The thoughts of most monsters are direct and simple. Balian did not talk about the future trends and principles of the world like Su and Yin did. He did not even waste too much words to sensationalize and try to impress the hearts of these monsters.
He only said a simple sentence: "I want to be your master."
Since you want to have other plans for this world, it is naturally impossible to be alone. Balian is not a saint who has complete knowledge and conduct, and is a perfect saint. Since he has aspirations, he will naturally not hold on to those upright and undemanding saints.
A gentleman is acting like a gentleman.
He did not explain any more, but for these more than a thousand monsters, spending huge sums of money to buy them and then become their masters was not an excessive request.
After all, for human beings who are pursuing profits, who would be willing to act as a fake good person who takes advantage of others and do things like buying monsters and releasing them?
Of course, this is how demons view people. As for the demon itself, although the emperor's seal of Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan is blessed by him and has been passed down from generation to generation, this does not mean that the demon has been affected by this powerful thing.
The desperate immortal power tamed him into a slave.
Demons are born to be unruly and proud.
So much so that even though they were shackled with slave rings and imprisoned in animal cages for training, their dormant ferocity would still burst out from time to time, and they would fight back and bite the demon trainers to death.
Even after some monsters are brought back to their homes by buyers, many people mistakenly believe that they have completely tamed the monsters. After three to five years, they are accidentally eaten again.
In terms of demon training methods, Balian can't even compare to a high-level demon trainer. At least for demon trainers, they are familiar with demon nature. No matter how strong their purpose is, they will never do anything in the process of domestication.
Say it bluntly: I want to be your master.
This is a big taboo for demon training!
But the monsters, big and small, lying on the hill did not show any particularly ferocious behavior after hearing this taboo word.
Maybe it's because Bai Lian showed his strong side in Yu Tower and convinced them deeply.
Or it could be said that when the young princess of the Chang Ting clan opened the Xuanshui Formation with no regard for the lives of demons, it was Balian who took them into the demon control ring out of kindness, instead of putting them into the demon control ring.
They use human shields to offset the power of the Xuanshui Formation.
The demon is cruel, but also kind.
But knowing kindness does not mean that they will put down their dignity and dignity and become slaves to others.
Even though there is no place for monsters in the world, they still yearn for freedom.
Even if that piece of freedom is full of traps and dangers, it is still better than being a caged bird.
Just as he was hesitating, Bailian said another sentence very calmly: "You can come and go according to your own will. If you don't want to recognize me as your master, you can leave on your own. I will not force you to stay."
With one simple sentence, the law of forcibly taking demon slaves was broken.
The demons were really surprised. Seeing that Bailian's expression was serious and calm, he didn't seem to be faking it. They vaguely guessed something.
Some demons still want to be stubborn and try to escape bravely. The best thing to do is to record the appearance of this young man. The demons can repay the favor of saving today and look for opportunities to repay him in the future.
But he never thought that he would acquire such Buddha nature by absorbing demons.
The demons here are all very intelligent. They vaguely guessed some of Balian's thoughts and were not in a hurry to leave. Some demons even asked questions.
If they accept him as their master, they need to do something.
I originally thought that the answer given was that I was willing to sacrifice myself to smelt the spiritual weapon, or to become a demon pet and be driven by him.
Who knows...
"If you recognize me as your Lord, I will give you a place to settle down and live your life. As for what you have to do..."
Balian's eyes lightly slid over these monsters and said: "I need you to continue to maintain this unbreakable character that will not surrender to the world. Rely on your talents and means to break the limits of history. Use this pair of shackles to
Stand on the top of the mountain of this world and reject all the calamities imposed on you by God."
His voice was very soft, but every word hit hard in the hearts of all monsters: "I don't like that underground city, but that existence is like a shadow all over the world. Since it can't be eliminated, we might as well work together
Let’s replace it.”
The monsters looked at each other, as if they were looking at a monster with innocent and absurd ideas.
Monsters like this have never been rare in history. Monsters in the world have been suppressed by heaven for too long. Over the years, a few ghosts and geniuses with deviant ideas will always spring up like bamboo shoots.
With a heart as high as the sky and an ambition as high as the sky, the world is so big that it can be turned upside down by such a genius.
But so what, in the end he didn't die in the wilderness, exposed and desolate.
Balian didn't have the passion to do that, but for some reason, with his calm and calm expression, none of the fifteen hundred demons chose to leave.
After a long period of silence, a demon finally spoke:
"Replacing the underground dark city, is it really possible for us to do it?"
From ancient times to the present, no one has ever said such words to them.
The Dark City is undoubtedly a nightmare place for all monsters and even all things that can be sold. Since the Warring States Period, it has shrouded the entire Tianyao Continent like a terrifying shadow, like a tree stationed thousands of miles across the earth.
The towering trees, unless the entire earth is turned upside down, will not be able to completely dig out the roots of the dark city.
Balian shook his head and said: "Rather than doubting your own strength by not doing it, it is better to confirm your strength by doing it."
The demons lying on the ground slowly arched their bodies and stared at Balian seriously with their dark eyes.
Finally, they lowered their gazes and no one left. They knelt on one knee, crossed their hands horizontally on their chests, put their foreheads on the backs of their hands, and said in unison:
"We are willing to follow you, conquer for the rest of our lives, and bring him great success!"
On this day, the demon warrior raised the sword in his hand, inserted it into the shameful collar that was imprisoned in their necks, and blew the horn in his heart.
Should he smash that servile collar, or cut off his own head for that collar along with the sword in his hand.
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A monster without borders, why fear the broken jade!
For Balian, relying solely on these more than a thousand demons is naturally far from enough to compete with the rules and order of this world.
However, this is just the beginning.
In the name of 'a drop of blood', he once again created the Demon Alliance.
In this world, there are more than tens of thousands of monsters. If we want such a huge and scattered race to condense into a new force in the six realms, we still have to go a long way.
Although Bai Lian had the idea to use Kongcang Mountain as his foundation, the Tianxi Sword Sect was about to open its gates, and he had no time to bring these monsters back to Kongcang Mountain to slowly teach them the rules.
He had no choice but to tolerate them for a while, put them into the demon control ring, and take them with him on the road.
Fortunately, the demon-controlling ring is an excellent small thousand-realm treasure. I don't know where Yulou came from, and there are streams, rivers and green mountains in it. It can accommodate more than a thousand demons, so it will not be crowded or boring.
And Bailian could also use the time during his journey to get acquainted with them.
Balian has lifted the restrictions on the demon control ring and does not restrict their freedom of entry and exit. And these demons also know that in this world where monks are everywhere, demons without owners will be coveted by Taoist priests.
Even if he loses his breath and leaves the small world, he will never be too far away from Balian.
The trickling water stops flowing and freezes, and the fields fly and burn and the frost dries up.
It’s a cold day in the human world.
Tianxi, opens the mountain gate.
It was already the middle of winter when we came, with heavy snow and cold. On the White Camel Mountain, people were sleeping in the snow and sleeping in the clouds. The silver curtains were high and open. When we climbed to the peak and looked far away, we could see the world at ease. The mountains, the moon, the river, the smoke, and the bells of the ancient temple rang a few times, which made it a clear and beautiful painting.
A flying cloud, a rootless sword tomb floating in the nine clouds. The Tianshan Mountains seem to dominate the heaven and earth. It is a great spectacle.
Baituo Mountain is extremely steep. When you look up from the bottom of the mountain, you can see the clouds and snow-capped Jian Mountain.
Tianxi Sword Sect recruits disciples based on qualifications, spiritual roots, character, character and cultivation.
Therefore, there are nine screening levels in the mountain. The first level is located at the foot of the Waishan Mountain of Baituo Mountain. Although this is also in the Baituo Mountain area, the foot of the Waishan Mountain is basically located where some ordinary people who are protected by the Tianxi Sword Sect are located.
Most of the people live in villages.
A prosperous immortal sect like the Tianxi Sword Sect is divided into registered disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples and direct disciples.
Going further up, there are the elders, the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, and the Master Yu of the Immortal Sect's First Sword.
The Tianxi Sword Sect is very strict in accepting disciples, and even the outermost registered disciples need to have middle-grade spiritual roots before they can be selected.
And this first level of selection is exactly about spiritual roots.
This is not a technical job. The people responsible for the selection of the altar in the small village are more than a dozen outer disciples.
They sat in front of an altar, and on each table was a clear glass spiritual ball the size of a basket.
In the small Taoyuan village, every time this kind of day comes, it's like students from far apart go to Beijing to take the exam. The houses are like a market, and people gather like ants under this thousand-year-old mountain.
Even though there were more than a dozen queues, until late at night, the long queue was still like a long queue with no end in sight.
For Tianxi Sword Sect, this is a normal phenomenon.
It is a grand recruitment event every ten years, where people from all over the Tianyao Continent gather together, and it is the simplest first level of selection, which naturally requires a long wait.
In that long line, most of them were children from poor families. They didn’t know whether they had spiritual roots. After all, they couldn’t even get the lowest-grade spiritual stones. Naturally, they didn’t have the money to hire monks from the Xianmen Taoist Temple.
Find their roots.
The Tianxi Sword Sect is setting up an altar this time. They may not be able to pass the first round of selection, but for these poor disciples, it is also a great opportunity to be able to have such close contact with the immortal and to detect it for free without paying any price.
People naturally enjoy the quality of their own bones.
For ordinary people, this is the dream of immortality. Even if they can't pass it, they can brag about it for several years when they return to their hometown.
But for some nobles and young ladies from various countries, they have made all the preparations and traveled thousands of miles to get here, but they have to be crowded together with this group of ordinary people. It is really frustrating and frustrating.
The winter was snowy and cold, and it was impossible for a noble clan member to show up. Jiang Yunqin, who came from the Nanjin family of Shu, was supposed to be the eldest daughter of the boudoir who stayed at home.
If she hadn't been spotted by the royal prince who was wearing a white dragon fish robe and paid a private visit at an Yaqin party when she was seventeen years old, she would not have known that she actually possessed a spiritual root that millions of mortals only dream of possessing.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a keen eye, and he only looks at appearances when seeing people.
She was lucky. She only had to wait for two years before she had the opportunity to open the Tianxi Sword Sect.
Jiang Yunqin glanced at Liu Qixue who was carefully warming tea on her left. This was the daughter of the most famous Dazai in Shengjing City. There were rumors that she was supposed to move into the East Palace two years ago and marry her disciple.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Nanming Academy.
Just because of a piano recital, she missed out on her status as a crown princess.
The daughter of Dazai, even the head of the Jiang family has to bow his head and salute her.
But now he is serving her in her carriage, warming tea and lighting candles for her, doing the things that a servant girl does, without even showing any resentment on his face.
Sometimes destiny likes to play tricks on people. In this world, one's origin may not mean everything.
Jiang Yunqin is not the sarcastic type, she just laments how mysterious things like fate are, and therefore cherishes the gifts and gifts of destiny.
She knew clearly what the prince of Shu wanted to gain from her, and it wasn't because she was more beautiful and more knowledgeable than the daughter of the Prime Minister.
But she has a high-grade spiritual root that ordinary people cannot possess.
Jiang Yunqin understood that this opportunity was hard to come by, so she cherished it very much. She did not get carried away and did not put on airs in front of the Dazai's daughter. It could even be said that she traveled all the way eastward.
Her relationship with Liu Qixue is very harmonious.
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"What's going on?" Jiang Yunqin felt slightly unhappy. This was not an ordinary market place. The noise outside sounded like gangsters making noise on the street.
Hearing the commotion, her carriage was very close. If the commotion continued like this, it would be bad.
The maid next to Liu Qixue hurriedly opened the door, and several people looked through the door. In front of them was a young man riding a white horse. He was tossing a money bag carelessly in his hand, looking at the couple under the horse with mocking eyes.
couple.
My wife was holding a child of several years old, crying and fussing wildly, which was completely in season.
This is an important selection time for Tianxi Sword Sect. Is this woman here to cause trouble?
Jiang Yunqin frowned and listened to the general story of what happened.
Among the couple, the husband is a retired military commander from Zeguo. Hearing the good news that the Tianxi Sword Sect has recruited disciples, he rushed here overnight with his child in his arms. With a trace of luck, he always felt that his child
Different from ordinary people, maybe he has spiritual roots.
At this time, it was extremely cold and the snow had been falling for several days. A child of several years old could not withstand such a torment, so he developed a high fever in the heavy snow.
The young master on the horse is the son of a Sanren from whose family he is defending himself.
Rogues are Rogue Cultivators. To ordinary people, Rogue Cultivators can be regarded as an unattainable team of cultivators.
The young man relied on his special status and didn't want to wait in line, so he came up with a bad idea to spend money to buy a team. He couldn't choose anyone because he couldn't win, but he chose this kid who had a high fever.
The child's face was red from the heat in his mother's arms and he was already unconscious. She kept crying and cursing.
The child's father was indifferent. He held a few large ingots of silver in his arms and guarded them tightly, refusing to call out. He said righteously: "I know the seed of my birth. Lie'er has been smart since he was a child. He must have some talent.
I sent him here for his own good. If the immortal takes a fancy to him, what are you afraid of about a minor illness or disaster?"
But the few large silver ingots in his arms told everyone that once his position was changed, it would be at least three days before the boy wanted to test his spiritual roots in front of the glazed spiritual ball again.
In three days, I'm afraid my brain will be burned into a ball of paste.
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