At this time, Xu Jiayin was still looking for it in the Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion.

"Lao Xu, hurry up, it's really too late if you don't leave!"

He glanced at the sky and said to Xu Jiayin very anxiously.

They had been looking for more than a dozen hours without sleep, but Li Qingyun seemed to have disappeared in the Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion.

"No, I have to find Qingyun. ”

Xu Jiayin shook his head and raised his feet and walked towards another bamboo building.

The turtle man in front of the door hurriedly stopped him and reminded with a smile: "This guest officer, we are already closed, you can come back next time." ”

Wanhua Pavilion was different from other places, it was even more depleting to people's minds here, and few of those cultivators who were intoxicated by the gentle countryside were willing to get up and leave.

At this time, the ghost slave would remind those cultivators that they were also very knowledgeable, and they all left the bamboo building honestly.

There are no people left in the Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion, this is also the rule, it's not that there are no cultivators who don't want to go, but such people usually die here and turn into a piece of dust in the bamboo forest.

Xu Jiayin ignored him, and was about to break in directly, but he hurriedly stopped him and reminded in a low voice: "Old Xu, don't be impulsive! There will be no one left in the Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion, let's go outside first!"

However, how could the robbery stop Xu Jiayin.

Seeing this situation, the turtle slave turned around, appeared in front of Xu Jiayin, and said with a smile: "This guest officer, you can't let you break in the Wanhua Pavilion, if you want to find someone, you can go outside." ”

Xu Jiayin glanced at him coldly, listened to him for a while, and indeed, except for the sound of the wind, there was not even the slightest superfluous sound nearby.

"Let's go! Wanhua Pavilion will never leave anyone, let's go to the pavilion first, maybe Brother Qingyun has already passed." ”

He pulled Xu Jiayin and walked out of the bamboo forest.

There is still half an hour at most, and the sky will be completely bright, and when the sun and stars come out, the Wanhua Pavilion will disappear, not only can Li Qingyun not be found, but even they will be trapped here.

The girl in the bamboo building won't think about whether you are his benefactor or not, and there will only be one end at that time, which is death.

Xu Jiayin sighed, gave up the idea of continuing to search, and rushed to the gate with Zao.

Zhao Mei was still waiting for Li Qingyun at the pavilion, and by the way, she was also waiting for them.

......

Outside the Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion, Li Qingyun was staring at the cultivators who came out of the gate, looking for Xu Jiayin and them.

However, many people had already come out, but he still didn't wait for Xu Jiayin to come out.

However, Li Qingyun discovered a strange thing, that is, more than a hundred cultivators did not leave, but stood at the door, waiting for someone.

Soon, an old man in a black robe walked out of the Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion, and those cultivators immediately surrounded him when they saw this.

The black-robed old man was the one who did business with the bone scholar, and in just a few hours, he had gathered hundreds of people.

Although there are not many of these people with high realms, in this illusion realm, it is also a great force.

"Everyone, listen to me!"

The old man clapped his hands and motioned for everyone to calm down.

After his voice was a little quieter, he continued: "Don't block the door, let the brothers inside come out first." ”

As he spoke, he stepped aside, and the men shouted for a while, and followed.

The old man looked at the cultivator in front of him with great satisfaction, and said, "Like me, you are not at a high level, and it is difficult to protect yourself, in that case, why don't we unite to protect our own interests?"

His words resonated with those cultivators below, whose realms were generally in the Body Seal Realm, and they had no power to fight back in front of the Soul Seal Realm.

I often get the Shadow Stone in my hand, but before I can cover the heat, I was robbed by those Spirit Seal Realm, and a few of them are unlucky, and they have even encountered the Soul Seal Realm, which is really very difficult.

Therefore, the black-robed old man gathered them together with almost no effort.

"That's the case, the master of the Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion, the predecessors of the bone scholar deeply feel that it is not easy for you, but the rules cannot be abolished, so let me take the lead, so that we can survive in the illusion. ”

The black-robed old man's face showed a look of grief and indignation and a little gratitude, and he said that the bone scholar was a saint-like character.

It was a good way to pull the tiger's skin as a banner, and he didn't say that these people had to come to Wanhua Pavilion for the night.

Put a long line to catch big fish, as long as the reputation can spread, these people can live comfortably, and there will be fewer cultivators in Wanhua Pavilion at that time?

"Therefore, today, we have to tell those cultivators who have cultivated to the highest level, the weak, and they are not easy to bully! Especially since we still have the predecessors of the bone scholars to support us, why can't we have a place in the illusion realm?!"

The old man's words were very inflammatory, and the cultivators below were easily incited, and the crowd was angry and screamed.

If they were outside, they would definitely not take care of the old man in the black robe, but this is an illusion, and the hands of the major generals' mansions can't reach here, and the law of the jungle is the law in the illusion.

They have always been weak meat, and they have always been treated as pigs and dogs by those cultivators who have cultivated to a high level, and in the face of precariousness, the news brought by the old man in black has made them see hope.

Who doesn't want to live in peace and security? How can they miss such a good opportunity.

"Yes!"

"We want a place too!"

"We can't let them rob us of our Shadow Stones anymore!"

......

The penetrating shout, wave after wave, more and more people around, seeing this scene, the old man's eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

"Now that we are together, and under the protection of the predecessors of the bone scholar, in this case, it is simply called Wanhua Pavilion!

Striking while the iron was hot, the old man put forward the idea that he had been planning for a long time in a timely manner, and this proposal was supported by the enthusiastic cultivators below.

Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion is not Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion, they don't mind much, their purpose is mainly to be able to protect themselves in the illusion.

With the blessing of such a bone scholar and so many cultivators, how could he not end up being robbed.

The cultivators who were watching the play around obviously also saw this, and some people began to ask if they could add it.

In this regard, the black-robed old man did not refuse to come, and accepted them all, and soon, the number of cultivators who were clamoring to join the Wanhua Pavilion Brigade reached more than two thousand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you can't follow the rules, you can't make a circle, now that there are so many brothers, we must elect a pavilion master!

The old man looked at them with a smile and asked.

The reason why he put so much effort into doing this, risking being killed by the bone scholar, is for this.

As expected, this team will soon grow, and it will not be difficult for more than 10,000 people, let alone 2,000 people.

In this way, sitting in the position of the so-called master of the Ten Thousand Paintings Pavilion will have more benefits than just what it seems on the surface.

This is his ambition, and the bone scholar also takes a fancy to this, a person with ambition, courage, and strategy, plus he can easily make the old man's plan succeed with a little push.

However, since the old man could think of the benefits in this, the rest of the cultivators could naturally think of it too.

When even the powerhouses of the Soul Seal Realm stood up, looked at those people and said, "In Xia Lin Si, the Nine Patterns of the Soul Seal Realm, since you brothers want to nominate a pavilion master, you will give it a try with a cheeky face." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, staying in the crowd, the cultivators who were familiar with him immediately began to coax.

The rest of the people who also wanted to fight also stood up.

None of these people were in the Soul Seal Realm, and they didn't dare to stand up without a few brushes.

The black-robed old man had long expected this scene, so he didn't get angry, but said with a smile: "It seems that everyone is still very attentive to the Ten Thousand Painting Pavilion, but the position of the pavilion master must also be fought for." ”

His realm is not high, nor is it low, the five patterns of the Soul Seal Realm, it is a little difficult to deal with these cultivators of the Nine Patterns of the Soul Seal Realm, but don't forget, he has a life talisman given by the bone scholar in his hand.

Sometimes, if you want to get what you want, you still need strength.

Not far away, Li Qingyun hugged his shoulders and watched this scene, his eyes were full of smiles.