After disposing of the bodies of the Qingyun Sect disciples, He Zhao left the dense forest as if nothing had happened.
As for the first-generation leader of Longshoufang, if he learns that the envoy sent by the sect is dead, will he become furious and destroy the six fongshi that the other party is responsible for notifying?
He personally is not worried at all. Putting aside the fact that Gao Yue is a little transparent, no one cares about him when nothing happens, and no one is willing to help when something happens.
The real core of his sect obviously starts with the elite disciples (the realm of pill masters), followed by the true disciples (the Yin Shen realm). A mere evil spirit practitioner with perfect pulse building is still not up to the standard of a big fight.
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It was a calm journey and we returned to Ping'an Fang smoothly.
He walked past the archway and went straight to the master's house.
It's late now, about two o'clock in the afternoon.
Wei Shan was sitting in the living room, flipping through ancient books, looking like an old god, completely free of the worries he had not long ago.
"arranged?"
"Um."
Master Jianyi didn't say much. It was a matter of family continuation and he obviously didn't want to talk about it. If more people knew about it, there would be more risk of leakage, so we had to be cautious.
Even if the person asking is his cheap disciple, he cannot let go and tell him.
"I want a method that can conceal my aura. Don't mess with me. It will kill someone." The famous ruthless man was referring to his own life, not Lao Wei's.
"..." Ping'an Boss rolled his eyes. A cheap apprentice would be good anywhere. No matter in terms of talent or temperament, they are all top-notch. Especially when he learned about the evil beast, he chose to hide it until the matter was completed.
Afterwards, Fang opened his mouth to reveal it. But he only had a bit of knowledge that made people laugh or cry, and he was like a newbie in the world of evil refining.
"The best way to conceal one's aura is a popular one." After saying this, Wei Shan took out a handwritten book from his storage bag. The book was very thin, with only five or six pages in it. You could flip through it just a few times.
Finished reading.
""The Art of Condensing Evil"?"
It sounds as ordinary as the "Iron Shirt" in martial arts.
"I have been reading ancient books for hundreds of years, and I know a lot of things. "The Art of Retaining Evil" seems to have no merit, it is just a common technique.
In fact, this is not the case. There once was a demon refining man who was tortured by a curse since his childhood because his father offended others. The caster refused to take his life and tortured him repeatedly without killing him. When he grew up, the other person entered the world of evil refining.
The first Tao-protecting technique that I practiced was the "Spell Containment Technique".
This person was very perseverant. As his strength and cultivation increased, he never forgot the technique he started practicing. Then, the person who had cursed him since he was a child suddenly discovered one day that his target was missing.
People seem to disappear from the world. Even if I try my best to find hair, birth date, or even blood relatives as a medium, there is no response.
So, he had no choice but to give up. When he was fighting with others, he died and his soul disappeared. He was beaten to pieces and didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated."
"Don't you, old man, want to tell me that the reason why the other party was able to get rid of the curse without being found was precisely because of the "Spell Containment Technique"?"
After Wu Renzhao finished speaking, Wei Shan immediately slapped his thigh.
"right!"
After a pause, he continued.
"I once found a manuscript that recorded this person's deeds. In the book, it is said that he has practiced the "Shu Shu" to a level that has never been achieved before or since.
Not only can it hide evil spirits, realm, and cultivation, it can also fundamentally erase [one's own] existence. Those spells and tracking techniques that require blood, hair, and birth dates are completely ineffective."
[Congratulations to the player, you have learned the "Spell Condensation Technique"! 】
While the master was talking, he immediately flipped through the book.
["The Art of Condensing Evil" (rough proficiency): 0/100, after being improved by an alternative genius who suffered from curses, it has unparalleled hidden abilities.
(Note: Please be sure not to use it and sneak into some boudoirs, bathrooms and other places.)】
'Then I must practice!'
He Zhao always felt that the simulator was a hint for him to practice diligently.
"goodbye."
After getting the technique, he turned around and opened the door to leave.
Wei Shan: "Are you polite?"
You really treat me as a tool. When you are using it, you will be a master. When you are no longer using it, you will throw it away with a goodbye.
"he,tui~~~"
Returning to the boss's house, he immediately started to spend a lot of proficiency points in the room specially set aside for him.
【-100 proficiency (small success)】
【......】
[-500 proficiency (small success)]
【......】
[-1000 proficiency (small success)]
【......】
【-5000 Proficiency (Perfect)】
【......】
【-10000 proficiency (perfect)】
["The Art of Condensing Evil" (reaching the pinnacle)]
In the upper left corner of the line of sight, a series of information prompts pop up.
Fortunately, when he was refining the great tonic elixir, he gained a lot of perfect level proficiency, otherwise he would not have been able to reach the pinnacle of the "Spell Condensation Technique".
["The Art of Condensing Evil" (reaching the pinnacle): After being improved by an alternative genius who suffered from spells, he has unparalleled hidden abilities.
As long as the user does not take the initiative to expose his strength in front of others, no one can detect the user's true strength and details through any spell.
The unique ability to suppress evil can erase one's own existence and disappear in the long river of destiny. Although some methods are powerful, they cannot spy on the user's past and future.
It makes all the curses, tracking techniques, and calculation techniques in the world malfunction, and will alert others when they use curses, tracking, and calculations.
(Note: The world is big and you can reach it.)]
Proficiency is not in vain.
It is equivalent to covering oneself with a layer of immune curse, tracking, and calculation BUFFs, allowing one to act more unscrupulously, at least without having to worry about powerful enemies coming to your door.
"awesome."
The street-carrying technique may not be as bad as imagined, but no one has practiced it to a certain level.
"This way, I will be more confident."
"Liesha."
As he finished speaking, his alluring aura gradually weakened until he was completely restrained. His cultivation plummeted from the Yin Shen realm, and only after he had perfected his pulses did he stabilize.
"He who helps himself will be helped by God, and God will always be with him."
Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, he seems to be an ordinary member among thousands of evil spirits, with no flaws at all.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
"Hey, hey, the first-generation Dragon Head Boss, here I come."
Turn around, open the door and leave the house.
After leaving Ping'an Square, in a secluded corner, his appearance quickly aged.
The age of a seventeen-year-old boy immediately jumped to twenty-seven or eight years old.
"Can."
"rub--"
The figure flashed, running towards the direction of Longshoufang like lightning.
He wants to become a great thief and steal the skills related to advancing to the Dharma Realm from the Qingyun Sect.
"It's a pity that Gao Yue is so weak that he doesn't even know a little bit of information about the Yin Shen Realm. If you give me some clues, you won't take the risk of tricking a sect that has a golden body and a powerful person."
Although the surnamed Gao is an inner disciple, he knows a lot about Xinyue Kingdom and the public news within the sect. Anyone who is more senior will be confused when asked.
Sailing to the New World?
He has never considered why people would use all their knowledge to build a huge divine boat that can sail in the underworld and break through barriers?
Even if I think with my toes, I know in my heart that crossing the sea is a luxury.
...
In Longshou Square, He Zhao looked at the familiar archway and the familiar buildings around him and smiled.
The last time I came here was more than a month ago.
Looking up, I saw a giant ship that covered the sky and sun, quietly floating thousands of meters above the sky.
Anyone who saw Shenzhou would marvel at the strength of the first generation Longshoufang master sect.
'More than three thousand meters long, at least more than seven hundred meters wide, and one hundred and fifty meters high.'
You call this thing a boat?
Grass (a kind of general plant), it is understandable to say that Big Mac is a city in the sky.
Although I don't know the internal structure, it can accommodate 60,000 to 70,000 people, so it should be easy.
‘It was definitely not built on the spur of the moment. Gao Yue said that from when the ferocious beast destroyed the sect’s headquarters to when it came to seek refuge in an overseas island country, how could it be built so quickly in just three months.’
Having said that, there are many people in the first-class sect, right?
The total number of people who fled to the Moon Eclipse Kingdom was less than five hundred.
In addition, the Shenzhou can accommodate 60,000 people.
A conservative estimate is that at its peak, the Qingyun Sect definitely had more than 60,000 disciples.
'It has dropped sharply from sixty thousand to less than five hundred. It is not surprising that some disciples have left the sect during the escape, but not many. If you do some calculations, the casualties are not only heavy, but the sect is almost wiped out!'
Tragic, too tragic.
When he entered Longshoufang, he was in a room inside the Sky Shenzhou.
The first generation leader of Longshou Fang is discussing matters with the new head brother and three supreme elders.
"Senior brother, we must recruit disciples, otherwise our Qingyun Sect..."
Liu Yong did not continue, because the reality was really unacceptable.
"Alas, I think that when my sect was at its peak, we had 150,000 disciples. In the end, in a matter of seconds, an evil beast destroyed the sect and wiped out the sect. Thanks to the Shenji Sect for not adding insult to injury, the Shenzhou that was ordered more than ten years ago was delivered as agreed.
Otherwise, we really want to leave no one alive."
The current head, the thirty-second generation chief disciple, said with emotion.
"Xiao Heng, this is not the time to talk about this. What do you think of Xiao Yong's proposal?" The three Supreme Elders all had white beards and hair, and their breath was weak. They looked like they were ready to go.
"Recruit."
What can be done?
With less than 500 people, it can be called a sect, but at best it can be regarded as a gang that is not popular on the streets of Xinyue Kingdom.
The senior brother's name is Zhang Heng. In his opinion, a small island country can only have a few talents.
"Let's discuss the criteria for becoming a sect disciple."
After the words fell, the five people quickly started discussing.
Although the Qingyun Sect is on the verge of being wiped out, it is better to lower the standard of accepting disciples than before, but it cannot be lowered too much. It is still necessary to maintain the face of the once large sect.
The next day, He Zhao was in the inn, thinking about how to steal. If not, he could only risk attacking the so-called thirty-third generation true disciples, the Seven Sons of Qingyun.
Who would have thought that I would give you a pillow when I feel sleepy?
As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw countless people crowded in front of a wall discussing.
"Um?"
He stepped forward and relied on his strong body to force his way out. He stood in front of the wall and looked at the yellow cloth hanging on it and the message written on it.
"May all your wishes come true?"
Read it word for word, then turn around and squeeze out again.
The general meaning of what is written in the book is that the sect of the first generation Longshoufang master plans to open its doors wide and recruit some talented disciples.
Of course, recruitment is not unconditional.
The cultivation level must be in Perfect Pulse Building, and the age must not be more than one hundred years old. The Dan realm is also acceptable, but the age must not be more than two hundred years old. The Yin Shen realm? Don't make trouble!
They never thought from the beginning to the end that a ferocious person from the Yin Shen Realm would appear on this tiny island.
Anyway, when the man named Liu came back, he inquired that after the Demon Refining World of Shiyue Kingdom got an Evil Beast from him, there had never been any lucky ones again.
In order to prevent some people from trying to fish in troubled waters, a line of font on the yellow cloth was bolded and enlarged to warn that once discovered, one's cultivation would be completely destroyed and thrown out of the market to fend for oneself.
The recruitment location is - the boss's mansion.
At the same time, on the Shenzhou in the sky, Qingyun Sect disciples took small flying boats and flew away in all directions.
It seems that they should go to other cities and put up notices.
"I never thought that one day I would be in the same sect as the elder Liu."
The main reason for the last generation of Longshoufang is that if he knew about it, he might be able to crawl out of the ground alive.
In Fang City, which has a population of more than 300,000, there are naturally many evil spirits, and there are also many who meet the requirements. In addition, there are some people who like to watch the excitement, and there are seas of people from all four directions, all flocking to the Fangzhu Mansion.
He Zhao didn't even have to lift his legs to walk. People were squeezing each other, holding him between them, and he was able to reach his destination without touching his feet.
"Get out of here if you're watching, I'll break your legs if you believe it or not."
In front of the boss's house, the team members responsible for maintaining discipline on the scene were shouting at the top of their lungs.
Forced by intimidation, everyone finally stopped crowding forward, and some people who did not meet the requirements automatically moved back, leaving a large open space in front of the mansion.
"Come on, come in one by one, don't blame me for not reminding you. Those who don't meet the requirements must not try to take advantage of the loopholes, otherwise it will be a matter of life or death."
After the words fell, a group of people who wanted to worship at the door squeezed out of the sea of people and queued up very consciously.
"Enter."
The door of the mansion opened, and people filed in in front of the door.
About a hundred people were put in, and the two red doors were closed.
A quarter of an hour later, the door opened, throwing out a dozen people whose cultivation had been crippled.
"A hundred years old is a hundred years old, not even one more day."
I understand, someone is being clever and thinks that the Qingyun Sect cannot find out the extra days.
Then, tragedy happened.
But they were able to find out accurately, and according to what was written on the yellow cloth, they all gave up their hard work and threw them out the door.
Thinking about it, that's true. Although the Qingyun Sect was almost wiped out in the Xinyue Kingdom, it was a serious super sect in the Shiyue Kingdom.
Anyone who wants to worship inside is like a crucian carp crossing a river.
"next batch!"
Following the disciplinary captain's shouts, another hundred people were put in.
He Zhao: "..."
Why does it feel like going to a meeting to choose a concubine?
"boom!
"
A quarter of an hour later, the door opened, and a few more unlucky guys whose cultivation base was crippled were thrown out.
"To say perfect pulse building means perfect pulse building. What is perfect pulse building? The five evil spirits of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, not gold, gold, gold, gold."
"next batch!"
This time, it's finally the ruthless man's turn.
He took big steps and followed the other ninety-nine people into the boss's mansion.