Recruiting people

Author: walking in the dark

Recruiting people

The hall was dark, with a few candles flickering.

Mo Yun was sitting in the center. He looked at the people in the audience and couldn't help but sigh: "Now Zixiao is prosperous, Tianyi Sect has many secrets, Bingqing Palace is isolated from the outside world, only our Luoxia Sect is declining day by day, and this time it is even more... It’s a big loss.”

Sun Chuan was sitting at the bottom of the audience. Hearing Mo Yun's words, he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.

Shen Nian originally asked for a letter of recommendation from He Qing, but he turned a deaf ear to it.

After some time ago, He Qing not only defeated the candidate True Tradition of Shijiandong, but also defeated the Foundation Building True Tradition of Xianyue Cave.

Such a record is enough to put him on the stage.

If those previous things were known to Mo Yun, he might be charged with neglect of duty.

He glanced at Shen Nian, wondering if he had told anyone else about this.

Mo Yun had no idea what Sun Chuan was thinking in the audience, so he just continued talking.

"We can't continue like this. Our Luoxia Sect has many resources, and the elixirs are the best among the seven major sects. Unfortunately, bad luck has prevented young talents from appearing, so the next thing must be done.

After being ordered by the leader, I will visit all the small sects in Qingzhou. They can become affiliated with the Luoxia Sect. If a young talent joins the Luoxia Sect, I will give them three foundation-building pills.

Casual cultivators can also recommend disciples to become disciples, and if they become disciples, they will also be given a foundation-building pill."

Everyone in the audience was a little stunned after hearing this.

Yan Hongyu even said: "Those people come from other families since childhood, and they may not be able to guarantee their sincerity."

"It doesn't matter, you have to take some risks."

Things are constantly changing.

After He Qing separated from the Zixiao Sect, he changed his body shape and came to Xianxia City.

A bright moon hung in the bleak night sky, the mountain breeze blew, and a few fallen leaves swayed in the wind.

The mountains are rolling up and down, showing a terrifying huge black shadow under the night sky, like an ancient giant beast crawling on the ground.

Xianxia City was silent, and He Qing could feel a sense of desolation, and the entire city was filled with the smell of blood.

There are far fewer casual cultivators among them.

Even if the Luoxia Sect has won back some Fangshi, no one can guarantee that the monks in the Fongshi will be fine if they go back.

It is very likely that the Fire Demon Sect will kill the monks among them before leaving.

They are evil sects and have many related methods.

He Qing first used audio-visual techniques to conduct reconnaissance.

He stood there, quietly closing his eyes.

Then, a slightly hazy world appeared in his mind, and his spiritual consciousness spread out slightly.

Xianxia City is not big, and He Qing only searches for the foundation building aura.

Now for him, no matter how many Qi refining periods he has, it won't be a problem.

In the face of absolutely sharp power, ants will not pose an obstacle, unless they are ants all over the mountains and plains.

"Sure enough, there is only one." He Qing confirmed.

It seems that there is no problem with Shen Nian's news.

He Qing's body turned into a bolt of lightning and escaped into it, arriving on the familiar yet unfamiliar streets.

He looked to both sides and saw that many houses were empty and lifeless.

Suddenly, He Qing saw the house where he used to live.

He walked along, and there were still some things inside that seemed familiar, leaving his own mark.

He Qing suddenly felt a sense of nostalgia in his heart.

Sometimes he even thinks about how great it would be if life could stay at that time forever.

Staying in those simple but happy days, he can be happy because he picks up more garbage every day, and he can be happy because he can see Zhou Yujiao's beautiful body every day.

I can even recall the casual cultivators who came and went in the past, and the teasing laughter of the shrewd female cultivators.

But people must keep moving forward.

The past will eventually dissipate in the wind and can only remain in memories.

He Qing left the house, his heart still seemed to be blocked by a brick.

Looking at the bright moon, He Qing let out a long breath.

The sound of rushing water kept coming.

He Qing headed towards the center of Xianxia City, where the lights were still bright.

He Qing hid his own aura and moved quickly and silently in the night, like a ghost.

The sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music continued to come from it, men's wild laughter, and women's chuckles.

"Sir, can't we do it here?"

"Where can't it work?"

He Qing could see the chaos through the cracks in the window.

Several men were raising and lowering their hands to several female nuns. On the side, there were women playing the guqin, and female nuns wearing revealing clothes were dancing gracefully.

Around the room, there are also several colorful tigers lying.

"Ah!" A woman's sharp voice sounded.

A big man had already torn off a female cultivator's clothes, revealing her snow-white skin.

Whoosh!

The gauze curtains in the house were floating, making it warm and pleasant. Several male cultivators stared intently at the beautiful scenery in front of them, unable to distract themselves from it at all.

At this moment, inexplicably, a stinging pain came from his body.

A male cultivator was puzzled and looked down, only to find that his waist had been cut into two parts, and the incision was extremely smooth.

He was a disciple of the Tiger Demon Sect, and all his abilities were in the tiger demon. When he looked back, he saw that several giant tigers had long since been destroyed, lying on the ground like dead corpses.

He Qing's figure appeared in the hall.

He looked at the woman in the hall and said, "I saved you and want you to serve me for ten years.

Or you may want to leave, but you just need to compensate me for the spiritual things. I don’t like doing business at a loss."

Several women were stunned when they heard this and looked at the dead bodies on the ground.

"Thank you, senior, I am willing." Someone was the first to speak.

Once the first person speaks, no one else dares to delay.

He Qing stretched out a finger, placed it on a person's smooth forehead, and used the soul planting technique, and a purple seed was planted.

This purple seed is transformed into a trace of the breath of the Vast Thunder Intent Sword Technique, using the purple liquid in the thunder pool as a carrier.

The purple liquid in this thunder pool is actually He Qing's spiritual consciousness accumulated day and night.

With the unification of all spells, the integrity has improved, many essences have changed, the usage is the same, but the essential energy is completely different.

"If you have other intentions, die!" He Qing said coldly.

"Yes, sir."

"Where were the late-stage Qi Refining monks in the city?"

When a woman heard this, she immediately said: "My lords, they should all be locked up in the dungeon, and my aunt is locked up there."

"Who is Auntie?"

"Zhang Lin."

He Qing suddenly heard a familiar name.

He looked at the woman in front of him. This woman was about to be violated just now. She looked pretty and was considered the most beautiful among the women.

At this time, her clothes were torn, revealing a lot of skin.

"May I have your name."

"Zhang Ruoyu."

"Show me the place and wait here."

"Sir, there is a foundation-building monk guarding you there." Zhang Ruoyu looked hesitant.

They don't want to be captured again just after escaping from the clutches of the devil.

They have been tortured these days. Although they don't know what the person in front of them did, it is better to follow him than to fall into the hands of the Tiger Demon Sect again.

Those demons who were not happy threw the monks to the tiger demon to eat, but Zhang Ruoyu managed to survive.

"Don't worry." He Qing said calmly without changing his eyebrows.

A mere foundation-building monk from the Tiger Demon Sect was not taken seriously by him.

He must save Zhang Lin and those people.

As long as one of the original family members is conquered, they can freely develop their power, and He Qing can save a lot of effort.

As long as He Qing's power is greater than theirs, it is impossible for them to rebel.

The soul-seeking technique is even more of a lock.

He Qing didn't like palace fights, nor did he like to engage in favors and threats at the same time.

Since your strength is high enough, you should be simple and crude and use your power to overwhelm others.
To be continued...