Chapter 2 Baichuan Sect Alliance

At night, the waning moon is half-hidden, and the clouds and mist are shrouded.

Birds and insects don't chirp, roosters don't jump, sows are sleeping.

"Squeak~"

The railing window was propped open, and Jiang Luoyang's head slowly stretched out from inside.

His body was still a little weak, and the bars needed one hand to support him, which seemed a little difficult.

Jiang Luoyang supported the wall with one hand, and even the strength of his chest was exerted, and the upper half of his body was slowly stretched out.

Let go of the hand holding the railing window, change the back against the railing window, put your hands down, and slowly slide down.

"Smack~"

There was a particularly slight sound, Jiang Luoyang's hands were propped up to the dirt, and most of the whole person was out, and the railing window also slipped down to his legs at this time.

With a slight hook, the control window slowly fell and closed silently.

"Whew~!"

Jiang Luoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to retract his legs hanging upside down on the wall, when suddenly his hands softened for no reason, and his whole face threw himself directly to the ground.

"Bang~!"

In the end, he threw himself on the ground with his body, but fortunately, it was all dirt, and the noise caused was not very loud.

Jiang Luoyang kept lying on the ground and waited quietly for a while, and his afterglow kept sweeping around, especially the room where Zhang Lingqiao slept, until he felt that nothing had happened, he got up from the ground, and he didn't care about wiping the pile of dirt on his body, wiped the corners of his mouth, and tiptoed towards the gate surrounded by the fence.

The yard is not very large, with an old well, a chicken coop in the corner, the wild boar that was hunted everywhere, and a table made of stone, so there is very little room for people to move.

The moonlight was relatively dark, and he barely saw his five fingers when he stretched out his hand, Jiang Luoyang walked more difficult, and almost had a close contact with the moon, and finally reached his destination.

Standing in front of the gate, I found that the door was bolted, and it was very easy to open, but with Jiang Luoyang's current arm strength, he couldn't hold the bolt without moving, in case he shook it a little at that time, he was afraid that it would make a sound.

And with a wooden gate like this, God knows if it will 'squeak' when the deadbolt is pulled.

Jiang Luoyang didn't dare to gamble, so he could only give up the idea of going through the door.

"Fortunately, the fence around the fence is not very high, and the long legs of the deity of this meter three should be able to step over. Jiang Luoyang gestured between his legs and the fence, and finally chose to cross the fence.

The height of the fence is only one meter, and although Jiang Luoyang's body is weak, he can still do it with a leg, and he easily straddles one leg.

"Huh~!"

"Not good!"

The moment his feet stepped on the ground, Jiang Luoyang was shocked, his legs were directly pulled outward, and the whole person directly split a fork and sat on the fence.

The fence is full of wooden thorns that have been sharpened, if you sit on it, Jiang Luoyang will have to be stabbed in the heart.

At the critical moment, Jiang Luoyang became steady, directly and decisively took his hand down first, passed between the two wooden thorns, grabbed the fence with one hand, and rose vigorously in his hand, and finally supported his entire body with one hand, and his legs were in a line shape out of thin air.

"Whew~!"

The crisis was lifted, and Jiang Luoyang spat out a turbid breath.

"Yes! Your pose is kind of interesting. Zhang Lingqiao didn't know where to get out, looked at Jiang Luoyang's posture, and said curiously.

Jiang Luoyang: "......"

"Hey, it's a big night, what are you doing here?" Zhang Lingqiao took out his green steel sword, the sword was not unsheathed, and it was placed on the fence in front of Jiang Luoyang, and it was knocked, making a 'dong dong' sound.

"Girl, I am the Falling Sun Immortal, please give me a face. Jiang Luoyang raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

"Click~!"

Suddenly, the fence shattered in response, Jiang Luoyang's hands were empty, and the whole person fell directly.

"Bang~!"

"Oh, oh~~!"

The rooster started jumping.

......

In the second half of the night, Jiang Luoyang was lying on his wooden bed, holding a manual of the Baichuan Sect Alliance in his hand.

This is what Zhang Lingdex left when he dragged him back just now......

After casually flipping through a paragraph of Jiang Luoyang, I realized that the so-called Baichuan Sect Alliance was an official department jointly established by the Baichuan Kingdom and the three major sects of Baichuan, and its purpose was to regulate all the sects in the Baichuan Kingdom.

On the contrary, it is an irregular and evil sect, and it will be expelled from the Baichuan Kingdom.

After the Baichuan Sect Alliance is successfully registered, according to the regulations of the Baichuan Kingdom, a piece of land will be allocated to the successfully registered sect, and the newly registered sect can go to the designated place to open a sect.

But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with Jiang Luoyang, and it's not him who is in charge anyway.

Closing the Baichuan Sect Alliance manual, Jiang Luoyang put it on his head and touched his inner thigh, which seemed to be a little strained just now, and it hurt faintly.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Jiang Luoyang frowned, picked up the Baichuan Sect Alliance manual again, opened it and looked at it, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"Baichuan Country, Sect Alliance, why haven't you heard of it?"

......

After tossing and turning for a while, Jiang Luoyang realized a very serious problem, that is, the place where he was now was probably not on Earth.

Because he flipped through the entire Baichuan Sect Alliance Handbook, he had never heard of the countries and sects mentioned in some of the few words in it.

The most important thing is that Jiang Luoyang also saw a request for the Baichuan Sect Alliance sect to apply.

It reads like this.

Requirements for applying for a one-star sect (sect) for the first time in the territory of Baichuan Country:

1. The sect must have two or more members (the head of the sect can be counted as a member of the sect.) )

2: As an emerging sect, it must ensure that it has the most basic ability to defend its own sect, so the cultivation of the head of the sect must reach the first level of martial arts and above.

Three: 1,000 taels of gold need to be paid as the application fee for the sect.

Four: If you have the Baichuan Sect Order issued by the Baichuan Sect Alliance, then the above three can be ignored, and you can successfully apply for the establishment of a sect with the Baichuan Sect Order, and get a certain degree of preferential treatment.

In the sect's application requirements, Jiang Luoyang captured an extremely key word, that is, the four words 'martial artist is heavy'.

On the earth, people like him are generally called cultivators, and martial artists and a heavy realm or something only appear in novels.

Combined with the other doubts in the manual, Jiang Luoyang was basically able to determine that his current location should not be the earth.

As for where it went, that's still a question mark.

"Alas......"

Inexplicably, Jiang Luoyang let out a long sigh, put down the Baichuan Sect Alliance Handbook in his hand, and lay on the wooden bed with his side face, looking at the simple room, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

In fact, for a cultivator like Jiang Luoyang, it doesn't matter where the person is, the most important thing is to cultivate!

But now his whole body was destroyed by thunder, and he has become a disabled person who is powerless.

In such a situation where there is no self-preservation, it is dangerous wherever you are.

For example, now, he was trapped in the hands of a woman, which made Jiang Luoyang, who was an immortal venerable, embarrassed.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Jiang Luoyang's afterglow swept into something in the corner, which was a strange book that he had thrown away early in the morning.