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Chapter 391: Newcomer to the Tang Sect

The mysterious abyss is like a passage leading to hell, and the scorching breath spreads out through the open crack in the ground, making it blazingly hot.

The two men and two beasts stood next to the crack, looking down at the abyss at their feet. The abyss was extremely dark, and no one knew what was in its deepest part. Maybe when you are staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

"In that case, let's forget it. However, Da Ming, Er Ming, you should pay more attention to the changes in the Sunset Forest. I don't know the origin of this thing, and I still feel uneasy."

Zhao Xuan took a deep look at the abyss and felt a little uneasy. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and said to the Azure Bull Python and Titan Giant Ape.

The Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape nodded to express their understanding, and then they stared into the abyss again and slowly left.

In the abyss.

An unknown number of meters deep underground is a world of magma, and everywhere you look is red, hot, surging magma, like a sea of ​​fire.

In the center of the red magma ocean, there is a bit of gold that shines especially, and the temperature there is the hottest. All the hot breath in the entire magma ocean escapes from here. The extremely high temperature melts the surrounding rocks, making them

Becomes hot flowing magma.

Is that an egg? Maybe it's a heart. It beats regularly, "dong", "dong" and "dong". As it beats, the surrounding magma continues to expand and contract, and it becomes more and more powerful.

angry……



After returning from the Sunset Forest, Zhao Xuan and Tang San immediately set about organizing a group of reliable disciples to go to the Sunset Forest to plant medicinal materials.

Letting a group of soul masters plant medicinal materials may seem overkill, but it is not a hard job. Those who stay there can get Dugu Bo's teachings. In terms of poison skills, even Tang San is not as good as Dugu Bo. Tang San

It is true that he is good at poison arts, but most of his knowledge comes from the hundreds of years of accumulation of the Tang Sect in his previous life. His real talent lies in the hidden weapon. But Dugu Bo is the most proficient in poison in this world for thousands of years.

Tang San selected hundreds of disciples from the four halls, most of whom were medicine hall disciples with basic poison skills. After getting ready, they immediately ran towards the Sunset Forest.

When they came back, the two of them had already said hello to Dugu Bo, and he would stay at the edge of the forest waiting for the Tang Sect disciples.

"When these people come back after completing their studies, the medicine hall will basically be on the right track."

Tiandou City, at the main entrance of Tangmen, under the simple and majestic plaque, in front of two majestic stone lions.

Zhao Xuan and Tang San watched these disciples go away. Tang San's chest rose and fell, obviously his heart was not at peace. After the figures of the disciples disappeared from his sight, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was also under a lot of pressure these days.

There are so many things that the leader of a sect needs to think about, and it is not as easy as imagined.

"Those who are capable should work harder. After all, who made you the leader of the sect? There are too many headaches ahead, so you'd better save more energy to prepare for the future."

Zhao Xuan stood beside Tang San and chuckled. When Tang San saw Zhao Xuan talking, he suddenly felt his head hurt even more.

At this moment, Yang Wudi's voice suddenly appeared in their ears.

"Master, why did those disciples go out?"

The two of them turned their heads and looked to the other side, and saw the dusty Yang Wudi, as well as the group of young people behind him who were curiously looking at Zhao Xuan, Tang San, and the Tang Clan Mansion behind them.

"We will discuss this matter later. Hall Master Yang, are these the soul masters you have recruited?"

A hint of joy flashed in Tang San's eyes, he looked at the group of spirit masters behind Yang Wudi, estimated the number, and then a smile appeared on his face.

A smile appeared on Yang Wudi's somewhat tired face, he cupped his hands towards Tang San and Zhao Xuan and said, "I will live up to the sect master's trust. During this trip, we have recruited a total of 562 soul masters."

"Sect Master? That's our Sect Master. He's... probably not as old as us."

"I've told you a long time ago that although the treatment in this Tang Sect sounds good, how can a little-known place be such a good place? If you don't believe it, just take a look!"

"What are you talking about? How do you know the age of the sect master looks like what he appears to be? What if he is an old monster?"

"That's right, after all, Hall Master Yang's eight solid soul rings cannot fool anyone."

The conversation between the few people did not avoid anything, so the group of people behind Yang Wudi could hear clearly. It was like a hornet's nest had been stabbed, and the chatter suddenly started.

The dark group of people looked at Tang San, and from time to time looked at Zhao Xuan beside him, always feeling like they were being cheated, and their eyes were full of distrust and regret.

Yang Wudi frowned and was about to turn his head to scold him, but a voice spread before him.

"quiet!"

A cold voice sounded in front of the Tangmen Gate. At that moment, the scorching summer temperature seemed to have dropped. The surrounding area was so cold that everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The chilling atmosphere is pervasive, cold, dead and extremely oppressive!

Even the gatekeeper disciples in front of the Tang Sect who were not cared for by Zhao Xuan shivered, and then looked at the cold-faced Zhao Xuan next to Tang San with fear on their faces.

The "newcomers" who were specially cared for by Zhao Xuan were even more unbearable. They all froze in place. The biting murderous intent made them dare not move. Cold sweat trickled down their foreheads.

"Since you have joined our Tang Sect, you must abide by the rules of our Tang Sect. No matter it is a sect or other various forces, the first rule after joining is to abide by the rules and talk about the sect leader? Do you think you are still just students?

"

Zhao Xuan scolded with a stern face, and with every word he said, the pressure on the newcomers increased. In the end, not one of the more than 500 people had a straight back, and they all bowed in Tang San's direction.

While they were ashamed and angry, they couldn't help but be horrified. This kind of power was so terrifying that they had no power to resist it, and they couldn't even think of a confrontation.

Who is this person? They were guessing in their minds.

Tang San looked at all this without saying a word. Although he had a gentle temperament, it did not mean that he was soft-hearted. How many people who could be killed from the killing city were kind?

But at this moment, he remembered many long-lasting memories, although the results were not good.

Suddenly, he found Zhao Xuan winking at him. He was slightly startled, and then he immediately reacted.

"Forget it, Great Elder, these people are new to the sect, so it's normal for them to not know the rules."

"But……"

"Am I the sect master or are you?"

"Okay! I won't do it next time."

Zhao Xuan pretended to sigh helplessly, and then withdrew from the Killing God Realm. All the young soul masters who were bowing in obeisance raised their heads, showing expressions of surviving the disaster.

They breathed in the air with big mouths and greedy, and their whole bodies were soaked with sweat. When they looked at Zhao Xuan and Tang San standing under the door, a look of awe appeared on their faces unconsciously.

Yang Wudi turned his back to the group of students and couldn't help but smile when he saw Tang San and Zhao Xuan's actions. What a good plan.


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