Chapter (1) Hundred (4) (7) The Frog at the Bottom of the Well
After the incident with the Heavenly Sword Sect, Zhu Ganglie turned into a human form in order to avoid trouble, and Edgeworth went to the Red Moon Temple.
When he met a fierce beast along the way, Zhu Ganglie hunted it and swallowed it into his belly, for Zhu Ganglie, everything else can be eaten except for mortals who can't eat it.
A month later, Zhu Ganglie stopped and stopped, and finally came to the area where the Red Moon Temple was located.
After Edgeworth passed through a mountain peak, Zhu Ganglie suddenly found that there were more lights in the air, and all of them flew in one direction, with a strong purpose.
"This fellow Daoist, under Zhu Ganglie, I don't know where to go?"
With a flicker of his figure, Zhu Ganglie's sword flew in front of the nearest monk, walked side by side with him, and asked in a very casual tone.
Hearing this, the monk said in some surprise:
"Zhu Daoyou, isn't he from the Eastern Regions?"
The monk asked rhetorically.
"I came from the Western Regions, all the way to the east, traveled here, and saw that the monks here were all going in one direction, and I was curious, so I asked this question. ”
Zhu Ganglie explained.
"I see, fortunately, in Xia Zhangdong, a casual cultivator, I recently heard that the Red Moon Temple in the Eastern Regions is going to open the mountain gate and recruit disciples, so this has attracted monks from all walks of life in the vicinity to go and flock to it. ”
After hearing Zhang Dong's explanation, Zhu Ganglie nodded lightly to show his understanding.
"Are you interested in going along?"
Zhang Dong invited very warmly.
"Of course, such a grand event, how can Zhu be missing. ”
Even if Zhang Dong didn't invite him, Zhu Ganglie's original purpose was to go to the Red Moon Temple, and it was understandable to go with Zhang Dong.
The two walked together, and Edgeworth disappeared into the sky.
With Zhang Dong, a local monk, leading the way, the two flew for about an hour and came to a lofty mountain.
This place is densely forested, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the aura is compelling, it is a good cultivation blessed place, no wonder the Red Moon Temple will establish a sect here.
After Zhu Ganglie and Zhang Dong came here, hundreds of monks had already gathered here, and their cultivation realms were different.
In all directions, there is still a steady stream of escaping light, converging here.
"Zhang Daoyou, what kind of trick is this Red Moon Temple recruiting disciples, how did most of them come here are monks who have cultivation, aren't they generally recruiting young men and women who have no cultivation and have spiritual resources?"
Zhu Ganglie looked at the crowd of monks gathered in front of him and asked.
"I don't know where you found out? Of course, this recruiting disciples is that the higher the cultivation, the better, the cultivation is too low, the sect also needs to spend a lot of cultivation resources to cultivate, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and some of the gains outweigh the losses, unless it is those geniuses with the highest cultivation qualifications, the sect will pay attention to it, otherwise the cultivation is too low, but no sect can look at it. ”
Zhang Dong explained seriously.
"I see, but Zhu is lonely and unheard. ”
Zhu Ganglie showed an expression of sudden realization.
"I don't know what level Brother Zhu has cultivated?"
Zhang Dong asked casually.
Hearing this, Zhu Ganglie's face showed a hint of pride, his demonic cultivation can be regarded as one of the best in the Southern Regions, and he should also be ranked in the Eastern Regions, so he said modestly on the surface:
Let Zhang Daoyou smile, Zhu's cultivation is not worth mentioning, and it is only in the middle of the Jindan period. ”
Although he said modestly, his face was very proud.
"Well, it's indeed a bit low, it's still a lot short of the minimum threshold for the outer disciples of the Red Moon Temple, but Zhu Daoyou's cultivation is more than enough to be a miscellaneous disciple. ”
Zhang Dong patted Zhu Ganglie's shoulder and comforted him earnestly.
Hearing this, Zhu Ganglie was stunned for a while, how did he feel that something was not pretending to be right, and he couldn't help but wonder.
"Dare to ask Zhang Daoyou, what is the standard for this outer disciple of the Red Moon Temple?"
Zhang Dong replied without thinking:
"The outer disciple is in the early stage of the infant. ”
After hearing Zhang Dong's explanation, Zhu Ganglie was stunned on the spot, feeling that his cultivation was really at the bottom, and he couldn't even meet the minimum standards.
"The standard of that miscellaneous disciple is ......"
Zhu Ganglie continued to ask without giving up.
"Miscellaneous disciple Jin Dan is in the early stage. ”
These words shattered the only remaining pride in Zhu Ganglie's heart, he didn't expect the Red Moon Temple to be so strong, even stronger than he imagined, just an outer disciple, and he needed a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage to worship in it.
This infant stage monk, if it is placed in the Southern Regions, it is a heavyweight such as the master of a sect, the peak lord elder, etc., but he didn't expect that in the Middle East Domain, he is only an outer disciple, and the contrast is too great, which makes Zhu Ganglie stand in place for a while.
Seeing that Zhu Ganglie was in a daze, Zhang Dong only thought that Zhu Ganglie was worried that he would not be able to enter the gate of the Red Moon Temple, and comforted him.
"Zhu Daoyou, don't be too arrogant, your qualifications are not bad, the miscellaneous disciples of the Red Moon Temple must be you, in the future, I, Zhang Dong, will cover you, and no one will dare to bully you." ”
"Dare to ask Zhang Daoyou, what kind of realm have you cultivated. ”
After recovering from his daze, Zhu Ganglie looked at Zhang Dong, and the desire for knowledge in his heart became stronger and stronger.
"Don't hide it from Zhu Daoyou, in the late stage of Xia Yuan Infancy, it shouldn't be difficult to enter the Red Moon Temple as an outer disciple. ”
Zhang Dong didn't feel any trouble because of Zhu Ganglie's low cultivation, and said with a warm face.
Hearing his cultivation realm from Zhang Dong's mouth, Zhu Ganglie had an urge to vomit blood, and he almost couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, exposing the pig's head.
Seeing that Zhu Ganglie's face was a little embarrassed, Zhang Dong thought that Zhu Ganglie was shocked by his cultivation.
"Zhu Daoyou don't have to be surprised, although my cultivation is higher than you, you don't have to take my current generation, it's rare to have a fate, there is not much difference between you and me, you can talk about it on the same level, and don't have any mental burden. ”
Zhang Dong comforted him with a pleasant face.
Zhu Ganglie smiled awkwardly, a little absent-minded.
"Then thank you Zhang Daoyou, the one who speaks first, since Zhang Daoyou's cultivation is higher than Zhu, it is naturally Zhu's predecessor, Zhu does not dare to have any overstepping, and Zhang Daoyou is called a brother and a brother, if a certain and Zhang Daoyou enter the Red Moon Temple at the same time in the future, Zhang Daoyou is Zhu's senior brother, don't pass by, Senior Brother Zhang take care. ”
Zhu Ganglie said a word with a respectful expression, said a polite farewell to Zhang Dong, and then turned around without looking back, a sword light flashed, and Zhu Ganglie's figure disappeared into the sky, flying towards the Red Moon Temple alone.
Zhu Ganglie is a demon, in order to blend into the Red Moon Temple, it is naturally impossible to walk with Zhang Dong, not to mention that although Zhu Ganglie's advanced transformation technique can't even be seen by immortals, it is also flawed.
Zhu Ganglie didn't want to be forced out of the prototype by Zhang Dong.
Looking at Zhu Ganglie's disappearing back, Zhang Dong seemed to understand why Zhu Ganglie left suddenly.
This guy must be jealous, yes, he is jealous.
Zhang Dong shook his head, and Edgeworth left.