"The two of you will be called Hei Xiaohu and Ma Sanniang respectively from now on, and you will be the deputy leader of my Demon Sect from now on." Ji Congxin pointed at the original leader of the Five Dragons Gang and the leader of the Jiuyou Sect without asking their names.
"As for the three of you, you will be renamed Tiaotiao, Zhu Wujie, and Niu Xuanfeng. They will belong to the commander Hei Xiaohu and be the leader of the Demon Church." Ji Congxin pointed at the three deputy leaders of the Wulong Gang, who have just broken through the Life Spring.
of the weak.
"You two will be called Dao Kuangjian Chi from now on, and you will belong to the commander-in-chief Ma Sanniang, and you will also be the master of the Demonic Church." Ji Congxin said to the two former masters of the Mingquan of Jiuyou Sect.
As for the elites in the Bitter Sea Realm, they were all small soldiers, and Ji Congxin was too lazy to pay attention to them.
"Leader, my subordinate Zhang..." The leader of the Wulong Gang wanted to say something.
"Huh?" Ji Congxin frowned, glanced at the other party, and did nothing. However, the leader of the Five Dragons Sect felt that there was a thousand kilograms of weight pressing on him, and his original words were suppressed and could not be said.
"I no longer want my original name. To be given a name by the leader is truly a blessing. From now on, I, Hei Xiaohu, will be called Hei Xiaohu. If anyone dares to mention my original name, Hei Xiaohu, I will give him a hard time."
The leader of the Jiulong Gang, also known as Hei Xiaohu, had a very grateful look on his face. He was tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and he looked like a handsome man. He somehow found his way to becoming the king of the mountain.
"Thank you, Master, for the name."
Ma Sanniang and Tiaotiao and others quickly expressed their gratitude. The man who was renamed Tiaotiao even claimed that his name was really good and meaningful. It contained the leader’s earnest expectations for him. It was catchy and extraordinary. The leader was really a saint.
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Others quickly added, saying a few nice words, or shouting, "I do the same."
"From now on, all your original territory will be under the control of this leader. All the property and books from your base camp will be sent to me at Black Tiger Mountain. Do you have any objections?" Ji Congxin looked expressionless and stared at the people below.
Hei Xiaohu and others shook their heads quickly. If they had any objections, they would probably die.
Ji Cong thought about it and felt uneasy. These people are all lickers who lick their blood. They talk empty talk. What they say now is better than what they sing. What if they just fly away in the future?
But he didn't have any control.
He secretly rubbed the back of the chair with his hands and broke off a piece of wood. The special five-color spiritual power poured in and refined it into several mud pills with a colorful mark.
Ji took it out from his heart and said: "Here are seven precious medicines, called stretching legs and eyes pills. They only dissolve in the mouth but not in the hands. They have unnoticeable benefits. If you submit to my leader, I will reward you with these pills."
You guys."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the seven people who had just surrendered changed. It sounds nice and has some unnoticeable benefits, but just from the name, you can tell that this elixir is definitely not a good thing.
He stretched his legs and stared, fearing that once it entered his stomach, he would not be able to control his life or death.
"Gang leader, this precious medicine is so precious, how can it be wasted on us?"
"That's right, that's right."
Seven people declined.
Ji Congxin stood up and smashed the seat under her with one slap, "What? Are you pretending to surrender? Are you ready to rebel at any time?"
Under Ji Congxin's forceful compulsion, several people swallowed the Leg-Stretching Eye Pill obediently. Their hearts were filled with despair. The pill was so magical that once it was in their stomachs, they didn't realize where it was hidden.
I'm afraid I'll just have to obey my orders from now on.
Next, the members of the original Five Dragons Gang and Jiuyou Sect were integrated into the Demon Sect, and suddenly they became a large gang covering an area of more than 200 miles.
The prestige of the Demonic Cult was great for a while.
Many classics and spiritual objects were sent to Ji Congxin, but Ji Congxin returned most of the spiritual objects to the seven people, which made them feel relieved. This boss is not a stingy person and should have an easier time in the future.
After that, Ji Congxin stayed in the back mountain of Black Tiger Mountain to practice hard in seclusion and did not take care of much.
August 15th.
On that day, Black Tiger Mountain was packed with guests, most of whom came from nearby villages and brought generous gifts to attend the establishment ceremony of the Demonic Cult.
The patriarch, Ji Shiqing, also led two strong men from Jijiazhuang, prepared gifts, and arrived in trepidation. He was cautious, and like the patriarchs of other villages, he silently observed everything about the newly established demon sect.
He decided to go with the crowd, do nothing, and offend no one.
However, the sky is unpredictable, and people are prone to misfortune and good fortune. He didn't know what happened, but suddenly bumped into a relatively wealthy man, and he couldn't hide away.
The rich man was immediately knocked to the ground.
"You don't have eyes!"
"You are so blind that you actually knocked down our Pig Hall Master."
A few demon sect soldiers had keen eyesight and immediately helped the man who had been knocked down up.
The man known as the Pig Hall Master stood up. He was a little drunk. His face was cold and very unkind, "It's really unlucky. Are you from that village?"
"Hall Master Zhu, I'm sorry for you. You have a lot of money, so don't be as knowledgeable as a little person like me."
Ji Shiqing panicked, her body was trembling, and she was terrified. She even wanted to slap herself, but why didn't she have eyes to bump into others?
Apparently he is still a high-ranking member of the Demon Cult.
"Let me ask you something! Which village are you from?" Hall Master Zhu asked sternly, his eyes widened, as if he had a grudge against Ji Shiqing for killing his father and was ready to beat him to death at any time.
"Hall Master...I..." Ji Shiqing stammered. He couldn't say the name of Jijiazhuang. He didn't want to cause trouble for Jijiazhuang and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
"The leader has arrived."
Suddenly, a shout silenced the noisy Black Tiger Mountain Hall, and everyone turned to look at the entrance.
A simple sedan chair inlaid with pure gold was carried by several people and walked in. Sitting inside was a man in black robes. He looked young and wore a black tiger mask, so his appearance could not be seen.
"You said he is from that village?"
Hall Master Zhu pointed at a person next to Ji Shiqing and ignored Ji Congxin who came.
Be prepared to quickly ask Ji Shiqing about his origins, and then immediately pay his respects to Ji Congxin.
"Yes...he is the patriarch of Jijiazhuang." The old man trembled, but he still told the origin of Ji Shiqing.
Ji Shiqing felt ashen, it was over!
"Okay, Jijiazhuang, right? This hall master has remembered you. Today is a happy day for the leader, so I won't argue with you for now." Hall Master Zhu said unkindly.
Then he ran to Ji Congxin, took out a fan to fan her, and kept fanning her.
Ji Congxin revealed his mask and ignored the establishment of the Demon Sect. He let the followers carry him to the back mountain, holding in his hand a book from the Wulong Gang or the Jiuyou Sect to study.
"Master, how was my acting skill just now?" Hall Master Pig asked anxiously. It turned out that the previous scene was done according to Ji Congxin's instructions.
"It's just so-so. The plot is too stiff and cliche. I need more practice in the future."
Ji Congxin said casually, in fact, he didn't even notice how Zhu Wujie had a conflict with Ji Shiqing just now.
The reviews are just nonsense.
"Subordinate... Isn't this your first time? I ask the leader to give me another chance. I will definitely do things well in the future." Zhu Wujie promised.
"But, leader, why do you want me to have a conflict with Jijiazhuang? You also asked me to send people to trouble them every three days, but you can't kill any of them?"
Hall Master Pig was puzzled. He scratched his scalp in the past two days and couldn't figure it out.
"Is this something you can ask?" Ji Congxin's tone was unkind.
"I talk too much, I will take care of it now, and I will never let down the leader's trust." Zhu Wujie promised swornly.
Ji Congxin watched Hall Master Zhu leave and looked up to the sky.
Ji Xukong, is he almost seven years old? If you round up, it’s eight... Calculated at ten years old, it’s time to withstand the wind and rain.
Otherwise, if the future Emperor of the Void cannot grow due to his own influence, it would be a huge sin.
"Heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to this man. He must first suffer from empty minds, strain empty muscles and bones, starve empty skin, empty empty bodies, and conduct actions that are chaotic and empty..."
After thinking for a moment, Ji Congxin lowered her head again and looked at the classics in her hands.
Originally, he thought that with his own efforts and the insignificant help of Enlightenment Ye, he had thoroughly understood the ancient scriptures of the Emperor. However, these days when he looked at the classics of the Five Dragons Gang and the Jiuyou Sect, especially the annotations of some predecessors, he found that he had another clue.
Got a different kind of understanding.
It was obvious that he had been complacent before.
This made him reflect on himself. There are countless geniuses. In every era, the young heroes who claim to have the qualifications to become emperors are just like the carp and crucian carp crossing the river. There are countless, but only one can become emperor. He must not be complacent after just a little gain.
Be steady, be humble, and don't be reckless. You must know that there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world.
Thinking, he would return to the cave and practice hard in seclusion.
Suddenly, two big birds flew from the distance. The birds were all blue, and each carried a person on its back.
"Where is the leader of the Demon Sect? I am Zhang Qiushui, a disciple of Qingxia Dongtian. I heard that the Demon Sect was established today and came here to pay my respects."
A clear female voice came from the sky, as beautiful as an oriole.
Ji Congxin frowned after hearing this.
In the past few days, he has also asked Hei Xiaohu, Ma and Sanniang. Qingxia Dongtian is a big sect, with countless masters in the sect. It is the strongest force within a radius of thousands of miles, and the Mingquan realm is only an elite disciple.
But he has always ignored worldly affairs, as long as he doesn't offend them, why did he come to his door now?
He quickly asked Hei Xiaohu to go and entertain him, and was planning to run away at any time. Anyway, the Demon Sect was just doing it casually, and he wouldn't feel bad if he lost it.
Fortunately, Hei Xiaohu quickly conveyed the news that the people in Qingxia Dongtian were very kind, friendly, and not malicious at all.
Ji Congxin felt relieved and went to see them.
In the meeting hall, Ji Congxin walked in wearing a mask. He looked carefully at the two disciples from Qingxia Cave.
A man and a woman, both in their twenties, both good-looking. They were drinking with Hei Xiaohu at the moment.
"It's a great honor for the two master disciples of Qingxia Dongtian to come here and make Black Tiger Mountain shine. I was in retreat at a critical moment before I left, so I didn't come as soon as possible. I was being negligent." Ji Congxin said with her fists in her hands.
"Nothing." The woman from Qingxia Cave smiled and didn't care.
After a few brief conversations, Ji Congxin was really relieved. These two people didn't look like they were looking for trouble, so they could let down 10% of their guard.
"What are you doing here at Black Tiger Mountain today?" Ji Congxin asked.
"Qingxia Dongtian wants to recruit a group of disciples. When the time comes, please ask the leader to ask his subordinates to help. There will be rewards in the future, so I also ask the leader for help."
The woman who called herself Zhang Qiushui said that her tone was approachable, completely different from the domineering disciples of the great sect that Ji Congxin imagined.