Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 138: Find the difference

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But the Netherworld Sect is different. As the leading ghost repair school in the North, the Netherworld Sect takes the path of raising corpses and refining ghosts. Once you get to a place like the death bell world, it is like a fish in the water, a variety of corpse-raising places. The manpower invested in various soul-calling places far exceeds that of the other sects.

Raising a corpse and refining ghosts are all kung fu, just to raise an iron corpse, it will take several years and decades, every day to pour the yin qi into a moonflower bath, and feed all kinds of blood in the middle, which is trivial and trivial. It's a long time. If you really want to let the disciples of Yang Yuan and even Ming Hun watch and guard, then these few years and decades will be wasted here.

Furthermore, the Netherworld Sect’s corpse raising and refining ghost places in the Death Bell Realm are countless. You can find hundreds of them within a thousand miles of Wanghai City, and the Netherworld Sect has not failed to send so many people. Come...

So there was a vigil disciple.

The disciples of the night watch are also disciples of the Netherworld Sect, but most of them are in the foundation realm. These people have built the foundation in the Luofu world, but because of this or other reasons, the foundation is not complete enough, and there is no hope of a higher realm. For the Netherworld Sect, the future of these disciples is not great anymore. Instead of just raising them in the sect, it is better to send them to the Death Bell Realm to do the rough work of raising corpses and refining ghosts...

Anyway, most places where corpses and ghosts are raised are full of Yin Qi, which is suitable for the cultivation of Netherworld Sect disciples. I can't say that I will be the next true disciple...

Of course, if there is no such opportunity...

Then keep the night watch.

Maybe dozens or hundreds of years later, I can still contribute a good corpse refining material to the Netherworld Sect...

In short, the disciples of the night watch in the land of raising corpses and refining ghosts are basically abandoned, and even many disciples of the Netherworld Sect will not regard them as the same.

Jiang Li hit the vigil disciple's idea.

"Isn't the disciple of the night watch a disciple of the Netherworld Sect?" Jiang Li went all the way to the swamp, still muttering: "The fate of the soul is one tribulation and two tribulations, I can't find the true inner sect. Can't you blame me?"

Half an hour later, Jiang Li found the place where the corpse was raised.

At first glance, the dense woods are full of tombs, one after another, like mass graves. The miasma is permeated, the shadows of the trees are heavy, and there are occasional wailings and weepings. The place looks gloomy and terrifying...

Jiang Li knows that lying in these tombs are the zombies raised by the Netherworld Sect...

Not far from the tomb, there is a lonely small courtyard. Two red lanterns hang outside the small courtyard, which looks like a dangling ghost fire...

"Unlucky for you!"

Jiang Li swaggered to the door and knocked on the door.

Not long after, a young monk dressed in black opened the door. He looked like he was in his twenties, but he looked good, just a little thinner.

Originally, when the young monk opened the door, his face was impatient.

But when I saw Jiang Li, he was obviously taken aback.

Jiang Li doesn’t care if you’re shocked, he ran to this ghost place in the middle of the night, but he didn’t come to see you in a daze. He was busy, and went back to sleep as soon as possible. Jiang Li took a deep breath and just He was about to greet each other's eighteenth-generation ancestors according to the arrangement of the uncle Lin.

"You..."

As a result, Jiang Li just uttered the word "you", but was suddenly held back by the young monk.

"You are Brother Jiang, great, great, I didn’t expect to see Brother Jiang here, hurry up, Brother Jiang, please come in, I’ll go and pour tea for Brother Jiang ..."

"Huh?" Jiang Li petrified in an instant, his eyes blinked. What does this mean?

"Brother Jiang, don't you remember?" The young monk saw Jiang Li's appearance and quickly explained: "My name is Xu Ning, a disciple of the Netherworld Sect. We met last month when Senior Brother Jiang was selling one in Beicheng. The sword, the thirteen prohibited instruments, originally required two hundred spirit stones. At that time, Brother Jiang saw that my cultivation was not enough, so he only took me one hundred spirit stones."

"Damn!" Jiang Li suddenly remembered.

Damn, I stole a sword from the Swordsmithing Workshop last month and sold it, but after selling it for a long time, I met all the poor ghosts. I finally waited for a kid in the realm of Qi to buy it, but he only had a hundred. Lingshi, he was also a guilty conscience at the time, for fear that his master would catch up and interrupt his leg, so he gritted his teeth, and Bai Lingshi sold the sword to the kid in the realm of nourishing Qi.

Unexpectedly, this kid is actually the night watch disciple of the Netherworld Sect!

Why is it so coincidental?

Jiang Li's whole person is a bit bad...

"Brother Jiang, it's windy outside, come and sit inside..." The other party was extremely enthusiastic, pulled Jiang Li into the courtyard, and made tea with hot water.

Jiang Li stood there in a daze, watching the young cultivator rushing around, he almost wanted to die, shit, did you take the wrong script? I'm here to find the difference, okay, you What are you doing with such enthusiasm, aren't you a disciple of the Netherworld Sect, one of the ten major sects in the Northern Territory, where did the arrogance of your famous disciple go?

How can I find fault when you make it so happy?

No, I have to turn my face.

"Yes, there is..."

"Brother Jiang, drink tea, drink tea..." After Xu Ning made the tea, seeing Jiang Li's face uncertain, he couldn't help but asked a little curiously: "What's there?"

"Nothing..." After taking a sip of tea, Jiang Li put the teacup back on the table, but after thinking about it, he picked up the teacup and fell heavily to the ground.

As soon as I heard a "pop", the teacup fell to pieces.

Without waiting for Xu Ning to come back to his senses, Jiang Li stood up angrily: "Did you look down on me and give me such bad tea!"

"Huh?" Xu Ning was immediately stunned, looking at a loss: "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, listen to me..."

"Okay, you don't need to say!" Jiang Li silently praised his acting skills, and drew his sword out with a "choking".

Just as he was about to do his hands, a person walked in from outside the courtyard.

"Do you know that this is the place where the corpses of the Netherworld Sect is raised..."

"What I'm looking for is the trouble of the Netherworld Sect!" Jiang Li let out a cold snort without looking back, but after the cold snort, he felt that something was wrong, and then quietly looked back.

After that, Jiang Li was stunned...

The monk who walked into the courtyard was equally young and almost in his twenties. The eyebrows and eyes were five points similar to Xu Ning. He was wearing a black robe and a golden ghost head pattern on the cuffs. Jiang Li Suddenly inhaled a cold breath, a circle of golden ghost head lines, this **** sign of the inner disciple of the Netherworld Sect!