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Chapter 1052 Recruitment

Wu Rong frowned.

The evil energy gathered around him and a human figure appeared.

When he saw the tall figure, the demon hurriedly knelt down on the deck of Yun Nian.

His impression of King Dongyue still remained in legend.

The Ancient Emperor of Dongyue, also known as the Qing Emperor.

The royal city is located in a place where the cloudy sky is extreme, and it is orthodox in the true sense.

All the forces in Yintian are granted the title of King's City.

"Master, what does the letter say?"

Returning to sit down, Tu Shanjun was also very surprised as he scanned the letter back and forth several times before handing it to Wu Rong and saying, "Read it for yourself."

Wu Rong received the letter and unfolded it to take a look.

His complexion changed slightly.

He asked in shock: "Could it be that the other party has the ability to predict the future?"

"Otherwise, how could we be found so accurately? Although we didn't point out our plan, this move clearly shows that the other party has mastered it."

Throughout.

Thousands of words are written eloquently.

Wu Rong could only read four words.

‘Promoted to a higher position.’

"Why did the ancient emperor send the invitation, and it was through someone from the organization?" Wu Rong murmured softly.

"organize?"

Tu Shanjun's eyes darkened, and he spread the rules all over the world, and the strict selection and execution, as well as the code names one by one, seemed to want to reappear the star king in this way.

It would be a big mistake to still regard the other party as a simple killer or an intelligence agency.

"It's not surprising that the Holy King named Lou Jingou has already sent the letter."

Wu Rong nodded slightly and sighed: "I should have stopped him if I had known earlier."

He doesn't want to be associated with great supernatural beings yet.

These people are so enigmatic that they cannot be felt at all on ordinary days, but they are everywhere, as if they are sitting high in the sky and overlooking the world. When ordinary people look up, there is only the blue sky above, and they have no idea of ​​the end of the supernatural power.

As a monk with little knowledge, Wu Rong felt even more uneasy.

Tu Shanjun could see the faint fear lingering in his disciple's heart.

That is the awe of the unknown and the instinct of a monk to stay away from danger.

He comforted him by saying: "The ancient emperor has great supernatural powers. If you can stop him this time, there will be another time. If you go to the cloudy sky, you will one day fall into the eyes of the other party."

Having said this, Tu Shanjun chuckled a few times.

"Master, do we accept the recruitment?"

"When I went to the underworld, it was because of the turbulence of time and space that I fell into the depths of the barrier."

"There..." Tu Shanjun recalled.

"What is implemented is the enfeoffment system, the establishment of feudal states..."

Tushanjun popularized Yintian's system to Wu Rong in his casual conversation.

When he first arrived in the underworld, he was quite surprised, how could there be a feudal system and five levels of titles based on cultivation, that is, Duke, Duke, Boy, and Son.

A duke is also called a 'prince'. Those who reach this stage can be crowned kings, and the analogy follows.

According to Wu Rong's cultivation level, if he couldn't break through Dao Lord, he wouldn't be able to reach the superior Marquis.

Thinking of the Taoist king from the Shura tribe, who was a marquis, Tu Shanjun couldn't help but sigh: "If you don't talk about the matter of making a marquis, you will be able to make thousands of bones wither."

At that time, I really thought that Daojun was too simple, and I just thought that the other party was afraid of the strength I had gained.

It wasn't until he saw the old boatman rowing on the Blood Sea in the Treasure House that he stopped him and explained to him the issues of cultivation and what it means to be close to immortality. He then realized that the old boatman's moral character was definitely not low.

If it weren't for the old boatman, the Taoist Lord of the Shura tribe would probably take action.

After the words fell, Tu Shanjun looked at Wu Rong.

Since Wu Rong chose Yintian, he should have some understanding of Yintian.

After hearing what Master said, Wu Rong immediately activated his meditation method to sweep away the slight fear in his heart.

Seriously analyzed: "The disciples believe that if you really want to establish an underworld in Yintian, you have to accept the royal city's recruitment. The royal city has been orthodox since ancient times. If there is no orthodoxy, everything may not go well."

"Besides, it's difficult for us to accomplish such a big thing by ourselves."

"Not to mention the distance, just the method of transporting troops over long distances makes us think hard."

Wu Rong muttered: "It's a pity that my disciple has not yet attained enlightenment."

"Otherwise, this trip will be more secure."

Tu Shanjun said with a smile: "Your cultivation speed has been astonishingly fast, on par with the great sect saint masters. Besides, there is nothing in this world that is completely certain."

Wu Ronglian said that he was still far away, and while stopping at the cloud chariot, he asked: "How about discussing it with the ancestor first?"

Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly: "It is certainly a good idea to go back to the sect to consult with the ancestors, but once you go back, you will not only face the ancestors, but also a huge sect. The forces of all parties are intertwined. It is easy to go back, but it will be difficult to figure it out again.

Come out soon."

To put it bluntly, Tu Shanjun did not trust Taiyi Shengxian Sect in the face of such a major event.

In the final analysis, the sect is also composed of people. The ancestor can rely on his prestige and strength to make a statement, but that cannot solve the fundamental contradiction.

Now that Wu Rong has returned to the sect, it will be easy for him to fall into trouble.

"You are absolutely right." Wu Rong suddenly realized.

Tu Shanjun looked at Wu Rong.

How could Wu Rong, who was so smart, not know such a simple truth?

The only explanation is that he is still afraid.

Once a person is afraid, he will seek help and shelter, and apart from his master Tu Shanjun, the only person he can think of is his ancestor whom he met not long ago.

Tushanjun clicked between his eyebrows.

Lead forward.

A blood jade gourd appeared in his hand.

Shake it.

The palm-sized gourd expanded in another circle.

Looking at the gourd in front of him, Tu Shanjun had a complicated expression and said in a deep voice: "If it hadn't been for the supreme sword energy passed down by the jade statue of the ancestor, I wouldn't have had the courage to deal with the great supernatural power."

He will never forget the brilliance and beauty of this sword energy, as well as the unparalleled courage it gave him.

Even if it is faced with a cross-border attack with great supernatural powers, it can resist it.

From then on, Tu Shanjun truly understood that great powers are still monks, not immortals.

The monks will be defeated and perish.

Their realm is high and their path is profound, but they still cannot transcend.

Relatively speaking, it is just powerful. Just like the great monks I faced when I was practicing qi. Which one is not stronger than me, why would I be afraid and why should I be afraid?

"Now I pass it on to you!"

Tu Shanjun stretched out his hand and handed over the blood jade gourd.

Wu Rong was stunned.

The demon on the side widened his eyes and stared at the blood jade gourd.

It suddenly remembered what happened back then. At that time, the old devil was kicked out of Taiyi Sect, but something strange happened before leaving the mountain gate. The old devil asked it if it had seen anything, and it said that it had seen nothing.

I suspect it was a ghost attack.

However, the old devil knocked it and said he was a ghost.

It turns out that at that time, it was not a ghost attack, but a supreme sword energy passed down from the jade statue of the ancestor, which is now placed in the gourd of Yuan Shengsheng Demon.

Listening to the old devil's story again, this sword energy can really compete with the great cross-border supernatural power.

But now, he wants to pass this thing that contains terrifying power to someone.

Wu Rong stretched out his palms tremblingly.

He really wanted to say that as long as such a treasure was in the master's hands, it would be the same as his own, and there was no need to pass it on to him specially.

Seeing his master's divine eyes, which were like the birth and death of an abyss, and his firm expression, he knew that his refusal was not the right time.

But he didn't dare to answer it.

He couldn't imagine the power of this terrifying treasure.

"Take it."

Like a magic sound.

Wu Rong slowly stretched out his hand and finally touched the blood jade gourd.

This moment.

An unspeakable mysterious feeling emerged in his heart.

It was as if what he touched was not a gourd at all, but the blessings of demons and gods.

The demons defended him, and the ancient gods protected him.

Until the pale ghost hand with thick oval nails was lowered, he completely controlled the entire gourd, and he could faintly feel the mist in the gourd.

It was obvious that the gourd only weighed two ounces, but it seemed as if it weighed hundreds of millions, making Wu Rong's whole body completely straight.

"I still want you to promise me."

"Disciple agrees."

Tu Shanjun looked at Wu Rong and said in a deep voice: "After all, the Calabash Sword Qi cannot be used by a truly powerful person. It must not be used except as a last resort."

"Even if my body collapses in front of you and the avenue is annihilated, don't use it."

"So when should I use it?"

"There is only one kind of moment."

"Help."

"Save your own life,"

"As long as you are alive, there is hope."

Wu Rong nodded firmly: "Disciple understands!"

He knew what the Master meant. As long as he was still alive, the Master could use the evil spirit of the Soul Flag to regroup his body.

In other words, the master is indeed the spirit of the soul flag.

As long as the soul flag remains alive, the main soul will never truly die.

All he has to do is save his own life.

Wu Rong carefully put the gourd into the sea of ​​consciousness and stored it.

Now he is completely relaxed.

There is no more tension as before.

He once again regained his former calm.

He said calmly: "Turn the rudder, cloudy sky, Dongyue King City."

"Here!"

The ghost general guarding outside the cloud chariot bowed and saluted.

The cloud chariot flies around.

Set sail on a completely different route.



Passed the test.

Take out the road guide and step onto the Tongtian Bridge.

The Junji Mountains are located at the intersection of three rivers.

Up to Qingtian and down to Zhen Netherworld.

It is Dongyue Mountain.

It is said that Dongyue Mountain was once a section of Mount Tai.

In the mythical age, he was cut off and fell into the netherworld, and this is how Dongyue Mountain came into existence.

Dongyue is still secretly connected with Mount Tai, one of the three mountains.

Relying on Dongyue Mountain to build a city, the city is actually more like a huge ghost kingdom. The king who sits in the royal city is the Dongyue King of this generation.

"So, King Dongyue and Emperor Qing are not the same person?"

The young man on the Nine-Headed Ghost Car looked at the old man sitting cross-legged on the main seat and asked in surprise.

"The name of the king of Dongyue King City is indeed Dongyue King and that one is not the same person, but that one is the first generation Dongyue King after all, so there is no problem in calling the other person Dongyue King respectfully."

The old man slowly opened his eyes and explained to the young man.

The young man didn't care about those ancient legends. He said with joy on his face: "You are always granted the title of Marquis."

"From now on, we, the Sky-horned Demon Clan, can have a place in this underworld."

"It is said that many powerful people have been conferred this time."

"How many."

The old man smiled and nodded, and said with a smile: "They are all old friends. I am not surprised that they can reach this level."

"I heard that the ancestor of the Shura tribe also emerged from seclusion."

"Shura's civil strife has been completely eliminated."

"The current Holy Master has greatly improved in strength and has a good chance. You should also work hard."

"Disciple understands!"

Later.


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