Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 138 Xuanmo Sect

Du Tutuo, Bu Laotong, Xiao Huanxi and the male cultivator, who had their heads shrunken, immediately became energetic. Before, they were worried about the female demon killing people and refining treasures.

Since he is an elder, he must be able to survive now.

The rest of the people were also overjoyed. A sect not only had elders, but also true disciples, inner sects, and outer sect disciples. It seemed that no one had to die.

Wu Feng was overjoyed.

"Sister, this is our destiny."

"It's all those people in the sect who are blind. They didn't choose you to be the peak leader. Let's establish our own sect and we won't be weaker than them in the future."

Lu Ye listened and pondered.

Good guy, these two guys still ran out to open the Shanli cabinet on their own.

Will they not be hunted down by their master in the future?

Senior Sister Mo obviously didn't want to bring up this topic any more. The smile on her face faded, she coughed, turned around and looked at everyone with her sharp eyes.

"Okay, do you understand?"

"The two of us created a sect here, called Xuanmo Sect."

"I am impatient to train disciples one by one for decades or even hundreds of years, so I arrested you."

She had a faint smile on her face.

"But I, Mo Ruyan, am not an unreasonable person. Anyone who doesn't want to join my sect can leave now..."

Lu Zhiyi secretly cursed Xinyou as a ghost.

Your surname is Mo, and the name of your sect is Xuan Mo Sect. This is a black shop.

Moreover, choosing this gloomy place to establish a sect does not seem like a serious origin at first glance. You can come and go freely if you believe in ghosts.

Unexpectedly, an iron-headed boy emerged from the crowd. He was a young man, dressed in brocade clothes and with a jade belt around his waist. He looked quite wealthy and noble, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a nose that looked like hanging gallbladders. He was full of heroic spirit and looked very handsome. .

Xiao Huanxi couldn't help but lick his tongue when he saw it, and his breathing became heavier.

The man in brocade clothes saluted.

"I have met Senior Mo. I am the direct son of the Yao family, one of the three immortal cultivators in the Jin Kingdom, and his father is the head of the Yao family."

"This time I followed my elders in the family to hunt for treasures in the mountains, but I was mistakenly captured by my seniors."

"I have parents at home, a loving wife and a young son. Please let me go home. My Yao family is a bit thin in the Jin Kingdom.

"If I can let Xiaosheng go home this time, I will thank you with a big gift."

"When senior comes in person in the future, my father will step aside to greet him..."

The man was very polite, handsome, and spoke freely, which made people fall in love with him. What's more, he was the legitimate son of the Yao family and had the aura of status.

Everyone is extremely envious. If he can escape from the clutches of this female devil, this person should have the best hope.

Mo Ruyan chuckled.

"Can……"

The man looked surprised. He didn't expect this female devil to be so easy to talk to, but when he thought about his identity as the legitimate son of the Yao family, he cheered himself up.

This person surnamed Mo is just a loner and should not dare to offend the Immortal Cultivation Family.

He gritted his teeth and jumped into the sky. He was still in the middle stage of Qi training, so he wrapped a magic weapon around his figure and fled into the distance.

Everyone watched with bated breath. The man had already flown out of the mountain peak. After a moment, he was about to cross the distant mountains. He was still safe and sound.

Mo Ruyan and Wu Feng were indifferent and did not stop him at all.

Many people became excited and wanted to offer treasures and exercises, or use the names of their elders and friends to plead for mercy.

Lu Ye noticed that even Ren Xingyun took two steps forward.

This camel dragon is probably a stupid dragon. He even cuts down Xu Zhenghui, the head of the Xu family. How can you, an unnamed slave, have such a big face?

Could it be that Xu Guang's talisman weaponry was so hasty that his brain was burned out?

In addition, Lu Ye watched carefully and found that Wu Feng's eyes were a little more bloodshot, and the expression on his face seemed to be looking forward to something, as if he was watching a play.

I'm afraid this Yao family's legitimate son will suffer...

He just thought of this.

Then I saw that the young master of the Yao family had just flown to the mountain peak in the distance.

Suddenly a green light shot out from the ground, hitting his Escape Light hard.

"Ah..." The young man screamed, and blood mist erupted all over his body.

When the green light dissipated, the air was empty and only a cloud of bloody smell remained.

I don’t know what kind of treasure this green light is, but it can blow up the young master who escaped from the light and inside with one blow!

There was a rumbling sound from the mountain peak.

"Anyone who breaks into our Ten Thousand Bones Forest without permission will be killed without mercy!"

A green light hovered on the mountain peak for a long time, but inside it was a bone eagle with dark green eyes and a blue body. The bone eagle even swooped down with a crash and rushed towards everyone like a stream of light.

The eagle has not yet arrived, but is just hovering in the sky. The huge pressure deliberately released has already made the cultivators on the mountain breathless.

Astonishingly, it is also the strength of the foundation building stage.

Mo Ruyan looked up coldly, and then the bone eagle left angrily.

The eagle falls from the peak.

Everyone broke into a cold sweat.

In particular, the few men and women who were about to follow the crowd and come out to plead for mercy immediately shrank back, especially Ren Xingyun, who shrank even faster.

Everyone cursed in their hearts.

Darling, this Mo Ruyan deserves to be named Mo. He has such a dark heart.

It turns out that you don’t have to do it yourself, your good neighbor will do it for you.

"Alas, Senior Sister was kind enough to let this person go," Wu Feng sighed, "It's a pity that he was unlucky and chose to fly above the Ten Thousand Bones Forest."

"It's not easy for our Xuanmo Sect. The surrounding Ten Thousand Bones Forest and the Yinhun Sect are all powerful enemies. They surround us and have always hated us."

"Before, our Xuanmo Sect only had me and my senior sister. We didn't even have a single subordinate. We were bullied every day, so we didn't have a strong backbone."

"We will never stop anyone who wants to leave, but we cannot escort him all the way. You have to take responsibility for your own life."

Everyone is silent, what does it mean to be surrounded by powerful enemies?

With just two of you, you can grab a piece of territory from two other sects. What's worse is obviously you, okay?

It is not certain who is bullying whom.

Now everyone has given up the idea of ​​leaving, and will give up on being a member of the Xuanmo Sect from now on!

Mo Ruyan saw that he had shocked everyone by killing the first bird. He was satisfied and impatient to go around in circles anymore.

She said to everyone with her hands behind her back.

"Okay, our sect is standing in this gloomy place like the Black Cave Mountain Eagle Falling Peak, so naturally we are following the path of Demonic Cultivator."

"I am the sect leader of the Xuanmo Sect. If we don't accept the true disciples for now, Junior Brother Wu Feng will be the deputy sect leader. Those who are in the middle stage of Qi training on the field will be Junior Brother Wu's inner disciples."

Mo Ruyan pointed at Du Tutuo and the other four people.

"The four of you are all in the late stage of Qi training, and you will be the elders of the sect from now on."

"The rest of us, those who have spiritual roots at the early stage of Qi training or below, will be the disciples of the four of you, and they will be the outer disciples of this sect."

"As for martial arts practitioners who have no spiritual roots, they serve as the sect's handymen." "I don't care what skills you have practiced before. You can continue to practice if you want. You can also modify the methods of your own sect if you want, but you have to use Taoist skills in exchange."

"My Xuanmo Sect is open to all rivers and rivers. I don't care about your origins, but there is one thing. If you join our sect, you must be under the jurisdiction of this sect. If you dare to be a traitor, you can try my power as Mo Ruyan."

"Understood?"

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly lowered their heads and responded in random directions. However, many people's hearts dropped to their stomachs and they were truly relieved.

Most low-level qi-training monks who are caught want nothing more than peace. As long as they are not killed for making weapons, mining and selling meat, practicing anywhere is not cultivation.

Mo Ruyan and Wu Feng were obviously disciples of the great sect, and they were both in the foundation building stage. Even Mo Ruyan could kill Xu Zhenghui in the middle stage of foundation building with a single strike. .

With these two big trees at your back, you might be able to learn a powerful inheritance. Almost everyone is a casual cultivator. It is much safer to be in this black cave than to fight alone outside.

In the past, it wasn't that they didn't want to join sects in Jin State, but that Jin State was a spiritual desert. The so-called sects were just three or two big cats and kittens, not serious sects at all. The gods of Jin State were Yao Maxu, the three major families of cultivating immortals.

And this female devil captured so many people and gathered together to form the Xuanmo Sect. Coupled with the strength of her and her junior brother Wu Feng, they were already stronger than any of the Yao, Ma, and Xu families.

For most monks, this is already a strong backer.

Moreover, there are two powerful enemies around them, the Ten Thousand Bones Forest and the Yinhun Sect. Who do they want to be traitors but are they colluding with them inside and outside?

Therefore, most people resigned themselves to their fate.

Moreover, Mo Ruyan divided everyone into elders, true disciples, inner sects, outer sects, and servants in an orderly manner. He obviously wanted to do something. He was not afraid of her not doing anything, but he was afraid of her misbehaving.

As long as the female devil still plays by the rules, she is the master of a sect instead of killing innocent people indiscriminately.

As for Xuanmo Sect being a demon cultivator, no one cares. To put it bluntly, everyone is not rich enough to be picky now. Everyone wants to join a famous and decent sect, but no one knows where the door opens.

It’s good if you have the ability to cultivate. It doesn’t matter if you practice demonic cultivation or not.

There were more than ten people in the crowd with sad faces, but they were following the path of Zhongzhengping Taoist cultivators or side sects that were incompatible with the Yin attribute. In this Yin-accumulating place like Eagle Falling Peak, it wasn't that they couldn't practice, but that they probably wouldn't be able to practice at a fast pace. .

If someone practices Taoism with the Sun Fire attribute, he should visualize the rising sun every day and absorb the first rays of the sun in the morning.

But the Yin Qi of this Eagle Climbing Cliff is so strong that even the spiritual energy in the air is affected and takes on the true meaning of coldness. If you can't see the sun at ordinary times, how can you absorb the rays of the sun? How can the cold spiritual energy absorbed in daily life cultivate domineering fire?

But if they are asked to give up their own basic skills and switch to demonic skills, they need to completely eliminate their original mana, which is equivalent to starting to gather the seeds of mana again. It will take a lot of time and energy to cultivate to the current level.

But who can give it up?

This made these more than ten people very worried.

At this time, there was a person who was so anxious that he almost cried. He squeezed out from the crowd, kowtowed a few times, and then made a sound.

"Sir Master, the younger one is a martial arts master. Although he has no spiritual roots, he is a ghost evil talisman soldier."

"Sir, please show mercy and let me become an outer disciple so that I can learn the truth!"

Lu Ye took a look and saw that it was an old slave named Ren Xingyun. This guy was really hardworking sometimes.

According to Mo Ruyan's plan just now, those without spiritual roots will serve as servants.

She captured many people this time, about thirty of them were slaves brought by the monks to explore the Xiaowang Mountain Foundation Cave, and most of them were forcibly matured with elixirs to become martial arts masters.

Except for Lu Ye and Ren Xingyun, there was even a martial arts master among them, and the rest were mostly Tiezang martial arts masters, and the worst one was Dacheng Steel Bone martial arts master.

Lu Ye lamented that if all the martial arts masters here gathered together and joined any force in the world, they would attract attention, but in the eyes of immortal cultivators, they could only be slaves.

The horizons are really different, the circles are different, and the cognitions are also different.

Ren Xingyun was not willing to be a slave, so he went out to beg Mo Ruyan for mercy. Everyone was sweating for him. The leader of the Mo clan did not seem to be easy to talk to.

Mo Ruyan enjoyed it quite a lot. This was the first time someone knelt down and kowtowed and called her the master of the sect.

She looked around in the field and smiled.

"You are so sweet, I am in a good mood today, so I will allow you..."

"But what's the benefit of being an outer disciple with no spiritual roots?"

"Isn't it just a spiritual root? I will give you one!" She looked at Wu Feng, "Junior brother, this is your specialty! It's up to you to take action!"

Wu Feng nodded and said, "Listen to your senior sister."

He reached out and made a move, and the little joy fell to the ground with a loud sound, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

Her crotch was not far away from her, and she was almost one with her, riding the happy slave with only half of her body left. He was photographed out of thin air in front of Ren Xingyun.

The Happy Slave only had half of his body left, and he was about the same length as an ordinary person. His body was as huge as a broken clay statue of King Kong in the temple. At this moment, he was invisibly bound by the magic power. He immediately roared, wild and untamed, and a pair of big iron fists with bowls were roaring and smashed by the wind. Xiang Wu Feng.

Wu Feng sneered softly, and a thin blood mist swayed from his blood-red robe, immediately exuding a strong smell of blood.

I don't know what kind of treasure this layer of blood mist is. The Iron Fist of the Happy Slave hit it and caused ripples, but it couldn't break through the defense. The terrifying Iron Fist that used to kill people who were as strong as tofu now seems to be soft and tickles people.

A punch punched in felt like it was punched into cotton. Not only was it weak, but it also seemed to be stuck.

The happy slave roared loudly, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains. He punched dozens of times in just the blink of an eye. In the end, his fists were tightly wrapped in the blood mist, and they were tied up in the sky, unable to move again.

Xiao Huanxi covered her mouth and stood there with a look of reluctance, not daring to come over to plead for mercy.

She knew in her heart that Mo Ruyan was taking this opportunity to let his junior brother Wu Feng establish his authority and let them, the "elders", "true disciples", "outer disciples" and "servants", see the methods of this magic sect.

The Happy Slave had her mind wiped out by her and had little potential for cultivation, so she was suitable for use as consumables.

Bah... She thought angrily in her heart that the sect leader must be jealous of my beauty.

Lu Ye frowned and stared closely.

Ren Xingyun seemed to have received a gift, but in fact he was just a target for Mo Ruyan to establish his power. He was afraid that Mo Ruyan would not make it easy for him if he became an outer disciple later.

On the field.

The happy slave was almost covered in blood mist. Even so, he still shook his arms desperately, trying to pull out his fist.

"Have you beaten enough?"

Wu Feng grinned ferociously, and a scarlet palm passed through the mist and was printed on the happy slave.

The palm print was only the size of an ordinary person when it first appeared. After leaving the body, it swelled in the wind. When it reached the front of Happy Slave, it was almost ten feet tall, and it covered all of Happy Slave inside.

There was a bang.

The happy slave screamed, his whole body was blown apart, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

While everyone was horrified, Wu Feng casually made another move, and all the broken flesh and blood bags were wrapped around Ren Xingyun who was kneeling on the ground, as if he was covered with bloody human skin.

Ren Xingyun was stunned for a moment, then immediately fell to the ground and screamed, rolling around while the flesh and blood chased him, and finally turned into a blood cocoon, wrapping him tightly inside.

Inside the blood cocoon, Ren Xingyun howled miserably, not resembling a human voice, and would push up the blood cocoon from time to time.

The harder he screamed, the more the cultivators' necks drooped.

Why does this daredevil's reward sound so scary?

Those with advanced cultivation know that Wu Feng is using a unique bone-moving technique, but as far as they know, it takes a long time to perform the bone-moving technique, and it has to be combined with formation pills. How can it be so rough?

Some people speculated that it was Wu Feng who directly dispersed the Happy Slave and made a "human elixir" out of his entire body of essence, blood, flesh and blood to catalyze Ren Xingyun's transformation, but this method was too cruel.

As expected, he is a member of the Demon Sect, and his actions are domineering, cruel and bloody, beyond ordinary people's imagination.

After a while, there was finally no more screams in the blood cocoon.

Mo Ruyan reached out and swiped far away, and an air blade cut through the blood cocoon.

There was only an empty skin left in the huge flesh and blood of the Huanxi Slave, but a naked and strong man jumped out from it, it was Ren Xingyun who had been bones removed.

He was originally a hunchbacked dwarf, but now he was as tall as an ordinary person, and his face also changed slightly, as if his original face was mixed with that of the Happy Slave.

Lu Ye glanced down, hey, there was actually a happy slave here, dangling around.

(End of this chapter)