Swallowing the Divine Source, Wang Xu would definitely be able to quickly break through to the fourth order, but he didn't expect that there would be so many cats in the third order.

The Origin Demon Holy Lord has a heart, no matter whether his real purpose is to wrestle or win, Wang Xu has to admit this favor.

Otherwise, the three catties of divine source, even if he is the Holy Son, he can't get it, unless the Wuge Ancestor comes forward.

"Thank you Luo Lao for your guidance, I decided to cultivate my supernatural powers first, and then increase my cultivation to, sharpen the knife and not cut wood." Wang Xu still has twenty years of development, since no one can trouble him in these twenty years, there is no need to rush to break through, and he should focus on supernatural power cultivation.

Of course, when he first entered the Origin Demon Holy Land, he couldn't be in a hurry to retreat, and the communication he should have was still indispensable.

On the Holy Son Peak for a month, Wang Xu cultivated for a month.

During the month, he selected young disciples to serve as his cronies, and at the same time received visits from the elders and deacons of the Holy Land.

In the Holy Land of the First Demon, there are more than 3,000 elders from the inner gate, 100,000 elders from the outer gate, and countless deacons.

With so many people, of course, it is impossible to meet them all, and there is not so much time to waste.

Most of the people who can be received by Wang Xu are the top row of the inner door elders, or the outer door elders with good names.

As for the third-order deacon, it was not enough to enter Wang Xu's vision, after all, according to the tradition of the Holy Land, the outer gate elders were only fourth-order cultivators, and they were on the same level as the reserve saint son.

As the only holy son, if Wang Xu set his sights on the deacon, the grade would be too low.

"Holy Son, this is the gift list we have received for a month. Among them, most of the elders and deacons sent congratulatory gifts, and even if some elders were in retreat, some disciples congratulated them on their behalf. ”

On the Holy Son Peak, Wang Xu sat in the main hall, looking at the gift list in his hand.

There are many treasures on the gift list, and the gifts sent by the major peak masters are the most precious, followed by the inner door elders, and then the outer door elders, and the deacons and the like also go through the motions.

Of course, the so-called preciousness is also relative.

For example, the gifts sent by the major peak masters were all fourth-order pills, pseudo-fifth-order divine weapons, or some inconspicuous but very precious ores, spirit grasses, treasure medicines, and great pills.

Going down, the inner door elders and the outer door elders and the like are sending third-order treasures, which are not very precious, they are completely a heart.

Wang Xu looked through the pages one by one, he couldn't use these treasures, but he could reward them to his subordinates.

In a month's time, the quota of 108 relatives of the Holy Womb has been filled by him.

Among them, some are the sons of the elders, some are the descendants of the peak masters, some are the inner Tianjiao, and a few are the elites who are ranked relatively high among the disciples of the true lineage.

This is already the limit, the cultivation of the true disciples is generally at the third order, and some of the top ones even have a fourth-order cultivation, which is not weaker than those reserve saint sons.

These people, the worst in the future are also the elders of the outer gate, even if he is the Holy Son, it is not enough to make these people bow down and worship before they bloom into glory.

"Check it out, record the elders who didn't give gifts, the peak master, gift-giving is an attitude, see how many people are not satisfied with me sitting in this position." Wang Xu said lightly, he may not be able to remember the person who gave the gift, but he must not remember the person who did not give the gift.

In the Temple of the First Demon that day, it was only the iron rod of the former Holy Son who was killed, and secretly, there must be supporters.

Just use today's events to sort out, and if you need to raise a butcher knife in the future, you can also follow the list to clean up.

"Among the thirty-six peaks, the Lord of Jinxia Peak and the Lord of Agni Peak did not give gifts, and among the elders, there were one hundred and thirty-four people who did not give gifts, mainly people from Jinxia Peak and Agni Peak."

Listening to the reports of the people below, Wang Xu nodded silently.

The former Holy Son was from Jin Xia Peak, and he was the heir of the Lord of Jin Xia Peak, and among the seventy-three elders lost in the First Demon Palace, Jin Xia Feng also accounted for the majority, and it was understandable that Jin Xia Feng did not give him gifts.

As for the Flame Peak, unfortunately, the former Holy Son's Taoist companion is the pearl of the Flame Peak Peak Lord's palm, and it is quite loved.

Wang Xu's appearance made the future son-in-law of Agni Peak lose his position as the Holy Son and break Agni Peak's calculations, of course he would not welcome him.

"Oh no, I've been busy and confused this time, and I don't know what happened to the girl I met during the test."

Wang Xu was thinking wildly, and suddenly thought of the girl who hid behind him and still persevered on the ladder of nine thousand heavens.

"Elder Luo, check if there is a girl named Yiyi among the new miscellaneous disciples."

The girl named Yiyi can take a fancy to him at a glance in the crowd, and has the perseverance to climb the 9,000th floor of the ladder, and seems to be a good seedling.

Wang Xu's Holy Son Peak is now the time to employ people, and if that girl is really a material to be made, he doesn't mind helping her.

"Holy Son, do you think it's this person?"

Luo Lao quickly went and returned, and used the water mirror technique to reveal the appearance of a young girl.

Wang Xu nodded lightly and asked, "How is her test score?" ”

"This..."

Luo Lao's face was a little strange, and he whispered: "Her first two tests were perfect, but in the root bone test, it was said that she only had a first-order root bone!" It stands to reason that she can't even be a miscellaneous disciple, and there are still elders who think that she can climb the 9,000-level ladder and pity her perseverance. ”

"How so?"

Wang Xu paused for a moment, the division of the root bone is based on the potential of the physical body, doesn't the first-order root bone say that there is only a first-order potential.

No, Yi Yi can be in the crowd, and he can see his golden thighs at a glance, which shows that this girl has great luck.

Such a person, saying that she is a seventh-order root bone Wang Xu believes it, and the first-order makes people dare not believe it.

"Could it be that Yi Yi is just an ordinary girl who can seek refuge from me just because of a coincidence?"

Wang Xu muttered secretly, it may not be this possibility.

After thinking about it, he decided to go over and take a look, if Yi Yi really had something extraordinary, there would be nothing to hide under his heavenly eyes.

"Elder Luo, guard the Holy Womb, I'll go back as soon as I go."

Wang Xu left the main hall, rose to the sky, and went straight to the miscellaneous peak where the miscellaneous disciples were located.

The Beginning Demon Holy Land is very large, mainly the thirty-six peaks, and the miscellaneous service peak is undoubtedly the end of the thirty-six peaks.

Sweeping the floor, cooking, cleaning the toilet, carrying water, and washing clothes are all servants' postures.

According to the regulations, only during the time period between two and seven o'clock in the morning, the miscellaneous disciples can go to the peaks to clean.

As soon as the time passed, the miscellaneous disciples who remained in the other peaks would be punished at the least, or even beaten to death.

Therefore, the miscellaneous disciples are called disciples, but their status is inferior to that of pigs and dogs.

Their main time was spent serving the disciples above, and they had very little time for cultivation.

Unless the talent is really good, or it is appreciated by big people, the best fate for the miscellaneous disciples is to waste half their lives, mix with the cultivation of the eight or nine layers of the reincarnation realm, and go to a certain kingdom to be a guide.

More died on the road to success, this is the humblest and cruelest corner of the entire Primal Demon Holy Land, where light has never shrouded it.

"I'm a dignified son, and now, I was asked to get up at two o'clock in the morning every day to clean the toilet for people, I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

"Hehe, I'm an immortal, I'm an immortal, I'm going to kill you all, kill them all..."

"What should I do, there are so many chores every day, and I don't have time to cultivate at all, when will I be able to reach the ninth layer of the rebirth realm and be promoted to an outer disciple?"

"It is also a third-order root bone, how can a disciple of a martial arts family be able to cultivate since he was a child, and before the age of twenty, he can be promoted to the ninth level of the rebirth realm and directly become an outer disciple. And I, who is also a third-order root bone, but because I am a mortal and have no cultivation methods, I can only start as a miscellaneous disciple, and I lost at the starting line, I hate it! ”

"Is the root bone really that important, why is Sun Hao, who is also a miscellaneous servant, and has a fifth-order root bone, not have to work, but I have to wash people's clothes every day?"

"What becomes an immortal, fake, it's all fake, I want to go home, I want to go back to be a young master, my family has 10,000 acres of fertile land, I don't want to be a servant here!"

As soon as he reached the Miscellaneous Servant Peak, the first thing Wang Xu felt was resentment, as if this was not one of the thirty-six peaks, but a mass grave full of resentment.

The miscellaneous disciples living here have numbness, indifference, and resentment in their eyes, as if they have sealed their hearts in the inner world, and all that is left outside is a walking skin.

There are only some disciples who are mixed up or born poor, and there is still hope in their eyes, trying to rely on their own efforts to ascend to the outer gate, and since then they have soared to the sky.

Disciples from aristocratic families or wealthy families often can't stand the impact of ideals and reality, and become inhuman and ghostly.