A month later, above the court, Zhao Ji announced that Fang Jin was the national teacher of the Song Dynasty, and respected the Holy Spirit Cult as the state religion, and at the same time summoned all the sects of the world to come to Bianliang to discuss matters.

At the same time, the four armies composed entirely of zombies began to converge everywhere, and drove directly to the frontier of the Song Dynasty, at the same time Tubo, Liao, Jin, and Western Xia, all of which were blocked by the zombie army, and in no more than five days, the four countries were defeated and retreated, a large number of soldiers were captured, and then transformed into new zombies, and the Song Dynasty also began to predict how long the four countries could hold out under the attack of the zombie army.

As Fang Jin's power, the Holy Spirit Sect began to develop rapidly, first recruiting a large number of disciples from the people, and distributing the Immortal Coffin Divine Decision that had passed through Fang Jin's simple Divine Decision, and when they reached a certain level of cultivation, they would each be given a zombie, and in less than a month, the entire Holy Sect had gathered more than 100,000 people, and this number was still increasing.

………

"Hello this brother, in Xia Wang Fangjun, I also want to worship the Holy Sect to practice the Great Dao of Immortality, I think the two of us are very fateful, why don't we be together?"

A young man in a white robe held a sword in one hand, stood on the steps of the mountainside, smiled and looked at a young man in black standing beside him.

"No need, get used to being alone."

The young man in black had a resolute face, a pair of black pupils exuding a hint of coldness, and he said intently.

"Hehe, why should Brother Tai refuse people thousands of miles away, do you feel an unusual feeling when you see these people who also want to go up the mountain to apprentice?"

Wang Fangjun didn't care about the attitude of the young man in black, but smiled and said.

"What do you want to say?"

The eyes of the young man in black rolled.

"It's nothing, it's just that something doesn't feel right, even if the Holy Sect is the state religion of my Song Dynasty, but there are too many people recruited in this month, and I heard that every disciple who is recruited has the opportunity to cultivate, and they can all cultivate."

"But as far as I know, there may only be one person out of a thousand people who has the cultivation qualifications, so how can these 100,000 people be able to cultivate?"

Wang Fangjun shook his head and said.

"Since you have some doubts, then you still come here to apprentice!"

The black-clothed young man asked with a sneer.

"Doubt is doubt, but this doesn't mean that I won't come, and I myself am not born with cultivation qualifications, since people can practice here, then what reason do I have not to come, life in the world, after all, it is inevitable to go through all kinds of choices and gambling, as long as you choose the right and gamble right, then maybe the next moment will be different."

Wang Fangjun sighed a few words, and then continued to walk up the steps.

"Interesting!"

The young man in black looked at Wang Fangjun's back thoughtfully, and after thinking about it, he also walked upward.

"It's good that you're here, it means that you're all willing to join the Holy Sect, but that's not enough, you have to go through a test."

In front of the Holy Spirit Sect, a middle-aged man in a black robe with an indifferent face stood on the highest step and said to the crowd of people.

"Test?"

These people, including Wang Fangjun, silently recited this word, and they didn't feel abrupt about having such a test, because even if the Holy Sect recruited disciples on a large scale, it was impossible for anyone to come, and some of them would inevitably be eliminated.

And the place where the Holy Spirit Cult is located is originally a place called Taibai Peak in the Qinling Mountains, with an altitude of more than three thousand meters, and the station of the Holy Spirit Cult is on the mountainside, directly to the peak, where the climate is cold, and it is snowy all year round, it can be said that the people who have arrived here have actually gone through a test, and those who are not good in physical fitness and weak in willpower have been brushed down along the way.

"Okay, you guys line up one by one and follow the disciples of the Holy Sect in, but don't make a loud noise, if anyone is restless, then I can only let him settle down forever."

The middle-aged man's fierce eyes swept over these people, and when he saw that they were all a little afraid to avoid his gaze, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Divide into ten groups, all hurry up."

As soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, ten gray-robed Holy Sect disciples walked out, shouting for these people to form a group, and then led them towards the mountain gate.

These disciples were both men, women, and children, and their gray robes had a coffin-like pattern on the cuffs, constantly changing various subtle colors in the sunlight.

"Wang Fangjun!"

Ten teams walked towards the mountain gate one by one, and at a glance, there were about a few thousand people, Wang Fangjun walked in one of the teams, heard someone call him, turned his head and saw that it was the young man in black who he met on the mountainside.

"Oh, it turned out to be you, brother, we are really destined to be assigned to a team."

Wang Fangjun said with a smile when he saw the young man in black.

"It's very fateful, and my name is Zhang Qianyang."

The young man in black, Zhang Qianyang, nodded.

"Hello, Brother Zhang, don't mind if I call you that."

"Whatever you want, I want to ask you a question."

Zhang Qianyang looked at Wang Fangjun and said.

"What the question is, Brother Zhang can ask, as long as I know, I should know everything."

Wang Fangjun said sincerely.

"Do you think there really are immortal people in this world?"

Zhang Qianyang's indifferent eyes showed some slight changes as this sentence came out, as if he was longing.

"This...!"

Wang Fangjun pondered for a moment, "I don't know if there are any immortal people, but I heard that the ancestor of the Holy Sect, Fang Jinzhen, is a master of the Great Dao Jindan Realm, and it is recorded in the classics that all monks who have enjoyed the Golden Pill have a long lifespan, and even after death, they can be reincarnated or reincarnated with the help of the power of the Golden Pill, which can almost be regarded as immortal." ”

"Is that really the case?"

Zhang Qianyang lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said to Wang Fangjun, "Thank you for the answer." ”

"It's nothing, if you could study the Daozang, you'd know it."

Wang Fangjun waved his hand.

The two of them then stopped talking until all the teams entered the sect, and then they were led in different directions.

After a while, I saw a team of hundreds of people come to a mountain wall, these people looked up, and saw a bronze door three meters high inlaid on the mountain wall, and the Holy Sect disciples who led the team stopped after arriving here, turned their heads to look at Wang Fangjun and said:

"There is your test in the bronze gate in the mountain wall in front of you, you can be in a group of people, or you can act alone, as long as you can finally come out of the bronze gate, you are the outer disciples of my holy sect."

After speaking, he didn't look at Wang Fangjun and them, turned around and disappeared directly after a few ups and downs.