The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 299

Eleven old fellows took a look at these two gatekeeper disciples, and found that their cultivation bases had already reached the golden core stage. They couldn't help but feel emotional, look at them, they are worthy of being a sect, gatekeeper disciples They are all at the Golden Core stage, so they are really strong!
But they don't know that the current situation in Wujimen is like this. Only the disciples at the golden core stage are idlers, and the rest of the disciples who have not cultivated to the golden core stage are all retreating and using spiritual pills to encourage them. In the future, because they don't have higher-level panacea, relying on their extremely inferior aptitude, they can't practice on their own, so they have to idle around all day and idle in the sect. Naturally, all the work in the sect is done by them. Responsible.

"You two, we are casual cultivators from the mainland. We are known as the Eight Desolation and Five Elders. We have a long-standing friendship with the elder Daoyou Inoue of your sect, so we came to visit!" Master Tuhuang cupped his hands forward and said very politely .

"Elder Inoue?" The two disciples who guarded the door became confused. There are four masters in the sect, also known as the four hall masters.There is also an elder who seldom shows up on weekdays and is so mysterious that even the four hall masters would greet him with great courtesy and politeness. Where did an elder named Inoue appear?

In the Wuji Sect, all the disciples are unaware of the existence of Zhao Wuji, so all matters are controlled by the four masters and that Elder Xiao Yuan.

"Okay, seniors, please wait a little while, I'll report to you later!" The two gatekeeper disciples responded and went to report.

In the internal affairs hall, Wang Gang, Lu Chang, and Guanxi were holding a deck of poker cards to play Fighting the Landlord. This was something Guanxi had learned in recent days, and he immediately became addicted. The three of them could never stop playing.

"Haha! The rocket went into the sky! I won! Four times, hurry up, four hundred mid-grade crystals per person!" Guanxi suddenly laughed and threw two ghost cards on the table.

In front of the three of them, there are piles of crystal stones like hills. The Promise Gate is very rich, so the three of them, as the supreme rulers, naturally cannot play too small.

"Damn! You're lucky today, right? I've lost more than 7000 middle-grade crystals!" Lu Chang frowned, grabbed a handful of crystals and threw them over.

(End of this chapter)