The first thousand four hundred and forty-three chapters see that I don't scare you!
"Sister Nangong, give this."
Zhong Wen placed a pill of King of Hell on Nangong Ling's white palm, "This pill is called King of Hell. It has the magical effect of life and death, flesh and bones. If you take it at a critical moment, it can save your life."
"Elixir?"
Nangong Ling couldn't see with his eyes. He only felt a pungent sour smell coming towards his face. He couldn't help but frown, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, it should be."
Zhong Wen laughed, looking at the black "mud ball" in her palm, feeling very unsure of what to say.
"Thanks."
Nangong Ling took out a handkerchief from somewhere, carefully wrapped the "mud balls" and put them in his arms, saying softly.
Watching her finish all this, Zhong Wen had a vague feeling that Sister Nangong was afraid that she would never take out this "mud ball" again.
"Come with me."
Just when he was about to give another "mud ball" to Shen Xiaowan, Nangong Ling suddenly spoke.
After saying that, she moved lightly, turned around and walked slowly.
Zhong Wen was slightly startled, but quickly came to his senses, and without asking any more questions, he followed decisively.
Nangong Ling seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact, his movements were light and agile. He turned left and right, clearly not seeing anything, but he seemed to be more familiar with the road than his own home. Soon he came to an inconspicuous house. In the meantime, he lightly pressed on the table in a hidden corner.
"Boom~"
With a soft sound, the wall not far away suddenly began to move. In just a few breaths, a gap was revealed that was two people wide and one and a half people high. At a glance, it was dark and bottomless.
"This, this is..." Zhong Wen was startled and couldn't help blurting out, "Secret passage?"
"This turned out to be a secret place for training dead warriors in the Psychic Sea."
Nangong Ling walked in front, her slender waist twisting slightly, her beautiful back view pleasing to the eye and making people think about it, "Don't you also want to train dead soldiers? It's just the right place to use this place."
"Such a hidden secret passage."
Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh, "Thankfully, my sister was able to find her. I admire her."
"What do you admire?"
Nangong Ling replied disapprovingly, "Have you forgotten? This Lin Bei puppet has the memory of his life. If he wants to find anything in this Shijue Palace, he only needs to ask directly. How much effort does it take?"
Damn it!
Why didn't I think of this?
Then make a shitty deal with him? Why don't you just ask the puppet?
What a fool I am!
Zhong Wenru was struck by lightning, and suddenly he had an enlightenment. When he thought about how hard he had worked so hard and struggled with the Lin Bei in his mind for a long time, he felt dumbfounded, his balls ached, and he couldn't help but begin to doubt his own IQ.
He followed Nangong Ling with mixed emotions for about half a moment, and the terrain went all the way down. Just when he suspected that he had gone deep into the ground, his eyes suddenly lit up, and it turned out to be a dark place.
In front of him is a bright and spacious space, which is very different from the style at the entrance. The area is about the size of four or five football fields. There are about hundreds of people scattered inside, both men and women, standing or sitting.
At a glance, these hundreds of people are all in their teens or twenties, most of them are thin, none are particularly ugly, but there are also no outstanding handsome men and beautiful women. They are all the kind of people who will never make people angry again if they are thrown into a crowd.
Type of attention.
As Nangong Ling said, this is Lin Bei's secret place to train dead soldiers, so there are a lot of training equipment installed around it. Zhong Wen even saw a few sword puppets similar to those on Qingfeng Mountain.
.
The moment Nangong Ling appeared, the two young men immediately noticed it. In an instant, they were so showy that they rushed to the two training puppets and started beating them, regardless of their own turn.
Whether his cultivation can catch the eye of the pink-skirted fairy, Zhong Wen couldn't stop laughing at the youthful aura of restless hormones.
"There are four hundred and one people in total, all of them are orphans. They have no relatives or connections, and their life experience is absolutely innocent."
Nangong Ling smoothed the hair in front of his forehead, opened his lips slightly, and slowly introduced, "Twelve of them have developed the sense of Qi. The one with the highest cultivation level is on the second level of the human wheel. The rest are ordinary people, but they are all the same age.
It’s not big yet, so I think it won’t be a problem for you.”
"Four hundred and one?"
Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, curious about this number, "This extra one..."
"Originally I only selected four hundred people."
Nangong Ling stretched out her slender hand and touched the far corner lightly, "But on the way back, I happened to meet that girl. Seeing that she was quite smart and had a pitiful background, I brought her back, thinking that I could do it for you.
A personal maid, of course, if you don’t want to, I’ll just send her away.”
Girl?
Zhong Wen looked in the direction of her finger and found a little girl with a thin face and slender figure squatting in the corner.
The girl looked to be no more than 12 or 13 years old. Her facial features were pretty good, but her complexion was a little yellow. It was not known whether she was born like this or caused by malnutrition.
In terms of appearance alone, she can only be considered pretty, which has nothing to do with the word beauty. Only her big eyes are bright and clear, exuding a smart light.
"Poor life experience?"
Zhong Wen turned to look at Nangong Ling, and said with some surprise, "I didn't expect to hear such emotional words from Sister Nangong."
"how?"
Nangong Ling smiled slightly, "In your eyes, am I just a cold-hearted person with a stone heart?"
"how come?"
Zhong Wen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly shook his head in denial, "It's just that Sister Nangong should know better than anyone else that there are hundreds of millions of poor people in the world. If you save one of them, even the Lord of the Chaos Realm will be too busy."
"Yes, but when I met Guoguo, she was being beaten severely by her adoptive parents, and her legs were almost broken. I just saved her at that time."
Nangong Ling sighed softly, "Later, I learned from a dream that both her parents died in her early years. The reason why her adoptive parents took Guoguo in was just to covet the property and land left by her parents. Once they got it, they would never have it again.
He planned to raise her well, and even secretly contacted human traffickers, hoping to abduct her and earn extra income."
Zhong Wen suddenly fell silent, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't utter a word for a long time.
"I know what you want to say. In fact, there are not many orphans in the world who have suffered like this."
Nangong Ling seemed to understand his thoughts, smiled slightly, and said softly, "It's just that Guoguo reminded me of Qiqi. I made such a decision on a whim. It's only human nature that you don't want to accept it. I will make another decision then."
Find a place for her to go."
"Accept it, how can you not accept it?"
A flash of light flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, and he suddenly laughed and said, "Sister has already mentioned Qiqi. If I continue to refuse, can I still be considered a human being?"
"It sounds like your emotions are kidnapping you."
Nangong Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I'm not forcing you, you just make your own decision."
"My little brother is now considered the majestic lord of a domain. He should have some status as a domain lord. It would be appropriate to have a maid by his side."
Zhong Wen chuckled, then looked around, his voice suddenly deepened, "I don't know the character of these people..."
"What you need is a dead man, not a moral gentleman."
Nangong Ling interrupted, "The most important thing for a dead soldier is loyalty. As long as his character is passable, why pursue perfection?"
"As the saying goes, you know people but don't know their hearts." Zhong Wen said with a wry smile, "How can I know if they are loyal?"
"In the days that follow, I will enter these people's dreams from time to time and continue to instill in them the idea of being loyal to the Lord of the Palace."
Nangong Ling smiled lightly and said, "Under the subtle influence, the loyalty of this group of people is not too bad after thinking about it."
Damn it!
Brainwashing in dreams!
sure!
Why didn't I think of that?
Zhong Wen opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Nangong Ling's fairy-like face. He was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time.
"What are you doing?"
Nangong Ling tapped his shoulder gently, smiled coquettishly and urged, "I've found people for you, why don't you start working?"
"Say, that's right!"
Only then did Zhong Wen come back to his senses, and once again glanced at the four hundred and one dead soldiers in front of him, smiling from ear to ear.
When he thought that among these people, there would be about a hundred people who would be able to reach the soul state that the world dreamed of in the future, he felt his heart surge with excitement and great pride.
One hundred divine generals!
Or a hundred divine generals who are absolutely loyal to him.
What kind of exaggerated concept is this?
You know, there are not a hundred soul realms in the entire original land.
If during a battle with an enemy, a hundred divine generals suddenly burst out of the psychic sea in one go, what kind of shock would it bring to the entire cultivation world? Just imagining it would make people's blood boil and make them unable to control themselves.
Black Coffin High Priest, see you next time, I hope I don’t scare you to the point of peeing!
After giggling for a long time, he suddenly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, then spread out his right hand, and a handful of fluorescent Xuan Dzi beads appeared out of thin air in his palm. With an enchanting aunt smile on his face, he looked towards the four hundred and one future people.