The bright moon is bright and the starry sky is bright.

In the night, the capital city seemed like a huge beast in deep sleep. The high walls were mottled, as if they were separated from the world, and the bronze gates stood tall, seeming to hide the wealth of the world.

In the land of true dragons, the residence of the Emperor, even if you are on a barren mountain thirty miles away, you can faintly see this huge creature.

The most prosperous place in the world is in sharp contrast to the ruined temples in the mountains.

At this moment, the dilapidated temple was lit with weak candlelight, and merchants, porters, scholars, etc. gathered in the temple tonight and had a rest.

In fact, there is an inn just five miles away. However, apart from the reimbursement for the public servants, if ordinary people stay at the inn, the cost will be more than three to five times more expensive than staying in an ordinary inn.

With no other choice, these travelers could only stay in this dilapidated temple temporarily, and wait until it gets dark the next day and the city gates are wide open before they can start their journey again.

"Brother, why don't we stay at the inn? It stinks here."

In the corner, a woman with a delicate appearance but an extremely beautiful figure complained in a low voice.

Her clothes are bright. Although the style is simple, the materials used are extremely exquisite. The water light ripples look like cloud brocade. Even the ribbon tied to her legs is the "Eight Li Shijia" this year's limited edition to ward off evil spirits.

"Don't you know what we are escorting this time? If we stay at the inn, those bastards at [Prison Gate] will definitely find out... Then we won't be able to share half of the credit."

Ling Jisheng's face slightly condensed, he scolded Qi Xiaoxiao, and couldn't help but cast his eyes behind him.

A cage half as tall as a man was draped in black leather cloth, with runes written all over it. It was also tightly trapped with thick chains, and golden bells were hung at the four corners.

As early as when Ling Jisheng walked into the ruined temple with a cage on his back, everyone understood and hid far away.

Even a blind person can see that these two young men are monster hunters.

In fact, they are not only demon hunters, but also from the Xuantian Pavilion and are disciples of the Hongmen.

The eight gates of Xuantian, [Xuanling of Heaven and Earth, Hongwu Prison], each perform their own duties, and the prison gate is responsible for prisons.

In order to capture this monster, the brothers of Hongmen in the north suffered many casualties. The nature of the transfer in the capital was completely different from the transfer in the post station, and the rewards were also very different.

Out of caution, Ling Jisheng would rather live in the barren mountains than leave the inn.

"Brother, I heard that this year's recruitment is coming to an end. Those newcomers should arrive in the capital in the next few days."

At this moment, Qi Xiaoxiao changed the topic and suddenly said.

"Listen to the sound of oars by the gilded river, there are always new people replacing the old, new people laugh and old people cry, the world is like a dream, how many people can make it happen?"

Ling Jisheng couldn't help but sneer. Every three years, new people come into the Xuantian Pavilion.

When they first arrived, these proud men of heaven in the mountain gate were naturally high-spirited, but as time passed, they would know that the most indispensable thing in the true dragon's abode at the feet of the emperor was genius.

No matter how talented you are, if a stone falls in the capital and hits ten people, nine of them will be strong men who have cultivated the spiritual roots of Taoism.

In the Xuantian Pavilion, the Inner Breath Realm is just cannon fodder. Even the Nine Inch Realm is just a larger cannon fodder and will die at any time.

You know, in three years, the mortality rate of the new members of Xuantian Pavilion was as high as more than 70%.

Therefore, Xuantian Pavilion needs to recruit new people every three years.

The organization of cannon fodder is temporary, and only when you step into the spiritual root can you truly enter the organization.

Ling Jisheng was a disciple directly trained by the Xuantian Pavilion. However, among the newcomers who entered the Xuantian Pavilion last time, the only one left alive next to him is Qi Xiaoxiao.

"I heard that one of the newcomers this time is from Luofu Mountain." Qi Xiaoxiao was originally from the mountain gate selection and was quite concerned about this.

"Luofu Mountain!?" Ling Jisheng was stunned.

"It's the mountain gate where the Black Sword was." Qi Xiaoxiao explained.

"Oh!?" Ling Jisheng looked surprised, but there was not much excitement.

Although the people of three hundred years ago were famous, they were not outstanding.

There is no comparison with the five mountain gates, which are so intertwined and deep-rooted in the capital city.

If we say who among these newcomers has the brightest future, it is naturally the descendants of the Five Great Mountain Sects.

Especially Jiang Chen from Martial Arts Mountain and Wu Xiang from Tianchan Mountain. Even Ling Jisheng, who was far away in the capital, had heard of the names of these two people.

As for the so-called successor of Black Sword, it is just a temporary gimmick. When he arrives in the capital, the young man will know what reality is and what the state of the world is.

Such a reputation would bring him no honors.

Quack, quack…

At this moment, outside the ruined temple, a burst of jackdaws started up, and the sound echoed, breaking the tranquility of the night.

"Senior brother, this place is only thirty miles away from the capital. This thing..."

Qi Xiaoxiao looked back at the big iron cage behind her, feeling a little worried.

"Don't worry, we will come to the capital at dawn tomorrow. There won't be any accidents."

Ling Jisheng was determined, his nerves were tense all the way, and he could finally take a breath.

"Brother Lang, do you know what I saw that day at Zuixiang Tower?"

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded in the ruined temple. The harsh volume seemed out of place in the cold night.

Many people woke up from their dreams.

Ling Jisheng turned around and saw a burly man with a grin on his face.

"Brother Xiong, did you see anything interesting?" asked the skinny man next to him.

"That night, I saw a man very drunk. The woman next to him was hugging him, comforting him, and protecting him from the alcohol. She was so gentle..."

A look of reminiscence appeared on the face of the burly man.

"I was like, if only my wife could be so gentle, but then I went over and looked, hey..."

"She really is my wife!"

The loud laughter made everyone stunned, and the atmosphere in the entire ruined temple became a little weird as they looked at each other.

"Hahaha, that's interesting. What happened next?" The skinny man became interested and couldn't help but ask.

"Later, I swallowed my wife and the man together... Their heads were placed on the table, facing each other. It was very interesting."

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"What do humans say? We live in the same quilt and die in the same hole... Hahaha..."

The loud laughter echoed in the ruined temple, causing everyone's expressions to change. The faces of those who were still watching the excitement could not help but tremble, and there was a trace of surprise in their wide eyes.

"Hey, it turns out that finding a human wife is so interesting. After I finish this job, I will also find one... and she must be able to stop drinking for other men..."

As soon as he finished speaking, two terrifying demonic auras soared into the sky, so fierce that they violently lifted off the roof of the ruined temple.

"Bold monster, I can tell at a glance that you are not human."

Ling Ji's roar was like a stormy wave. With one step, his powerful inner breath surged up, and his cultivation in the eight-inch realm was undoubtedly demonstrated.

"Shocking Dragon's Ascension Hand!"

Ling Jisheng struck mercilessly, the terrifying inner energy wrapped around his arms, the terrifying force directly tore his clothes apart, and his strong muscles were wrapped around him like a horned dragon.

When you open and close your arms, you will have tremendous power to subjugate demons and sweep away evil spirits.

"Hongmen Master!"

The burly man's eyes shone brightly, and his body shook, revealing his true form. He was actually a grizzly bear, wrapped in evil aura, and his huge body covered the top of the temple.

"Ouch..."

Next to him, the lean man transformed and took on his original appearance, like a jackal in the mountains, looking at the moon and transformed, with his mane like a sword and his fangs like blades.

Rumble…

Two demonic figures came like the wind, and instantly faced Ling Jisheng's arms.

The shocking dragon ascended into the sky and wiped out the demonic wind. The terrifying force caused the air to explode, and the ground cracked open. Waves of air swept across, knocking everyone around him away.

"How much python goblin blood did you use for this move [Shocking Dragon Ascension Hand]?" The bear demon in gray sneered.

The Hongmen's Shocking Dragon Ascension Hand has a reputation for being vicious. It requires tempering the arms with the blood of python goblins, creating visions from the blood, and combining the inner breath to create this powerful force.

Ordinary monsters and ghosts are frightened and afraid to face them when they are only ten feet away.

In order to practice this move [Shocking Dragon Ascension Hand], Ling Jisheng spent almost half of his wealth and refined sixty-eight python demons, most of which were Nine Furnace demons.

"Want to know? Go down and ask them."

Ling Jisheng struck mercilessly, his inner energy bursting like a roaring dragon, and he swept towards the heads of the grey-clothed bear demon and the withered jackal respectively.

"Light of Silence!"

Suddenly, the bear demon in gray suddenly snapped his fingers, and the dim light suddenly lit up in the dilapidated temple. The weak light actually illuminated every corner of the dilapidated temple.

Ling Jisheng's color suddenly changed, his arms sank suddenly, the entangled dragon's power was suddenly extinguished, and the inner breath in his dantian fell silent.

Bang……

At this moment, the huge bear's paws struck, and the sickle-like wolf's tail also whipped up the strong wind and struck.

Ling Jisheng crossed his arms and subconsciously held his head.

The next moment, his whole body flew out, his chest was almost cut open, blood flowed, and the bones in his arms were almost shattered.
To be continued...