may be a relationship that has been talked about by too many people, Chang Kaishen has been sneezing since the end of the evening class.

Elder Taishang's judgment on his love is pure nonsense, but Guanyin's opinion and evaluation of him are correct in some places.

The "Red Devils Club" he established is indeed not a simple digital association, but a centralized political party with formal and strict organization and discipline.

However, Chang Kaishen didn't want to be the Stalin of the Maha Wuliang Palace when he started this organization, he just felt threatened by the monks of the Ming and Yuzi generations, and wanted to take the path of the five rats and the royal cat.

A Wood Analysis Divine Gang is already very important to the sect, and more than thirty Wood Analysis Divine Gang are twisted into a rope, of course, it is easier to exert influence and be more valued by the sect.

It is actually quite difficult to do this step in the first place, cultivators are very individual, and their self-esteem is also strong, and they are basically idle clouds and wild cranes who go their own way, free and loose, and they can't tolerate too many constraints, and they want to instill iron discipline in them and shape them into a strong whole, which is easy to backfire and fail to draw a tiger. But fortunately, Chang Kaishen has a wonderful negative example at hand to act as a persuasive force - after helping people copy the Nine Yin True Scripture, he deliberately led the French character rookies to run the "Refining Bee" - this is the courtyard where the prayer ceremony is located, in addition to raising demon bees, it is also responsible for saving the dead and helping the wounded, and Shi Qi Armor and Yan Chixia are now all sent to the "medical house" here for treatment.

As Chang Kaishen predicted, Shi Qi Armor's condition can be said to be terrible and cannot be worse.

The medicine monk in charge of the diagnosis and treatment even used the "soul searching technique" that had always been forbidden to be used on his fellow disciples, but he still found nothing.

"Is there any salvation for the lion nose?" "The only thing that all the French characters are black cards are concerned about when they see the stone paint armor that is as sleeping as Snow White.

"I'm sorry!" the medicine monk regretfully said to the rookies - the stone paint armor has no hope: "I have tried various methods, but I can't contact the spiritual world of the lion nose. ”

"If you need any special elixir, you can tell us!" Zhuang Yuanlang thought to himself that it would be strange that you could contact him, the butterfly clone of the stone lacquer armor, that is, his primordial god, had been beaten into the two-dimensional world, and it was impossible for him to feel the existence of the three-dimensional world at all now: "How much spiritual sand does it take to ask the first great monk of your "Refining Bee" to help? Tell me a price, let's find a way to make it!"

"Elixir, please be the first to take action?" The medicine monk felt that his professional ability was being questioned, and his angry nose snorted: "Save it! The symptoms of the Dharma lion's nose are similar to the slap of the Yuan Shen who received the "Golden Polo Great Mudra", and you are calling this master Buddha in vain!"

"Isn't this kind of dimensionality reduction spell only accessible to the Yuanying realm!" "The rookies are still very sensible, the Yuanying monks of the Maha Wuliang Palace are all Supreme Elders—which Supreme Elder would come idle to assassinate a beginner rookie? This is not only unreasonable, but also unreasonable!

"Hey, hey, hey!" The Medicine Master Monk was almost scared to death by the conspiracy theories of these rookies: "I'm just saying that the lion's nose is losing his soul, which is a bit similar to the Yuan Shen being reduced to the second dimension, but I didn't say that he really suffered a "Golden Polo Big Mudra"!"

"It's not the 'Golden Polo Mahamudra', then how did my cousin become like this?" Yan Fengjiao was completely crazy: "It can't be that he slept in the cave by himself, and he just slept into a soul disorder, right?"

"This is also a matter of concern to the Discipline Academy...... The conclusion of our "Refining Bee" is that it is possible that he has been careless in his cultivation and has gone mad. This is rare, but it's not impossible. ”

"Gone mad, can you go to the soul and can't find it?" The black card group of French characters was indignant: "We just entered the industry, but we are not stupid!"

"I don't know if you're stupid or not, anyway, the Discipline Institute has checked and found no suspicion of a black hand, and has already approved our assertion, if you are not convinced, just go to the Discipline Institute to talk, don't entangle with me here. The Medicine Master Monk was impatient, and said a very hurtful truth: "You are newcomers, you must learn to adapt, we have always been like this in the cultivation realm - there are no unjustly killed ghosts in any temple!"

If the rookies were to mix in the cultivation realm for a few years, they would laugh at hearing words ten times more cruel than this. But at this moment, they have only been in the beginning for three days, and they are still psychologically in the transition period from mortals to monks, and hearing such a cruel truth is almost like being stabbed in the chest, and their outlook on life and values have all collapsed in an instant!

It's not that I don't know that this line of work is half a foot in a coffin, and it's not that I don't know that Xiuzhen completely pins his head to the waistband of his trousers, but death must die clearly, clearly, right?

The lion nose was not an accident when he was fighting with demon beasts and peers outside!

He stayed in the mountain gate dojo of the Maha Wuliang Palace, stayed in his own cave, and stayed in the safest place in theory, and he became like this for no reason!

Thinking about the tragic experience of the lion nose, thinking about the jealousy and white eyes he suffered after being assigned to the elite cave mansion, and then thinking about the aggressiveness of the monk of the Yuzi generation in the dining hall tonight, except for the three villains who knew the inside story, the rest of the black card of the French character generation was not the sadness of the rabbit and the fox, but was deeply trapped in great panic and uneasiness.

Chang Kaishen wants this effect!

No problem, form an alliance! Let's form our own mutual aid club, the Red Devils Club!

As soon as this proposal came out, almost all the black rookies participated with impatience and even extreme fanaticism. Even the beauty mole, which is always frozen and doesn't seem to care about anything, followed the trend after a little hesitation.

Under the leadership of Zhuang Yuanlang word by word, the black-card rookies raised their fists one after another and took the oath of membership to the stone paint armor that would never wake up again in silence.

"Do you want to continue to taste the ordinary, pathetic and depressed in a miserable life, like a flock of sheep driven together by fate, or do you want to join us, release the wolf nature imprisoned in the depths of your heart, and take your fate into your own hands?"

"Our mission is to defend our own dignity and freedom in this world of the jungle: if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I will offend others!"

"Before you actually make a decision, it's a choice: be a sheep or a wolf? ”

"I swear that I will volunteer to join the Red Devils Club, and I will always be ready to sacrifice everything for my brothers and never rebel......"

A snake can't have a head, and since the community has been established, of course there must be a leader.

Needless to say, of course, he was bold and generous, and the senior brother who took out 3,400 spirit sand to serve as the club fund was not allowed to sit on the top spot.

In order to completely distinguish himself from the other societies of the Maha Immeasurable Palace, Chang Kaishen used the class theory as a big killer weapon to brainwash all rookies from a theoretical point of view, positioning the Fazi generation as the grassroots at the bottom, and pushing all the current predicament to the evil landlord class, that is, all the predecessors who are higher than them. He also shamelessly plagiarized the program of the Skull and Bones Club of the United States as the program of the Red Devils Club, plagiarized the Juche ideology of North Korea as the ideology of the Red Devils Club, and made the constitution, discipline, elections, regular meetings, and organizational life all written regulations in black and white, so that specific procedures must be fulfilled for membership and withdrawal, and the bad habit of members being free and loose was eradicated from the root.

In order to stimulate the sense of honor of the team, he also solemnly awarded each member a gold swastika badge made of an activated secret sword, and helped everyone change into a unified Zhanzhao official uniform through the "Red Imitation Illusion Bead" obtained from the big-breasted sister of the Rizhou team, with Michael Jackson's white armband, and gave these symbols sacred meanings to make them totem. He also designed the Red Devils' battle cry – "Ya Butterfly" – and no one knew what that meant. He also designed the Red Devils' motto, "We can have enemies, but we must make them fear us", and the Red Devils' slogan, "Draw the knife into a fast sword, live up to the boy's head". In addition to this, he also reorganized the etiquette of internal greetings, so that in the future, members would no longer clasp their hands together, but stand upright with each other, each with his right arm stretched out above his head and shouting "Hi" – meaning "The honor of the monk is above all else"!

They are not the only ones in the medical hall of the "Refining Bee", there are really a lot of Buddhist cultivators who come and go, and the novel and complex initiation ceremony of the "Red Devil Club" has naturally won the attention of the predecessors.

Who hasn't joined the number of clubs, there are hundreds of different clubs in the Maha Infinite Palace, and I haven't heard of anyone who has made badges, uniforms, etiquette and the like, as well as discipline,, isn't the number of societies coming and going?

The old birds had a novel mentality at first, and then they didn't need to pay for watching monkey shows, giggling, pointing, and coaxing and sarcasm, these little children who have just entered the industry have too poor psychological tolerance, crying, and no ambition. If every Sha Pot brother has to be so sensational and so tragic, what is the difference between a cultivator and those sentimental ordinary people?

Just when all the rookies of the French character generation felt embarrassed and humiliated, the senior brother did not squint, and began to take the roll call for the first time with the roster in his hand.

Every time I got a number, the response was weak.

"French Lion Nose!"

When Chang Kaishen finally clicked on the stone lacquer armor, in front of all the black-card rookies, he turned around and stood upright, and raised his right arm diagonally with the most masculine strength towards the brother who would never wake up on the sickbed.

From hesitation to determination, the arms of each branch joined the ranks of the high ones one after another.

In the end, the thirty-three tearful voices converged into a neat and majestic "Arrive!"

Look at the ridicule on the faces of the lively old birds, disappear in an instant.

Every onlooker felt that the original twisting and pinching of the little boys was suddenly gone, replaced by a powerful and dazzling energy, and they seemed to have formed their own religion in an instant, they were like an iron bucket, firmly bound by a spirit of grief and indomitability.

After hearing the news, Master Chiakiko, who rushed to the temple to watch all this, silently watched all this, and said an intriguing word to the old birds in the "medical house": "These children think too much......