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"Waiter! Come on the drink quickly!" A burly man with a beard shouted loudly, but his voice was immediately overwhelmed by various jokes and the sound of persuading him to drink, and the whole inn was noisy.
"Here!" A boy dressed in a fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a waiter, ran all over the venue with his plates. The first floor of the inn was a tavern, where people were drinking and laughing loudly.
There are many customers gathered in the museum now, and the only waiter in the store is so busy that he can't get a hand in hand.
"This inn is open in the valley, and it is also a gathering place for worshiping the Immortal Sect every year. Is your shopkeeper having a friendship with the Soul Valley?" asked a middle-aged man with a thin face and a gloomy face when the boy served a table of people.
"I don't know this young man, I just do chores for my relatives at home!" The boy grinned and quickly ran to other tables. The middle-aged man heard a muffled groan and started to taste the wine thoughtfully.
In a corner of the room, Jiajun sat alone in front of an empty table, looking at everything around him with a smile.
When he first entered the door and saw the waiter, he was secretly happy. This boy was the young cultivator of the Soul Gathering Valley who showed mercy and left his life with his hands. I'm afraid the introductory test of Soul Gathering Valley has begun? But when he saw him, Jiajun suddenly had another plan in his heart.
"Waiter, where is your boss? Can you invite him to see him?" On the other table, several young samurai men spoke. It was obvious that everyone was quite curious about the origin of this inn.
"The shopkeeper is not here for something, and the young man doesn't know when he will come back." The waiter looked helpless, "Your guest enjoys the wine. Every year when you worship the Immortal Sect, the wine money is collected by the Immortal Master from the Soul Valley."
After hearing what he said, everyone no longer asked much. After all, this inn should have something to do with the Soul Gathering Valley, and they dare not be too presumptuous here.
Since that's the case, you might as well test this waiter first. Jiajun said with a secret smile in his heart. At this moment, a disharmonious voice came over.
"Boy, you don't have eyes when you walk!" A low and hoarse voice rang.
"Bastard, you obviously bumped into it!" A voice that sounded slightly tender, roared with anger.
Jiajun looked in a voice. The tender voice came from a handsome boy who looked sixteen or seven years old and in a hunter outfit. He was not tall, with a dagger on his waist, and a hard bow slightly larger than his body behind him. Under his two thick sword eyebrows, a pair of dark and bright eyes were showing angry eyes.
A middle-aged man in sloppy clothes stood opposite him, and there were several reckless men around him, probably in the same group of people, and these people were staring at the boy with a arrogant attitude.
It was obvious that he was deliberately looking for trouble. When Jiajun just entered the house, although he had bad eyes on him, his dress was obviously not here to participate in the battle.
Although the chance of being directly selected as a destined person is small, everyone will generally stay away from such people, so as not to offend a great god accidentally. The young man's outfit is obviously planning to participate in the competition. When he comes here at this age, he is naturally excluded.
"Boy, do you think your life is long? Are you still trying to fight for martial arts?" Several reckless men continued to sarcastically and smiled. They did this just to attack the young man, show off their strength in front of the opponents, and establish their authority for fighting for martial arts.
Really ignorant! Jiajun shook his head. In this life-and-death competition, the best way is not to show off his martial arts, but to hide his strength in a low-key manner. How can these reckless men understand this truth? The others around did not care about this little business. Only a few people watched the play with expressionless expressions, and most of them were still tasting wine and laughing.
The boy was surrounded by these big men more and more tightly. Jiajun stared at the waiter who was still busy on his own and frowned thoughtfully. Then, he controlled a magic power of about the intensity of the spiritual realm. One of the big men suddenly screamed and knelt down on the ground with a "thump".
The hunter boy was shocked by the sudden change in front of him and looked around blankly.
"Who? Dare to hurt my brother with hidden weapons?" A reckless man roared. But everyone around him didn't pay much attention to what had just happened. Few people cared about what had happened.
"Oh, the guest officer is injured? The immortal master is coming tomorrow. Healing is important!" The waiter ran out at this time. Jiajun obviously felt that the boy looked at him with his eyes open, but he immediately went to coax and persuade the big men to pull upstairs, leaving the hunter boy stunned there.
As expected, after the waiter went downstairs again, he seemed to have walked to Jiajun's side accidentally.
"My shopkeeper is invited upstairs!"
The boy lowered his head and said in his ear, and after that, he walked upstairs again. Jiajun raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and after a slight pause, he followed him upstairs.
"Where is your shopkeeper?" Jiajun asked deliberately after following the boy into an empty room on the third floor. His perception had already swept through, and the whole inn was just a monk.
"Little brother, you just hurt someone, right?" The boy changed his image as a waiter who had just been servile, and instead showed a look of arrogance. He looked at Jiajun and asked with a faint smile.
"You have already reached the spiritual breathing stage. I have been ordered to guard the gate in the past few years. You are the first person I have met with destiny! I didn't expect that I was still a casual cultivator who entered the spiritual breathing stage!"
"A man of fate?" Jiajun looked surprised.
"Yes, I am the guided cultivator from the Soul Gathering Valley, looking for someone who is destined to be here! Whether you are a casual cultivator or have already worshipped a sect, as long as you come to my Soul Gathering Valley to make a soul swear, you will be my Soul Gathering Valley in the future. Junior brother, you are in the Spiritual Breath Period, which will really make the masters and elders look at you with admiration!"
"Ah? Are you the immortal master of Soul Gathering Valley?" Jiajun spoke loudly, and the boy in front of him had a proud expression on his face, as if he was very satisfied with his previous appearance.
"Then their fighting tomorrow...and what is this soul oath?"
"Fighting martial arts?" The boy hummed disdainfully, "It's just a blood sacrifice that he delivers to his door every year. How can mortals without immortality be included in the sect? Every year, our sect needs many strong mortal warriors' souls to sacrifice to the little ghosts. As for the soul oath, it is a vicious oath of loyalty. After issuing it, you will never betray our door for the rest of your life. This is the entry-level requirement for the Soul Gathering Valley!"
So that's it, Jiajun suddenly realized. The so-called fighting battle was just a gimmick made by the Soul Gathering Valley, which deceived the living warriors from the Luo Liangui! The sect of the Ice Refining Old Demon is really vicious. He took advantage of the opportunity to recruit disciples every year to kill two birds with one stone! And he had to make a poisonous oath when getting started? This is too domineering. I haven't heard of any sect asking for a poisonous oath when taking disciples. Jiajun thought quickly in his mind, and after finding out these, he basically determined his next plan.
"What happens if you violate it after you make a poisonous oath?" He asked lightly, and his temperament changed suddenly. If you violate it, you will leave a mental demon for yourself. It will be difficult for you to improve your cultivation in the future. Therefore, high-level monks will definitely not dare to violate your mental oath. But in this Soul Gathering Valley, the entry-level disciples will make a poisonous oath, which should not be as simple as the mental oath.
"What?" The boy was stunned, as if he didn't expect the other party to ask such a question. "This poisonous oath is not an ordinary mental oath, but was issued to the treasure of our sect's sect's "Star Luo Doutian Formation". It is much stronger than ordinary oaths! The Star Luo Doutian Formation is all over the world. Not to mention breaking the oath, if you have the intention to break the oath, the master will know immediately!"
"Sure enough! If it were the Star Luo Doutian Formation, this matter would be easier."
"Are you a spy from other sects?" Seeing him like this, the boy looked alert, "If you have any unfair intentions, leave as soon as possible! Otherwise, if you violate your oath, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
"It's not me who wants to break the oath, it's you!"