Chapter 138 Xuanmo Sect
Du Tutuo, Bu Laotong, Xiao Huanxi and the male cultivator who were originally shivering their heads immediately became energetic. Before, they were still uneasy and fearful of the female demon killing people and refining treasures.
Since you are an elder, you will definitely be able to survive now.
The rest of the people were also overjoyed. A sect not only has elders, but also true disciples, inner sects and outer sect disciples. It seems that no one will have to die.
Wu Feng was overjoyed.
"Senior sister, this is our destiny."
"Those people in the sect are all blind. They did not choose you to be the peak leader. We have established our own sect and will not be weaker than them in the future."
Lu Ye listened and pondered.
Hey guys, these two guys still ran out to open the Shanli cabinet on their own.
You won’t be hunted down by their master in the future, right?
Senior Sister Mo obviously didn't want to bring up this topic any more. The smile on her face faded, she coughed, turned around and looked at everyone with her sharp eyes.
"Okay, do you understand?"
"The two of us created a sect here, called Xuanmo Sect."
"No I have been patiently cultivating disciples for decades or hundreds of years, so I caught you."
She had a faint smile on her face.
"But I, Mo Ruyan, am not an unreasonable person. Anyone who doesn't want to join my sect can leave now..."
Lu Zhizi secretly cursed Xin You as a ghost.
Your surname is Mo, and the name of your sect is Xuanmo Sect. This is a black shop.
Moreover, choosing this gloomy place to establish a sect doesn’t seem to be a serious matter at first glance. You can come and go freely if you believe in ghosts.
Unexpectedly, an iron-headed boy emerged from the crowd. He was a young man, dressed in brocade clothes and with a jade belt around his waist. He looked quite wealthy and noble, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a nose that looked like hanging gallbladders. He was full of heroic spirit. , turned out to be very handsome.
Xiao Huanxi couldn't help but lick his tongue when he saw it, and his breathing became heavier.
The man in brocade clothes saluted.
"I have met Senior Mo. The villain is the direct son of the Yao family among the three cultivators of the Jin Kingdom, and his father is the head of the Yao family."
"This time I followed the elders of the family into the mountains to hunt for treasures, but was mistaken by the seniors. Caught here.”
“I have parents at home, a loving wife and a young son. Please let me go home. My Yao family is somewhat weak in the Jin Kingdom.
"If I can let Xiaosheng go home this time, I will thank you with a lot of courtesy."
"In the future, when my senior comes in person, my father will walk over to greet him..."
That man was very polite. Because of his thoroughness, handsome appearance, and smooth conversation, people will fall in love with him after listening to him, not to mention that he is the legitimate son of the Yao family and has the aura of status.
Everyone is extremely envious. If he can escape from the clutches of this female devil, this person should have the best hope.
Mo Ruyan chuckled lightly.
"But..."
The man looked surprised. He didn't expect this female devil to be so easy to talk to, but when he thought of himself as the legitimate son of the Yao family, he cheered himself up.
This person surnamed Mo is just a loner and should not dare to offend the cultivating family.
He gritted his teeth and jumped into the sky. He was still in the middle stage of Qi training, so he wrapped a magic weapon around his figure and fled into the distance.
Everyone watched with bated breath. The man had already flown out of the mountain. After a moment, he was about to cross the distant mountains. He was still safe and sound.
Mo Ruyan and Wu Feng were indifferent and did not stop him at all.
Many people became excited and wanted to offer treasures and exercises, or use the names of their elders and friends to plead for mercy.
Lu Ye noticed that even Ren Xingyun took two steps forward.
This camel dragon is probably a stupid dragon. Even Xu Zhenghui, the head of the Xu family, can kill him without fail. How can you, an unnamed slave, have such a big face?
Would Xu Guang’s talisman and military skills be too hasty and burn out his brain?
In addition, Lu Ye watched carefully and found that Wu Feng's eyes were a little more bloodshot, and the expression on his face seemed to be looking forward to something, rather like watching a play.
I am afraid that the legitimate son of the Yao family will suffer...
He just thought of this.
The young master of the Yao family just flew to the distant mountain peak.
A green light suddenly shot out from the ground, hitting his Escape Light hard.
"Ah..." The young man screamed, and blood mist erupted all over his body.
When the green light dissipated, the air was empty and only a cloud of bloody smell remained.
I don’t know what kind of treasure this green light is, but it actually blew up the escaping light and the young master inside with one blow!
There was a rumbling sound from the mountain peak.
“Anyone who breaks into our Ten Thousand Bones Forest will be killed without mercy!”
A green light hovered on the mountain peak for a long time, but inside it was a bone eagle with dark green eyes and a blue body. The bone eagle even swooped down with a crash and rushed towards everyone like a stream of light.
The eagle has not yet arrived, but is just hovering in the sky. The huge pressure deliberately released has already overwhelmed the cultivators on the mountain peak.
Surprisingly, it is also the strength of the foundation building period.
Mo Ruyan raised his head and glanced coldly before the bone eagle left angrily.
The eagle fell from the peak.
Everyone broke into a cold sweat.
Especially those men and women who were about to follow the crowd and come out to plead for mercy, immediately shrank back, especially Ren Xingyun, who shrank even faster.
Everyone cursed in their hearts.
My dear, this Mo Ruyan deserves to be named Mo. He has such a dark heart.
It turns out that you don’t have to do it yourself, your good neighbor will do it for you.
"Alas, Senior Sister was kind enough to let this person go," Wu Feng sighed, "It's a pity that he was unlucky and chose to fly over the Ten Thousand Bones Forest."
"It's not easy for our Xuanmo Sect. The Ten Thousand Bones Forest and the Yinhun Sect are powerful enemies. They surround us and have always hated us.”
“Before, our Xuanmo Sect only had me and my senior sister, not even a single subordinate, and we were bullied every day. , so the waist is not strong."
"We will never stop anyone who wants to leave, but we cannot escort you all the way, but you have to take responsibility for your own life."
Everyone was silent. What does it mean to be surrounded by powerful enemies?
With just two of you, you can grab a piece of territory from two other sects. What's worse is obviously you, okay?
It is not certain who is bullying whom.
Now everyone has given up the idea of leaving, and will give up on being a member of Xuanmo Sect from now on!
Seeing that Mo Ruyan had shocked everyone by killing the leading bird, he was satisfied and impatient to go around in circles anymore.
She said to everyone with her hands behind her back.
"Okay, our sect is standing in this gloomy place like the Black Cave Mountain Eagle Falling Peak, so naturally we follow the path of demon cultivation."
"I am the master of the Xuanmo Sect. Let's not talk about it for now. After accepting the true disciples, Junior Brother Wu Feng will be the deputy sect leader, and those who are in the middle stage of Qi training will be Junior Brother Wu’s inner sect disciples.”
Mo Ruyan pointed at Du Tuo and the other four.
"The four of you are all in the late stage of Qi training, and you will be the elders of the sect from now on."
"The rest of you, those who have spiritual roots in the early stage of Qi training or below, will be the disciples of the four of you. He is an outside disciple of this sect.”
"As for the martial arts practitioners who have no spiritual roots, they serve as the sect's handymen." "I don't care what skills you have practiced before. If you want to continue practicing, you can also modify the methods of your own sect. You just have to use Taoist skills in exchange."
“My Xuanmo Sect is open to all rivers and does not care about your origins, but there is one thing. If you enter our sect, you must be under the jurisdiction of this sect. If you dare to be a traitor, you can try me, Mo Ru. The smoke is so powerful.”
“Understand?”
Everyone was stunned and hurriedly bowed their heads in response, but many people felt relieved.
Most low-level qi-training monks who are caught want nothing more than peace. As long as they are not killed for making weapons, mining and selling meat, practicing anywhere is not cultivation.
Mo Ruyan and Wu Feng were obviously disciples of a major sect, and they were both in the foundation-building stage. Even Mo Ruyan could kill Xu Zhenghui, who was in the middle-stage of foundation-building, with just one strike. It is the cultivation level in the later stage of foundation building.
With these two big trees at your back, you might be able to learn a powerful inheritance. Almost everyone is a casual cultivator. It is much safer to be in this black cave than to fight alone outside. .
In the past, it wasn’t that they didn’t want to join sects in the Jin State, but that the Jin State was a spiritual desert. The so-called sects were just three or two big cats and kittens. They were not serious sects at all. The gods of the Jin State were the three major cultivators. Family Yao and Ma Xu.
And this female devil captured so many people and gathered together to form the Xuanmo Sect. Coupled with the strength of her and her junior brother Wu Feng, they were already stronger than any of the Yao, Ma, and Xu families.
For most monks, this is already a strong backer.
And there are two powerful enemies around them, the Ten Thousand Bones Forest and the Yinhun Sect. They want to be traitors, but who are they colluding with?
Therefore, most people accepted their fate with peace of mind.
Moreover, Mo Ruyan divided everyone into elders, true disciples, inner sects, outer sects, and servants in an orderly manner. Obviously, he wanted to do something. He was not afraid of her not doing anything, but he was afraid of her misbehaving.
As long as the female devil still acts according to the rules, she is the master of a sect, instead of killing innocent people indiscriminately.
As for Xuanmo Sect being a demon cultivator, no one cares. To put it bluntly, everyone is not rich enough to be picky now. Everyone wants to join a famous and decent sect, but no one knows where the door opens.
It’s good if you can cultivate, it doesn’t matter if you practice demonic cultivation or not.
There were more than ten people in the crowd with sad faces, but they were following the path of Zhongzhengping Taoist cultivators or the side sect that was in conflict with the Yin attribute. In this Yin-accumulating place like Eagle Falling Peak, it’s not that you can’t practice, it’s that this cultivation I'm afraid it won't be faster.
If someone practices Taoism with the Sun Fire attribute, they should visualize the rising sun every day and absorb the first rays of the sun in the morning.
But this eagle fell off a cliff and was filled with gloomy energy. Even the spiritual energy in the air was affected and took on the true meaning of gloomy coldness. If you can't see the sun at ordinary times, how can you absorb the rays of the sun? How can the icy cold aura that is usually absorbed be cultivated into a domineering fire?
But if they are asked to give up their own basic skills and switch to demonic skills, they need to completely eliminate their original mana, which is equivalent to starting to gather the seeds of mana again. It will take a lot of time and energy to cultivate to the current level.
But who can give it up?
This made these ten people very worried.
At this time, one person was so anxious that he almost cried. He squeezed out from the crowd, kowtowed a few times, and then made a sound.
"Sir, Master, the younger one is a martial arts master. Although he has no spiritual roots, he is a ghost evil talisman soldier."
"Sir, please show mercy and let me become an outer disciple so that I can learn about the Dao!"
Lu Ye took a look and saw that it was an old slave named Ren Xingyun. This guy is really hardworking sometimes.
According to Mo Ruyan's plan just now, those without spiritual roots will serve as servants.
She captured many people this time, about thirty of them were slaves brought by monks to explore the Xiaowang Mountain Foundation Cave. Most of them were forcibly matured with elixirs and became martial arts masters.
Except for Lu Ye and Ren Xingyun, there was even a martial arts master among them, and the rest were mostly Tie Zang martial arts masters, and the worst one was the Dacheng Steel Bone martial arts master.
Lu Ye lamented that if all the martial arts masters here gathered together and joined any force in the world, they would attract attention, but in the eyes of immortal cultivators, they could only be slaves.
The horizons are really different, the circles are different, and the cognitions are also different.
Ren Xingyun was not willing to be a slave, so he went out to beg Mo Ruyan for mercy. Everyone was sweating for him. The leader of the Mo clan did not seem to be easy to talk to.
But Mo Ruyan enjoyed it quite a bit. This was the first time someone knelt down and kowtowed and called her the master of the sect.
She looked around in the field and smiled.
"You're being sweet, I'm in a good mood today, so I agreed to you..."
"But what's the benefit of being an outer disciple without spiritual roots?"
"Isn't it just spiritual? Really? I will give you one!" She looked at Wu Feng, "Junior brother, this is your specialty!"
Wu Feng nodded and said, "Sister.
He reached out and made a move, and the little joy fell into the dust with a sound, and he was in a state of embarrassment.
Her crotch was not far away from her, and she was almost one with her, riding the happy slave with only half of her body left. He was photographed out of thin air in front of Ren Xingyun.
The Happy Slave only had half of his body left, and he was of the same length as a normal person. His body was as huge as a broken clay statue of King Kong in the temple. At this moment, he was invisibly bound by the magic power. He immediately roared, wild and untamable, with a pair of alms bowls as big as The iron fist roared into the wind and hit Wu Feng.
Wu Feng sneered softly, a thin blood mist swayed from his blood-red robe, immediately exuding a strong smell of blood.
I don’t know what kind of treasure this layer of blood mist is. The Iron Fist of the Happy Slave hit it and caused ripples, but it couldn’t break the defense. The terrifying Iron Fist that used to kill people with a body as strong as tofu now seems to be soft and scratchy. itch.
Punching it in felt like hitting cotton. Not only was it weak, but it also seemed to be stuck.
The happy slave roared loudly, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains. He punched dozens of times in just the blink of an eye. In the end, his fists were tightly wrapped in the blood mist, and they were tied up in the sky, unable to move again.
Little Huanxi covered her mouth and stood there with a look of reluctance, not daring to come over to plead for mercy.
She knew in her heart that Mo Ruyan was taking this opportunity to let his junior brother Wu Feng establish his authority and let them, the "elders", "true disciples", "outer disciples" and "servants", see the methods of this magic sect.
Her mind was wiped out of the happy slave, and she has little potential for cultivation, so she is suitable for use as consumables.
Bah... She thought angrily in her heart that the sect leader must be jealous of my beauty.
Lu Ye frowned and stared closely.
This Ren Xingyun seems to have received a gift, but in fact he is just a target for Mo Ruyan to establish his power. I am afraid that Mo Ruyan will not make it easy for him if he becomes an outer disciple later.
On the field.
Happy Slave was almost covered in blood mist. Even so, he still shook his arms desperately, trying to pull out his fist.
“Have you fought enough?”
Wu Feng grinned ferociously, and a scarlet palm passed through the mist and was printed on the happy slave.
The palm print was no bigger than an ordinary person when it first appeared. After leaving the body, it swelled in the wind. When it reached the front of Happy Slave, it was almost ten feet tall, and it covered all of Happy Slave inside.
There was a bang.
The happy slave screamed, his whole body was blown apart, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.
Everyone was horrified when Wu Feng made another move, and all the broken flesh and blood bags were wrapped around Ren Xingyun who was kneeling on the ground, as if he was covered with bloody human skin.
Ren Xingyun was stunned for a moment, then immediately fell to the ground and screamed, rolling around while the flesh and blood chased him, and finally turned into a blood cocoon, wrapping him tightly inside.
Inside the blood cocoon, Ren Xingyun howled miserably, not like a human voice, and from time to time he would push up a piece of the blood cocoon.
The harder he screamed, the more the cultivators’ necks drooped.
Why does this daredevil’s reward sound so scary?
Some people with advanced cultivation know that Wu Feng is using a unique bone-removing technique, but as far as they know, it takes a long time to perform the bone-removing technique, and it has to be combined with formation pills. How could it be so crude? ?
Some people speculated that it was Wu Feng who directly dispersed the Happy Slave and made a "human elixir" out of his entire body of essence, blood, flesh and blood to catalyze Ren Xingyun's transformation, but this method was too cruel.
He is indeed a member of the Demon Sect, and his actions are domineering, cruel and bloody, beyond ordinary people's imagination.
After a while, there was finally no more screams in the blood cocoon.
Mo Ruyan stretched out his hand and drew it, and an air blade cut through the blood cocoon.
There was only an empty skin left in the Huanxi Slave's huge flesh and blood, but a naked and strong man jumped out from it, it was Ren Xingyun who had been bones removed.
He was originally a hunchbacked dwarf, but now he was as tall as an ordinary person, and his face also changed slightly, as if his original face was mixed with that of the Happy Slave.
Lu Ye glanced down, hey, the Happy Slave was inherited even there, dangling around.
(End of this chapter)