The middle-aged man with a yellow face said loudly, taking out a strange instrument, a bit like a speaker, and a bit like a rice cooker. \ There was a fist-sized opening on the side of the instrument with eight balls of light on it.
If Chu Tianfeng was here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance, this instrument was called the Spirit Root Instrument, and there was a five-element formation in it, which could accurately detect the spiritual root of the monk.
The eight balls of light represent the eight spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and ice, and which ball of light will be bright, and the brighter the ball of light, the higher the value of the spiritual root, and vice versa, the value of the spiritual root is very poor.
The yellow-faced middle-aged man walked up to the group of innate stage disciples with the instrument, and asked them to put their hands into that opening one by one, and then luck.
After a busy time, it turned out that Yan Ruoyun, Feng Minghui and others had good spiritual roots, among which Yan Ruoyun was the best, and Long Yuanhua and Fang Han also had good spiritual roots, but they were too old and were still classified as miners.
Subsequently, the horse-faced youth gathered everyone again and asked the yellow-faced middle-aged man to distribute uniform robes to the warriors.
Feng Mingyun was more careful, and found that everyone's robes were still a little different, Yan Ruoyun's chest petals were embroidered with gold, Feng Minghui and several other innate martial artists were embroidered with silver, and the rest were all embroidered with black ordinary silk threads.
In other words, although these Yuantian stage warriors don't need to mine, they are actually no different from miners.
"From today onwards, you are the disciples of my Guiyi Sect" The fierce gaze of the horse-faced young man swept over everyone's faces, "Remember, our sect is called Guiyi Sect, and it is the most powerful sect in the Inner Earth World. ” Speaking of this, with a wave of his hand, he took out many flying swords and asked the yellow-faced middle-aged man to distribute them to a group of Yuantian stage martial artists.
When Wang Jianliang and the others saw this, they all shouted in surprise.
"Oh my God, this is a flying sword" Du Tiancai touched the flying sword, his eyes lit up.
"Haha, I didn't expect that I actually have a flying sword" Liu Jingting held the flying sword in both hands, and his whole body trembled.
"Chu Tianfeng, grandpa is coming to you" Wang Jianliang was even more excited, and the old tears were overflowing.
"I am your senior brother Ni Kangyu."
The young man with the flying sword and horse face was very satisfied with everyone's performance, he took out two jade slips from the ring, and let the middle-aged man with a yellow face imprint into the sea of knowledge, "This is the rules and regulations of our sect, as well as the imperial sword technique."
The warriors were even more overjoyed, and almost wanted to hug the horse-faced young man Ni Kangyu and kiss him violently.
"Senior brother, you are so good to us, we will listen to you in everything from now on."
Yang Jin's eyes were full of reverence, and he eagerly expressed his attitude to Ni Kangyu.
"Senior brother, don't worry, we will definitely capture that little bastard of Chu Tianfeng and hand it over to you."
Wang Jianliang was not to be outdone.
"Very good" Ni Kangyu pointed at Wang Jianliang with his hand, "In the future, you will be the head of this group, you will first practice the swordsmanship here, and then let me go into the mountains to catch Chu, oh, Chu Tianfeng" "Yes," the king was overjoyed to see him.
Unbeknownst to him, Ni Kangyu was happier than him, and when he went out casually, he not only learned a big secret in Death Valley, picked up a group of miners, but also found a group of substitute ghosts.
Oh, and most importantly, received a genius disciple, Yan Ruoyun.
After giving another lecture to everyone, Ni Kangyu and a group of disciples of the Guiyi Sect took those innate stage martial artists and flew into the sky, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Looking at the smaller and smaller black dots in the sky, Wang Jianliang and the others were excited.
"Haha, everyone give me a spiritual point" Wang Jianliang touched the flying sword, full of ambition.
"Hey Senior Brother Wang" Yang Jin entered the state as soon as possible and found the right position.
"Senior Brother Wang is good", most of the martial artists expressed their enthusiastic support for Wang Jianliang.
Long Xiao, Feng Chengyun, Du Tiancai, Master Wuyin, Master Jianxing and others looked at each other, shook their heads with a wry smile.
"Alright."
Wang Jianliang glanced around at everyone and said, "Everyone hurry up and practice the swordsmanship, and when the swordsmanship is practiced, go into the mountain with the old man and catch Chu Tianfeng haha" After a pause, he looked at Long Xiao, Feng Chengyun, Bai Yunfei, and Du Tiancai, and said, "The old man knows that you have a good personal relationship with Chu Tianfeng, but you had better be honest, otherwise, don't blame the old man for turning his face and not recognizing people." ” Long Xiao, Feng Chengyun, and Du Tiancai glanced at each other, and they didn't dare to come out.
In the next few days, under the leadership of Wang Jianliang, everyone practiced swordsmanship in the valley.
Not only do they practice Edgeworth to kill enemies, but they also practice Edgeworth flying.
Fortunately, the level of the demon beasts on the periphery of Death Valley is not high, and the martial artists can also deal with it.
Wang Jianliang deliberately made things difficult for Long Xiao, Feng Chengyun, Bai Yunfei, and Du Tiancai, and every time they practiced swordsmanship, they had to make food and drink for everyone.
During this period, Ni Kangyu sent someone to supervise once, and taught everyone decently for a long time before leaving.
After more than half a month, everyone's swordsmanship cultivation was relatively skilled, and it happened that Ni Kangyu sent someone to urge him, and Wang Jianliang led everyone to return to the Valley of Death.
Wang Jianliang stepped on the flying sword, which can be described as full of spirit.
He couldn't wait to catch Chu Tianfeng, and he was ashamed Chu Tianfeng once broke his arm, killed and injured dozens of people in the Wang family, and his younger brother, son, and grandson all died at Chu Tianfeng's hands.
He secretly swore that he must use the flying sword to pick Chu Tianfeng's dantian and shatter Chu Tianfeng's corpse into ten thousand pieces In a trance, everyone flew for more than an hour and came to a high mountain.
Wang Jianliang gave an order, and everyone landed one by one and rested for a while.
Long Xiao, Feng Chengyun, Bai Yunfei, and Du Tiancai did not rest, and the four of them flew to the nearby valley in an orderly manner to fetch water for everyone.
Luckily, there was a stream at the bottom of the mountain.
The four of them landed by the stream and took out the kettle to fill it with water.
"Damn, this surnamed Wang is such a bastard."
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Long Xiao shouted and cursed while filling the water.
He has a higher cultivation among the four, and he is also taken care of more by Wang Jianliang.
Sometimes, Wang saw that his conscience was whimsical, and asked Long Xiaotian to steal bird eggs for him to make egg soup to drink.
"If you want me to say, Xiao Chu is a bastard, why didn't you kill him in the first place" Du Tiancai complained.
"You'd better say a few words, if he hears it, it's time to embarrass us again."
Feng Chengyun persuaded.
"Damn, this guy surnamed Wang is a handyman like us, and he's angry," Long Xiao still scolded.
They had already read the rules and regulations in the sect and understood that the disciples of the Guiyi Sect were divided into four classes.
The first class is also the center of power in the door, and is the elder and head of the door; the second class is the inner disciples of the door, such as Ni Kangyu and Yan Ruoyun are among the representatives; The third class is the outer disciples, like Feng Minghui and others.
Finally, they are called not miners, but handymen As the name suggests, a handyman is a type of work that does handy.
The higher-level disciples have absolute dominance over the lower-level disciples, and the lower-level disciples must unconditionally obey the orders of the higher-level disciples, that is, the head and elders are in charge of the inner disciples, the inner disciples are in charge of the outer disciples, and the outer disciples are in charge of the handymen.
In layman's terms, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat small shrimp.
As for the small shrimp, they have to eat plankton.
If you can't even eat planktonic life, I'm sorry, then you have to drink seawater Unfortunately, Long Xiao and the others are the little shrimp, and they are the shrimp among the shrimps "Alas, I knew I should have gone mining."
Bai Yunfei was obviously unwilling to make shrimp, and sighed, "I don't know what happened to Fang Han and them." ” In other words, he was unwilling to be manipulated by Wang Jianliang.
After all, there are very few people like Wang Jianliang and Yang Jin who want to worship the boss as soon as they meet "Haha, I guess it's comfortable" Long Xiao was even more unwilling, and let out a shocking laugh.
At this moment, everyone heard a scream in a trance.
"What's going on," Bai Yunfei asked suspiciously.
The crowd raised their heads and looked in the direction of the top of the mountain.
It didn't matter if you looked at it, it made the four of them tremble all over.
I saw that above the top of the mountain, there was a fiery red, and the dense firewing birds almost covered the sky on the top of the mountain.
Wang Jianliang and the others were completely surrounded by a flock of birds, rushing left and right there, fleeing in embarrassment.
But wherever they fled, the birds followed, and their spiky beaks sprayed at them.
The strings of tongues of fire in the air are spectacular Wang Jianliang and the others had no power to fight back, so they could only shuttle through the tongue of fire and run for their lives.
It's no wonder that these warriors don't know any other spells except swordsmanship.
If you step on the sword, you can only run for your life, and you will not be able to fight the enemy at all.
"Run" Long Xiao didn't care to look at it, stuffed the kettle into the package, and released the flying sword.
Du Tiancai and the others also hurriedly packed up and flew into the sky.
Anyway, there were no relatives and friends at the top of the mountain, so the four of them didn't say a word and flew away to the outside of the valley.
"Come back" Wang Jianliang, who was in the flock of birds, saw the four of them and shouted loudly, "I order you to come back" I didn't reply to your grandmother Long Xiaotou, but sped up.
The other three also pretended not to hear, and just flew forward.
"Long Xiaofeng rides the clouds, don't let me see you again," Wang Jianliang's sad voice came from behind him.
As soon as the words fell, I heard a scream from the crowd.
Feng Chengyun felt that the voice was a little familiar, turned his head to look, and saw a figure falling from the sky, and was immediately shocked: "It's Liu Jingting of the Huashan faction."
"Don't look back, run," Long Xiao shouted at her.
Feng Chengyun gritted his teeth, turned around and galloped.
The four of them flew for more than half an hour in one go, and when they found that there were no pursuers behind them, they landed on a hillside and rested for a while.
After another half an hour, everyone was really restored and stood up one by one.
"Brother Long, what now" Bai Yunfei asked Long Xiao.
Long Xiao looked at the sky behind him, and his old face twisted into a bitter melon: "No way, the sect can't go back." ” It is clearly written in the relevant rules and regulations of the Guiyi Sect that this kind of behavior of theirs is called betrayal For those who betray the sect, the handling of the Guiyi sect has always been very simple, one word, kill In other words, from now on, they will be hunted down by thousands of disciples of the Guiyi Sect "Damn, this has been a traitor for less than a month after joining the organization."
Du Tiancai looked depressed.
"It seems that we can only die in this mountain."
Bai Yunfei let out a long sigh.
"I'm afraid it's not old age yet."
Du Tiancai wiped the sweat from his head and said, "The monsters in this mountain are so powerful, maybe" At the end, he also let out a long sigh, "Alas":