Wu Yi agreed to the deal, and Chu Qianqiu was not afraid that he would take the opportunity to call the masters of the Yuanyang faction to take revenge, not only because Chu Qianqiu had the ability to go back in time, but more importantly, Wu Yi did not have real killing intent from beginning to end.

The kind of thought that comes from the heart, and wants to kill yourself.

No, not at all.

Qiu Cicada's ability to perceive it did not feel any trace of his killing intent.

He was scared of himself.

Therefore, Chu Qianqiu was not worried about the other party's desperate fight, if he was such a backbone character, how could he betray his wife.

"The Yuanyang Sect has six elders, ten true traditions, thirty-six inner gates, three hundred outer gates, thousands of miscellaneous disciples, and hundreds of practicing disciples."

"So many people, can they afford to raise them?" Chu Qianqiu said with some surprise, although the Yuanyang faction is a descendant of the Dao Sect, is this scale a bit too big.

If they can pull out more than 300 gas storage masters and form an army, it will be 300 officers, which is very terrifying.

You must know that the standard of the martial arts hall is only the pursuit of gas accumulation, with a total of two classes and more than 100 people.

Once the world is in chaos, these people alone can form an army of tens of thousands of people, and it is not a problem to attack the city.

Don't look at Wuyi seems to be very weak in Chu Qianqiu's hands, but in fact, he has already opened a watershed with ordinary people, and ordinary three or five strong men will be knocked to the ground by him, and he can be regarded as a master of the inner family, otherwise Boss Wang would not think about making friends.

"Miscellaneous disciples and practice disciples are not considered people." Wuyi said with some bitterness.

"Miscellaneous disciples change every three years, Baixiang Town, Yanbo Town, Qianjiang Town, Fengxiang Town, etc., there are people everywhere who want to learn martial arts."

"People who have dreams of practicing martial arts should have as many as they want, as many as they want."

"The deacon in charge of collecting people said, you don't do it, some people do."

This made Chu Qianqiu understand once again why after General Long built the lecture hall to the town level, most of the trained officers were willing to work for the army.

"The Yuanyang faction is already the largest sect in the vicinity, and the Fahua Temple refuses to recruit disciples, and most of the rest of the martial arts halls start to cultivate from external skills, and there are no ten or twenty years of kung fu, and even a small amount of qi is a luxury."

"Comparatively speaking, bringing your own dry food to work in the Yuanyang faction is the best choice."

"As for becoming a practice slave and transmitting power to inner disciples and others, for some people, it is not such a bad choice."

"At least there's a bite to eat."

Fahua Temple is engaged in the trading of illicit salt, how can it be willing to recruit disciples on a large scale, otherwise it would have been infiltrated a long time ago.

And the Yuanyang faction, regardless of whether it recruits disciples or not, will always be monitored by the imperial forces such as the Six Gates, but it is even more open and uses the cheap local human resources.

"How strong are they?" Chu Qianqiu didn't bother with the Yuanyang faction's oppression, and directly asked him about the information he wanted to know the most.

"I don't know, I only heard that two of the six elders are innate masters, and so is the true transmission senior brother, and the rest are not clear, but most of them are in the Qi Accumulation Realm."

If you count Guyang Zhenren, then the entire Yuanyang faction has four innate masters, and it is indeed a strong party, and considering that Wuyi is only an outer disciple, when estimating the strength of the Yuanyang faction, it should be unclear about the sect's heritage.

Therefore, if you expect the enemy to be wide, you need to assume that the entire Yuanyang Sect has six, or even more than six innate masters.

Not to mention that the spies of Great Xia are hiding in it, it is completely a Longtan tiger's den.

"Has anything happened lately, or has there been some stranger appearing?"

Wuyi still shook his head and said helplessly:

"There are thousands of people in the Yuanyang Sect, people come and go, if it is a miscellaneous disciple, there are people who go down and up the mountain every day, how can they know all the people."

"As for the big thing, half a month ago, a little monk came to the Yuanyang faction, and he challenged the top ten true disciples alone, except for the senior brother, who was inconvenient to make a move, everyone else had no way to take that little monk."

"Later, the sect specially issued a gag order, and I also learned about it from other disciples."

Chu Qianqiu's eyes lit up when he heard it, the little monk didn't need to ask, it must be the bastard of the third monk.

It is really normal for the true disciples of the Yuanyang Sect to lose to him, because he has a lot of mastery on him, and it is not at all the kung fu that Fahua Temple can have, he is a monster who went to the Guangming Temple to study and came back.

Even if he is now, the two of them let go of the hand and foot fight, and he doesn't dare to guarantee that he can win three days off.

After all, he has the cultivation of qi accumulation, the defense of the fourth level of the golden bell jar, the weird body method, and all kinds of means that have not been used, it can be said that he is a monster with no dead ends in all directions.

His advantage is "Heavenly Silkworm Nine Transformation Battle Body", the true qi and physique exercised by a large number of pills, but the body method, moves, internal strength, etc. are too different.

I don't know how many taels of silver Master Juemi spent on him to send him to the Guangming Temple, one of the nine branches of the Maha Temple, for further study.

When he came back, he caused trouble for him, and he actually picked out the top ten true disciples of the Yuanyang faction, and it seemed that he had taken a lot of advantage, so angry that Gu Yang Zhenren ordered him to be sealed, so as not to ruin his reputation.

However, his move gave Chu Qianqiu an extra way of thinking to explore intelligence.

"As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other."

"Who are the top ten true disciples of the Yuanyang Sect, I just happened to challenge all the way through."

Chu Qianqiu said happily, this is a bit of a taste of rivers and lakes, if you don't challenge the sect, what kind of rivers and lakes are it.

And the Yuanyang faction is so big, it is not easy to find people.

Simply challenge the past one by one, not only to increase their combat experience, but also to find out their martial arts, and the next time they come to a raid, they are guaranteed to be done.

In the past, I always seemed to enter the village quietly, and I didn't want to shoot, it was because my strength was too weak, but now in addition to the innate masters, there are fewer and fewer people who can pose a threat to me in Baixiang Town, and it's time to be open.

Unexpectedly, Wuyi shook his head again and again

"You can't challenge, you can't challenge."

"Since the little monk challenged the nine true disciples, the head of the sect ordered the disciples not to accept the challenge, and violators will be punished with aggravated punishment."

"What are you afraid of, if I want to fight, they will have to fight." Chu Qianqiu sneered twice, which made Wu Yi's heart panic, this man wouldn't want to do things again.

"Go make me a flag." Chu Qianqiu said a few words to Wuyi, making his face even paler.

"I don't dare."

"Money is heroic courage, take this silver ticket." Chu Qianqiu didn't persuade much, and directly put the silver ticket of one hundred taels in his hand, Wuyi gritted his teeth and agreed.

Soon, the heavily armed Chu Qianqiu came to the mountain gate of the Yuanyang faction under the leadership of the hooded Wuyi, and then erected the flag in front of the gate.

There are eleven words on the white cloth with the pen walking the dragon and snake!

"Sword battles in all directions, Yuanyang disciples bow their heads!"

Arrogant, too arrogant.

The disciples of the Yuanyang faction suddenly changed color, and Wu Yi had already disappeared after leading the people, for fear that he would be found out that he had anything to do with Chu Qianqiu.

"Disciple Yuanyang, do you dare to fight me?"