The main hall is not magnificent, but rather plain. The exquisite furnishings further reflect the beauty of the main hall. Ye Chen's sitting posture is not correct. He seems to be lying on the chief seat of the main hall, looking at the thousands of subordinates under him.

At this time, the hearts of the thousands of subordinates were already boiling. Although these thousands of young people have lived for more than a hundred years, they have never experienced a major disaster, and their mentality is still like that of children. When they see war, they feel excited and excited. Because of this,

Only in the 'Zhushen Pavilion' can we rise step by step.

"Now that we are ready, can we recruit disciples?"

Wang Liang asked Ye Chen weakly, because he also thought about becoming an elder.

"Because our sect has just been established, it is impossible for anyone to join this sect that has no reputation in the world of cultivation. We must find a way."

Zhuge Ming's eyes rolled in his sockets, and Ye Chen quickly asked: "Xiao Ming, I know you have already figured out a way, tell me."

"Brother Chen, there is a way. All disciples who enter Kunlun and other major sects need to pay ten top-quality spiritual stones every year. There are many poor people near our sect who cannot enter such major sects, so we can waive it.

Fees, let them come in first,"

Ye Chen nodded in agreement, looked happy, and shouted: "Okay, Xiao Ming, without further ado, there are only a hundred years until the competition between the various sects in the world of cultivation. Although this hundred years is a long time, it is still very important.

For us, it is very short. It takes us a hundred years to train a person who has no cultivation into a cultivator in the tribulation period. It is even more difficult to learn the major magic formations. Now I

Just go with you and recruit three disciples."

Zhuge Ming showed an excited smile, walked in front of Ye Chen, and pulled Ye Chen out.

The ‘God-killing Pavilion’ is only ten miles away from the nearby small village. Ye Chen and Zhuge Ming did not even use teleportation, they flew directly in the air.

Although the small village is poor, it does not mean eating less and drinking less. If a cultivator starves to death, it will be a serious sin. In the world of cultivation, poverty only means that the clothes are not luxurious and the use of good magic weapons is not possible.

Use spiritual stones to improve your cultivation.

Ye Chen and Zhang Yue landed in the village. Their gorgeous clothes immediately attracted the attention of the villagers. At the same time, they began to wonder, why did the disciples of the sect come to such a small village like ours? Could it be that someone in the village had offended them?

"Who are you two??"

A middle-aged man walked up to Ye Chen and looked at the two of them.

Ye Chen felt his hair grow pale and shivered, and said, "The newly established sect 'Zhushen Pavilion' wants to accept three disciples in this village. Is it possible?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen in surprise, quickly searching for the name of the God-killing Pavilion in his mind, and secretly thought, 'I have only heard of the Killing God Sect, why haven't I heard of the God-killing Pavilion?'

But thinking about it, in order to save the face of Ye Chen and the other two, he still said respectfully: "'God-killing Pavilion'? I have long admired the name, I wonder what kind of disciples you two want to recruit? I am the village chief of this village.

"

Ye Chen looked at the middle-aged man with disgust, and said that he had admired his name for a long time. The God-killing Pavilion had just been established, and he only knew about the major sects in the world of cultivation. The rest of the people knew nothing about it, so why did he admire him for so long?

"As long as there are three young people, our sect does not charge any fees."

"No fee?" The middle-aged man's eyes visibly lit up.

"Yes, but we only accept three disciples."

The middle-aged man got a little excited. He was working in a hotel in Fengluan City during his Nascent Soul stage and had three children. It happened that three people could enter the God-killing Pavilion. Although the God-killing Pavilion was not famous at all, they could still learn from it.

If you learn advanced skills, you will be able to achieve great things in the future, unlike yourself.

"Is there any problem?" Ye Chen couldn't help but remind him after seeing the middle-aged man smiling. He was stunned for a while.

"No, no, it's just that I happen to have three children. I wonder if 'Zhushen Pavilion' will accept them?"

Ye Chen felt happy and nodded quickly: "Of course, because our sect is a new sect, these three disciples will be trained by me personally, but it will not be that easy for the next batch of disciples who want to enter the God-killing Pavilion."
Chapter completed!