Zhang Yan was burying his head in contemplation, Huo Ran sensed a gaze as cold as a knife, looked up, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Staring at him with vicious eyes, it was actually the fourth prince of the Tang Kingdom, this person was in the Netherworld Hall of the Troubled Water Valley, and he abolished the dantian with a sword, and he didn't expect that other desolate summits would take this person in.

The four princes and Zhang Yan were separated by a team, standing in the position where a desolate peak disciple belonged, his cultivation was completely breathless and weak, his eyes were staring at Zhang Yan, his face was hideous, full of resentment.

Thinking of the vicious oath of this person in the Netherworld Temple, Zhang Yan felt a chill behind his back, frowned slightly, and turned his head as usual, ignoring the other party.

It's just that secretly, his hand has inadvertently clasped the storage bag, but after a while, his hand still stops.

The dantian was completely destroyed, forgive him for what kind of storm he started in a short time, it is not suitable to do it here, and he will pick this tumor in the future!

Zhang Yan thought about it, his hand had quietly left the storage bag, if he hadn't been able to do it now, he would have killed it with a sword.

After many years of cultivating immortals, how can Zhang Yan still not understand the sinister nature of this path, and form such hatred, the other party will definitely not die.

Now in this cruel Thousand Spirits Sect, if you don't be too careful, you can't be overturned by others, the boat capsizes in the ditch, and the most miserable end is that you will be drained and refined, and you may be wiped out, and you will never recover, then it will really be completely over.

If you don't want to become a disciple who comes to see those souls ingested on the road, you can only slowly cut off all the threats in the road ahead!

Zhang Yan's heart tightened slightly, and he thought to himself.

And at this moment, with the successive choices of many people, there are more and more people on the high platform, but the number of new disciples between the various barren peaks is very uneven.

The most conspicuous is Baiyun Peak, which is at the very end, and the number of people who joined, except for Zhang Yan and a few people, was less than a hundred, and it was very empty.

Moreover, almost all of the people who joined one after another in the Qi Refining Period were in the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and they all came in one after another after seeing Zhang Yan and others join.

However, this situation has already excited Wu Yangtian for a long time.

In previous years, there were so many new disciples, and there could be dozens of people, which was already the top of the sky.

Now that he has recruited hundreds of people and returned to Baiyun Peak, he can show off to the other senior brothers who came to him, and he can't say that the peak master and the elder will give him a reward.

Thinking like this, Wu Yangtian couldn't help but flutter, and his chubby face was already full of indelible smiles.

After about a stick of incense, the square was empty, and tens of thousands of teenagers chose to join the Thirty-six Desolate Peaks one after another.

Compared to such a large number of people, the hundreds of people who can enter Baiyun Peak, Wu Yangtian is already very satisfied.

Seeing that no one was coming, the fat little hand flipped over, and a white flying boat was sacrificed, and the flying boat had become the size of a house and floated in front of everyone.

"All the junior brothers and sisters, all come on the flying boat, let's quickly return to Baiyun Peak. Wu Yangtian's face suddenly became solemn, and he said to everyone in a deep voice.

A flying boat of more than a dozen zhang in size, carrying more than 100 people, is more than enough.

Seeing Wu Yangtian's face, everyone didn't dare to slack off on this honest senior brother, they naturally didn't forget that this place was in the Thousand Spirits Sect, not to mention the rampant beasts, the disciples in this sect were even more terrifying.

Zhang Yan followed everyone and sat cross-legged at the end of the flying boat.

Ximen Xiaochen followed behind him step by step, like a little follower.

As for the two sons of the Simon family, they also followed closely.

Zhang Yan naturally had a headache, but he couldn't tell them to stay away from him in person, so he had no choice but to let the three of them go.

The white flying boat, with more than a hundred people, swept into the air, and in less than a few breaths, it had already flown out of the Drifting Peak.

Out of the barren peak boundary, except for a small part of the area is green mountains and green waters, lush mountains and fields, the rest is either desolate mountains, remnants of mountains and water, or floods and swamps where fierce beasts are entrenched, poor mountains and bad waters.

In mid-air, the wind howled, the black clouds rolled, carrying the roar of the demon beast from afar, the ancient breath and the terrifying momentum emitted by the fierce beast, rushing towards them, making the faces of everyone on the flying boat turn pale.

The group of teenagers on the flying boat are just in the Qi refining period and have entered the path of cultivating immortals, these people are either casual cultivators who are content with one side, or genius young men who have been cultivated by their families since childhood, and they were afraid of the deterrence of that figure before, and they did not seriously look at this vast land.

At this moment, looking around the earth, feeling the land of the flood and beasts, feeling the breath of the flood and the momentum of the beasts, in addition to the shock, I can't help but staggered oppression and fear, and I am afraid.

Zhang Yan sat at the end of the flying boat, looking at the vast and ancient land, like others, his heart was shocked, compared to this boundless land, he suddenly felt incomparably small.

Legend has it that those great monks who have almost become immortals can go to the heavens and enter the earth, and wave their hands to turn over the river and the sea, and the vicissitudes of the sea.

Zhang Yan took a deep breath, fantasizing about those monks who could be replaced by magical powers, but he sighed secretly, with his own qualifications and background, he didn't know if he could get to that point in this life.

"This boat, the name of the Cloud Boat, was auctioned off by the third senior brother of our barren peak at the Northern Regions City Fair five years ago, because the senior brother was more capable of flying magic weapons, he gave me this flying boat, which is used to fly over this desolate ancient place to and from various peaks, which is the most convenient. ”

Wu Yangtian, who was standing at the forefront of the flying boat, looked back at the young men with pale faces, smiled slightly, and said: "Legend has it that this desolate ancient land was cultivated as a great monk who reached the sky in a great war in ancient times, and a sword was cut down from the wilderness. ”

"And in this land of poor mountains and bad waters, in fact, as long as you take the right route, you can't provoke those powerful demon beasts, and you generally don't have to worry about your life, and the juniors and disciples don't need to be so nervous. Wu Yangtian controlled the flying boat and said, but at this time, his words changed, and his face was solemn, "But then again, in this outer gate, the most dangerous thing is not the demon beasts of this desolate land, but the disciples of the same sect." ”

Hearing Wu Yangtian's words, the natural faces of the young people on the flying boat became more and more pale.

On their way to the Thousand Souls Sect, they had already encountered the scene of the slaughter of their fellow disciples, and it was also the most vicious soul refining spirit.

In addition, the two unconscious teenagers in the square before were ingested by the middle-aged man and destroyed their bodies, which are still in their eyes.

A group of teenagers were almost terrified, and at this moment, they were already disheartened when they thought that their future cultivation career would be spent under such a life-and-death slaughter.

"Hmph, if you want to survive, you have to know how to survive here, if you are cowardly, you will only die faster!" Wu Yangtian suddenly changed his previous honest complexion, and shouted, "Don't look at Senior Brother, I am very honest, in fact, I see it very clearly, so I treat others calmly and peacefully, and I don't fight or fight, so I have lived to this day." ”

"Thousand Spirits Sect, the essence of cultivation is to capture the soul! Seize the souls of others and provide them for your own envoys, the more souls you can envoy, the more powerful you become!"

When Wu Yangtian said this, he began to talk endlessly to a group of young people who had just entered the sect, explaining the cultivation path of the Thousand Spirits Sect.

The cultivators of the Thousand Spirits Sect, in terms of cultivation, take spirit control as the core, and choose different attribute souls according to their cultivation of different attributes of the five elements, so as to achieve the maximum fit.

As long as you can cultivate to a higher level, you can control the souls of more disciples below, and after your strength is strong, you can get rid of the fate of becoming a spirit slave and become a spirit seed of the sect elders, and your status will rise sharply.

Becoming a spirit seed means being able to control disciples or senior brothers who are weaker than their own cultivation or souls, and they will become stronger and stronger, so fighting and improving their cultivation is the only way to survive in this Thousand Spirit Sect.

The spirit seed is one of the cores of the strength of the Thousand Spirits Sect monks, and it is divided into three levels: spirit envoy, spirit servant, and spirit slave.

The spirit envoy is a kind of the highest level of other people's spirit species, in addition to the soul being held in the hand, the other can also cultivate and survive on their own, because there is a life and death contract, as long as he cultivates and the soul is stronger than the person who controls it, he can get rid of it.

The remaining spirit seeds are spirit servants and spirit slaves.

The so-called spiritual servant is to become a servant in eternal life, retaining consciousness and memory, no different from ordinary people, but the soul is still involuntarily, unless the master dies, otherwise do not want to get rid of the servant status.

The most reluctant spirit slave, it goes without saying, forever become the soul slave of others, can not be shaken off and betrayed, as long as the master is willing, at any time will be drained soul refining, the master dies, and the body and spirit will be destroyed.

However, on the other hand, if a monk with a powerful spirit slave can cultivate the soul that has erased his consciousness into spirituality and condense his extreme emotions, then the soul attack released when facing the enemy will be extremely terrifying!

For example, the Soul Confusion Dark Spirit Slave that causes other people's demons, the Confused Water Spirit Slave who creates the environment, and the Raging Fire Spirit Slave who attacks extremely violently......

Moreover, the strength of the divine soul required by the imperial envoy spirit slave is very low, and the spirit slaves released by powerful spiritual cultivators can be thousands.

Therefore, the strength of the Thousand Spirits Sect cultivators, in addition to the level of cultivation, the most important thing is the number and strength of the spirit seeds they possess.

Wu Yangtian explained this, his face was heavy, and he said coldly: "Senior brothers, don't look at the strength of other barren peaks, others are flocking to join, but after they join, what awaits them is cruel fighting and enslavement, and in another year, the senior brothers of the inner gate will come to choose the spirit seed, and those who are not qualified will be eliminated, and the most likely thing is to become the spirit slave of others permanently, and they may be destroyed at any time." “

"As for our Baiyun Peak, our strength is weak, our talents are withering, and most of the senior brothers in the inner gate will not look at it, and our peak master has always been generous and benevolent, and he can't bear to do this, so he will generally give us an extra year or two, so you should be glad for your choice. ”

Wu Yangtian talked endlessly for a long time, and also let a group of teenagers understand the cultivation system of the Thousand Spirits Sect, and for a while, fear, luck, lamentation, confusion, etc., all appeared on everyone's faces.

Zhang Yan now finally has a general understanding of the situation of the Thousand Spirits Sect of the Dao Dao, and he can't help but feel a chill rising in his heart, and he is secretly glad that he has chosen the right one, otherwise, with his cultivation, he doesn't know how long he can endure in the cruel battles of other barren peaks.

Ximen Xiaochen, who was on the side, was already bloodless, and his body was trembling faintly, looking afraid.

At this time, the flying boat controlled by Wu Yangtian crossed the countless poor mountains and bad waters, and had already come to the edge of the ancient land.

However, compared to Liuli Peak, Baiyun Peak is much shorter, and its momentum has greatly decreased.

"It's here!"

Wu Yangtian showed that innocent smile again at this moment, and shouted excitedly.

After a few breaths, the white flying boat carried everyone, and in a blink of an eye, it came to Baiyun Peak, swept over the rolling white clouds, and entered the waist of the peak.

On the mountainside of Baiyun Peak, there is a small attic, and a simple plaque is hung at the gate, and there are three big characters on the dragon, flying and phoenix dancing: Cunling Pavilion.

The flying boat fell, and Wu Yangtian's face was full of happy smiles, and he was about to lead everyone into the attic, when he unexpectedly heard a loud shout from another part of the mountain.

"Stop!"

The cold scolding fell, and I saw that from the other side of Baiyun Peak, a young man with a green tripod in his hand came over, and his speed was extremely fast, and he came to everyone in a blink of an eye.