I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know 100 million points of skills, right?

Chapter 40: Someone can scare the disciples of Jidao Sect?
Until the spirit boat sailed out of the Linglu Mountains, the image of the gathering of casual cultivators kept flashing in Zhong Lingge's mind.

She had just looked down from a high place and saw that individual cultivators were like tiny black ants, pouring into the center from all directions, forming a sea of ​​monks they had never met before.

The individual cultivators working alone are so small and fragile, but when they are gathered together, they give people a strong sense of oppression. Even when looking down from a high altitude, their power can be felt.

"What junior sister said just now is very useful." Yin Manman kept thinking about that picture, and the shock in her heart still lingered, "What the casual cultivators lack is not strength, but cohesion. Once someone stands up to break through the window paper, there will always be The brave respond.”

Feng Mingyuan agreed: "When timid monks see more people gathered, they will become bolder. Junior sister, you have the potential to persuade people. How about going to the Nansuan League with me to do things in your free time?"

Zhong Lingge was confused and quickly declined politely: "Thank you, Second Senior Brother, for the invitation. I am of a low level and weak in strength. I still have a lot to learn. I am afraid I won't have time for hundreds of years."

Feng Mingyuan sighed regretfully: "Hey, hundreds of years, forget it, you can practice hard."

Zhong Lingge was lucky to escape. In the original text, the second senior brother was often beaten and scolded outside, and she really didn't want to share the pain.

Yin Manman saw her eyes full of evasion, and helped change the topic: "Junior sister hasn't said whether it was fun in the secret realm, whether she gained much, and whether she killed the people she wanted to kill."

Zhong Lingge kept nothing secret from his disciples and told them what happened after entering the secret realm. Finally, when he said that Lin Xiaojiu was still in the storage bag, the shocked senior sisters and brothers felt that this was not a long-term solution.

Feng Mingyuan shook a gold-wired hollow fan and frowned slightly: "The evil cultivator's soul flag can be put into the storage bag, it seems because there are many ghosts in it, and it doesn't matter if you lose some. Ghost cultivators may not be able to put it in the soul-nurturing flag. It may have been left in the storage bag for too long.”

Yin Manman also felt that it was impossible: "The storage bag can only store dead objects, and it cannot be kept for a long time even if it is isolated by a soul-raising flag. The method you discussed with a few new friends is very good, refining the puppet and letting her possess it, but this also has a fatal flaw .”

"What shortcomings?" Zhong Lingge was a little nervous.

Yin Manman said helplessly: "The status of the puppet master is very low. Only casual cultivators can study it. There are very few people who can refine high-level puppets, let alone agree with the condition of being able to possess people. I don't know much about this Tao. I know there is someone who can refine it, but he is too dangerous."

"Third junior sister, are you saying you blame old man Bingyi? Absolutely not!" Feng Mingyuan glared and bared his teeth, his beautiful posture completely gone.

"Who is he?" Zhong Lingge clicked his tongue in surprise. It was a miracle in the lower realm that someone could scare the people of Jidao Sect.

Yin Manman explained: "He is a rare Nascent Soul Perfection cultivator, and he is also the most famous puppet master today. It is difficult to do business with him. He does not accept spiritual stones or rare treasures, and only allows buyers based on the difficulty of the order. If someone does something for him, it is usually unreasonable and cruel."

Feng Mingyuan was afraid that his junior sister would find fault with the old man, so he quickly added: "The last time he made a deal with someone, the condition he gave was that he would kill all the mortals, even the children."

"Then the buyer really went?"

"It is said that he went there. Because of this, Bingyi and the buyer were hunted down by many monks. He has been hiding for decades and has not come out. Even if he looks for it, he may not be able to find it."

Zhong Lingge wanted to quit. She didn't want to bear a bunch of blood debts for no reason. This was not in line with her original intention of killing people.

"Then is there anyone else who can refine it? It doesn't matter if the quality is poor, it's okay to refine a few more and use them interchangeably."

Xiao Jiu is a child at heart, so she might even like to change into different bodies to play with.

Yin Manman and Feng Mingyuan were deep in thought. After a while, Yin Manman shook his head and said he couldn't think of anything.

"I'm going to travel to the central part of the country in the near future. I asked around along the way, and I don't believe there is only one Bing and Yi in the lower domain."

Feng Mingyuan said that he also wanted to go out: "I'm going to the south for a while, just in time to ask about the situation of the puppet masters there." "Thank you, second senior brother! Thank you, third senior sister!" Zhong Lingge felt warm in her heart, her progress and gains , Master and senior brothers and sisters will be truly happy; Master and senior brothers and sisters will seriously help her with her troubles and troubles.

Joining the Jidao Sect was indeed the greatest opportunity in her journey of cultivating Taoism, bar none.

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"Hey, hey, you're still running away? I've played with you for two sticks of incense, it's time for you to be obedient."

The weird old man's voice echoed in the air. Hu Jiufei's face turned pale, and he leaned against a giant white tree, panting.

She walked all the way to Feihuawu, escaping the robbery and tracking, avoiding the crowd, and finally reached the safety of the woods.In the end, she thought she was safe.

She had just set up the defensive formation and was about to take out the Thousand Silk Vine to clean it up, when a force of Nascent Soul's pressure broke through the formation.She ran away instinctively, and the old man let her run away as if he were playing, only seeing her sound but not her person.
She knew that her escape seemed like a joke, but she couldn't help but resist. Even if she was struggling to die, it would be better than standing and waiting to die.

She entered the secret realm, earned spiritual stones, and met three good friends. Perhaps all the opportunities in her life have been exhausted. Even if she died here today, her regret would be that she could not go further with her good friends.

However, she would rather die than give in.

"Aren't you just looking for a sense of superiority by playing tricks on me? I don't get what you want! If you don't kill me, I won't accept my fate."

"Tsk tsk! You little ant has quite a bit of backbone. I said you should listen and see what I want."

The old man's voice was sinister, and no matter what he said, it was full of contempt. It didn't seem like he was targeting low-level ants, but rather he seemed to hate and despise everything in the world.

"I will accept you as my disciple, please give me the Thousand Silk Vine in your hand."

Although joking, it cannot be refuted.

Hu Jiufei's heart tightened. There was nothing else but Qiansi Vine.

She, Siyue and Xiaojiu killed several waves of difficult spirit insects and finally obtained the main puppet material. It was related to Xiaojiu's life and death, so she couldn't agree.

"Sorry, I can't give it."

"No? Hahaha. You can't give it? What a joke! Hahaha. After decades of not leaving the mountain, the rules of respecting the strong in this realm have changed? Do you think I am asking for your opinion?"

As the pressure dropped, Hu Jiufei's chest felt tight and his consciousness was dizzy, and his body fell hard to the ground.She stared, her vision blurred, and two lines of hot tears flowed uncontrollably into her temples.

Are you going to die?
Hu Jiufei's consciousness gradually blurred, and before sinking into darkness, she seemed to have returned to the Linglu Secret Realm.Lingge and Siyue were by their side, and Xiaojiu floated in front, chirping and introducing every spiritual grass in the secret realm, his voice getting farther and farther away.

"Are you so careless during the Qi refining period these days?"

The white-haired old man with a hunchback appeared out of thin air, stood next to Hu Jiufei, and kicked her arm with his foot.

"As long as you don't die, I'll take it as your consent. From now on, you will be my only disciple."

The old man used his spiritual consciousness to lift Hu Jiufei up, and controlled her to kneel on the ground and kowtow three times. Then he waved his long sleeves and disappeared from the spot with Hu Jiufei.

(End of this chapter)