Chapter 40: A Piece of Paper Recruits! (Ask for Recommendation and Collection)

Time passed imperceptibly, and three days passed, and during these three days, the Zhongwu Divine Temple was very calm, and everything was in order.

Ye Lin confiscated the demon core obtained by the wolf war and their cleaning of the demon beasts, exchanged a large amount of spirit stones in the store, upgraded the martial arts book to the primary level of heavenly grade, and also upgraded his cultivation to a first-grade martial spirit.

Yu Ling'er's martial arts veins of the six people have all been promoted to the primary level of heavenly grade by him, and the same is true of the wolf battle everyone, although they are strong martial arts kings, but in fact, the martial arts and talents are not very good, and the highest ones are also the primary grades, and some people have been stagnant for several years because of the shackles of talent and martial arts.

After learning that there was such a divine artifact, everyone's hearts were shocked beyond measure, and at the same time, they were extremely happy and happy in their hearts, feeling that their choice was very correct, with such an anti-heaven artifact, the potential in the body would be infinitely magnified, and the cultivation would not be restricted, as long as there was enough aura, everything would fall into place.

In addition, Ye Lin also ordered Wolf Zhan to take over the Ye family members of the Qingyang branch, as well as Yu Ling'er's family.

Borrowing the human body, inheriting the cause and effect of others, since he has crossed over to others, he has to bear his cause and effect, Ye Lin is not an ungrateful person, such a placement is just a gesture for him, and it lives up to the long-cherished wish of his predecessor.

Now the entire branch is proud of him, the glory and wealth are inexhaustible, what do you want, such a worry-free life, it can be regarded as an explanation to the predecessor.

On the morning of the fourth day, the bright light of the divine sun in the sky shone on the earth, and dozens of gorgeous figures in the Martial God Temple flew out, flying towards the distance at great speed, disappearing into the void in the blink of an eye, and when they reappeared, they were already thousands of miles away.

These people are the Wolf War people, they took the apprentice flyer of the Martial God Temple, and flew to the land of the hundred countries, each with the space transfer array map personally refined by Ye Tianzun in their hands, and every move is thousands of miles away.

After all, the land of the Hundred Kingdoms is too big, even if the Martial King powerhouse flies with all his strength without eating or drinking all day, it will take a month to cross the past.

On this day, Shenxiao City.

An afterimage in the sky flashed in an instant, even if the Martial King powerhouse didn't notice it, the Lingxiao Country Lord in the Imperial City only noticed it, but he only glanced at it and didn't care too much.

Immediately afterward, the white paper industry that was surveying above the sky poured down, and soon scattered to all corners of Shenxiao City.

"What is this?"

Countless people in the city were shocked, and some people reached out and picked one up in surprise, looking at the dense black handwriting on it with great surprise.

"Demon Beast Mountain Range Martial God Temple's Apprentice Revelation!"

"Age twelve to twenty years old!"

"Martial Pulse: Only all martial vein cultivators are recruited. ”

"Introduction: Two months later, the Martial God Temple opened a sect in the central area of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, recruiting talents, and anyone who has the above conditions is eligible to enter my sect. ”

"Remarks: Heaven is ruthless and takes all things as a dog, if you feel that the world is unfair and life is confused, please come to our sect quickly, this will be the starting point of your new life, under the teaching of my sect, you will be no worse than anyone else. ”

"Throw yourself into the dead and survive. ”

"Fall into the land of death and come back to life. ”

"Lift the clouds and see the sun and the moon. ”

"You see, this world is worth it after all. ”

The white paper was not written in great detail, but the time, place, and recruitment criteria were indicated, and the news of the seal was not revealed in the slightest.

Because this thing is so shocking, once it is revealed, the entire land of the hundred kingdoms will surely fall into madness.

"Martial Temple, what is this?"

"Why have you never heard of it?"

"It seems like a newly created sect?"

"Dare to name the martial god? I'm afraid this person is a madman, right? I don't look at how many pounds and taels I have. ”

"That's it, and only recruit disciples of the mortal martial lineage, what's the use of asking for these wastes. ”

"I think it's better to call it a waste collection place!"

......

Looking at the simple introduction on the white paper, Shenxiao instantly became in an uproar, and in the same way, this scene was being staged in every city in the land of a hundred countries.

For this revelation, some people were surprised, some people disdained, and some people scoffed, but they had to admit that one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and at this moment the land of a hundred countries was shaken, although it soon disappeared, but there are still many people who have a heart to pay attention to it at all times.

At this time, the gate of the outer courtyard of the Heavenly God Martial Academy of the Four Great Martial Arts.

"You waste, hurry up, leave, our Heavenly God Martial Academy doesn't accept waste. ”

"Let me see you again, see you and hit you once. ”

An embarrassed figure was thrown out, and then the gate of the outer courtyard was tightly shut.

Only the figure was left lying on the ground, miserable.

This is a young man, his hair is unkempt at this time, his handsome face is as white as paper, there are still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, he is dressed in a purple brocade robe, but there is a large pool of blood still rolling on his chest.

His name is Dugu Yunzhou, originally just a child of an ordinary family in a wilderness mountain village, he has lived a life without fighting with the world since he was a child, the mountain village is isolated from heaven and earth, there are no so-called warriors, they are all some simple mountain people.

But a year ago, a martial artist passed by their mountain village, and he took a fancy to him at a glance, saying that he was a saint martial vein, a natural saint, and then he was ecstatic and took him to the Heavenly God Martial Academy.

And accepted as a personal disciple, here he knew that the world was so vast and majestic, and at the same time understood the meaning of the holy martial veins in his body.

The person who brought him here, that is, his master, was originally a Supreme Elder of the Heavenly God Martial Academy, and his Dao name Nanchenzi cultivation was peerless.

But what made Dugu Yunzhou strange was that Nan Chenzi brought him to the martial arts academy and didn't teach him martial arts, but just let him practice a self-cultivation technique in a secret realm with a very strong aura.

It wasn't until three days ago that he realized that it was ridiculous, it turned out that he was just making a wedding dress with someone else.

His master, Nan Chenzi, who has always respected him, actually forcibly extracted the martial veins from his body with a secret technique and installed them on others, and no one could understand the pain of cutting the skin and cracking the marrow for three whole days.

Thinking of Nan Chenzi's indifferent eyes, Dugu Yunzhou smiled miserably, it turned out that all this was just a mirror, with his broken body only half a year to live at most, and finally he could take a look at his hometown.

"Brother Yunzhou, is it really you?"

At this time, an exclamation came, and Dugu Yunzhou's pale face was stunned, this voice was somewhat familiar.

I saw a figure running out of the bushes next to me in a hurry at this moment, it was a young man of eleven or twelve years old, dressed in tatters, with a disheveled head, a thin body, a sallow face, and obviously malnourished.