Chapter 358
"Brother Jia Ren, eat quickly, this food will not taste good when it gets cold."

While talking to Jia Ren, Zhao Zhipeng stuffed all kinds of food into his mouth.

This food can be said to be the top work of that sect.

After all, this is food for the head of the sect and the guests sent by other sects to eat at the opening ceremony.

If people from other sects think it's not tasty, or if the head chef thinks it's not tasty, then the chef will inevitably be punished.

So, why wouldn't the cooks do their best to prepare the meal well?
But it's a pity that Zhao Zhipeng stole this table of meals even though he did his best.

The punishment of the sect will definitely not escape, and it is still unknown whether he can stay in the sect.

After all, this is a meal prepared for the head of the sect and guests of other sects, not to mention its value, but the meaning of the meal, so there is no room for loss.

As for Zhao Zhipeng, he didn't bother to care so much, some food was already good, so why care so much?
So, after drinking and eating, Zhao Zhipeng led Jia Ren to Jia Ren's home.

"Brother Jia Ren, you go to open the shop first, and we will discuss the future when you come back."

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Zhipeng put the packing box in his hand on the table, talked to Jia Ren, and left directly.

Looking at Zhao Zhipeng's leaving back, Jia Ren also nodded slightly, then turned and walked into the room.

"Well, as the day goes by, there are still quite a lot of people here."

Looking at the dense figures under Shengxian Peak, Zhao Zhipeng was hiding in the clouds and watching below.

Looking at young people who can be called the pride of heaven in the outside world rushing towards Shengxian Peak like a tide, Zhao Zhipeng couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Most of these seedlings with acceptable qualifications are probably sent by those big families or even big sects to obtain information.

However, there are also some teenagers who have no hope of practicing martial arts and want to try their luck at Shengxian Peak.

Seeing young people coming from all directions, Zhao Zhipeng nodded slightly.

Entering his Immortal Sect is not as simple as entering those warrior schools.

If you want to enter the Immortal Sect, you can first imprint it in your soul. As for the specific function of this imprint, you will definitely not reveal it to those young people.

However, if you want to imprint without anyone noticing, you need something to assist.

"System, give me a magic weapon to print a mark? You can't just watch them come to my Immortal Sect with a purpose, can you?"

A faint voice resounded in the clouds, but except for Zhao Zhipeng who could hear it, no one else could hear it anyway.

"Ding, this request is reasonable, the system has accepted it, and the imprint printing equipment is being issued"

"Ding, it has been issued, please check with the host."

Looking at a spherical object that suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhao Zhipeng grabbed it without thinking.

With the release of mental power, Zhao Zhipeng immediately knew the usage and purpose of this thing.

As long as you stand within 500 meters of the ball, the ball will automatically mark all creatures.

As for the specific function of the imprint, it is just to subtly transform that creature into a disciple of Ascending Immortal Sect.

Of course, this mark also has the function of making those creatures never betray.

Even, as long as the suzerain gives an order, that disciple can be deprived of his cultivation or his life.

It can be said that this thing is an artifact to control the disciples under the sect.

As long as he is marked, the disciple's life will be under the control of the sect.

Until it soars to the fairyland, or dies unexpectedly.

But when it comes to the fairyland, Zhao Zhipeng is not in charge, that is He Song's business.

Of course, Zhao Zhipeng didn't know about the existence of He Song.

Therefore, he directly threw the ball to a disc halfway up the mountain.

He had already thought about the conditions for selecting his disciples.

Now only after the selected disciples enter the halfway up the mountain and are marked, they will be the official disciples of Shengxianzong.

After doing all this, Zhao Zhipeng found that he started to do nothing again.

He has already completed the preparations for recruiting disciples, and the 100 robots will also teach those disciples how to cultivate immortals.

The current self seems to be very idle?
Thinking so in his heart, Zhao Zhipeng looked at the countless young people below.

"Hey hey hey"

Accompanied by obscene laughter, Zhao Zhipeng's figure slowly disappeared into the clouds.

"Brother, do you know? This Shengxianzong seems to have a very strong background."

A man in a white robe said to a man with facial paralysis beside him.

"Ah."

A faint voice sounded, this man with facial paralysis is indeed worthy of facial paralysis, after glancing at the white-robed man beside him, he only hummed lightly.

"Brother, I have some inside information here. I can tell you as long as I have 10 spirit stones."

Getting closer again, the white-robed man had a mysterious expression on his face, as if the inside information he knew was terrible news.

"Ok?"

This time, the facial paralyzed still hummed softly, but there was a trace of doubt mixed in this noise.

Looking at the expressionless face in front of him, the corners of the white-robed man's mouth twitched. This was the first time he had seen such a calm master.

Those people in the past, when they heard what they said inside information, which one didn't show great interest?

"Brother, as long as you have 10 spirit stones, I will tell you the inside information I know, how about it?"

Looking at the paralyzed face in front of him, the white-robed man looked helpless. In his mind, this time's deception is probably going to be yellow.

"it is good."

But what he didn't expect was that the facial paralysis directly threw 10 spirit stones into his hands, and then put on an appearance of listening attentively.

"As far as I know, the head teacher of the Ascending Immortal Sect has a lot of background. Yesterday, that voice spread for countless miles around."

"No one knows how far this voice has spread. From this, it can be seen that the master of the Ascending Immortal Sect must be extremely advanced."

"Besides, the voice has spread across countless miles, and the geniuses in those countless miles must also be rushing here. Therefore, if you want to enter the Immortal Sect, you should hurry up and enter before the people behind come."

"Okay, I'm done with my inside information, thank you for the ten spirit stones, brother."

After waving his hand, the man in white robe didn't wait for the man with the paralyzed face to respond, and immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

Looking at the direction in which the white-robed man was leaving, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the man with facial paralysis.

To be honest, he really didn't think of this before, but in 3 days, those people can arrive?He doesn't believe it.

Shaking his head, the paralyzed man once again turned his attention to the front of the mountain gate of Shengxianzong.

It was a huge mountain gate.

Above the mountain gate, various strange beasts that he had never seen before occupied it.

Shengxianzong.

Three eye-catching characters are quietly displayed on the plaque of the mountain gate.

Feeling the bursts of coercion coming from those three handwritings, the man with the paralyzed face remained calm on the surface, but turbulent waves turned up in his heart.

He felt that under those three words, he was just an ant, looking up at the dragon above the sky, so small and humble.

(End of this chapter)

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