Before the name of the True Ming Sect, Ye An had also heard Qian Yuehua say that it was an out-and-out great sect in the New Domain, this sect was obviously different from other sects, they never beckoned disciples from mortals or the cultivation realm, but those inner sect Daoji disciples of the sect were responsible for personally selecting disciples.

However, the person who is selected can only be an ordinary outer disciple, and if he can successfully build a Dao foundation at the age of sixty, he can absorb these outer disciples as inner disciples. They all have a unified sect mission, that is, every five years, they must bring back some monks with reasonable qualifications to join the sect.

And monks over the age of sixty who build a Dao foundation will generally be judged by the sect as hopeless monks with Ning Dan, and will be sent to various places to serve as the sect's foreign affairs elders to manage the sect's industry, which can be described as a fat shortage.

As for the Daoji disciples, if they go up, Ning Dan's identity will change again after that, and he will be promoted to the core disciple of the sect, and the treatment will naturally be different.

Ye An sighed with some emotion in his heart, such a strong strength is worthy of being a great sect in the New Domain, and the cultivation of the disciples is so high, I am afraid that there is no shortage of infant cultivators among the elders.

It didn't take long, the True Ming Sect was in sight, the general sects had a mountain protection array, Ye An didn't dare to go with the sword anymore, and when there were still hundreds of miles away from the True Ming Sect, he put away the spirit sword, and his body fell.

It didn't take long for thousands of people to gather in a clearing, and an old man from Daoji stood at the front of the crowd, distributing something in an orderly manner.

As soon as he approached, the old man of Daoji saw him, sighed lightly, and asked, "Who are you the disciple who brought it, why didn't you wear the sect introduction talisman?"

Ye An's eyes flashed, and he secretly guessed in his heart that the so-called Sect Quotation Talisman should be a token given by the inner disciples of the True Ming Sect to the outer disciples who were about to enter the sect......

He said respectfully: "The disciple looks up to the statement of the True Ming Sect and wants to worship the sect. ”

The old man Daoji was obviously not surprised by this situation, and said lightly: "If it is not recommended by the disciples of the inner sect, this sect will not recruit any disciples, and you will leave quickly from here." ”

Ye An didn't talk nonsense, and immediately handed over the prepared Dao weapon, the distress on his face was not pretended, and said: "This thing is obtained by the disciple in exchange for all his family wealth, and he also asked the seniors to be accommodating." ”

The old man of Daoji seemed to have a smile on his face, and he didn't see any movement, the Dao weapon in Ye An's hand flew over out of thin air, and he didn't even look at it, he just took it in his hand and pretended to say: "Even if you have a heart, the old man still has a quota under his name, so I will simply give it to you, but my True Ming Sect has never recruited weak people, how is your cultivation?"

Ye Anxin sneered, how can his cultivation be seen through by a casual Dao Ji, and the old man of Dao Ji asked like this, it was nothing more than to tell the people behind them through the mouths of the monks present, while relying on the trouble.

He said cautiously, "The disciple just sensed the sixth layer last month. ”

The old man Daoji sighed, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Okay, I think that your cultivation is indeed acceptable, I will make an exception today, you stand aside, follow the old man with them later, remember carefully, don't walk around, otherwise you will touch the mountain protection formation and be killed on the spot, no wonder the old man!"

When Ye An heard this, his face showed fear, he gave a salute and stood quietly aside.

After a while, Ye An followed the crowd closely, and he wanted to memorize the route firmly in his heart, and he was familiar with it by heart, and suddenly he felt several malicious eyes staring at him, and when he turned around, he saw hundreds of cultivators looking at him, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

Ye Anxin smiled bitterly, if he hadn't entered the True Ming Sect, he wouldn't have taken out the Dao weapon, and now he was coveted by these monks.

After about a stick of incense, the old man stopped at a valley, where dense houses were located, and countless monks were meditating in place.

The old man looked at the distance and said with a sinister smile: "There are small spirit gathering arrays in the houses here that have been laid out by the core disciples of my sect themselves, and there are cultivators in them at the moment. However, the inner sect monks of my True Ming Sect who exceed 10,000 every year bring a group of new disciples every three years, and the house is also quite tight. If you fancy any house, go and grab it. ”

The old man paused for a moment and said gloomily: "Life or death doesn't matter!"

A chill felt in everyone's hearts and dispersed.

When Ye An was about to leave, he was stopped by the old man Daoji: "Wait a minute!"

Ye An turned around and said suspiciously, "I don't know what happened to Uncle Shi calling the disciple?"

The old man said gloomily: "There is an endless stream of robbing and killing among the monks of the outer gate, the old man thinks about your Taoist weapon, I hope you will hand over the storage bag to the old man to check it, if there are valuables, the old man can keep them on his behalf, and when you have the power to protect yourself, you can ask the old man to take it back." ”

Ye An's face changed, giving people a feeling of wanting to be angry but not daring to be angry, but he still obediently opened the storage bag on his waist and handed it over.

The old man of Daoji was secretly happy in his heart, and took the storage bag in his hand, but he was extremely disappointed when his divine sense swept it away.

He said coldly: "Why don't you even have a single spiritual weapon in your storage bag, and there are only hundreds of spirit stones?"

Ye An's face turned bitter, and he said: "The disciple has really exhausted his family wealth for that Dao weapon, and even in the past few days, he has been worried about the matter of Bigu Dan."

The old man of Daoji listened to Ye An's chatter and complained, and a nameless fire arose in his heart for no reason, and he threw the storage bag to Ye An again, his eyes flickered a few times, and he took out a bottle of Bigu Dan from his arms and threw it to Ye An inexplicably, snorted heavily and turned away.

Ye An quietly watched the old man of Daoji go away in the same place, looking at this bottle of Bigu Dan, his eyes flashed, and he secretly said that he was lucky.

When he came, he had a plan, and he specially prepared a storage bag, threw some spirit stones into it and hung them on his waist, just in case.

Sure enough, the truth that wealth is not revealed is the truth whether it is in the mortal world or the cultivation realm, which successfully fooled the old man of Daoji. However, looking at his actions in this bottle of Bigu Dan, he must have really read it for the sake of the Dao vessel.

After putting everything away, Ye An also walked quickly into the valley.

After several inspections by the spiritual sense, there were indeed monks in the houses, and then looking at the monks meditating outside, there were also many beings who perceived the sixth floor, and it was obvious that the houses were not good for each other.

And all the monks who had just started, many of them were arrogant, and they all rushed into the house, but they were all killed and thrown out without exception.

Although the concentration of aura outside is good, it is the same as the courtyard of the Biyu Small Sect back then, but since he has come here, he is really unwilling not to pick a good place.

Without giving up, Ye An searched deeper again, but found a strange house, in which no one cultivated, but there were also many monks scattered around to meditate, and no one entered.

Ye An frowned slightly, walked to the house, pushed the door and walked in.