The sound of "Ding Ding Dang" sounded, and a long team walked through the fog. The chain created by the stainless steel connected the front and back of the beast. Between the chains, there was a sound of ‘Ding Ding Dang’.
Zhang Cundao was sitting on a pack animal. This pack animal looked like a mule, but was much larger than a mule. Its back was broad. In addition to Zhang Cundao, there were three other people and some supplies with him.
At this time, a person next to him suddenly said to him: "Brother Zhang, there is good realgar wine here, why don't you drink some with us?"
The monk who spoke was named Dong Qi, a steward of the caravan. He was holding a glass of dim wine in his hand and was smiling fawningly at Zhang Cundao.
Zhang Cundao nodded and said, "I happen to be thirsty too." After he finished speaking, he took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The unique spiciness of the realgar wine passed through his throat, making him feel a little unaccustomed to it.
Most fine wines are fragrant, but this realgar wine is not. There is a large amount of realgar in this thing, which will cause poisoning for ordinary people. Monks can take it, and the people of the Huangquan Sect especially like to drink realgar wine.
Watching Zhang Cundao drink the wine, the smile on Dong Qi's face became even warmer. He said: "Brother Zhang is young and is already a ninth-level body-protecting monk. If he is selected by the sect this time, he will be promoted to the divine light soon.
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Zhang Cundao nodded after hearing this and said: "If you are selected by the sect, it will be as you said. But if you are not selected by the sect, then everything will be over."
Dong Qi smiled and said: "Brother Zhang is too humble, which the Huangquan Sect doesn't like. But with Brother Zhang's ability, joining the sect shouldn't be a big problem."
While the two were talking, the beasts of burden suddenly started to stir, and the chains that locked them began to shake violently, and the clanking sounds suddenly became chaotic.
The next second, a large number of fog demons suddenly rushed out of the fog and rushed towards the caravan.
When Zhang Cundao saw this scene, he immediately sprouted butterfly wings on his back and flew up suddenly. After he flew up, he waved his hand, and countless threads shot out from his hand, hitting the surrounding fog monsters.
The silk thread in his hand is the silk thread spun out by the Jade Silkworm and Jade Butterfly in its larval stage. This silk thread is as thin as hair and as strong as steel. It is not afraid of axes or flames, and is as powerful as a sharp blade when wielded.
The green silkworms and jade butterflies sent by the sect have all been hatched. The newly hatched jade butterfly larvae are like sesame seeds, black and small. However, after raising them for a few days, they ate some empty mulberry leaves and have now turned into termites.
Although they are still very small, they have turned white. As time goes by, these small silkworms will turn green and become veritable green silkworms.
Nowadays, these little silkworms are placed in the insect basket around Zhang Cundao's waist, and they eat nothing but food every day.
The quantity of silk threads spun out by the little silkworms is not yet large, and the quality has not yet reached its best. But it is enough for Zhang Cundao, a monk of the 'Ninth Level of Body Protection'.
He grabbed the silk thread and waved it, and the butterfly wings behind his back flapped, ruthlessly cutting apart the mist monsters.
Dong Qi, who was standing on the back of the beast, let the beast slave control the beast while watching Zhang Cundao show off his power. There was a glint in his eyes. The strength of this monk who was acting as a guard on the way should not be underestimated.
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Although Dong Qi's cultivation level is very low, he is very accurate in judging people. Today, Zhang Cundao looks dilapidated and can't even get out the empty mulberry leaves to feed his own silkworms, but his potential is extremely strong. If he is in
Make good friends with him at this time, and it will definitely help you in the future.
Nowadays, the Insect Dao is very powerful in the Huangquan Sect. This monk is also a member of the Insect Dao. If he enters the Huangquan Sect, he will definitely enter the lineage of the Insect Dao in the Underworld. In the future, if his cultivation level is improved and his status is improved, then he will pick it up.
A big leak.
Dong Qi is well versed in the art of cultivating goods. He understands that when investing in any industry, there is no need to invest a single talent to make money. And the monk Zhang in front of him is a talent worthy of his investment.
The attack of the fog monsters came and retreated just as quickly. In less than half a quarter of an hour, all the fog monsters retreated into the fog, and the caravan suffered no losses. Everyone continued on their way.
Zhang Cundao landed on the back of the beast, and Dong Qi, who had made up his mind, came up to him and whispered to Zhang Cundao: "Brother Zhang, do you want to join the Underworld Worm Path?"
Zhang Cundao nodded, and then asked: "What does Manager Dong mean by this? Does Manager Dong have some connections?"
Dong Qi shook his head and said: "I don't have any connections. I am just a small steward of the caravan. But I know that the disciple of Huangquan Sect in charge of recruiting people this time is named Lang Muqing. This monk Lang is from Huangquan Ghost Dao."
The monk likes the graceful female ghost the most. If you can have a good relationship with him, then getting started will not be a problem."
When Zhang Cundao heard this, he understood what the person in front of him meant. He cupped his hands in front of Dong Qi and said, "Manager Dong said this, there must be a way. Please teach me, Manager Dong."
Dong Qi nodded with a smile and said: "I got a treasure by chance, which is a round fan. There is a female ghost living in this fan. If you give this treasure to Brother Lang, plus Brother Zhang, your own
Ability, I think you can basically get started."
Having said this, Zhang Cundao naturally knew that this man had other intentions, and he said calmly: "Then how can I make Manager Dong cut off his love?"
Manager Dong smiled and said: "I don't have any other request, just to form a good relationship."
Zhang Cundao took a deep look at him. This kind of person who doesn't ask for a price on the spot is actually the most troublesome, because he may ask for more in the future. If he asks for a price now, Zhang Cundao is now "poor and useless", so naturally he can't make any profit.
But if Zhang Cundao's strength and status rise in the future, then the things he can get in exchange for this 'good fate' are not small.
Zhang Cundao pondered for a moment, and now he was playing the role of a down-and-out monk. Except for his good talent, which he had cultivated to the ninth level of body protection, the rest was useless. The people of Jiucaixia Sect believed that with this 'talent', he could enter
Huangquan Sect should not be difficult.
But who are the people of the Jiucaixia Sect, and who are the people of the Huangquan Sect. The people of the Jiucaixia Sect are more decent and fair in doing things.
But I have seen Zhang Cundao, a member of the Huangquan Sect. It is their nature to be selfish, and it has long been their rule to not be able to afford anything without benefit. So what if they are talented? There are so many talented people in this world, do they all have to enter?
Huangquanzong?
If you really want to safely enter the Huangquan Sect, you still have to give gifts and go through the back door.
Zhang Cundao nodded and said, "Since Manager Dong thinks so highly of me, I will accept your favor."
Hearing what Zhang Cundao said, Dong Qi also smiled and said, "I'll get the treasure for you right now."
Dong Qi was actually betting that Zhang Cundao was a man of his word. If Zhang Cundao took his treasure and turned against him, he would have no choice.
This is the risk of investment. There is no business in this world that is guaranteed to make money without losing money. Things that are reinsurance will have troubles. But Dong Qi still believes in his own vision and believes that he has not seen the wrong person.
Not long after, he took out a wooden box. When he opened the box, there was a round fan inside. There was a woman who looked like a palace maid embroidered on the round fan. When Zhang Cundao looked at her for the first time, she also looked at Zhang Cundao, and then
He quickly lowered his head and did not dare to move.
This timid look is like a night-bloom hanging low under the moon, which is quite endearing.
Zhang Cundao's eyes lit up when he saw this treasure, and he immediately said: "It's really a good thing. I think that Brother Lang will definitely like it."
Brother Lang is a member of the underworld ghost path. Since he likes female ghosts, he is naturally attracted to this female ghost. This gift that suits his liking will definitely make everything smooth sailing.
After receiving Dong Qi's gift, the relationship between the two became much closer in the following time. Dong Qi was the steward of this caravan, but he was a man with big ambitions.
After traveling for an unknown number of days, the caravan arrived at the 'Sanhechuan Blessed Land'. After trading a large number of corpses and slaves, the caravan set off again towards Wangchuan Town.
Finally, after walking for who knows how many days, the caravan finally entered Wangchuan Town. The people in the caravan began to trade. Zhang Cundao followed the crowd to Huangquan Sect.
After entering the Underworld Sect, the sun in the sky turned into a red sun. Seeing this bloody sun in the Underworld after a long absence, Zhang Cundao even felt a sense of nostalgia.
These days are the days when the gates of Huangquan Sect are opened and disciples are accepted. Huangquan Sect has a large turnover of personnel, so it recruits disciples frequently. Many monks who have dreams and wish to achieve greatness will come to Huangquan Sect.
After entering the mountain gate, the prospective disciples gathered in the open space of the mountain gate. Everyone was silent, waiting for the arrival of the recruited disciples.
After a while, a fat monk with short limbs rode over on a black-haired wild boar.
After the man arrived, he stood on the back of a large wild boar and looked at everyone levelly.
"I am the one responsible for recruiting new disciples this time. You can call me Brother Lang. Although the Huangquan Sect has all kinds of teachings, it does not recruit everyone. Those with mediocre qualifications are not accepted, those with a weak mentality are not accepted, and those with no eye contact are accepted.
The same is not true. You all understand."
Most of the people who came here knew this, and everyone was silent. Then the monk sat cross-legged on the wild boar and said carelessly: "Okay, come to my place to sign up."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in yellow clothes walked up. He said something next to Brother Lang, and then took out something and stuffed it into his hand.
This is the style of Huang Quan Sect, both accepting and giving bribes are naked.
Brother Lang took a look at the thing handed over and immediately cursed: "You poor man, what kind of bullshit did you give me? Do I need a piece of fake jade like you? Give it to me.
roll!"
After he finished speaking, he waved his short hand vigorously, and the man in yellow flew out of the air and fell more than ten feet away. He struggled for a long time before getting up.
When other people saw this scene, they were also upset. If the gift was not given well, would they also be beaten?
Several monks' expressions changed, they pinched the things in their arms, then secretly withdrew from the crowd and returned to Wangchuan Town.
The people who stayed behind were silent, and the next person walked up, took out a box from his arms and handed it over.
Brother Lang was still a little angry at this time. He snorted coldly, took the box and opened it to take a look. Then he let out a light sigh, reached out and tapped in the box.
I saw a little red powder on his fat and short fingers, and then he smelled it, licked it, and then smiled and said: "Not bad, it is good rouge bone powder, just suitable for my darlings."
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After saying this, he put the box away, and his expression on the man's face became much better. He took out a token and said, "You are very destined to this sect. With this token, you can go and become a disciple."
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In the Huangquan Sect, disciples may or may not become a disciple. However, the disciples who do not become a disciple have almost no backing and will be bullied miserably. The situation of the disciples who become a disciple will be much better if they have a master to take care of them and have fellow disciples to help them.
Apprenticeship is also very particular. Most of the time it's about giving gifts to build relationships, and being courteous. If no master wants you, it's really going to be miserable.
The Huangquan Sect is a cruel society. There is no tenderness or help. It is all about exchanges of interests and relationships. People who cannot tolerate this kind of atmosphere will regard it as hell. But those who can tolerate this kind of atmosphere will even be like a fish in water.
People regard it as paradise.
One person came forward, some were rejected, and some were accepted. After a while, the obese monk received a large number of gifts, and his face was so full of fat that his facial features were buried.
When there were not many people around, Zhang Cundao walked forward and handed the box over. As he got closer, Zhang Cundao could smell the strong fragrance of powder on the man's body. The aroma was so strong that it even made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Monk Lang opened the box and saw the round fan inside. He was slightly startled, and then his face was overjoyed. He moved his hand, and the round fan flew into his hand, and he couldn't put it down and touched it.
"This is Shiba Chai, the maid of Yong Zhen, the ancestor of Ghost Road. I heard that he collected 18 outstanding women with beautiful natural beauty, refined them into fan ghosts using secret methods, and then sealed them into the 18 round fans he made. All it takes is
A gentle shake will release the ghost from this fan."
As he spoke, he gently shook the fan, and a stream of black smoke was slowly blown out. She soon transformed into a woman with skin like cream, face like peach cheeks, neither plump nor frugal, neither vulgar nor flattering.
When she suddenly appeared and saw so many people, she was so frightened that she took a step back and covered half of her face with the fan in her hand, looking as timid as a little rabbit.
This kind of behavior seemed a bit bitchy. But in the eyes of Brother Lang, it hit his heart one after another.
"My baby! Don't be afraid, come to me, my brother loves you." He said, and grabbed the woman. The woman also said "ah" and fell down in the arms of Brother Lang.
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Brother Lang hugged the soft jade and immediately burst into laughter.
When Zhang Cundao saw this scene, he frowned secretly in his heart. This lineage of ghosts in the underworld is indeed not normal. This is a female ghost, are you so happy?
He coughed lightly, interrupting Brother Lang's smile. Brother Lang said: "Your gift is very good, this is your token. Junior brother, are you interested in joining our Underworld Ghost Path? If you want, I can introduce you."