"No, what I'm going to say is the internal hierarchy of the Demon Pavilion, which is divided into temporary disciples, formal disciples, disciples, elders, Dharma protectors, worshippers, and heads, can you understand these?"

"Understood?" Yinchen replied, "From low to high, one level corresponds to one great realm, right?"

"The disciple corresponds to the realm of entering the body, and in the future, it is a realm corresponding to a title, and below the disciple, it depends on the length of seniority and contribution to the sect...... You are in the realm of entering the body, after the inspection period, maybe you will be a disciple directly, more powerful than your sister, and your sister will be ready to impact the body period for a year or two, I really envy you......" Zhang Mengmeng said and said, finding that she had nothing to say again, subconsciously, she seemed to have been avoiding herself from sounding the terrible "Remnant Soul Sutra", but the light outside had gradually dimmed, and the night was coming.

She didn't have much time to waste.

"Yinchen, you don't blame your sister, right?" Zhang Mengmeng suddenly hugged Yinchen, as if it was her only relative in the world, and in fact, she didn't even have the only relative, although she had lived in this world since she was a child, but she was alone and unaccompanied, was she really luckier than Yinchen?

"What's wrong?" Silver Dust was hugged by Zhang Mengmeng, a tender little face completely embedded in Zhang Mengmeng's high and bulging chest, and the strange witch fragrance instantly filled Silver Dust's nostrils made him struggle desperately-he found that he seemed to be ashamed......

"You don't like my sister?" Zhang Mengmeng saw that Yinchen was struggling very hard, so she pushed him away, and her voice became cold. "You almost suffocated me!" Yinchen straightened his little neck, but immediately blushed and softened: "Anyway, my sister is so big, it's so soft......"

"Hehe!" Zhang Mengmeng was amused by Yinchen's expression, she felt that her cheap brother could really be renamed "Yinmengmeng", she gently pulled Yinchen over, gently hugged him, and said with a soft smile: "So do you like my sister or not?"

"Like. Yinchen's voice changed a little, and his eyes became trance-like and sad, and that sad look made Zhang Mengmeng's heart ache slightly. Yinchen thought of his relatives, his hometown, and his warm family that was forced to live forever. Zhang Mengmeng looked at Yinchen's sad expression, and suddenly recalled his hometown, recalled the monstrous fire that engulfed the entire village in his childhood memory, and sounded the desperate and miserable screams of the old folks, remembering that the third grandfather hid his young self in the vegetable cellar, but used his body that was almost chopped into meat sauce to block the entrance of the vegetable cellar from being discovered by the gang of mountain bandits, and remembered the third grandfather's last, slowly extinguished, eyes full of endless love and expectation for himself, and remembered that the old man kept stroking his face from beginning to end, giving himself the last little bit of comfort, until finally completely cooled down his completely stiff hand。

"In this world, only the puppet sect of the Heavenly Evil Temple is an evil way? No, those humble mountain bandits who only know how to kill and rob are not heretical?" Such a thought, for 20 years, has always accompanied Zhang Mengmeng, with her becoming more and more cold and stiff, and she can hardly love, will not feel happy.

"Silver Dust, my sister likes you. Zhang Mengmeng's voice sounded at the same time at the moment when the night completely engulfed the world, and there was a heavy cry in that voice.

"Sister?" Yinchen woke up suddenly from his own memories, secretly blaming his emotions for affecting others, he could feel, he could instinctively feel that this beautiful big sister in front of him was different from all the people here, in her heart, on her body, there was still a trace of light that had not faded, and there was a trace of kindness that had not been completely annihilated, she was different from others, and even different from her two companions.

"Just because my sister likes you, so my sister wants you to do something very cruel and terrible, because this world, from the moment there is a calendar and an emperor, since a thousand years ago, has been very cruel and terrible, those righteous paths, saying that for the sake of the world, for the sake of the righteous path and forgetting to die, but how many of them have done it? Yinchen, you have to remember that the way to eliminate demons is just shouting, as long as you have strength, you are saying that you are a god, and no one dares to doubt anything. Zhang Mengmeng left the silver dust, groped to polish the flint, lit the candles, and the room was filled with a warm pale yellow light. Silver Dust even felt the light elements in the realm gradually come alive.

"This, you have to learn, although I know it may be scary, but you must know that without strength, you will not be able to survive in this world. Zhang Mengmeng finally made up her mind, and when she and Yinchen had the most intimate and harmonious relationship, she handed the "Remnant Soul Sutra" soaked in Feng Lieshan's conspiracy to Yinchen.

Yinchen opened his mouth, he wanted to tell this cheap sister that he couldn't learn magic skills at all.

However, he suddenly closed his mouth, because Elder Feng's squinted eyes appeared in his mind, as a magician, he had an innate keen intuition about the conspiracy to play with intelligence, his brain was running at full speed, and immediately re-"scanned" all the performances of Zhang Mengmeng after she came here, and then easily saw some clues from her hesitation and the practice of going around in circles to find topics and delay time in order to explain the ten major sects.

Yinchen is not a god now, he can't imagine that the "Remnant Soul Sutra" in his hand will push him to the opposite side of Master Xuanzhi, but he can feel that this so-called divine skill is something he must cultivate, otherwise he and Zhang Mengmeng will definitely lose their lives. Silver Dust still hasn't figured out why his dark magic scared Elder-level Feng Lieshan, so he doesn't calculate this factor in his combat power index for the time being, he is still a second-level mage who has to run when he sees a master of the Qi Transformation Stage.

Yinchen settled down and began to read the "Remnant Soul Sutra".

......

Those who count people are counted as heavens.

Elder Feng Lieshan felt that his plan this time was already perfect and perfect, and it could even be said that it was seamless, right? But the secret report in front of him made all his calculations almost come to naught.

The people of Hanshan Temple still knew their plan and were ready to ask the teacher, but the person who leaked the secret was not Yinchen.

The disciple who guarded the secret place was followed by the people of the Shenjian Gate when he was buying daily necessities, and then, naturally, the people of the Shenjian Gate exposed the specific location of that location, and at the same time, I don't know what kind of small sect is scavenging and eating in the corners, oh, by the way, it is called the Shengyang Sect, a disciple was captured by their Demon Pavilion, and he is still staying in that "warehouse". Who knew that there were a few disciples of the Shengyang Sect around him, and when he was dragged into the corner and stuffed into a sack by the Demon Pavilion, he unusually did not stop it, but secretly wrote down the physical characteristics of the temporary disciples of the Demon Pavilion, and ran to the rivers and lakes to spread the news to find people, so that the hostage taking was finally discovered by the people of the Divine Sword Gate, and even when he had just finished explaining the task to Zhang Mengmeng, the nine masters of the Divine Sword Sect touched in, and after some tossing, seven of the nine people died, and the two most powerful escaped。

In this way, the Demon Pavilion fell into great trouble. A large number of abductions of ordinary people were said by the people of the Shengyang faction, and even the imperial court was alarmed for a while, and news came from the branch hall on the side of Pershing City that the imperial court even wanted to send an order to the chief soldier of Tianjian County, asking him to send troops to "suppress bandits", fortunately, this general soldier was impartial and was the squinted Feng Lieshan himself, otherwise he didn't know how to clean up this matter.

The order is still on the way, and with the lax military discipline of the Southern Empire, this order can be delayed on the road for half a month, and there is basically no need to expect any impact on the plan. On the other side of Hanshan Temple, an abbot has already handed over a name card to meet the master, which makes Feng Lieshan uncomfortable, he really doesn't know if the master of the head of the house will look at the face of any abbot on the other side is a master of returning to the void, and sell himself to make himself the second sea Qianqiu?