Ye Ting looked so simple, inexperienced, he didn't do things as carefully as he did, and his sudden ideas didn't seem feasible.

But what about the reality? Think about what Ye Ting had experienced, how many people around him died?

You think he has shortcomings, his wisdom is not as high as yours, the realm gap is big, and it is you who dies in the end, this kind of person is a truly terrible existence, among the sects, this kind of monk is called a devil, and the sword soul in the sword cultivation is the same, and it is naturally suitable for this kind of cultivation path, in the Daomen, it is called the Dao species, and in the Buddhism, it is at least the reincarnation of the Arhat.

Zhu Yanlei followed Guan Shanyue and drove the rest of the monks over at the bazaar to listen to Ye Ting's orders. Zhu Yanlei was the one who suppressed the scene, and Guan Shanyue went to count the goods.

Naturally, some people will be unwilling and try to resist, or conceal it, Zhu Yanlei has no need to save character for Ye Ting, everything similar will be burned to death by him.

Ye Ting originally didn't plan to loot these monks, many casual cultivators who came to the bazaar to buy goods, and the things on their bodies were not worth a white jade talisman money.

Even if Ye Ting didn't care about his face, he wouldn't make such a fuss, and the time wasted was not worth it.

Ye Ting sat down on the cross street, Nagarjuna got him a chair, and Xiao Bai stood behind Ye Ting awkwardly, bowing his head and hiding his face.

The bazaar was not small, with eighteen streets crisscrossed, each of which was so large that the men employed by the White Bone Gate trembled and were driven out, almost filling the streets.

Ye Ting was surprised, there were more than a thousand people here!

There are more than 1,000 people in the mortal bazaar, and the bazaar of this monk is usually a few hundred people, and he still remembers the experience of the previous life, but this time in the Tianmen Mountain Conference, there seem to be a lot of monks, so many that he is a little uneasy.

Ye Ting whispered to Zhu Yanlei for a while. Zhu Yanlei walked to the front and said with a gloomy face: "Everyone, I have no life and death grudges with you, mainly because of the contradiction with the White Bone Gate. At the Tianmen Mountain Conference, the Moon Sword Sect wanted to set up seventy-two sects to divide and rule Yinzhou. I will get one of them, if you are willing to stay, join Baizhangmen, you can continue to do your business, if you don't want to join Baizhangmen, please leave now. ”

"What about the shop we rented?" asked a monk boldly, not because he was not afraid of death, but because he was a casual cultivator, he had invested all his wealth in this rented shop. If it's gone. The practice is directly over, and there is no need to mention it later.

Zhu Yanlei smiled and said, "We snatched this shop from the White Bone Gate, not bought it. ”

The monk's face turned pale, which means that Baizhangmen has no intention of admitting it. It's just that Ye Ting was cruel before, and he didn't have the courage to question or pray, so he could only look at Zhu Yanlei with pitiful eyes.

Zhu Yanlei is certainly not a soft-hearted person. I just felt that it was too embarrassing to bully this kind of loose cultivation, so I looked at Ye Ting.

Ye Ting shook his head. What does the agreement between this monk and the White Bone Gate have to do with him? The responsibility to protect them is the Bone Gate, otherwise how much foundation they have laid, how many accounts will they have to owe?

Besides, he gave Sanxiu the opportunity to join Baizhangmen, which is a good opportunity for Sanxiu.

If you still feel that being a casual cultivator is very free and enjoyable. That's none of my business. Ye Ting naturally understood that in the hearts of the scattered cultivators, they envied the monks of the sect, and at the same time, they were very afraid of the sect, afraid that after entering the sect, they would no longer have any freedom. Life and death are controlled by the sect.

This is not as good as a free practice, at least in the mortal world, they are like immortals, highly respected, in places beyond the control of the sect, loose cultivation to establish an alliance, no one has to be responsible for whom, Xiao Ao Fengyue.

However, this is useless, the scattered cultivation is the end of the Dan, and the longevity is only three hundred, if you can't live, these freedoms are ridiculous.

Mortals will be relieved by death, and the death of monks is only the beginning.

"I'm not convinced!" a casual cultivator who looked rather young stepped forward and said loudly: "Why, we have worked so hard to accumulate a little money, and we will be taken away by you! Forcing us to join is not fair!"

Zhu Yanlei wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Ye Ting.

"No one is forcing you to join, I just want the waste to get out of here. In this world, if there is no power, how can there be fairness? You keep saying that you want to be fair, but when the White Bone Gate blocked my way, I didn't see you come out to say a word. ”

"Why should I speak for you!"

"Why should I care if you live or die?" Ye Ting asked rhetorically.

The monk was speechless, and only after a while did he stubbornly say, "My shop pù will never be given to you." ”

Ye Ting leaned back in his chair and said boredly: "There is only one sect left in Yinzhou now, that is the Moon Sword Sect, and the rest of the sects are not on the stage at all. Your kind of casual cultivation is like a carp crossing a river. Do you think that if you agitate, I will kill you, and then these people will be excited? Why do you practice if you don't value your life like this?"

What else did the monk say, Ye Ting said again: "You want to understand how cruel the world is, I can fulfill you." I only need to say one thing, whoever kills you will get the shop you rented, and then the monks here will be eager to cut off your head first. ”

The monk's face was as pale as earth, and what Ye Ting said was absolutely right. As long as Ye Ting has a small bait, they will kill each other, because they are loose cultivators, and they are also loose sand.

"People like you, even if I am willing to accept you into the Baizhang Gate, it is worthless. Ye Ting's words were purely from the bottom of his heart, not to insult people. This monk has just built a foundation, and his realm is extremely unstable. Back then, any monk in Dragon Control City who built a foundation and a heavy building was dozens of times stronger than him, and most of the monks in the middle stage of condensate could kill him in a one-on-one battle, if it was a melee, almost as long as the early stage of condensation could find an opportunity to kill him.

It's just a matter of combat effectiveness, this kind of person is unwilling to pay anything for the sect, but if the treatment is a little worse, there will be complaints, and he will not think that no matter how bad the treatment in the sect is, it is much better than him in the rivers and lakes.

First of all, you will not be in danger of your life at any time, secondly, the minimum requirements of daily practice can be guaranteed, and then when you reach a bottleneck at some stage, at least there will be a stronger monk dedicated to guide you.

Some monks with poor qualifications, knowing that there is no hope for immortality, can also apply to go outside to do things, and the authority outside is comparable to casual cultivation. If you work diligently for the sect and accumulate a hundred years, it is even possible to form a small family and become independent. And what about casual practice?

The monk was silent, Ye Ting passed it with his fingers, and some of the monks lit up with a clear light and were marked by him.

"The people I ordered, if they wanted, joined Baizhangmen, and those who didn't want to leave the bazaar like others. As for compensation, there is not a single money. "Ye Ting wants to do his best to get rid of these monks, these monks know that their lives will not be in danger, and they don't dare to provoke Ye Ting again.

Ye Ting also only ordered twenty people, of which only one chose to leave, and nineteen monks chose to stay and join the Baizhang Sect, this ratio is also normal, but the one who left was very strange and very resolute.

"Nagarjuna, you go and see. After Ye Ting ordered, he asked Guan Shanyue to take nineteen foundation building monks to replan here. In the entire bazaar, there are still hundreds of people in the Qi refining period, who are not considered monks, and it is impossible to advance, these are hired by the White Bone Gate, and Ye Ting also left them to deal with the affairs in the bazaar.

The seventy-two peaks of Tianmen Mountain are actually still empty, and the Broken Mountain Sword Flow only occupies a part of it in name, and if you want to really take it, you have to accept the challenge.

This is Yang Mei's choice of Longgong Mountain, otherwise it would have been a river of blood.

Ye Ting inquired about the Dragon Slaying Alliance, which was already famous in the area of Tianmen Mountain, second only to the Broken Mountain Sword Stream. The Broken Mountain Sword Flow is strong enough in itself, and the relationship with the Moon Sword Sect is clear to everyone, and there are not many people who challenge it.

But the Dragon Slaying Alliance is different, the things that just came out have no background, and there are sects almost every day to write war letters.

Tianmen Mountain has set up one hundred and eight rooftops, and now that the Dragon Slaying Alliance has laid down one, just wait for the end of the conference, the Moon Sword Sect will assign the Dragon Palace Mountain to the Dragon Slaying Alliance.

After entering Tiantai Mountain, the Moon Sword Sect established four cities, each with twenty-seven rings, and fought day and night.

There are maps sold in this bazaar, indicating the location of the four cities, as well as the principles of the division of territory owned by each ring, the various standards of attack, each ring is actually divided into twenty battle ring spaces, if you don't have enough people to defend it, you will be taken by others.

One hundred and eight rings, that's two thousand and sixteen battle spaces. Although there are many monks who come to Yinzhou, those who are born in the sect are not allowed to go to the ring, in this case, the sect under the sect is the protagonist of the ring.

Each sect can only have an indicator of occupying one ring, and is not allowed to fight in other rings. In this way, small sects and even alliances have the opportunity to gain some benefits.

Because it is impossible for a large sect to occupy twenty battle spaces, the sect is not as good as the sect, and the number of monks is limited, and the small King Kong Temple is considered to be the best among them.

Ye Ting took a look, the Wuluo Peak area belonged to the category of a ring, and it had been occupied by four sects The ring belonging to Wuluo Peak, this time it was troublesome, and he didn't have twenty qualified people to challenge.

But don't worry, this ring will take three years, and it has only started for two months now. There's no point in rushing up, you still have to accept the challenge of many people.

Ye Ting was just curious, how did Senior Sister get so many people and occupy the entire ring.

Even if it is a monk in this ring, he may not be able to sit firmly.

Ye Ting was puzzled here, on the side of Floating Cloud City, in the area of the Longgong Mountain ring, a bloody battle was underway. On twenty huge floating platforms, forty monks fought each other. If Ye Ting was here, he would see many familiar faces.

On the side of the Dragon Slayer Alliance, there are actually many monks from Dragon Control City.

In one of the rings, Tu Su held a pure golden long stick, turning into hundreds of stick shadows, blocking the monk opposite, the monk opened his mouth and shouted something, as if he wanted to admit defeat, but the sound could not be transmitted at all, and the formation of the ring could not be sensed.

Tu Su's face was cold, without any mercy, and he insisted on killing the other party in the ring. (To be continued......) R1292