"System, what do you mean by my Heavenly Dao Body?"

"One hundred times!"

Yingjia rolled her eyes, she didn't want to ask anymore, although she didn't know what kind of physique the body of Heavenly Dao was, but just by the word 'Heavenly Dao' in its prefix, she knew that it was absolutely absolutely unacceptable.

Yingjia, who was in a good mood, turned around and sat down at the table again, and began to get busy with his sect's great business.

"Hey, the physical labor will be handed over to them, but it's a pity that the entire sect can afford such a difficult mental work by itself. Yingjia looked at the few drawings drawn by hand on the table, shook his sore hand and said to himself, "It's so difficult to be a sect master!"

I saw that there were six or seven kinds of colorful drawings on his desk.

These are the results of Yingjia's brainstorming for most of the morning--- admissions advertisement!

"It took so much time to just spend a few original manuscripts, and if so many villages in the whole town were advertised, how many pictures would have to be drawn, and when would it have to be drawn?"

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Recently, Tianhong Town has been very lively, and many people are discussing one thing after dinner, that is, a sect called the Pure Yang Sect.

In a certain teahouse, the guests were full, and a group of people they didn't know sat casually, talking to each other, but most of the content of the small talk mentioned the Pure Yang Sect.

"I don't know what the origin of this Pure Yang Sect is?"

"I don't know, I don't seem to have heard of it before, it should be a newly established sect. ”

"Wouldn't it be another person who abducted and sold children in the name of the sect?!I have heard that a martial artist made a fake sect to recruit a bunch of children, but secretly transported the children away and sold them overnight, and I don't know where they went. ”

"And this?"

"Hehe, you don't know, people's hearts are sinister!"

"I don't think this Pure Yang Sect should be a guise for child abduction, a while ago they also recruited a lot of craftsmen and spent a lot of money to build a sect, and it is said that the sect is quite imposing. ”

"Where did you hear that, is the news reliable?!"

"My second uncle was one of the builders. ”

"Builder?!I don't know your second uncle yet, he must have moved bricks!"

Just as everyone in the teahouse was talking, they heard a familiar shouting sound from the streets and alleys.

"Which one is strong in martial arts, Chu State Tianhong is looking for pure yang!"

"If you want to practice, choose the Pure Yang Sect!"

"There are famous teachers in the Pure Yang Sect, and they won't teach anywhere!"

"Pure Yang Sect, regardless of origin, regardless of talent, as long as you are willing to work hard, everything is possible. ”

"No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, no matter how hard you are, you can't be bitter for children, Pure Yang Sect, your wisest choice. ”

A few teenage boys, carrying a bulging bag, shouted from street to street, shaking the colored paper in their hands while shouting, and handed over one when they saw a hesitant or interested pedestrian.

In the past few days, not only the town of Rainbow Town has been shouting and shouting, but several villages under the jurisdiction of Rainbow Town are also full of teenagers who distribute these colored papers.

Fengqi Village, the end of the village, Guanjia.

An honest man holds Zou Baba's colored paper in his hand.

"you, I want our kid to try again. ”

"Can it be successful?!"

"No matter what, there is always a hope, isn't it written that you don't ask about your background and don't ask about your talent, just let the baby try it, the money is gone, let's work hard to sell dozens of acres of mung beans, the baby has the heart to practice martial arts, we can't be a father and mother, and he will follow us for the rest of his life!"

"Yes, then let him try it again tomorrow, if it doesn't work, he can break his mind and live a solid life. ”

Yugu Village, Zhang Butcher's house

Butcher Zhang sat in the courtyard, holding a long stick in his hand and glaring at his son, chattering incessantly: "What's so good about cultivation, you say! How safe it is for us to kill pigs in the village, you don't have to be like a monk who may die inexplicably one day, and my father is still counting on you to provide for me!"

The little butcher Zhang Yi looked at the paper torn to pieces by his father in the corner, and his heart was broken, although he knew that his father felt that cultivation was too dangerous and he was afraid that he would lose his life, but he didn't want to be called 'Butcher Zhang' like his father in the future, it was unpleasant to die!

Looking at the pig squealing miserably tied to the board in front of him, the more he thought about it, the more upset he felt, and his little hand held the handle of the knife tightly.

With a "bang", the pig's head rolled to the ground, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"Dad, I'm going to the Pure Yang Sect, don't stop me, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty!"

Liujiazhuang

In the southeast corner of the village, there is a mulberry tree that is more than five feet high, and a group of children climb up and down the tree to play.

The child under the tree sat quietly under the tree, but his heart was not calm, looking at the red-clothed boy in the painting on the back of the colored paper and the related text introduction, his eyes were full of envy, and he muttered: "I should be the same!"

At this moment, a little boy ran to the mulberry tree from afar, shouting: "Liu Ti, your mother called you home for dinner!"

The child got up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and walked with the visitor.

Not only the small villages, but also many families in the center of the town have staged a similar scene in the past few days, after all, it is the first time that such a novel enrollment method of distributing leaflets has appeared in the Shengyuan Continent, especially the propaganda words on the paper, the power of demagogic people's hearts, naturally attracted a lot of attention, and of course, there was also hostility from peers.

The main hall of the Qingfeng faction

"It's just a clown, don't worry about it. It's just some scrap materials that were picked up by us and a few other forces, what to fight for with a newly opened sect of him, if you have time, you should focus more on the competition for next year's star assessment, you have already failed once this year, and you must go all out next year and vow to step into the ranks of the one-star sects. ”

The head of the Qingfeng Sect was unimpressed when he heard the information collected by his subordinates, the Qingfeng Sect had already reached the basic requirements of a one-star sect since this year, but it fell short in the final competition, but even so, it was not something that a newly established sect could challenge.

The students in Qingshan Town who have relatively good qualifications have already been divided by everyone, so they are not worried at all.

The next day, the temperature was already a little hot, a bunch of parents with their children came to the foot of Tianyu Mountain, waited for a long time without seeing a figure, inevitably some complaints in their hearts, gossiping and discussing.

"Is it really here?Why didn't you see anything, you can't go wrong?!"

"I heard that the Pure Yang Sect is built on the top of the mountain, maybe it's too high so I can't see it. ”

"Then why don't you even come down to receive someone?!"

The winner stood on the wall of the sect, looked at the foot of the mountain, looked at the crowded scene, and said in a low voice, "It seems that the effect of the propaganda advertisement is very good." ”

As for how to look at the more than 9,000 meters high, hey, the magic mirror produced by the system, otherwise, how could he see so far with his cultivation of opening the pulse realm, in order to pretend to be gorgeous today, he made some gadgets for a long time last night, and deliberately supported the other four people, so that they were all guarding along the road.

He also knew that he had missed the best period for all the forces to concentrate on recruiting disciples in September every year, which was also something he couldn't do, and he didn't want to wait until September next year, so he could only use special means.

As far as the immediate effect is concerned, it is not in vain to rack your brains to steal and tamper with the advertising words of your previous life.