"Isn't it?!Do you still pay attention to your background in the righteous path?!" Zhang Baisheng argued loudly as if he had been severely hit: "Am I still not able to repent and reform myself?!"

"It's not enough to pay attention to your background, it's just that you don't want the old man, the old man almost took Tian Wanzai's core secret in exchange for being trusted now, what about you? What secrets do you have? A temporary disciple?" Ghost Liming deliberately threatened in a gloomy tone: "The old man risked his life to snatch out the original of the holy scripture, and Kenna Tian Wanzai's secret came out." In this way, there is no way back! And the old man also has enough, and if he does not seek refuge in the right path for the sake of his livelihood, the friends of the righteous path will not look down on the old man! The old man, whether he lives or dies, is just a bad old man who wants to inherit a little bit of stuff from the hands of the ancestor! What about you? What is the value of you in weighing yourself? This righteous way is not a nursery, and it is not a cat or a dog who can enter this circle without a little ability! What is the value of you weighing yourself? !

"I ......" Zhang Baisheng wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed the words in his mouth, he knew that he had some strengths, but these strengths, in the eyes of the devil, were crooked and evil, and he was ridiculed by others.

After thinking about it, he decided to take a gamble, anyway, the situation couldn't be worse.

"Compared to you, I'm worthless, but I still have at least one cheap life, and if I can get out of the Demon Pavilion, I'm willing, even if I swallow a poison pill, I can't help myself from now on!"

Zhang Baisheng gritted his teeth and said fiercely, as if his body was his biggest enemy in his life at this moment, his words made the people around him almost become a blurred mass of flesh and blood, and also made Zhao Guangyi's face completely black.

"What do you imagine us to be?!Are we those guys from the Poison Dragon Sect!" The former True King was already roaring.

"Why is Mowei Pavilion sorry for you, you actually want to get out of it so much?" Ghost Liming's voice came faintly, there was no coercion, no coldness, but it hit the point, Zhang Baisheng's expression tightened, knowing that the last moment had come, life or death, it all depended on his answer.

At this time, he realized that the righteous person does not pay attention to his origin, but to the reason. Like himself, who "stayed well" in the Demon Pavilion, suddenly left the team as a deserter, and kept saying that he abandoned the guy who secretly surrendered to the light, anyone would feel unreliable, either undercover, or grass on the wall, most of the righteous people are very particular about the purity of their disciples, and when they encounter this kind of "unclean guy" who is unwilling to accept the devil's way, it is not bad if they don't kill their heads directly.

"I was indeed desperate when I joined the Demon Pavilion, but in the Demon Pavilion, every time I encountered this kind of crisis for the whole team, it was our temporary disciples who were sacrificed...... I, Zhang Baisheng, have learned more than thirty kinds of divine skills in my life, and there is almost no one that will not reach the peak of Peiyuan within half a year, but unfortunately, it is a pity that there is no divine function to complete the leap into the realm of the body! I invested in the Demon Wei Pavilion, and I wanted to take advantage of their many masters to complete the transformation, and in this life and this life, I can enter the body and transform qi, and climb to the peak of mortal dust, I will be satisfied, but unfortunately——"

"It's a pity that you don't have a friend power, you are not recommended by a master, you can't get the true biography, second, you don't know how to slap the horse at all, please your boss, you have a scholarly temper, and you don't even want to see a disciple, third, you follow the rules, you are cautious, you don't dare to let go of big things, you can't make great achievements, no one cares, as a result, for so many years, you are a poor scholar, and you have always been a temporary disciple! Speaking of which, you kid and the old man of the year want to think very much, but it's a pity that the old man at least knows how to work diligently, is not afraid of death, has a bite to eat, first leave half a bite for his good buddy, and as a result, he has met Cao Feiyue, Jiang Wenli, Wei Wuliang, and finally mixed up the name of a Hedao elder, although the three nobles have now been buried deep in the loess, Wei Wuliang is even more fierce, but he is finally a little stronger than you kid, you say, are you because of the three things the old man said, has you always been a temporary disciple?"

Listening to the contemptuous tone of the ghost, Zhang Baisheng was dumbfounded, and then collapsed across the board: "Uncle! You are too reasonable! The little Zhang Baisheng, in addition to cultivation on weekdays, is to study some geomorphology and geography, secret realms, customs, spirits and legends, etc., how can he have the time to mess with those so-called fellow disciples who want to kill people and eat people all day long!" Uncle naturally understands this, then he should also understand a little bit of Xiao's heart of boxing, to be able to devote himself to the right path, and truly live the life of a normal samurai, that is Xiao's long-standing dream!

"Pull it down, the old man can see it, you kid is a guy who shoots to death! I don't know how to sting you when I want to come to the Demon Pavilion and let the temporary disciples rush in front as cannon fodder——"

"Uncle, the little one has survived a few times - if he doesn't quit this time, God knows if he dies on the way next time he encounters something. After saying that, Zhang Baisheng also relaxed, he knew that he had done his best, all the means of survival had been exhausted, all the chips that could be exchanged were gone, all the cards that could be played were played, and now he depends on the destiny of heaven for life and death, and all the blessings and misfortunes depend on others. He Zhang Baisheng is just a small shrimp in the Demon Dao, and his own chips are so sporadic and unrealistic, and it is unrealistic to think that his strength will be reversed.

"You will only die in the torture hall when you return to the Demon Pavilion now!" The ghost pursed his lips disdainfully, and actually moved to unshackle him, this action made him a surprise: "The old man used to be in charge of the torture hall, Yan Guiluo is still the heir of the old mantle, boy, the means you have just seen are the methods of the Demon Wei Pavilion, are you afraid?!"

"I'm afraid! Of course I'm afraid!" Zhang Baisheng, who was untied, immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "What the old man taught is that the grace of saving lives will always be remembered!"

"Then you should understand, a kid like you who can't enter the Demon Dao, the old man has seen a lot, and you are not a wife? But later, after seeing a lot, he became numb, and now the old man himself has become the person he was back then, but he has seen it, Mowei Pavilion, I don't know from which year, he has been so unscrupulous in recruiting disciples, but the position and resources in the sect are only a little bit, and there is no growth, so those superfluous people can only be used as cannon fodder, and even materials for killing people and refining souls! You kid is so miserable in the Demon Pavilion, not the first, not the last, but what, there are very few lucky people like you! Most of them were disciples who couldn't get along, and they all died silently in the dungeon, or on the way to the charge, as you said. ”

As he spoke, his voice became very hoarse, as if he was educating Zhang Baisheng, and as if he had made a conclusive summary of what he had done in the past. After he finished speaking, he finally sighed and said:

"You said you want to go to the right path, is it true or false?"

"It's true. ”

"Do you know that you are free at this moment, if you don't want to go to the right path, or even want to participate in the battle of the rivers and lakes, yes, the old man is leading you out of the secret realm, it is also possible, do you still want it?"

Zhang Baisheng stood up, although he was shorter than the ghost at this time, he gave people the feeling of being very tall, although the indelible weak scholarly anger on his body always lingered around him, but he gave people the feeling of being an alternative majesty at the moment. "Of course. He straightened his waist, and the tone of his speech also changed, becoming neither humble nor arrogant, with an unyielding sharpness in his humility: "Under the surname Zhang, the name is Baisheng, before he was desperate to enter the Mowei Pavilion, he still has a name in the rivers and lakes! ”

"Do you have a name?" Ghost Liming tilted his head, looking at Zhang Baisheng's eyes as if he was picking a table clock in a watch shop: "Let's talk about it, but don't expect to scare the old man, the old man has seen famous people, but you dare to imagine!"

"Under Bai Xiaosheng. Zhang Baisheng, that is, the well-known "jack-of-all-trades" Bai Xiaosheng said slowly. Obviously, this name is not small at all, and even Ghost Liming and Zhao Guangyi were a little caught off guard, Ghost Liming was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "How can you see it?"

"I know the ins and outs of this secret realm of the East China Sea. Bai Xiaosheng said: "Although there was no calendar a thousand years ago, it doesn't mean that there is no history?"

The ghost stared at his eyes, and finally had to believe it: "Okay, Bai Xiaosheng is Bai Xiaosheng, how did you fall into the Demon Wei Pavilion as a temporary disciple, you have to explain it clearly when you have time in the future." Now, if we are short of time, you will listen to the old man's words first, agree, and kneel down and kowtow. ”

Bai Xiaosheng's body shook slightly, and then immediately calmed down, putting on a posture of listening to his ears, his heart was empty, and he could only feel the violent heartbeat in his chest 130 times per minute.

He knew what that meant.

"The devil has the rules of the devil's path, and the righteous path has the rules of the right path, and now the devil's path is prosperous, and the righteous path is weak, so many people are distorted by the way of this world, and the right path is divided into two ways, large and small, and what you enter is the orthodoxy in the right path, so you must first keep the ten commandments, and then talk about the things of entry. ”

The Ten Commandments are not elaborated on, because this is common sense in this world like "the sun rises in the east", so there is no need to go into details.

Bai Xiaosheng nodded vigorously.

"To enter the right path, there are a few rules that are strictly observed than the Ten Commandments, this is the rule of our righteous path group, you are in the Demon Pavilion, you are subject to the rules of the Demon Pavilion, now you have to forget the rules of the Demon Pavilion, abide by these rules, otherwise, even if you Bai Xiaosheng, don't enter our righteous path. ”

Ghost Liming paused, looked at Bai Xiaosheng and nodded, and then said: "First, a person with a righteous path, first of all, you can't go against your teacher. The concept of the so-called sect in the righteous path is very vague, and the most important thing is the inheritance and morality. A person on the right path cannot insult his own patriarch, destroy his own inheritance, and cannot disrespect his master's opinion, this is the first thing. Second, you can't trap your brothers, you can't keep your word, you break your covenant, and betray your fellow disciples, and the same people here refer to all your like-minded friends and brothers, people like Wan Jianxin, you can also count, understand? Third, you can't frame Zhongliang, kill innocents indiscriminately, and kill innocents! The old man knows that you must have done this kind of thing in the Demon Pavilion, and those who have done less have died in the martial arts arena, which is also what the old man is most worried about, after all, bullying the weak and the weak, this is addictive!"

"The disciple will never dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool!" Bai Xiaosheng hurriedly said.

"It doesn't matter if you cross the thunder pool, but at that time, the little life will no longer be in your own hands!" "The magic skills of the righteous path do not cover the door, and some of them even have few weaknesses, only slight flaws, so after learning the righteous path magic skills, you don't have to worry about what the old man can hold on to you, but even if you train the old man's strength to be stronger than the old man, if you do something wrong, you will have to pay the price...... You must know that there are too many monsters in this world among the righteous people who have grown up with you and are even younger than you, and those people will definitely not betray the righteous path, and you can't afford to provoke them, so you better be honest! We are on the right path, regardless of our background, but it depends on our strength, but the world is vast, and the evil spirit can't suppress the righteous after all!"

"Disciple, remember Master's teachings!"

"Heh! They all call themselves disciples? Then why don't you quickly kneel down and kowtow!"

......

After a simple apprenticeship, there was more silver dust in the soundproof enchantment, and at this time, Bai Xiaosheng knew that the former Elder of the Demon Pavilion, Ghost Liming, was actually the "student" of this silver-haired young man!

The Demon Pavilion's technique he was going to learn actually came from this boy who was much younger than himself?1

Bai Xiaosheng couldn't understand it, but he didn't want to understand it either, he knew that he knew that being a good subordinate errand and follower of the boy in front of him was the premise for him to live and live like that.

"After the apprenticeship is over, you can be regarded as the next generation of people who have left the hating sky, so you can tell the old man and the young master a good story, what is going on with this person next to you?

"I really don't know this, Master!" Bai Xiaosheng wondered: "Why don't Master find a way to ask him personally?"

"What do you see, young master?" the ghost rubbed his hands, and the old problem of wanting to toss people came up from his heart again.

"No need. Feeling a commotion in the camp, Yinchen, who seemed to be about to pull out the camp, immediately decided: "The matter between this person and the Demon Pavilion, it should have nothing to do with us......