One of the rooms in the office of the slaughterhouse, this is the office of Zheng Jinqiu, the deputy hall master in charge of personnel in the slaughterhouse, all the new outer disciples of the slaughterhouse have to report to him on the first day, and at this time, in his office, there are more than a dozen young boys and girls standing respectfully, waiting for his orders, among which Nameless, Shi Yi, and Wang Qing are also among them.

As soon as eight o'clock arrived, Zheng Jinqiu, who was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, glanced at the people in the room, and said in a deep voice: "Welcome to become a member of my slaughterhouse, although I estimate that there will not be many of you in this group who are really left to be promoted to inner disciples, but as long as you are a disciple of my slaughterhouse for a day, then you must listen to my orders for a day!"

"Now start the roll call, and if you don't respond to the name, you will be expelled from the Qingyun Sect directly!"

"Wang Qingyuan!"

"Bai Zhanfei!"

"Luo Ying!"

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Zheng Jinqiu named sixteen names in a row, including the nameless three and the triangular-eyed boy Ji Ming, who was originally in the same stone building as them!

There was no accident that all the people who were named should have arrived, which was completely unexpected by Zheng Jinqiu, so after seeing that everyone should have arrived, he called a gray-clothed deacon and asked them to take the nameless to the place of work in the slaughterhouse.

The place of work and office of the disciples in the slaughterhouse hall are not together, but in a more remote place, where few people usually pass by.

The one who brought the nameless them to the place of work was a young deacon, about thirty years old, when he looked at the nameless and their outer disciples, his eyes always flashed a trace of disdain, intentionally or unintentionally, in his heart, those disciples with talent would not be assigned to the slaughterhouse, and the disciples with a certain background would not be assigned here.

And these outer disciples who have no talent and no background, may not be able to cultivate to the primary spirit in a lifetime, so for these weak people who are like ants, he is very disdainful in his heart, and urges in a cold tone: "Hmph, let me go quickly, how are talented and stupid people like you who are qualified to waste this deacon's time to lead the way for you, this deacon can show you the way under the order of Hall Master Zheng, you are not grateful to Dade, and dare to waste my time?"

These outer disciples who followed behind them were very unconvinced, but they didn't dare to refute the other party, they were just apprentices, and their talent was indeed not high, and they also had no background, the deacon in front of them was a high figure in their hearts, although the other party's words were a bit excessive at this time, where did they dare to refute it!

Following the young deacon, they were led into an empty room, saying that the house was actually surrounded by walls, and there were hundreds of iron cages of different sizes in the empty house, and all kinds of spirit beasts were locked in the cages, these spirit beasts all had a certain amount of wisdom, and at this time they knew that they would be slaughtered, and their tempers were extremely short-tempered.

"Roar ......!"

Even so, these spirit beasts were restless, in the iron cage, grinning at the nameless and others, the roars of hundreds of spirit beasts sounded, forming a coercion, this layer of coercion was like a mountain towards the nameless and others!

"Ah, don't kill me!"

Under this coercion, one of the newly promoted outer disciples couldn't bear it, and shouted in horror, and his body took a few steps back.

The sixteen newly promoted Slaughterhouse Outer Sect disciples, except for a few people such as Nameless, although the rest of them were not like the outer disciples who showed a frightened expression, they were also drenched in cold sweat, and it was obvious that the coercion of hundreds of spirit beasts coming out in unison had some impact on them, the Level 5 Apprentice Spirit Cultivators.

To Nameless's surprise, there was no one in the stone building where he was under this coercion that there was anything wrong with it, even Wang Qing, who was the most shy among them and would blush when talking to people, did not show a trace of surprise at this time!

"Hmph, sure enough, they are all a bunch of waste, since they were frightened by the roar of these spirit beasts!"

At this moment, the deacon who had led them over snorted coldly, and the disdain and disgust in his heart deepened.

This cold snort sounded in everyone's ears like thunder, and the outer disciples who were originally affected by the coercion of the spirit beast also suddenly woke up, blushing.

It is true that their performance is too poor, although there are hundreds of spirit beasts in front of them, but most of them are only low-level spirit beasts of level 2 and 3, and even the higher level of them is only level 5 or 6, and these spirit beasts are still locked in an iron cage, it is impossible for them to pose any threat at all, why should they be alarmed?

The deacon didn't pay any attention to the nameless and the others, but suddenly said loudly: "Yuan Lie will roll over to this deacon within three breaths, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

His words were so loud that they could be heard clearly in every corner of the empty house, and a moment later a slightly flattering voice came: "Hey, how come our Lord Leng has time to come over today, there is a loss of welcome, a loss of welcome!"

Then I saw that on the other side of the iron cage, a tall young man with a thick bloody aura came over, and the condensed bloody aura on his body made people frightened!

"Hmph, is it a long way to go, Yuan Lie, do you really regard this slaughterhouse as your private territory?" The young deacon who brought them over without a name, that is, the cold deacon in the mouth of the tall young man, said coldly.

"Don't dare, don't dare, where is my turn to call the shots in this slaughterhouse, I just made a mistake, Deacon Leng, don't misunderstand. Yuan Lie hurriedly said in a loud voice, his tone full of flattery and respect.

Deacon Leng's tone was a little warmer, but he still didn't say angrily: "Forgive me for not daring, don't talk to me about gossip, these are new disciples from the outer sect of the slaughterhouse, they will all be managed by you, I also know your character, I won't care how you manage it, but no matter what, you have to complete the amount arranged in the sect every day, if not, you have to look good." ”

"This is natural, the amount arranged by the sect, I will naturally complete it well, you see that I have managed the slaughterhouse for so many years, when did I make a mistake!" Yuan Lie still flattered.

Deacon Leng ignored him, turned his head to Nameless and the others: "From now on, you will be managed by Yuan Lie, and listen to all his arrangements!"

After speaking, he didn't give the nameless them a chance to speak, and said directly to Yuan Lie: "They will be handed over to you to manage, I will leave first!"

After saying this last sentence, Deacon Leng left directly, leaving the nameless sixteen new outer disciples to face Yuan Lie!