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On the way, Xu Shan felt quite uneasy.

The tragic scene before Yang Lin's death made him a little nauseous, but he felt much better after eating a plate of food.

The towel is really an auxiliary artifact, but it's a pity that it is in a state of tatters and it probably won't be used for long.

Secondly, this move was indeed risky, but he didn't want to give up the opportunity to quickly improve his strength.

Although Yang Lin is dead and Master Zihe is eager to recruit disciples, it is not a big problem for him to find an excuse to sneak in.

The scale of Zhenhaizong must be quite large, and no one would be afraid to suspect him, a monk in the foundation building stage.

Although he was completely incapable of defeating the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, it was still easy to intimidate the enemy with the powerful and unpredictable effects of the props.

Once the CD is used, just invite the non-existent ‘master’ out.

What's more, Yang Lin said that Master Zihe's disciples only disappeared when they reached the elixir formation stage.

This means that he will not act quickly after his disciple enters the elixir formation stage. He has enough time to react, and overall the risk is controllable.

He actually wanted to live in the mountains for a hundred and eighty years before leaving seclusion and walking sideways wherever he went.

But all the masters he had seen and heard had experienced hundreds of battles and dealt with life and death. Even a prodigy like Huang Zhiwen needed a lot of actual combat to hone and increase his strength.

It can be seen that if a person hides in the deep mountains and old forests, even if he has enough resources and peerless skills, he will not be able to practice anything, and he will be beaten when he comes out.

If he doesn't dare to take risks even though he has so much previous information and back-ups, then his life is a failure and he won't be able to become anything great in the future.

Xu Shan flew south all the way, not forgetting to wink and practice his acting skills on the way.

Half an hour later, a small town appeared in front of him.

When he got closer, Xu Shan looked towards the city and saw a huge statue in front of him.

This man is holding Fu Chen and looks like an immortal. There are many mortals kneeling down and offering incense under the statue.

In other parts of the town, there is a peaceful scene, and it seems that life is comfortable.

He is going in the right direction, but is this Zhujia Town?

The Blood Food Town described by Yang Lin was a bit too harmonious... completely different from the dark and cruel scene he imagined.

While he was observing, two monks flew forward and asked eagerly: "Who is coming?"

"This disciple committed suicide and joined the Zhenhai Sect on the orders of Zuo Shi Yang Lin. Is this Zhujia Town?"

"This is Zhujia Town, but where is the Zuo Envoy?"

It’s really Zhujia Town!

That statue is most likely the real Zihe... It seems that he is quite skillful in management...

"Zuo Zhi and I encountered a monster on the way, Zuo Zhi made me take the first step."

The two monks looked at each other.

At the same time, he turned sideways and looked at the road ahead: "Continue going south, and you will see Zhenhaizong in less than a moment."

Xu Shan clasped his fists in thanks and continued on his way.

Fortunately, using Yang Lin's name, these two people didn't embarrass him too much.

After flying for less than ten minutes, the mountain gate of Zhenhaizong appeared in front of Xu Shan.

The mountain where the sect is located is extremely high, shrouded in clouds and mist, and majestic.

This sect is dignified and upright, without the desolate and murderous atmosphere of the Blood Killing Hall.

A long staircase winds up to the top, surrounded by peaks.

The scale is three times the size of Xinglan Sect.

When Xu Shan reached the foot of the mountain, he saw a man coming, who looked like an outsider.

He spoke concisely and concisely: "The disciple came from the Bloody Murder Hall and joined the Zhenhai Sect under the orders of Yang Lin, the Zuo envoy."

The man's spiritual consciousness swept over him and saw that he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. He nodded lightly: "What's your name? Where is Zuo Shi?"

"Disciple Xu Xian, I encountered a monster fighting with Zuo Shi on the way. She asked me to take the first step."

"Come up with me and don't look around."

Xu Shan followed closely and followed him to the main hall on the mountainside.

Standing in the square, the outer door steward said indifferently: "Wait here, don't walk around randomly."

Xu Shan nodded and stayed where he was, looking at the scenery.

It was different from what he had imagined. The journey was smooth and he was led directly to the main hall.

It can be seen that the recruitment of disciples by Master Zihe has a high priority in Zhenhai Sect.

After waiting for two full hours, the sky was already dark.

There were two more people beside Xu Shan.

One person has a sinewy face and looks very fierce, while the other person looks ordinary.

After the three people arrived, the door of Zhenhaizong's main hall opened automatically.

A voice came from it.

"Come in."

Xu Shan exhaled and followed closely behind the other two.

Okay, Yang Lin said before that Zihe Zhenren only recruited the last three people, but now they are all here.

There is no accident, these two people should be brothers who have suffered together.

These two people probably feel beautiful in their hearts...

The three of them entered the hall and the door closed automatically.

There were only a few ordinary oil lamps lit in the hall, making the space a little dark.

The three of them were all nervous, and Xu Shan could clearly hear the other two's heartbeats speeding up.

But at this moment, a figure walked out of the darkness on the left.

With a flick of his sleeve, the whole hall was filled with light, and a burst of light appeared on the roof out of thin air, illuminating the entire hall.

Xu Shan glanced at the person coming and quickly lowered his head.

This man is dressed in a purple robe and looks like an immortal, just like the statue in Zhujia Town!

If I hadn't learned about his situation from Yang Lin, I wouldn't have thought that this guy would use mortals as blood food to practice.

"I am the leader of Zhenhai Sect. You don't have to be nervous. Look up." Zihe Zhenren's voice was neither hurried nor slow, and he seemed very warm, just like an elder next door.

The three of them looked up, and Zihe Zhenren walked slowly to them: "Who is Xu Xian?"

"My disciple is." Xu Shan said.

Zihe Zhenren looked at him, and his consciousness quickly scanned Xu Shan's body: "Yang Lin is dead, what happened on the way?"

Xu Shan trembled all over, with panic on his face: "Left Envoy is dead? Disciple...Disciple doesn't know, I participated in the trial in the Blood Killing Hall and encountered an evil cultivator. Later, the evil cultivator may have left, so Left Envoy immediately brought me here."

"Halfway...Disciple consumed too much in the trial, and the spiritual power was exhausted...Left Envoy took me down to regulate my breath. As a result, I encountered a sneak attack by a monster in the forest. I didn't see it clearly at the time and was pushed away by Left Envoy. She let me go first, and the rest...I don't know."

Zihe Zhenren nodded slightly and sighed softly: "God's will is playing tricks on people, and she suffered."

There is nothing wrong with what Xu Xian said.

The Blood Killing Hall has sent him a message, and the evil cultivator who didn't know where he came from made him nervous. Not long after that, Yang Lin's heart lamp left in Zhenhai Sect suddenly went out.

However, with Yang Lin's strength at the Jindan stage, how could he be easily attacked and killed by monsters in the outer periphery of Southern Xinjiang? It is very likely that the evil cultivators are causing trouble...Evil cultivators are all crazy and cannot be speculated by common sense.

"Forget it, everyone has their own destiny." Zihe Zhenren said, "The three of you who came today are disciples carefully selected by each hall. The reason why I asked you to come here today and I personally met you is that I want to select disciples to pass on my legacy."

"I guess you are wondering why I am so hasty in accepting disciples. This is purely a helpless move. The skills I practiced are very rare and cannot be practiced without great perseverance. In addition, my life is coming to an end and it is difficult to find good disciples, so I have this plan..."

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