long night walk

Chapter 748 Demon League
Most of the monsters' thoughts were straightforward and simple. Bai Lian didn't talk about the future trends and truths like Su and Yin did, and he didn't even waste too much talk to sensationalize and try to impress the hearts of these monsters.

He only had a simple sentence: "I want to be your master."

Since you want to have something else in this world, it is naturally impossible to take care of yourself alone. Bai Lian is not a perfect saint with complete knowledge and deeds. Gentlemen do it.

He didn't give any further explanations, and for these more than 1000 monsters, it is not an excessive requirement to spend a huge sum of money to buy them and become their masters.

After all, for human beings who are chasing interests, who would be okay to act as a hypocritical benevolent person who is taken advantage of by buying monsters and releasing them?
Of course, this is how demons view people. As far as demons themselves are concerned, even though the emperor's seal of Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan is blessed and passed down from generation to generation, it does not mean that demons have been so powerful that they are so powerful Desperate celestial power tames into slavery.

In the bones of a demon, he is born to be unruly and proud.

So much so that they were put on slave chains and shackles, and locked in the cages for training, they would still burst out dormant ferocity from time to time, counterattacking and killing those demon trainers.

Even after some monsters were brought back to the mansion by buyers, many people mistakenly thought that they had completely domesticated the monsters, and after three or five years, they were rebellious again.

In terms of demon training methods, Bailian can't even compare to a fledgling demon trainer. At least for demon trainers, they know the nature of monsters. To put it bluntly, I want to be your master.

This is a big taboo for training monsters!

However, the big and small monsters lying on the hill did not show any particularly ferocious scene after hearing the taboo words.

Perhaps it was because Bai Lian showed a strong side in Yulou and deeply subdued them.

Or it could be said that when the little princess of the Chang Ting clan ruthlessly killed the monsters and opened the Xuanshui Formation, it was Bai Lian who, out of kindness, took them into the demon ring instead of sending them away. They serve as human shields to counteract the power of the Xuanshui Formation.

The monster is cruel, but also grateful.

But knowing kindness does not mean that they will let go of their strength and dignity and be slaves to others.

Even though there is no place for monsters in the world, they still yearn for freedom.

Even if that piece of freedom is full of traps and dangers, it is still better than being a bird in a cage.

While hesitating and hesitating, Bai Lian said another sentence very calmly: "Everyone comes and goes according to your own wishes. If you don't want to recognize me as the master, you can leave on your own. I won't force you to stay."

With a simple sentence, the law of forcefully recruiting demon slaves was broken.

The demons were really taken aback. Seeing that Bai Lian's expression was serious and calm, and he didn't seem to be faking it, they vaguely guessed something.

Some demons still want to be stubborn and try to fight hard to escape. At worst, they will write down the appearance of this young man. Today, the demons will find opportunities to repay the kindness of saving him today.

But he never thought that he would acquire such a Buddha-nature when he received demons.

The monsters here are all very intelligent. They vaguely guessed some of Bai Lian's thoughts, and they were not in a hurry to leave. Some even asked questions.

If you recognize him as the master, you need them to do something.

I thought the answer I gave was to be willing to offer my own smelting spirit weapon, or to become a demon pet and be driven by him.

who knew...

"If you recognize me as Lord, I will give you a place to settle down and live. As for what you have to do..."

Bai Lian's eyes glided over these monsters, and said: "I need you to continue to maintain this indomitable bone that will not yield to the world, rely on talents and means, break the limits of history, and use this pair of shackles to break through the limits of history." Your body, stand on the top of the mountain in this world, and reject all the blessings of heaven imposed on you."

His voice was very soft, but every word hit the hearts of all monsters heavily: "I don't like that underground dark city, but that existence spreads all over the world like a shadow. Since it cannot be eliminated, we might as well work together to get rid of it." Replace it."

The monsters looked at each other, as if they were looking at a monster with innocent and absurd ideas.

Such monsters have never been rare in history. The demons in the world have been suppressed by the heavens for too long. After a few years, a few ghosts who stand out and have deviant ideas will always spring up like bamboo shoots.

With a heart higher than the sky, with an ambition to reach the sky, the world is so big that it can be turned upside down by such a ghost.

But so what, in the end, he didn't die in the wilderness, blatantly and desolately.

Bai Li'an didn't have the kind-hearted Ling Yunzhi who acted like that, but for some reason, with his calm and calm expression, none of the fifteen hundred demons chose to leave.

In the long silence, finally a demon spoke up and said:
"Replacing the underground dark city, just by us, can it really be done?"

From ancient times to the present, no one has ever spoken such words to them.

The Dark City is undoubtedly a nightmare place for all monsters and even all things that can be sold. It has shrouded the entire Tianyao Continent like a terrifying shadow since the Warring States Period, like a tree stationed thousands of miles away. If the towering trees in the sky do not overturn the entire land, it is impossible to completely dig up the dark city.

Bai Lian shook his head and said, "It's better to confirm your own strength by doing it than by not doing it and doubting your own strength."

The monsters lying on the ground slowly bowed their bodies, staring at Bai Li'an seriously with dark eyes.

In the end, they lowered their gazes, and none of them left. Instead, they knelt on one knee, folded their hands across their chests, put their foreheads on the backs of their hands, and said in unison:
"I am willing to follow the king, conquer the whole life, and shake him up!"

On this day, the demon raised the sword in his hand, inserted it into the collar of shame that was imprisoned around their necks, and blew the horn in his heart.

To smash the servile collar, or to cut off his own head along with the sword in his hand for the collar.

This answer is destined to be rubbed with blood.

Boundless monster, why be afraid of broken jade!
For Bailian, just relying on these more than 1000 monsters is naturally far from enough to compete with the rules and order of this world.

However, this is just the beginning.

In the name of 'A Drop of Blood', he once again created the Demon League.

In this world, there are more than thousands of monsters, and there is still a long way to go before such a huge and scattered race can be condensed into a new force in the six realms.

Although Bai Lian had the idea to use Kongcang Mountain as the foundation, but Tianxi Sword Sect was about to open the gate, and he had no time to bring these monsters back to Kongcang Mountain and slowly explain the rules.

He had no choice but to wrong them for a while, put them in the Royal Demon Ring, and take them on the road together.

Fortunately, the demon ring is a small treasure of a thousand worlds, and I don't know where Yulou came from to rob a house. There are streams, rivers and green hills inside, and it can accommodate more than 1000 monsters, so it won't be crowded and boring.

And Bai Lian also took advantage of the time of rushing to get in touch with them.

Bai Lian released the restriction on the demon ring, and did not restrict their freedom of entry and exit, and this group of demons also knew that in this big world where monks walked everywhere, demons without a master would be coveted by Taoist priests.

Even if he hides his breath and leaves the small world, he will never be too far away from Bai Lian.

The fine water cuts off the cold and freezes, and Noda Fei burns Xiaoshuang to dry.

In the world, a great cold day.

Tianxi, open the mountain gate.

It was mid-winter when I came here, with heavy snow and cold, on the White Camel Mountain, lying in the snow and sleeping in the clouds, the silver curtains were high and open, climbing the peak and looking far away, knowing the universe at ease, the mountains, the moon and the river smoke, and the bells of the ancient temple ringing several times, it is a clear appreciation; painting Dong Feiyun, a rootless sword mound floating in the nine clouds, the Tianshan Mountain empties the sky and the earth, it is a spectacle.

Baituo Mountain is extremely steep. Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, you can only see the cloud-covered Jianshan Mountain covered with snow.

Tianxi Sword Sect recruits disciples based on aptitude, spiritual root, character, character and cultivation.

Therefore, there are nine screening checkpoints in the mountain, and the first checkpoint is set at the foot of the outer mountain of Baituo Mountain. Although this is also in the territory of Baituo Mountain, the foot of the outer mountain is basically located by some ordinary people who are blessed by Tianxi Sword Sect. The people are common people, mostly in villages.

A prosperous immortal sect like Tianxi Sword Sect is divided into registered disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples and direct disciples.

Going up further, there are the elders, the Thirteen Swords of Tianxie, and the Lord Yu, the head sword master of the immortal sect.

Tianxi Sword Sect is strict in recruiting disciples, even the outermost registered disciples need to have middle-grade spiritual roots before they can be selected.

And this first selection hurdle is precisely looking at the spiritual root.

This is not a technical job, and the altar in the small village is responsible for the selection of more than a dozen outer disciples.

They were sitting in front of an altar, and on each of the altars was a clear glazed spirit ball the size of a basket.

In the small Taoyuan village, every time this day comes, it is as if students from different parts of the world are going to Beijing to catch up with the exams. The crowds are like a market, and people gather under the thousand-year-old mountain like ants.

Even though there were more than a dozen lines of Liewu lined up, until late at night, the long line was still like a long dragon, with no end in sight.

For Tianxi Sword Sect, this is really a normal phenomenon.

It is a grand event for recruiting every ten years, and people from all over the world in the Tianyao Continent gather together. It is also the simplest first selection hurdle, which naturally requires a long wait.

In that long line, most of them are from humble backgrounds, and they don’t know if they have spiritual roots. After all, they can’t even get the lowest-grade spirit stones, so they naturally have no money to invite monks in the immortal temple. Find the roots for them.

Tianxi Sword Sect established an altar this time, and they may not be able to pass the first round of selection, but for these humble children, it is also a great opportunity, to be able to get in touch with immortals at such a close distance, and to detect them for free Whether one's own bones are good or bad, people will never tire of it.

For ordinary people like this, this is the fairy fate they dream of. Even if they can't pass it, they can brag about it for several years when they return to their hometown.

However, for some nobles and ladies from various countries, they have made full preparations and traveled thousands of miles here, but they have to be squeezed together with this group of ordinary people, which is really aggrieved and depressed.

The snow is cold and miserable in winter, and it is impossible for the noble clan's children to sit on the ground in the wind. Jiang Yunqin, who came from the Nanjin family in the Shu Kingdom, should have been a young lady who never went out.

If she hadn't caught a glimpse of the royal prince who made snow tea at a Yaqin meeting at the age of 17 and paid a private visit for the white dragon fish robe, she would not have known that she had the spiritual root that thousands of ordinary people dream of.

His Highness the Crown Prince's eyes are like torches, and when he sees people, he only looks at appearances.

She was lucky, she only had to wait for two years, and then she ushered in the opportunity of the Heavenly Seal Sword Sect to open the gate.

Jiang Yunqin glanced at Liu Qixue who was warming tea warmly on her left side. This daughter of the famous Dazai in Shengjing City, there were rumors that she should have moved into the Eastern Palace two years ago and married the teacher who was her teacher. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Nanming Academy.

Just because of a piano meeting, she missed the identity of the princess.

Dazai's daughter, even the head of the Jiang family had to bow her head and salute when she saw her.

But now he is serving in her carriage, warming tea and lighting candles for her, doing the work of a maidservant, without even showing any resentment on his face.

Sometimes fate likes to play tricks on people. In this world, birth may not represent everything.

Jiang Yunqin is not the first-class one who is bitter and mean, she just sighs that fate is really mysterious, and therefore she especially cherishes the gifts and gifts of destiny.

She clearly knew what the Crown Prince of Shu wanted from her, not because she was more beautiful and attractive than the Dazai's daughter, and her temperament was more knowledgeable and interesting.

It's that she has a high-grade spiritual root that Fanliu can't have.

Jiang Yunqin understood that this opportunity was not easy to come by, so she cherished it very much, and she did not get carried away, nor did she put on airs in front of the Dazai's daughter, and it can even be said that she traveled eastward all the way.

The relationship between her and Liu Qixue is very harmonious.

Suddenly, there was a noisy dispute outside the carriage.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yunqin felt a little unhappy, this is not an ordinary place in the market, hearing the noise, it was like street ruffians making noise.

Let's listen to the movement and realize that her carriage is very close, if it continues like this, it will be bad.

The maid beside Liu Qixue hurriedly pushed open the door, and they looked across the door. In front of them was a young man riding a white horse, who was throwing a money bag in his hand, and looked at the couple under the horse with sarcasm. couple.

The wife was holding a little boy of a few years old, crying and fussing wildly, all in season.

This is an important selection time for Tianxi Sword Sect, is this woman here to make trouble?
Jiang Yunqin frowned and listened to the general story.

Among the couple, the husband can be regarded as a retired corporal leader from Zeguo. Hearing the good news of Tianxi Sword Sect's recruitment of disciples, he rushed here overnight with his child in his arms. Different from ordinary people, maybe he has spiritual roots.

At this time, it was extremely cold, and the snow fell continuously for several days. How could the young boy develop a high fever in the heavy snow.

The son on the horse, who is the son of a loose man who is listening to his self-protection family.

Loose Cultivators are Loose Cultivators, and to mortals, Loose Cultivators can be regarded as an unattainable immortal cultivation team.

Because of his special status, the young man didn't want to wait in line, so he came up with a bad idea, buying a team with money, he didn't choose anyone well, he didn't win, he just chose this kid who had a high fever.

The little boy's face was red from burning in the mother's arms, he was already unconscious, she was crying and cursing non-stop.

The child's father was indifferent, with a few big silver ingots in his arms, he was protecting himself and refused to call out, and said righteously: "I know what I was born with, Lie'er has been smart since he was a child, he must have a sense of intellect, I sent him here for his own good, if it is favored by an immortal, why worry about such a small illness or disaster?"

But the big ingots of silver in his arms were telling everyone that once his position was changed, it would take at least three days before the little boy in his family wanted to go to the glass spirit ball to test the spirit root.

For three days, I'm afraid my brain will be burnt into a paste.

Not to mention whether he has spiritual roots or not is still a mystery.

(End of this chapter)