Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 1689: Hospitality
When we arrived at Baihuan Sect, there were only a few gatekeepers in front of the huge mountain gate.
After entering the mountain gate, there are many pavilions and pavilions surrounded by mountains and rivers, but few people are seen.
Zhang Tianliu could see, however, that there were disciples practicing in every building. It seemed that the cultivation here was extremely strict, and there was no happy atmosphere like Mirror Yaochi. It was just called Baihuan.
In fact, Baihuan was originally like this, a strictly forbidden sect. After being infiltrated by Hehemen, there was no difference on the surface. It can be seen that they were sent to prevent the Yueshang Palace from sending people to inspect.
Zhang Tianliu and his party arrived at Mingtang, and were arranged to live temporarily in Pianshanxingyuan as guest ministers from the outer sect.
It will take several years to get the life card tokens, and then the Baihuan Sect will officially arrange them.
This period can be regarded as an observation period!
Generally speaking, during the observation period, they are allowed to start classes, and they can arrange the time of their sermons every day. If they speak more and speak well, the Baihuan Sect will also reward them. Those who are very outstanding, even If you can get the life card token in advance and do nothing, Baihuan Sect will not chase people away, but they will not give you a copper plate, let alone a token.
Because the minimum requirement to obtain a token is to have one hundred disciples.
This is not difficult for Zhang Tianliu at all. After all, he is also a top lecturer at the middle and low levels, but after he came, he stayed behind closed doors, while Yan Mo was sleeping soundly, and the eight village leaders did not dare Excuse me, each of us will find a way to integrate into the Baihuan Sect.
They serve Yan Wuzuo, but they also have their own lives!
No one can walk their path for them. If they want to gain a foothold in Bahai, they must first gain a foothold in the Baihuan Sect.
Unfortunately, they suffered severe rejection!
"Hey, wait a minute, there will be new disciples in the outer sect in the future, and we will teach them with all our resources. I still don’t believe that no one will support them."
"Zhai Master Xu is overthinking. How can new disciples be taught by us? They must first accept the teachings of the Baihuan Sect. After they have recognized the sect, they must practice the sect's skills until they achieve some success before they can be free. Xundao, it’s difficult to change their view of us at this time!”
After hearing this, several people sighed secretly.
A middle-aged man smiled casually and said: "I don't think I'm in a hurry. Besides, I found this place quite interesting. Have you seen the weapon refining pavilion at the outer gate? There are a lot of good things. The weapon refining techniques are quite good." Waihai is much better, and many young people from Xiaojing are almost catching up with me in craftsmanship. What can I teach you? I don’t have much talent from others, so let’s learn first.”
Purple mulberry leaves are flying in the mountains.
The comfortable and peaceful Baihuan Sect is like a holy place of asceticism.
In the past, disciples would leave in a hurry and return in a hurry, with little communication.
Even in class, all the disciples were silent and listened quietly. After a few days of observation, there was no question and answer period, as if everyone understood it after the master finished speaking.
It was another day of exchange meeting. Leader Xu came to the terrace of the courtyard, sat on the futon and said, "Do you feel it?"
Hearing this, the only female village leader surnamed Jin in this trip asked while making tea: "I haven't even left the camp, how can I feel about it?"
She couldn't stand the cold atmosphere of Baihuan Sect, but she had nowhere to go and could only stay bored in the courtyard.
Zhao Zhu explained: "The people here are so precious with their words that they are a bit different from what we met at the dock."
"Those people at the dock are the inner disciples, right?" said the leader of the village, angrily.
"Of course I know, but the gap between the inner and outer sects can't be so big." Village leader Xu still couldn't figure it out.
"There's nothing surprising. This is the Baihuan Sect, not the Baihuan Sect." Another fat village leader came over and said with a smile.
"Who doesn't know that the real Baihuan Sect is on Baihuan Island, but here it is..."
The Fat Village Master slapped Master Xu **** the shoulder, interrupted him and said, "It's normal for monks to have a cold temperament. We, in this world of cultivation, are the other way around!"
"What Fat Brother said is absolutely true." Another person arrived and sat on the other side of Village Master Xu: "If you have this time, think about how to deceive the first disciple, hahaha..."
Amidst the laughter, eight people arrived one after another. Everyone drank tea brewed by the master of Jinzhai, talking and laughing, breaking the tranquility of the place, and a period of time was wasted.
I don’t know when this day will end.
The village owners are all helpless. They can only be patient and sell their courses like salesmen, but so far they cannot recruit anyone.
Everyone was not discouraged. They returned without success during the day and held candles in the middle of the night to chat and drink tea and wine.
To the north of the courtyard is the Yingyang Peak of Baihuan Branch. There is a cave on the peak. A young man in the cave frowned and said inadvertently: "These savages from the outer sea are really noisy."
There was an old man in the cave. Hearing this, he laughed and said: "They are used to wild things, so naturally it is difficult to restrain them. It's okay. After a while, they will become quiet."
It seems that the old man's words have been gradually verified. A month has passed and everyone's voices have become less and less.
Three months have passed, and the eight people have lost two.
Half a year has passed, and there are only three people, Jin, Xu and Fatty Village Master, but there is no communication between the three of them. They are all drinking tea, as if they have their own thoughts, but in fact their heads are empty and they think of nothing. They are just like the daze before the demon. .
The reason why people change is because the environment is changing.
In the environment here, from the initial discomfort, to the later compromise, and now the integration, they have become like those disciples who cherish words like gold, without communication, each going their own way.
A whole year passed like this.
Even the owner of Jinzhai is no longer on the terrace.
No one came to drink tea, and she was bored by herself. She meditated in her room all day long and still had no disciples.
The rest of the village leaders include those who work hard and those who follow luck, but none of them have disciples.
I am used to it being crowded every time a class starts.
Whether it is targeted or restricted, no matter how much you complain, as time goes by, it will only become numb.
On the 512th day after arriving here, Zhang Tianliu finally walked out of the room, stretched out, and said casually: "I wonder if the token is ready?"
No one responded.
Zhang Tianliu said displeasedly: "It will be boring if we continue playing."
Still no one responded.
Zhang Tianliu smiled, walked to the balcony of the courtyard, glanced at the futons where the village owners used to sit, and suddenly kicked one of the futons away. Suddenly, a sound broke through the air, as if a magic circle had been destroyed by Zhang Tianliu. , and the rest of the futons exploded into rags on the ground.
"How dare you destroy my magic circle!" Someone finally appeared, it was the young man who came down from Yingyang Peak.
"Is the token ready?" Zhang Tianliu asked again.
The young man said gloomily: "You don't have a single disciple, so you are not qualified to be our official outer sect guest minister."
Zhang Tianliu smiled and asked: "If you create a heart-grinding array here, people will become idiots. Who should I teach?"
"You... are talking nonsense!" The young man snorted coldly.
Although the Heart Grinding Formation is not an evil magic formation, depending on the right person, it is generally used to improve the state of mind of those who are weak-willed. However, if used improperly, it can drive people crazy.
After the youth set it up, the effect of the array did not change at all according to the changes in the mood of the village leaders. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com This will cause the eight village leaders to become insensitive and seriously affect their lives!
There is no doubt that this is harming people, and of course it is impossible for the young man to admit it.
The magic circle that Zhang Tianliu destroyed just now was used for eavesdropping, not the heart-grinding array. He thought to himself that Zhang Tianliu could not find the heart-grinding array at all.
Zhang Tianliu said: "We are indeed not good birds, but you are not much better. Let's stop here. If I take action, you won't even have a chance to call me daddy."
"I'm sick." The young man turned around and wanted to leave.
Zhang Tianliu disappeared from the terrace one step ahead, and then left a string of lotus flowers in the void. Finally, he appeared at the top of Yingyang Peak. He pointed only at the sky and pointed at the sword light. A beam of light shot straight to the zenith, followed by a layer of ripples. It ripples three hundred feet high in the air, like ripples on water, slowly descending, gradually covering the entire valley.
The young man’s complexion finally changed!
Zhang Tianliu is not building a barrier to seal this place, but he is going to destroy the barrier he has set up!
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