I practice the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and you say I am a big devil?

Chapter 16: Ghost King Sect Leader, Mine
a few days later.

A white bone fairy boat broke through the air and hovered above Xuantian Peak.

"All disciples, follow me into the Immortal Boat and attack the Immortal Sect."

An old voice came into Wu Tian's ears, and he quickly pulled away.

The nervous Chu Meir did not dare to delay at all and put on her clothes despite her tired body.

Not a moment.

Wu Tian took Chu Meir, whose face was still flushed, out and saw a huge flying boat in the sky, blocking out the sun and glowing with a faint light.

On the Xuantian Peak, human figures flew up and turned into streams of light and flew towards the White Bone Immortal Boat.

"Walk."

Wu Tian took out the bone sword, and the three-foot red silk around Chu Meir's waist grew longer like a snake, wrapped around her, and one end fell at her feet.

The red silk is called Amber Red Silk, which can be used to attack or trap people.

In order to prevent his maid from dying, Wu Tian specially bought her two mid-grade magic weapons. In addition to the red silk with infinite uses, there is also a resentment bell that can attack people's souls.

Wu Tian is not a stingy person when it comes to his woman.

This is because the stronger the magic weapon, the more spiritual energy it consumes. With Chu Meir's strength at the third level of Qi Refining, controlling two mid-grade magic weapons is already her limit.

Even if she was given a top-grade magic weapon, she would not be able to unleash its power.

The two of them controlled their magic weapons and flew towards the White Bone Immortal Boat.

The immortal boat is very spacious, and tens of thousands of Ghost King Sect disciples standing on it do not seem crowded.

Wu Tian brought Chu Meir to the fairy boat, glanced at the black-robed disciples around him who belonged to the Ghost King Sect, and fixed his sight on three people who were obviously the big guys not far away.

Among all the black-robed disciples, only the big boss has this privilege of dressing casually.

I saw a middle-aged man with white hair and black clothes standing expressionlessly beside the fairy boat, with two people standing on his left and right.

In addition to the old man in black whom Wu Tian had met in the Sutra Repository, there was also an old man in red whom he had never seen before.

The three of them didn't say anything, but the aura they exuded made the other disciples dare not make a sound and they stood quietly on the flying boat.

Not long after.

Almost everyone on Xuantian Peak flew onto the fairy boat.

The red-robed old man glanced at the person on Xuantian Peak who was unable to fly to the Immortal Boat, and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of indifference:
"Such a waste can become a disciple of my Holy Sect."

He raised his hand and waved it. The people who were still on Xuantian Peak didn't even have time to scream. Their entire bodies exploded into a ball of blood mist and turned into streaks of blood that were sucked into the mouth of the red-robed old man.

Chu Meir's heart tightened and she looked at Wu Tian beside her with gratitude.

If it weren't for him, she might have been one of the dead now.

Given her physique, if she fell into the hands of other demon cultivators, she would probably be used as a cauldron and be killed by others who exploited her essence.

……

Not long after.

Above the Xianyun Mountains, a huge bird with a wingspan of one hundred meters flew towards the white bone flying boat.

But before the bird got close, a black chess piece flew out from the flying boat, pierced through its head in the blink of an eye, and its soul was absorbed by the chess piece.

Even his corpse did not survive. It spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into a drop of spiritual liquid under the burning of the soul fire. It returned to the immortal boat along with the black chess piece and was swallowed by the old man in black.

Wu Tian was no longer surprised by this scene.

There are countless monsters in the Xianyun Mountains. Some of them are not intelligent and have no foresight. From time to time, flying monsters try to attack the flying boat, and end up dying.

The flying boat was moving very fast, and the fierce gale was blocked by the formation on the boat.

Soon.

The white-bone flying boat stopped in front of a huge mountain. The space in front of the flying boat rippled and a crack appeared in the space. Yun Youmeng flew out of the crack and landed on the flying boat. He saluted to the three white-haired men and said, "Disciple greets the sect master, Elder Xue, and Elder Hun. The master is in retreat and has sent a special disciple to greet him."

The white-haired man nodded: "Have the Qingyun thieves come to attack?"

"The Cang Yun Sword Immortal brought people here, but they were repelled by Master." Yun Youmeng said respectfully.

However, what she didn't say was that her master and Cang Yun Sword Immortal were both injured and were recovering from their injuries.

The white-haired man said coldly, "How dare the little Cang Yun kid get his hands on the things of my Ghost King Sect? Sooner or later, I will fight him and break his Cang Yun Sword."

"Enter the formation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Youmeng hurriedly took out a token and sent a ray of light to the formation in front, and a huge entrance appeared that could allow a flying boat to pass through.

The flying boat started moving and disappeared into the formation like a stream of light.

The scene inside the formation was very different from what one saw outside.

On the huge mountain, the ground at the foot of the mountain was barren and the vegetation seemed to have been burned away.

At the foot of the mountain, you can see huge mines with people going in and out.

As soon as they entered the formation, Wu Tian and other disciples, led by Yun Youmeng, left the white bone flying boat and flew to the mine at the foot of the mountain.

The leader of the Ghost King Sect put away the white bone flying boat, and disappeared in a flash with his two elders.

at the foot of the mountain.

Yun Youmeng and a group of disciples stopped in front of the No. 8 mine and said, "This mine is newly opened. You can start mining first, and then join the sect to fight the Qingyun Immortal Sect when they attack."

Then she looked at Han Ye and said, "Junior brother, this mine is in your charge. I'll give you these spiritual pickaxes for mining."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and a pickaxe as big as a hill appeared.

"Don't worry, senior sister. I will manage this mine well." Han Ye's face was full of smiles and he was very happy in his heart.

You know, managing a mine is a lucrative job, especially with so many people under you. Any spiritual stones he intercepts would not be a small amount.

This can be seen from the envious looks in the eyes of the other dozen or so Jindan Zhenren.

After all, you're staying in this mine anyway, so it's good to have some extra income.

Although Han Ye is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, there are people at the scene who are stronger than him.

but……

They can't beat Yun Youmeng!

Even though they are both in the late Jindan stage, Yun Youmeng can fight two alone.

Naturally, they didn't dare to act rashly according to Yun Youmeng's orders.

Yun Youmeng did not stay long. After giving instructions, she left with a dozen other Jindan stage cultivators.

After Yun Youmeng left, Han Ye looked at the tens of thousands of people present and said, "I am Han Ye, the inner sect steward of Jiuyou Peak. I believe many people know me."

"I don't care which peak you are from, whether you are inner disciples or outer disciples.

Since Senior Sister Youmeng has handed this mine over to me, I hope you won't cause me any trouble and that we can complete the sect's mission together.

There are hundreds of mines in this mine, and each mine needs a supervisor. If anyone wants to become a supervisor, tell me now."

Being a supervisor is definitely much more comfortable than being a miner. At least you don’t have to work so hard to mine, and the treatment is much better.

Many people were moved.

However, except for the Foundation Establishment cultivators, the Qi Refining cultivators were obviously not qualified to compete for the position of supervisor and could only watch helplessly.

Not a moment.

The late stage of foundation building accounted for nearly half of the places, and the remaining middle stage of foundation building began to compete for the remaining places.

(End of this chapter)