Bibo Gate!

The two hundred and sixteen Daomen monks received brand-new standard clothes, and after putting on a new one, they looked at the rune seal book embroidered on their chests with complicated expressions.

About half of these people are casual cultivators, and the other half are from large and small Lingshan Dao sects.

Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have all three.

In the past, people who also had roots, belonging, relatives, and identity have now become lonely ghosts.

It's just that I didn't expect that after being a duckweed floating in the wilderness for a period of time, I actually became a sect monk with an official jade butterfly.

Looking back on the past, this complexity is really not enough for outsiders.

Bibomen ushered in a tremendous growth, and the sect monks swelled to more than three hundred people at once.

There is no doubt that this kind of growth rate has never been seen before, and no small or medium-sized sect will swell to such an extent in a single day.

Even if it could be achieved, no one would normally do it.

The reason is very simple, not to mention the question of the transposition of the host and the object, but to say that these new monks, how to ensure their identity and sense of belonging?

However, this problem is not a problem for Bibomen.

Taoism and faith are the bonds that connect each other, and the common identity, secrets, pursuits, and avenues are enough to dissolve the distance and estrangement between each other.

Of course, not everyone readily agreed to join a new sect, and even if there was an oracle, there were still twenty or thirty Daomen monks who chose to wait and see for the time being.

Su Cheng didn't care about this.

Under the sky displayed by the phantom array, in a boiling nameless valley, the mighty Bibo Gate was repaired for three days.

Three days later, the new organizational structure, interpersonal network, division of functions, welfare provision, etc., were roughly sorted out.

The goal of more than 300 people gathered in one place is huge, and in the reckless environment, once you get out of the valley, you will inevitably be exposed.

Whether it is a desolate beast or a puppet army that has stepped into the Valley of a Thousand Illusions, it is a danger to the strong Bibo Gate.

Therefore, the strong Bibo Gate was divided into five, the three priests each led the way, and Su Cheng and Xie Hui also took on their own responsibilities along the way, each road was full of eighty people, and each road went to a different direction, going straight to the Daomen gathering points scattered within a range of thousands of miles.

It was already the afternoon of the fifth day when all preparations were made for the mutually agreed method of communication and the place and time of rendezvous.

At this time, the disciples who were on guard outside had already discovered the signs of the puppet army going deeper, and the alien beasts and desolate beasts that had been defeated by this had already broken the peace around them.

The situation cannot be delayed, and the five teams have reached the moment of final separation.

Wu Xingyun was wearing a brand-new Bibomen costume, and he was saying goodbye to a few old friends one by one.

He was assigned to the road led by Su Cheng himself, and I heard that Su Cheng personally named him, and everyone who didn't know the truth was a little envious of his 'good luck', because of a rumor that had not yet been officially recognized.

Rumors claim that the head of Bibomen is a well-eyed candidate, and the so-called 'voters' are nothing more than that.

Most people naturally don't know what a voter is, but it represents a position and honor closest to the Taoist.

Looking at this Bibo Gate head through this aura, his age and cultivation seem logical.

From this, Bibomen must be the sect of the whole faction to take refuge in Daojun, and the time of conversion is still very early, and now, everyone's joining and the identity of the elect is a reward for him.

"What's wrong with this man?"

When they were separated, Xie Hui saw that Su Cheng had been secretly paying attention to Wu Xingyun's behavior, so he asked quietly.

Su Cheng shook his head and said with a smile: "No, don't worry!"

"Be careful!"

"I know!"

The two glanced at each other tacitly, and Zhen Wan came in to say that it was time to leave.

Three of the five teams had gone, and the valley had become empty.

The intimacy and noise of the past few days have left only large and small grass huts and sundries, and on the surrounding cliffs, the big entrances and exits have all been blocked by boulders.

Su Cheng and Xie Hui left the tent, watched the disciples set it on fire, and walked to the waterhole in the middle of the valley while everyone was busy removing the traces, and was silent for a moment.

"I'm afraid our traces won't be covered up for long, what kind of charter is there in Fangshan?"

In addition to the disciples brought out this time, Fang Shan still had one or twenty disciples left, and now Xie Hui was worried that once the news of Bibo Gate and Dao Gate leaked out......

However, without taking this step, the growth of Bibomen is far away.

Counting on the natural reproduction of the people, the new blood money in the door will not be followed, even if the best and smoothest situation, if the Bibo Gate is to come in handy, it will take more than a thousand years How can Guang ****** Jun wait, how can Su Cheng wait?

It is imperative to recruit the old and recruit the new, how can you do nothing because you are afraid that Bibomen will be exposed?

Besides, even if it is exposed, even if it is abandoning the foundation of Fangshan, it is not unacceptable to enter the wilderness.

Moreover, even if the Jixia School Palace discovers this, it will not pay attention to a small Bibo Gate and the two or three kittens and dogs left behind in Fangshan, and how to use it will be the first choice, until it becomes a behemoth that cannot be ignored.

Of course, this is just an expectation, and there will be any accidents, for example, the person Su Cheng has been secretly observing at this moment - Wu Xingyun.

Su Cheng didn't answer Xie Hui's concerns, and inadvertently, he found a couple of men and women saying goodbye across the waterhole.

It was Yin Yuehua and Shi Kang.

Looking at the pair of men and women who finally came together, Su Cheng smiled with relief, but in a blink of an eye, a discovery made his brows furrow.

Just behind Yin Yuehua and Shi Kang, in the shade of a tree, a figure quietly hid there motionless.

It's Lin Jinyun!

Su Cheng hesitated for a moment, and then used the magic power he obtained when he broke through the middle stage of foundation building to sense it slightly.

This sense, a strong negative emotion, shocked him backwards.

"What's wrong?"

Xie Hui asked.

Su Cheng raised his hand to stop it, the divine light in his eyes flashed, and the natal talent, [Confusion Technique], had quietly unfolded.

The natal bell trembled in his chest, silent, but it exuded vague fluctuations, and even Xie Hui beside him didn't notice it.

This time it's even clearer.

From jealousy to hatred, now this hatred has become a tarsal ant, and enduring the bite of this tarsal ant every day has quietly changed Lin Jinyun's temperament.

Make him gloomy, deep, disguised, ......

No, there is!

Su Cheng's eyes changed again, and an extremely obscure divine light appeared in his pupils like a whirlpool.

He, Lin Jinyun, this young man who is not very talented, originally lazy, witty, and optimistic, is actually sharpening his state of mind and assisting his cultivation!

No wonder, with his talent, he actually came from behind, and he saw that he was already perfect.

Is this a Dao Heart Seed Demon, or a Demon Heart Dao Seed?

Su Cheng couldn't tell the difference for a while.

Attaboy!

Su Cheng removed the light in his eyes and smiled.

It actually made me look away.

No matter what kind of thing it is, it is harmless to Su Cheng, Bibomen, and Daojun, as for the triangular relationship between him and Yin Yuehua, it is their private matter.

"It's a couple!"

Xie Hui didn't notice Lin Jinyun, but he saw Yin Yuehua and Shi Dang snuggling together, thinking that Su Cheng's strange appearance was because of the two of them, so he said with a smile.

Su Cheng shook his head, not aware of the explanation.

This unexpected discovery was a wake-up call.

Don't be simplistic, superficial and focus only on superficial things.

It's like the entry of more than 200 disciples this time.

On the surface, Bibomen has grown, and in one fell swoop, it has the scale of a medium-sized sect, but in fact?

More than 300 people, not more than 300 NPCs, everyone has their own facts, everyone has their own ideals and last resort, Wu Xingyun is not an exception, just one of the more obvious ones, and now they are temporarily united with unified ideals, goals, and concepts, which does not mean that everything is fine.

There is still a long way to go before they can be built into a steel collective, and it is far from the time for complacency and complacency.

I discussed some trivial matters and details with Xie Hui again, and the time for separation came.

The traces in the valley were removed, the phantom array overhead was withdrawn, and they received their respective provisions, and the two teams flew up two different cliffs respectively, and turned around with a distant hand.

Two hours after they left, night fell, and a large and large area of frightened beasts flooded the valley like a raging tide, and behind the beast tide, large swaths of primeval jungle toppled down, and the silver army, which could not be concealed even by the night, was like a rolling torrent of steel, and every distance it advanced, it swung its double-edged sword in its hand, converging into a huge blade of light that spread throughout the front.

Wherever the blade goes, the mountains are turned into powder, the forests are cut, and all dangers and obstacles are turned into smooth roads.

There were also a manipulation core composed of thousands of monks walking in the silver army, among them, an old cultivator in the late stage of Jindan suddenly raised his arm, and the army of puppets rolling forward stopped.

Lao Xiu shrugged his nose, took out a strange compass from the storage bag, circled in place a few times, and pointed to the valley in front of him, "Where!"

The army continued onward, but after a quarter of an hour of advance, it stopped again.

What forced them to stop was the skyline directly ahead.

The skyline lit up, and a giant bird composed of cyan light and shadow, Qing Yue, chirped, fanning its huge wings and attacking the army under the cover of the sky.

"It's a green bird, a desolate beast in the infancy, a formation, a formation!"

A big war is inevitable.

The monks of the Nangong family hurriedly released the talisman bird used for communication, and at the same time, manipulated a large number of puppets to form a military formation to deal with it.

A great war broke out an hour later.

The support of the Nangong family did not arrive.

Two days later, forests, canyons, and mountains were destroyed in a radius of 100 miles.

There were corpses at the scene, and damaged puppets and broken parts were scattered everywhere.

Both sides of the battle suffered huge losses, the puppet army was repulsed, and the green clamours with the herd of beasts watched the devastated puppet army flee with mournful chirps.