Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 178 The Demon Sect
Zhang Jian heard good news the next day.

Shi Lun passed the job examination held by the cultural and sports hall, successfully got the job, and was able to stay in Haojing.

For this reason, Shi Lun is very happy. With three years of experience in observing politics in various ministries, even if he is released as an official in the future, the upper limit will be even higher.

Happily, after nightfall, Shi Lun set up a banquet in the Zhuangyuan Residence, and entertained many fellow students.

It was night, and many new scholars were drunk.

Some of them are sad and frustrated because they have not been admitted to the sitting school, and the other part is purely happy when they are successfully admitted to the sitting school.

"Alcohol does not make people drunk, everyone gets drunk!"

Zhang Jian smiled slightly. Most of these new scholars are extremely passionate and emotional.

However, there are also some experienced or noble people who can control their emotions. After drinking almost, they stumble away with the support of their close family members.

"Brother Zhang, sometimes I really envy you. No matter what the atmosphere is, you can always stay awake!"

Shi Lun next to him was hiccupping, his face flushed.

Zhang Jian smiled slightly, just smiled.

"If you get too drunk, you will naturally wake up!"

Shi Lun glanced at Zhang Jian when he heard the words, and he seemed to wake up a lot at this moment.

"Brother Zhang, do you know that the young lady of the He family is going to get married in a few days?"

"Miss He?"

Zhang Jian's eyes moved.

Shi Lun sighed, "It's He Yanxia and He Xiaoniang!"

"I don't know how brother Zhan Shi will be heartbroken after hearing about it?"

"As expected!"

Zhang Jian was not surprised.

This He Yanxia is also a strange woman, but it is impossible for such a strange woman to withstand the pressure from the family and leave her father, siblings and elope alone.

Born in a family like the Zhang family, Zhang Jian can feel the bondage of the secular world on young men and women.

That's all for the small landlord class, if there is such a situation of private giving and receiving in a big family, it will be a huge scandal, which will affect the official career of father and brother, and also affect the marriage of sisters.

In the general environment where virtue is dominant and punishment is auxiliary, moral cultivation is extremely important.

It is also the first sense for people.

Similar to the combination of his mother Qi Ruoying and Zhang Yi, it is actually shocking.

Under the night, a group of Xinke Jinshi were drunk, and before the curfew, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Just walked out of Zhuangyuan's residence, Zhang Jian's expression changed, he let Zhang Lu and others leave on their own, and he walked quietly along the shadow of an alley.

In a shadow not far away, a figure shrouded in blackness hid in the darkness, with a pair of scarlet eyes staring at the soldiers patrolling the street from a distance.

His eyes greedily glanced at these soldiers, but after noticing the faint fluctuations of divine power around these patrol soldiers, he restrained his eyes, and finally set his eyes on some single drinkers who came out of the restaurant drunk.

Especially young single guests.

Locking on a figure who staggered out of the restaurant, his body seemed to be moving close to the ground, floating in the air soundlessly.

It was a young martial artist, with strong energy and blood all over his body!
He is dressed in a silk costume, and he looks very good!
However, such a young warrior made the eyes of the figure in the darkness glow with intense greed, but he didn't know that there was also a figure floating quietly behind his head.

But in the blink of an eye, he sensed something was wrong, and he felt something vaguely. The black-clothed figure turned his head subconsciously, but he didn't see anyone.

Such a strange situation made the man in black feel chilled. In the past, his appearance always made those prey panic.

But today he actually felt the same way.

And when he turned around, his expression was even more startled, the 'prey' he locked in front of him actually disappeared.

This can't help but make his face change, the black air around his body is rolling, and he is about to turn into a black wind, but he sees a palm appear out of thin air, and it pokes down from the silver moon in an instant, and the palm bombards his sky. The body was like a black air that was completely reduced to ashes on the white and jade-like palm, leaving only a dark soul that was caught deep in the palm.

Facing that indifferent gaze, the soul of the black-clothed figure now had a gleam of blood in his eyes.

"Blood Transforming Demon Art, Blood Shadow Demon Sect?"

Seeing this strange omen, Zhang Jian slowly walked out from under the moonlight of the silver moon, and there was something strange in his eyes.

The Blood Shadow Demon Sect is a serious demonic sect.

This is not heresy.

This is a big sect belonging to the Demonic Dao. Although it is not comparable to the Niezong, Xuanmozong, Taiyin Demon Palace, Secret Demon Sect, and Asura Demonic Dao, the Blood Shadow Demon Sect is also powerful.

However, the sect power of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect should have been in the Great Chu territory outside the Dagan territory.

Zhang Jian was a little surprised.

The figure in front of him is not an official disciple of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, but just a blood shadow puppet, a puppet made by subduing some talented warriors, or aliens, immortal cultivators, and imprisoning their souls.

The function may be just to make trouble, or to collect blood.

Zhang Jian's eyes were a little strange.

Although the Dagan Chaotang has emerged in troubled times, the spirit of dragon and tiger is still in its heyday. How do these disciples of the Demon Sect feel that they have come to the capital of Hao to act wildly?
"Purely just sabotage?"

Zhang Jian didn't want to believe it.

He had heard from True Monarch Demon Slayer that cultivators of the demonic way were eager for quick success and quick benefits, and their personalities were somewhat distorted, usually because they were not profitable.

"Is there any secret in the capital that can attract these people from the Demon Sect?"

Zhang Jian was a little curious, but with a heavy workload, he didn't want to cause trouble easily. He just killed a few blood shadow puppets casually so as not to threaten his family.

He turned around, and after killing a few blood shadow puppets, his expression changed slightly in an instant, and he looked towards the depths of Haojing City, in the direction of the Iron Pen Judge Temple.

In an instant, he heard a violent explosion, accompanied by the sound of a priest bursting.

"That place is..."

Zhang Jian looked at him with surprise in his eyes.

That place is the temple of the stylus judge. The stylus judge was a founding civil servant of the country. Because of his incorruptibility and selflessness, he was granted the title of stylus judge. He is also a subordinate official of Haojing.

But if Zhang Jian was not mistaken, in an instant he was caught out of the gods, and his whole soul was taken away.

Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated a little.

One of these demon powerhouses can be described as daring, even dare to provoke Sheji Divine Dao.

But Zhang Jian also knows that the territory of Sheji Shinto is only in the secular world, and the foundation can only take root in places with people. Most of the monks of the magic way go to and from the wild lands. It's easy to provoke them.

They have the capital to act recklessly!

As far as he could see, Zhang Jian had already seen the sky above the city of Haojing, and several divine lights were flying down, heading towards the Temple of Judge Wu.

However, in his spiritual eyes, he could see an extremely subtle devilish energy, coming towards his direction at high speed!

(End of this chapter)