readx; Hearing Yi Tian speak, Mo Wentian nodded.

"The Wind Sect has been ten thousand years since the beginning of the Sect, and it can be said that in the entire Wind Continent, there is no force that can be more ancient than the history of the Wind Sect. Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, which was the pride of the Wind Sect.

"Ten thousand years, for anyone, any force is an unimaginably long time, just a hundred years can make a big force change, let alone ten thousand years!"

"In addition to the Feng Sect, the Barbarian Hall that has existed for the longest time among the eight major sects is only a mere three thousand years, and it cannot be compared with my Feng Sect at all, and my Feng Sect can stand tall in the long river of time, and it is still prosperous in ten thousand years, do you know why?"

Yi Tian, who Mo Wentian said, was also a little excited, thinking that he was a member of the Wind Sect, he couldn't help but feel a little more glory in his heart, and when he heard Mo Wentian's question, he couldn't help but feel a little more curious in his heart.

"I don't know. Yi Tian replied truthfully.

"Hmm. Mo Wentian nodded, and then said, "In addition to the profound background of my Wind Sect, one of the most important factors is the existence of the Wind Prison!"

"Wind Hell?"

Yi Tian was a little puzzled, he had never known that there was a Wind Prison in the Wind Sect, and he had never heard anyone mention it, nor did he mention it in the sect manual when he entered the sect.

Facing Yi Tian's question, Mo Wentian did not answer it immediately, but got up and walked down slowly.

"No matter anything, there are two sides, light and dark, just like a person, no matter how righteous he is, but after all, there is inevitably a dark side. If the Wind Sect is compared to a person, then the Sect Law Enforcement Hall represents his bright side, and the Wind Hell is his dark side!"

"In the Wind Prison, there are a total of eighteen Wind Prison Emissaries, and each Wind Hell Emissary can only take on this position after being selected by thousands of people. ”

"Among them, some people practice blood path exercises, some people practice demon path exercises, and even some people practice witchcraft, but without exception, they have absolute loyalty to the sect!"

"The Wind Hell Envoy is outside, as long as they don't reveal their identities, in addition to mutilating innocents, the power of life and death can be exercised at will, and they are not bound by the sect, and they have only one task, that is, to eliminate all factors that are unfavorable to the sect!"

"These factors that are unfavorable to the sect may be a person, a force, or even a sect, but no matter what, if it is a person, it will kill people! If it is a force, it will destroy this force! If it is a sect, then it will ...... Bloodshed this sect!"

In the end, Mo Wentian's body suddenly erupted with a chilling murderous aura, although that murderous aura was not strong, but it went straight into people's hearts, cold and piercing, as if the soul was going to be strangled and shattered under this murderous aura!

"What I want you to do is to become the Wind Hell Messenger of my Wind Sect!"

Yi Tian was taken aback, and he didn't understand why Mo Wentian chose him, but then Mo Wentian's voice came again.

"The Wind Hell Emissaries are all highly cultivated people, and among the eighteen Wind Hell Emissaries, the weakest one can also kill the masters of the Xuan Qi Realm, and your strength has barely reached the minimum requirements. But more importantly, you're strong at killing, and that's the fundamental reason why I picked you. ”

"The Wind Hell Messenger represents killing, and there is no need for soft-hearted people, let alone cowardly people!"

"I see in you a kind of killing, although it is not deliberate, it is real, and as your cultivation improves, this killing will gradually invade your mind until it completely becomes a puppet controlled by killing!"

"So, making you a Hell Messenger is not just my decision, it's the best choice for yourself!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Yi Tiancai understood why he wanted to protect himself and not investigate his demonic energy and kill Fan You privately, so that Yi Tian had to be forced to become the messenger of this wind and prison even if he was unwilling.

However, according to what Mo Wentian said, Yi Tian also felt that there was really a desire to kill in his body, but he didn't know when it started, maybe when he learned that his parents were hunted down, or maybe it was the scene of watching the village chief die, which made a kind of killing quietly breed in Yi Tian's heart.

If this goes on for a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not become a demon in his heart, and there may really be big problems in his future cultivation.

Thinking of this, Yi Tian hesitated for a moment, and then said respectfully: "The sect master's order, the disciple obeys it." ”

Seeing Yi Tian agree, Mo Wentian's face softened a little, and then with a wave of his hand, he saw a small Qiankun bag and a black token suspended in front of Yi Tian.

"This is the costume of the Wind Hell Messenger, this token is the Wind Hell Order, it is a token of the Wind Hell Messenger, and the sect will also notify you through this token when it needs you, so you must not lose it. Mo Wentian said solemnly.

Yi Tian took the wind and prison order, and found that it was a piece of jade token with a dark body, with some complicated patterns depicted on the front, intertwined like a lightning bolt, and the back was smooth as a mirror, with a sense of warmth and coolness.

"The identity of the Wind Prison Messenger is top secret, and no one can know that the eighteen Wind Prison Messengers in the Wind Prison are ** operations, and unless there are special circumstances, it is impossible to meet each other. ”

"And the reason why you became a Wind Hell Emissary is not only because I fancy your combat strength, but also because there is a vacancy among the eighteen Wind Hell Emissaries today, one of them betrayed the sect and slaughtered a small city alone in order to cultivate a blood path secret art, and hundreds of thousands of people died. ”

Mo Wentian was stunned, then looked at Yi Tian, and said lightly: "You go and kill this person as a test before you become a real Wind Hell Messenger." ”

"Alright, if nothing else, you can step back first. Before Yi Tian could answer, Mo Wentian waved his hand and gave an eviction order.

Seeing this, Yi Tian could only retreat and leave the hall.

In an instant, Mo Wentian was the only one left in the huge hall, standing in place and not knowing what he was thinking, suddenly his expression moved, a look of respect appeared in his eyes, and he bowed down and said, "Wind Demon Ancestor." ”

Suddenly, I saw countless wisps of breeze appear out of thin air in front of Mo Wentian's body, and then condensed into a cyan figure, with his back to Mo Wentian.

"I said, I'm no longer a member of the Wind Sect, you don't have to call me Patriarch anymore. The cyan figure said lightly.

"No matter what happens, you will always be the founding patriarch of my Feng Sect, and this cannot be changed. Mo Wentian was still persistent.

The cyan figure was silent for a long time, and finally seemed to sigh, and then said, "That's it, let it be." How's that going?"

"Obey the orders of my ancestor, now that I have appointed him as the messenger of the Wind Prison, if there is no accident, after he kills the defector, he can truly enter the Wind Prison. Mo Wentian said respectfully, but there was still some worry in his eyes, "But isn't it too early for him to serve as the Wind Prison Envoy now......?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the cyan figure was also slightly stunned, and after being silent for a long time, he said something that Mo Wentian did not understand.

"There's no time......"

Mo Wentian wanted to say something, but he saw that the cyan figure in front of him suddenly turned into a wisp of breeze, dissipating invisibly in an instant, and Mo Wentian had to smile bitterly when he saw this.

An hour later, Yi Tian returned to the cave mansion, first looked at Uncle Jiu, who never seemed to have changed much, and then went to the cultivation room alone, carefully thinking about Mo Wentian's words.

"Wind Hell Messenger ......" Yi Tian muttered, looking at the Wind Hell Order in his hand, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Immediately, Yi Tian probed his divine thoughts into the Wind Prison Order, and instantly felt a stream of information rushing into his mind.

"Blood drops, cultivated as a small Xuan Realm, what he cultivated is the Blood Spirit Mystery Method, his blood path exercises are unpredictable, he once killed three Xuan Qi Realm powerhouses alone, and refined them into blood path puppets......"

After a while, Yi Tiancai slowly withdrew his divine thoughts, his eyes full of shock.

"It's such a powerful drop of blood, but I can't imagine that such a powerful person is still ranked last among the eighteen Wind Prison Emissaries, I really can't imagine it!" Yi Tian exclaimed, which showed that this Wind Hell Emissary was indeed not something that anyone could do.

However, Yi Tian's face was a little unsightly at this time, because the defector that Mo Wentian asked himself to kill was this blood drop!

"Hehe, now with your strength, if you encounter this blood drop, the outcome is really unpredictable......" At this moment, I only heard an unexpected voice sounding in Yi Tian's mind.

"Mo Luo?!" Yi Tian said with a startled expression.

"Don't be so surprised, this seat has already awakened and temporarily controlled your body when you were taken over by the intent to kill, otherwise, you would have become a killing puppet by now. Moro laughed.

"So, it's your ......"

Yi Tian couldn't help but think of the messy scene in the ring, and the strange eyes of the people around him looking at him, and suddenly understood a little.

"It's been a long time since I've moved my muscles and bones, and by the way, I had a few tricks with those little dolls. Mo Luo's voice seemed to sigh a little, "I can't imagine that my Mo Luo I's fame is now reduced to the point of fighting with a few little dolls of the human race, it's really unimaginable!"

"Hmph, you don't want to get out of my body as soon as possible!" Yi Tian snorted coldly.

"Haha, don't be so grumpy, little guy, I admit that I had some thoughts about you before, but now...... I want to make friends with you. Mo Luo didn't care about Yi Tian's attitude and continued.

Yi Tian looked suspicious when he heard this.

"Friends?"

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