In this stronghold of the Demon Pavilion, with the addition of Silver Dust and Elder Feng Lieshan, there are a total of 69 "Venerables" above the official disciples, these people are the real core and foundation of the Demon Pavilion, and they are also the people who truly recognize the basic rights and interests in the rules of the Demon Pavilion, they are all called "Venerables" or "Superiors" Although among these people, the members of the higher level still have the power of life and death over the members of the lower level, but at least the killing of the official disciples needs to be done for a reason, and the oral report needs to be made to the torture hall afterwards, and the execution of the disciples and above requires a small trial ceremony. These people, or specifically, the 69 people in the stronghold of the Demon Pavilion, are the real people of the Demon Pavilion, and they are now either standing on a high platform or sitting on a high tower.

The remaining 2,500 people, that is, the people who stood in the martial arts arena below, were all temporary disciples, that is, slave-like people who did not have any rights in the Demon Pavilion, and at this time, with a cold and ruthless order from the female elder, they no longer stood still, and began the cruel martial arts exercises that the Demon Pavilion's every day would be staged.

It was not a competition, it was a fight, and for every temporary disciple of the Demon Pavilion, it was an impossible battle of life and death for 1 against 2499 people.

The wind rises, the ghosts come out, the severed limbs fly, the intestines flow, and every morning in the Demon Pavilion, an hour of flesh and blood begins to fly.

Silver Dust stood on the high platform, watching in horror at the tragedy of cannibalism below. His hands and feet were cold, his pupils were constricted, and he couldn't understand why Mowei Pavilion did this. "These temporary disciples......" he asked aloud, but he couldn't hear his own voice.

"Brother, they are all slaves taken in by the Demon Pavilion!" A pair of warm hands, gently holding Yinchen's cold left hand, Zhang Mengmeng hopes to use this way that is not quite in line with the "great defense" between men and women to alleviate Yinchen's fear a little, she knows how terrible this kind of scene is, because she has personally experienced such a scene for 6 years. Every day, every day, she feared whether she would survive the next morning, for six years, the darkest and most unbearable past of her life.

"The core members of the Demon Pavilion, starting from the official disciples, the official disciples and below, are all temporary disciples, these people are props that can be used as consumables anytime and anywhere, in the rules of the Demon Pavilion, protecting these people from death for no reason is also a foul, at least they will be beaten by those terrible guys in the torture hall for a week, my sister has not entered the torture hall, but my sister's best friends, all who have entered the torture hall, all of them committed suicide in the end, and no one can stand that kind of humiliation, so Yinchen, you must not show the slightest kindness to these people, that will harm yourself。 Zhang Mengmeng explained softly to Yinchen, hoping that this would distract Yinchen and make him feel better.

"Why do you want to stipulate this?" Yinchen was very puzzled, since they have all accepted others as disciples, they should protect them? Otherwise, if this continues, will there still be people who will defect to the Demon Wei Pavilion in the future? Will there be any disciples in the Demon Wei Pavilion in the future?

"Because these people, when the situation is difficult, are the source of the remnant souls of our core members, Yinchen, you also know, we in the Demon Pavilion, we can't live without remnant souls, but we can't kill people everywhere for the remnant soul at any time, and when the righteous path unites to suppress us, we need to be very careful when we go out. ”

"What about the other ways of demons?"

"It's the same, the Demon Dao, in fact, compared to the Righteous Path, although there are many sects and great momentum, the real strength is not strong, because the enemy of the Righteous Path is only the Demon Dao, and for all the Demon Dao, the enemy is the Righteous Path and the Demon Path. ”

"That's right. Yinchen sighed, it seems that no matter which world it is, as long as it is the Demon Dao, it will encounter such a problem, not united, in the nest, taking risks for its own selfish interests, and finally being suppressed by the righteous path of the world so much that he can't raise his head.

"By the way, sister, won't they unite to resist us?" Yinchen asked a question that he had been unable to understand at this time, and in the cafeteria, he felt strange, since there are many people in this world and sometimes it is the last word, then why don't these so-called temporary disciples unite and grab the food of the few dozen "core members"?

"They. Zhang Mengmeng smiled bitterly and said astringently: "When the Demon Wei Pavilion recruited them, the exercises given to them were all modified, called "Heaven Splitting Demon Gong", the name is very powerful, but once you cultivate, there will be some problems in the body, these problems are usually nothing, but once you hear a special kind of 'life-urging bell' ringing, you will instantly die of blood flowing backwards! And once some of these disciples become official disciples, they will change their cultivation under the supervision of the master and practice something like your "Remnant Soul Sutra" In this way, the name is average but the really powerful method, once the magic is changed, the hidden danger is eliminated, and there is no need to worry about any bells. ”

"......" Yinchen listened to Zhang Mengmeng's words, except for blinking, he couldn't make any other expressions, he didn't think about the possibility of the people of the Demon Pavilion's control of these so-called temporary disciples through some means, but he didn't expect that the means of the Demon Pavilion's methods were so direct, so sharp, and he made a fuss directly from the divine skills, instead of ordering ******** or something in the meal as he thought - the people of different levels in the Mowei Pavilion ate completely differently, and Yinchen felt that there was something to do no matter how he looked at it.

"So, sister, where did we recruit so many disciples?" Yinchen asked the last question, and the most important question, if you don't take your disciple's life seriously, there will be ghosts if others are willing to come to you.

"Huh. Zhang Mengmeng was actually amused by Yinchen's question at this time, she smiled lightly, and said in a very arrogant tone: "Silly brother? How do you think the prestige of our Demon Wei Pavilion is the second major sect in the world? How do you think the status of our Demon Wei Pavilion Demon Dao No. 1 sect came about? Although the exercises of our Demon Wei Pavilion are vicious and vicious, and they are not tolerated by the righteous path, any exercise in the sect can be cultivated by anyone in the world!" The method in the Demon Pavilion, no matter what the cultivator's qualifications are, whether his body is disabled, whether he has hidden diseases, and even whether he has two arms and two legs, as long as he persists for ten years, he will inevitably reach the realm of entering the body! If he persists for thirty years, he will inevitably enter the stage of transforming qi! Although the progress has slowed down after this, for many people, and even for the vast majority of people in the world, how many people have a chance to enter the door of the body stage if they have practiced the "Qingfeng Decision" for a lifetime?"

"Don't you even have a level?" Yin Chen was stunned, he suddenly remembered that he had actually practiced the "Remnant Soul Sutra" Yizhong, according to the monk world, he already had the identity of Peiyuan Yizhong anyway, he was already a monk, and he had cultivated the "Qingfeng Duel" for three years, and there was really no effect.

"There are levels, but there are countless Venerables in the sect, just find an adult like an elder protector, you can easily avoid the demons in your heart, and all the exercises of the Demon Wei Pavilion can change your physique without the need for the Pulp Cleansing Pill, aren't those remnant souls the best Myelin Cleansing Pill?"

"But is the elder willing to protect the Dharma for us junior disciples?"

"The elders are unwilling, but the Dharma Protectors are willing, why do you think they are called Dharma Protectors?" Zhang Mengmeng said a word, and Yinchen was speechless.

"And, Yinchen, don't look at those temporary disciples who are very bitter now, in fact, they are all crying and shouting to join our Demon Pavilion, there are only two thresholds for the Demon Pavilion to recruit disciples, the first sixteen years old and above have a sound brain, at least one hand is sound, it doesn't matter if there are legs or not; 。 Zhang Mengmeng patiently and carefully guided Yinchen, and gradually really succeeded in guiding his attention away from the bloody scene in front of him, and also let Yinchen see the truth behind a series of unreasonable door rules.