Chapter two hundred and ninety-first poor old pass
Huo Li turned his head and glanced around, and saw a middle-aged monk with a simple and honest face, breaking free from his control and looking at him with a begging look on his face.
However, this man's black hair was turning white rapidly. It seemed that he had used some secret method that consumed his lifespan to break free from Huoli's shackles.
As soon as the middle-aged monk broke free from the control, he did not dare to escape. He bent his legs and knelt in the void.
He begged: "Senior, we should not have wasted Princess Gu's words first, disrespected the clan flag later, senior punished us, we should not have any complaints."
"However, God has the virtue of good life, and now a great change is about to happen. I ask you, seniors, to be noble and spare us. We will leave our broken bodies behind. When the war comes in the future, we will definitely be brave and not afraid of death to repay heaven and earth!"
The middle-aged monk had an eager face and his words were sonorous and powerful.
Even many of the big demons present temporarily forgot about the fear of their own lives and showed excitement in their eyes.
After all, Calabash Baby was a little more naive. He was already a little moved after hearing these words. He looked at Huo Li and waited for him to make a decision.
Huo Li glanced at the middle-aged monk with a strange look, and started to perform the kneading with his fingers in his sleeves.
After a moment, he stopped what he was doing, looked at the middle-aged monk, and thought to himself, this was really achieved without any effort.
A bright light flashed in his eyes, and he nodded and said: "Since you have come to plead for mercy, I am sure you are willing to bear the consequences. If you are willing to swear the oath of inner demons and obey the orders of my Immortal Sect in the future, you can avoid death. You will have your own destiny in the future.
The day of transcendence!”
However, Huo Li knew how to give a sweet date with a stick, which gave these monks a little hope. Otherwise, they would not have any freedom in the future, so they might as well just change their cultivation.
The total number of monks and monsters present was not one thousand but five hundred.
At this time, after listening to Huo Li's words, Zhu Xiu's eyes burst out with intense light to express his will to survive.
After all, it is better to die than to live. Only in living can there be hope!
Seeing this, Huo Li smiled in his heart. Now, all the guards of the two water mansions were found. The team was greatly increased. They were much more powerful and useful than those soldiers and generals.
Feeling that the power of will in the air was getting stronger and stronger, Huo Li waved his sleeves and robes, and all the cultivators in the field suddenly moved, and they all fell onto the river surface.
The cultivators were suddenly out of control, but they did not dare to go back on their word. Instead, they knelt on the water one by one and swore an oath from the inner demons that they would obey the orders of the Immortal Sect in the future and never betray!
Speaking of which, among these monks who took the oath, no matter whether they were humans or demons, there were actually some who were willing to take the oath.
Especially those casual cultivators or weak monsters, after swearing the inner demon oath, they actually stood up with joy on their faces and looked at Huo Li eagerly.
Calabash Baby looked at these people in disbelief, a little confused. There are actually people in this world who are quite happy even if they are forced to swear, and there are quite a lot of them!
To put it bluntly, he was a pure Yang magic weapon when he was born, so how could he know the hardships and cruelty of this low-level monk.
These monks and monsters all have little wealth, otherwise they would be able to defend this place for several years just to compete for some cultivation resources.
Although Huo Li forced them to make the oath, it also removed them from their original situation.
In the future, they will also be organized people and will no longer be rootless duckweeds!
Come to think of it, for these free thugs, the Immortal Sect is also willing to give a little charity and pull some strings?
I just don’t know if the four princesses are still qualified to have one treasure per person, as they said before.
Looking at the eager and expectant eyes of the cultivators, Huo Li twitched the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Since you are hanging under the door of my Immortal Sect, it is not easy for you to return empty-handed. As I said before, you
Just wait."
After saying that, Huo Li pointed at the entrance of the treasure cave, and immediately saw the dazzling light in the cave, and a treasure flew out quickly.
This is a broom with a brilliant blue light, and it is a magic weapon. As soon as the broom came out, the cultivators stopped breathing for a moment, and their expressions became strange. I wonder who will get this magic weapon.
The eyes of all the cultivators followed the broom in a circle around the field, watching helplessly as it fell into the hands of the middle-aged monk.
However, this time no one was jealous.
First, the broom looks a little too weird in my hand.
Secondly, after all, if it hadn't been for this person's intercession, I don't know how many cultivators would be left now.
You must know that Huo Li is a pure Yang magic weapon. Even if he is a human, he does not have a body of flesh and blood. It is difficult to understand the preciousness of life and has a natural disregard for living creatures. This is the characteristic of every magic weapon Yuanling and it is difficult to force it.
This middle-aged monk's name is Guan Yanyun, and he is honest yet somewhat shrewd. Some of his friends call him Lao Guan.
Although his qualifications are not bad, his opportunities are rare, and a person who has been bumpy and bumpy does not achieve elixir until he is middle-aged.
I thought that his chances would be better after forming the elixir, but I didn't expect that his chances would be even worse than before.
Others have reached the golden elixir stage, no matter how bad they are, they still have magical weapons in their hands, but he is the only one who still uses the magical weapons miserably.
In the end, he simply stopped using any magical weapons and fought with only a pair of fleshy palms.
When he finally reached the state of becoming a god after all the hardships, he heard that the treasure of Qingjiang Water Mansion was about to be opened, so he hurriedly came here for ten years, hoping to try his luck.
However, this time, he actually got himself involved.
However, when Lao Guan looked at the green light broom lying quietly in his big, rough hands, he couldn't express the excitement in his heart.
At this moment, he didn't know whether this was his tribulation or an opportunity.
Huo Li waved his hands, and a group of various magic weapons flew out of the treasure cave. In an instant, the place was flooded with all kinds of treasure lights.
These treasures include magic weapons and Taoist weapons, as well as some spiritual weapons.
The treasure has a spirit, and feeling the breath of the cultivators in the field, they all chose their own masters.
At the end of the day, everyone in the field had a role to play, holding treasures in their hands and hurriedly recognizing the master.
Only at the entrance of the treasure cave, there was a magic weapon poking its head. It turned around in a circle, but did not see anyone with the same aura, so it prepared to turn back into the treasure cave and continue to lie down.
Calabash Boy looked at the spiritual dark stick, and thought that the rabbit spirit had not yet obtained the treasure, so he moved his hand, and the black stick immediately appeared in his hand.
In Xuantian Bing's jade chariot, the rabbit spirit was looking pitifully at the people outside the jade chariot who were dividing the treasures, but did not dare to go down.
After a while, tears started to spread in its red rabbit eyes and fell down, which was extremely pitiful.
Ao Lin's mouth twitched when she saw it. Just when she was about to take out a treasure and throw it to it, she saw Calabash Boy walking over carrying a big stick.
"This is?"
Ao Lin said hesitantly.
The gourd baby smiled and said: "The mistress doesn't know something. The babies that flew out have all chosen their owners. Only this stick has not found its owner and is about to run away!"