In addition, this booklet also recorded a lot of various material regulations, etiquette, sect introductions, etc., which opened Wang Li's eyes.

Since the founding of the Spirit Puppet Sect "Spirit Puppet", it has been 13,700 years since the founding of the Dao Ancestor "Spirit Puppet", and there are countless disciples from the Spirit Puppet Sect.

Seven thousand years before the peak of the Spirit Puppet Sect, there were more than a dozen Yuanying Realm monks in the sect, and one Avatar Realm monk was in charge, and at that time, it was known as the first major sect in Tianze, and it was extremely majestic.

However, as the so-called prosperity and decline, since then, the Spirit Puppet Sect has undergone several great changes, causing the entire Spirit Puppet Sect to slowly decline, until it shrinks into the branch of this Taiman Mountain Range.

Up to now, the strength of the Spirit Puppet Sect can only be ranked at the bottom of the top ten sects of Taiman, because the Spirit Puppet Sect currently only has one monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Realm, "Mo Changtian" Great Elder sitting in the sect, and this only Yuan Infant Realm monk is said to have twenty or thirty years of life.

However, there are currently more than twenty Jindan Realm monks in the Spirit Puppet Sect, but none of them can have any hope of advancing to the Yuan Infant Realm during this time, so if the Great Elder Mo Changtian sits down one day, the overall strength of the Spirit Puppet Sect will inevitably decline, and it is not surprising that it ranks at the bottom of the top ten sects.

The reason why this spirit puppet sect has the word spirit puppet is that in addition to the name of the founding Taoist ancestor "spirit puppet" with the word spirit puppet, it is also related to the whole set of exquisite and advanced puppet control methods passed down by the spirit puppet.

Legend has it that there are still several bodies preserved in the Spirit Puppet Sect, and the spirit puppets left behind after the spirit puppets ascended are the treasures of the Zhenzong, so the Spirit Puppet Sect is in decline to this day, and there are no other powerful sects to fight it.

And the founder of this Spirit Puppet Sect, the "Spirit Puppet", is said to be a monk from the upper realm, and his finger creation in the way of puppet control and the art of controlling puppets has reached the point of reaching the pinnacle. His own strength is also extremely powerful and terrifying, and somewhere in this world, there are still traces of his battle with people ten thousand years ago, and the spirit puppet inheritance he left for the Spirit Puppet Sect. It has also affected the immortal cultivation world of this entire side, and it really exists forever.

But this is all the story of 10,000 years ago, and now the overall strength of the Spirit Puppet Sect is declining, but it is an indisputable fact, but these have little to do with Wang Li. When the sky falls, it won't be his turn to repair the foundation he has just built to the top.

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Wang Li looked at this booklet for a moment, and the monk surnamed Leng flew with Wang Li to a huge peak not far from the mountain gate of the Spirit Puppet Sect.

This giant peak is located in the middle and front of the Spirit Puppet Sect, and Wang Li learned in that booklet that this giant peak is called 'Xuanshu Peak, which is the main hub for the Spirit Puppet Sect to deal with and issue, various sect tasks, and affairs arrangements, and almost all matters related to the operation of the Spirit Puppet Sect are handled in this peak.

At this time, from time to time, other foundation-building monks flew in and out of this Xuanshu Peak. came and went in a hurry, as if everyone had something important, and the light was fleeting.

After the monk surnamed Leng brought Wang Li to this peak, he went straight to a large hall with the Foreign Affairs Pavilion written on it, walked to a desk, and said to an old man in yellow who was in the middle of foundation building next to him: "Senior Brother Zhang, I brought this Wang Li Daoist to go through the procedures for entering the sect, this is his letter of recommendation." The monk surnamed Leng handed the letter of recommendation from Li Mu to the old man in yellow.

Seeing this, the old man in yellow took the envelope casually, opened it and looked at it. He immediately looked Wang Li up and down, and then said to Wang Li: "It turned out that Li Mu's stubborn and high-minded old guy recommended it, with that old guy's high-minded temperament, he can recommend you to come." It seems that your skills are not small, aren't you?" the old man in yellow looked at Wang Li in surprise.

After speaking, the old man in yellow took out a blank jade slip and a small lamp with a strange shape, and said to Wang Li: "Report your age, when you started practicing, what the immortal root is, and what you are good at." Where is the ancestral home, the name of the dearest".

Hearing this, Wang Li immediately replied: "Back to my predecessors, my real name is Wang Li, I am twenty-one years old this year, I started practicing at the age of ten, the wood fire wind of the fairy root, I am good at making puppets, refining weapons, and raising beasts, and my ancestral family is in Shuanglong Jianfang City, on the southwest border of the Taiman Mountains, and I have no relatives at home."

After listening to Wang Li's words, the old man in yellow immediately took a blank jade slip and recorded what Wang Li said, and then casually threw the jade slip aside, picked up the peculiar little lamp, and said to Wang Li: "Separate a trace of your divine soul, attach it to the wick of this life soul lamp, and light it."

"Yes, senior!" After speaking, Wang Li's mind froze, and with the pain like drilling his heart, he separated a trace of his divine soul from his own divine soul and attached it to the wick of the small lamp, and the wick of the small lamp immediately ignited a small cluster of blue-purple lightless and heatless flames.

This peculiar small lamp, called the soul lamp, after the monk above the foundation divides a trace of the soul and lights it on the wick, as long as the monk does not die, the soul lamp will burn forever, and it is also an important sign for the sect to judge whether the monk who went out on a mission and disappeared is still alive.

After doing this, the old man in yellow casually put aside the life soul lamp, and then took out a token engraved with the pattern of the Spirit Puppet Sect and a mustard seed bag, first engraved Wang Li's name on the back of the token, and then punched a few spirit decisions inside.

Then he handed it to Wang Li with the mustard seed bag, and said: "You have engraved your soul seal lock with this token, it is your certificate in the sect, almost everything in the sect must use it, don't lose it."

As he spoke, he pointed to the mustard seed bag again, and said, "There is a lower grade spirit sword in it, as well as a few sets of various styles of inner disciple clothing, which are printed with the identity pattern of the inner disciples of this sect, and no one cares if you wear those sets of inner disciple clothes, but the identity pattern of the inner disciple on it must be engraved on the clothes you wear on weekdays all the time, understand? Senior Brother Wang!" The old man in yellow smiled faintly at Wang Li.

"Senior brother understands, thank you Senior Brother Zhang for your explanation!" Wang Li returned the salute, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he would become the inner disciple of the Spirit Puppet Sect, and these foundation-building monks in front of him were commensurate with senior brothers, just like a dream, and today he has also become a disciple of a great sect.

"Okay, my business here is gone, Senior Brother Leng will take Senior Brother Wang to arrange the affairs of the Cave Mansion." The old man in yellow stopped and crossed his knees and closed his eyes.

When the monk surnamed Leng next to him heard this, he immediately smiled at Wang Li and said, "Senior Brother Wang, let's go and arrange the affairs of the Cave Mansion, Senior Brother Zhang's temperament is like this, Senior Brother Wang don't see outside, let's go."

After the monk surnamed Leng finished speaking, he walked towards the inside of the main hall, and Wang Li saw this and bowed his hand to the old man in yellow slightly, and then followed. (To be continued.) )