncle Twenty-one said to Fei.
"Why don't you take them back to the sect first, and then come here to practice after they have achieved success?" Xiang Ji suggested again.
"I have already made arrangements, so don't worry. The matters regarding cultivation will not delay them." Wang Zijia replied with a smile. As he spoke, he looked at the Immortal Dharma Master in the sky and said, "It's getting late. It’s time for us to set off, the two senior brothers above should be waiting impatiently!”
"Congratulations to the Supreme Master!"
"Farewell to the Patriarch!"
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Wang Zijia and a group of people, under the ceremony of disciples all over the mountains and plains, floated on the Dharma.
When the Dharma Jiao shook, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the horizon.
Everyone on the top of the mountain looked at each other. Even though they had been prepared, they were a little panicked when it came time to rely on themselves. After all, no one has experience in running a sect.
"Headmaster, what should we do now?"
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(End of chapter)
