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The carriage was gorgeous and smooth.

The night was dark, Ye Ting closed the window, Na Jiachen was driving outside, and he was the only one left in the carriage.

He was still in a trance, he had become a disciple of Dragon Control City, and he was also a disciple of the city lord Yu Wenxuan! I don't know what happened to them in Wolf Creek.

I was injured, and I don't know how long I've been asleep, so I should have asked my master just now.

Without thinking about him for a moment, Ye Ting simply opened the book and began to read the Qi Refining Chapter of the Ten Directions Purgatory Dao. The matter of Wolf Creek and the others, you can go back and inquire about it, and you have to seize the time to practice.

In the wasteland, those superficial forging methods, everyone practiced day and night, and now with the supreme secret method, it would be a crime to waste any more time.

In this world, there are four languages.

Sermons, demons, Sanskrit, demons. Among them, Sanskrit is the most bizarre, and the other three scripts have similarities. Popular among mortals is the demon script. It sounds weird, but it's actually normal.

In ancient times, it was originally the demon clan that ruled the earth and the sky.

The demon text is simple, the Taoist text is complicated, and the demon text is difficult. But the pronunciation of the three is close, and above the Northern Wilderness, the popular one is the magic script. The Northern Wilderness Demon Script should have been taught in Dragon Control City, and almost every village has a Demon Script inheritance.

In this way, it can be ensured that after recruiting disciples in Dragon Control City, the disciples from the Northern Wilderness do not have to spend several years learning words.

Ye Ting went to see the Qi Refining Chapter, and regardless of whether he could understand it or not, he memorized the mantra first.

The Qi Refining Chapter of the Ten Directions Purgatory Dao was written by Yu Wenxuan himself. In addition to the mantras for cultivation, there are also various annotations, which are explained in simple terms, and Ye Ting feels that it is simpler than the messy things he practiced in the Northern Wilderness.

The master didn't let him practice in a hurry, and Ye Ting didn't force it, he just memorized the content of the Qi Refining Chapter thoroughly, compared it repeatedly, and when he was sure that he would never forget it again, the carriage stopped.

"Childe, we're home. Jia Chen opened the car door, and Ye Ting jumped off without waiting for her to help.

Ye Ting saw that the courtyard in front of him was not the one he left when he left, so he asked Jia Chen, and Jia Chen said, "Childe, this is still the city lord's other courtyard, you don't have to live with other disciples." ”

"Why is that?"

Jia Chen spread out his hands: "I'm just a puppet, I will do whatever the city lord arranges." ”

Ye Ting entered the courtyard, Jia Chen led him through the hall, the residence behind was a wooden building, and there was a garden behind, in the night, only the insects were heard intermittently, and the shadows of the flowers were swaying.

"You don't have to sleep, do you?" Ye Ting asked Na Jiachen.

"Well, I'll go get food for my son. ”

Ye Ting originally wanted to say that he didn't have to, but he was really hungry, so he simply followed Jia Chen to the kitchen.

"You tell me about Dragon City, okay?" The kitchen was very clean, Ye Ting watched Na Jiachen pack up firewood, fetch water, and do chores in an orderly manner, he was also idle, so he chatted with this puppet.

"What do you want to hear?" asked Jia Chen.

"I ...... If you want to listen to the pattern of Dragon City, what kind of people are there. ”

Jia Chen didn't need to think about it, and said, "Speaking of people, there is a baby realm in Dragon Control City, and that is the city lord." Of the twenty-seven Monk Jiedan, nine were stationed outside, and eighteen were in Dragon Riding City. There are about 300 foundation building monks, and most of them are stationed outside or doing the tasks of the sect. There are more than 3,000 disciples in the condensation stage, and as for those in the qi refining stage, there are too many of them, and they always fluctuate around 50,000. ”

"I'm a disciple of the house, what kind of status is this?"

"The disciple who entered the room is a description that means that you can live with the master and enter the house without shying away from it. In the rules of the sect of Dragon Control City, you are only a true disciple to the outside world. The true disciple means that he is a person who can learn the authentic Taoism of Dragon City, and there will be a separate master to teach him. Below the true disciples are the inner disciples. There is no separate teacher for the inner disciples, and there is a special lecture hall in Dragon City, where everyone can study together. ”

"Then there is an outer door?" Ye Ting asked.

"Well, the outer disciples don't live in the Dragon Control City, the Dragon Control City controls the north, and there are many mortal cities below, which need to be taken care of by the outer disciples. Servants do the trivial work of men. Where there is a shortage of manpower, there will be some monk families to help manage it. ”

This Ye Ting knew that the monk family sounded very powerful, but in fact, among these families, it would be good for a few generations to be able to build a foundation. Tong guò helps the sect above to manage the place and gain power over mortals.

These families will also recruit loose cultivators, fighting openly and secretly with each other, and in the eyes of the sect, they are all children's tricks.

It's not that there are no powerful families, but what's the use of you occasionally having a knot? This kind of knot, the longevity is only eight hundred, and compared with the knots of large sects, it can be angry to death compared to the lifespan.

A monk who has no inheritance can be killed by the sect at any time, and he can't turn the sky.

"Dragon City is divided into nine divisions, each of which has a Jiedan monk in charge. Of the twenty-seven Jiedan monks, there are always nine who can practice with peace of mind. ”

"What are the nine divisions?"

Jia Chen began to dig wells to wash vegetables, and while working, he said to Ye Ting: "Most of the sects are similar, the refining department is responsible for refining weapons for the sect, the alchemy department is for the sect alchemy, the world intelligence department is responsible for collecting information, and the divine army department is responsible for the battle. The Tianlu Department is responsible for assessment and criminal law, the Tianfu Department is responsible for resource collection and allocation, the Tianyin Department is responsible for preaching and teaching, and at the same time manages the inner disciples, and the three companions who crossed the river with you are now the inner disciples, under the jurisdiction of the Tianyin Ministry. ”

"Yes. Ye Ting replied lightly, and there didn't seem to be any fluctuation in his feelings.

"The Tianheng Department is responsible for communicating with other sects. That's all. ”

"What about the other one?" Ye Ting felt that it was not right, there were only eight parts.

"Heavenly Machine Department, I don't have permission, you can ask the city lord yourself. Jia Chen had already finished the meal, took down the stove, and began to cook the vegetables for Ye Ting.

Ye Ting was in a slightly better mood, Wolf Creek and the others joined Dragon Control City by Shun, and they were disciples of the inner gate, and they were not assigned to the outer gate, which showed that the qualifications were still good. In this way, I can rest assured.

In less than half an hour, Jia Chen was already busy with his work, four green vegetables, no meat, but the smell was unusually sweet, and the smell of vitality flowed.

"Childe, you eat first, and I'll prepare hot water for you to bathe. ”

Ye Ting lowered his head to eat, and when Jia Chen went, Ye Ting felt a little lonely. In the village, there have always been many people traveling together, and it is rare to be alone. Wild beasts often attack villages, and being alone means being prone to death.

After eating, Jia Chen came back and took Ye Ting to take a bath in the room downstairs, the water in the barrel was slightly hot, and when Ye Ting stripped naked and jumped in, he found that the scars on his body had disappeared.

"Childe, I'll go and prepare something for you. Jia Chen didn't serve Ye Ting either, and went busily by himself. I came back after about half an hour, asked Ye Ting to take a bath, and changed into new clothes. The original set was folded and put away for Ye Ting.

Jia Chen helped Ye Ting get dressed, and explained to Ye Ting while serving: "You are a disciple in the room, this is Huohuan Yi, issued by the sect, one set a year, if it is broken, you can figure it out yourself." This is the identity token that, you see, can be inlaid on the belt. In many places, you can only enter and exit with this token, which is your identity. ”

With a click, the token in the shape of a small shield was embedded in the belt, and it was very round to the touch, like the horns of some demon beast, and the pattern was dim, Ye Ting felt that this thing was a little different.

"This is a good thing, a space magic weapon, only a disciple in the room. Those who are true disciples are at the level of rune treasures. ”

Ye Ting didn't know the difference, and Jia Chen didn't explain, she continued: "The space in this token is very large, three zhang square circle, Fang is also a great thing in other continents, you are the city lord himself refined, and there is only half a square circle of space in other true disciple tokens." But you haven't condensed yet, your divine sense is insufficient, your true qi is insufficient, and you can't open it, and now it's just a status symbol. ”

"This is a storage bag, you can open it with a little real qi, the space inside is quite small, let's make do with it first. This was originally the standard talisman for outer disciples. ”

Ye Ting saw that Jia Chen had dressed himself well, and he was as formal as if he was going out, and he asked Jia Chen, "Do the monks all dress up and go to bed before they sleep?"

"Of course not. I'm telling you how to wear these things, and I won't care about it tomorrow morning. After Jia Chen finished speaking, he undressed Ye Ting again.

Ye Ting smiled bitterly, it turned out that Jia Chen was just helping himself temporarily, and in just two hours, he was too lazy to do it, and it was not a good thing to go on like this.

"Childe, go to bed first, and tomorrow morning, I will send you to the death court." You read there, and I'll pick up the things that the sect distributes every month for you. ”

Jia Chen helped Ye Ting to the bed, let him lie down, and then tucked the corners of the quilt.

"Jiachen?"

Seeing that Jia Chen was leaving, Ye Ting opened his mouth and shouted.

"Childe, is there anything else?" Jia Chen turned around, the smile on his face almost never changed.

"Nothing, you go. Ye Ting felt a little lost in his heart, he wanted Jia Chen to stay here to accompany him, even if it was a puppet. He didn't like such loneliness. He was the only one in the triple courtyard before and after the entire residence.

Is it the same on the path of cultivation?

Ye Ting couldn't sleep, so he silently recited the Qi Refining Chapter of the Ten Directions Hell Dao, reciting it hundreds of times before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the dream, Ye Ting saw his father's dying face, painful and desperate.

"Ye Ting, you have to live. Father gasped, completely ignoring the huge wound on his chest, and clutched Ye Ting's little hand tightly.

That feeling came back, Ye Ting at that time didn't know what sadness was, and he didn't understand the meaning of death.

"Yes, Dad. ”

"If you want to go to Dragon City, even if you pay a price......

"Yes, Dad. Ye Ting held his father's hand and replied calmly.

The dream was ripped out for a long time, and Ye Ting became a bystander, watching this qiē go over and over again. He suddenly cried bitterly, I survived, I arrived at Dragon City. But what about you?

The belated pain was even deeper, Ye Ting didn't wake up, and he refused to wake up. When I woke up, I couldn't see my father's face again. Why did I be so indifferent before!(The novel "Demon Gate Authenticity" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign at the top right to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)