The next day, Ye Xiong and Murong Ruyin woke up and walked out of the street.
After thinking about it, Ye Xiong decided to join a sect first. Living there for a while would be equivalent to spending money to buy peace.
The best choice is to join one of the three largest sects, Tianjian Sect, Baicao Sect and Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.
Ye Xiong still has a connection with Tianjian Sect. His Fiery Sword Formation is the Shock Sect spell of Tianjian Sect.
Unfortunately, Ye Xiong had only cultivated to the third level, and there was no cultivation method for the remaining sword formations, so his first thought was to go to Tianjianmen.
It's a pity that Tianjianmen doesn't have recruitment here.
Not only the Tianjian Sect, but also the three sects are not recruiting people here.
Among the seven sects, only Wan Buddhism and Shendan Sect are recruiting people.
Ye Xiong has a connection with Buddhism, and the Burning Holy Technique on his body is a Buddhist technique, so he went to the Wan Buddhism stall.
In front of the stall, a fat monk was fanning himself with a fan. The weather was not very hot, but he was sweating profusely, and his bare chest was covered with dense beads of sweat.
"Master, are Wan Buddhism recruiting people?" Ye Xiong stepped forward and asked.
"Recruit, do you see this sign?" The fat monk pointed to a big sign in front of him and said, "The entry fee is eighty high-grade spiritual stones per person."
"Are you recruiting girls?" Ye Xiong asked.
"We are Buddhists. Have you ever seen a woman become a monk?"
"Forget it." Ye Xiong turned around and left.
The reason why he chose Buddhism was because he felt that he was destined to follow the path. But now that Buddhism does not recruit women, he would not leave Murong Ruyin alone.
"Brother, wait a minute."
The fat monk quickly stood up, ran to him, and said with a smile: "Rules are dead, people are alive. If this girl wants to join, it's not impossible, but the price is a bit more expensive."
"How much is it more expensive?" Ye Xiong asked.
"One hundred and fifty." The fat monk replied.
Ye Xiong turned around and left.
"Little brother, wait a moment, the price can still be negotiated." The fat monk caught up again.
Ye Xiong was a little interesting at first, but the more he behaved like this, the more confused he became.
"Little brother, you and I, our Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple definitely has the best treatment among all the sects." The fat monk spoke eloquently, and said: "As long as you come in, I will give you a house, an authentic three-story villa.
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"Chalet?"
When Ye Xiong thought about last night's sex, he felt a lingering fear in his heart.
"How could it be a wooden house? It's an authentic stone house. It's so beautifully decorated." The fat monk quickly took out his communicator, opened a picture, pointed at it and said, "Look at it, it's this big villa. It's luxurious, right?"
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Ye Xiong looked at the house and saw that it was an authentic stone house, not a wooden house.
If he can live in this house, it doesn't matter if he spends some money. After all, he is just taking shelter for a while.
"The two of them add up to one hundred and fifty high-grade spiritual stones. If you want it, don't give it up." Ye Xiong counter-offered.
"Brother, this is too little. After all, your food and accommodation expenses for a year are included in it."
"Don't do this. How much is a year's food expenses worth? Do you want it? If not, I will join another sect."
"Okay, let me set a precedent for you." The fat monk stretched out his hand. "Hand over the money."
"Do you think I'm a fool? What if I give you the money and you run away?" Ye Xiong asked back.
"Little brother, don't ask me. Among these hundreds of thousands of mountains, our Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is ranked in the top ten. Have you ever heard of the name of the three seven sects? Our Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is one of them." Fat Monk Niu
Said forcefully.
"Let's go take a look first and then make a decision." Ye Xiong said.
"I can take you to see it. I declare in advance that if you go and don't join, you have to pay me for the cost of the aircraft." The fat monk said.
"How much?"
"Five top-grade spiritual stones."
Ye Xiong thought it wouldn't be much money, so he agreed.
The fat monk closed the stall and walked to an aircraft that had been parked there for a long time.
Ye Xiong and Murong Ruyin followed.
The aircraft soared into the sky and flew towards the center of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Standing on the aircraft and overlooking the Hundred Thousand Mountains, it is truly majestic and steep to the extreme.
Various strange trees blocked the sky and the sun, and the roars of ferocious beasts could be heard from deep in the forest.
Below, there is an endless swamp of death, a bottomless abyss, and a demonic land strewn with bones.
Looking at the scene below, Ye Xiong and Murong Ruyin were deeply shocked and felt another side of the world of cultivation.
Since the two of them came to the world of cultivation, they have been staying in Moro City. They saw high-rise buildings every day, so they naturally had the idea in their minds that the world of cultivation was nothing more than this. However, the scene in front of them completely overturned their thoughts.
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Moro City is only the tip of the iceberg in the world of cultivation. There are many truly dangerous places!
After flying for more than an hour, a series of majestic mountain gates appeared in front of us. The fat monk walked around this mountain gate.
"Why the detour?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.
"In front of you is the Sword Gate, which is restricted by air defense and cannot pass through." The fat monk replied.
Jianmen, the leader of the three sects and seven sects, is also the largest sect in Shiwandashan. No wonder it is so majestic.
After bypassing Jianmen, some peaks appear from time to time, all occupied by some sects.
These sects are all built on mountain peaks. It seems that because Shiwanda Mountain is too dangerous, they can only be built on mountain peaks.
After flying for more than two hours, we finally reached a small mountain peak. The fat monk controlled the aircraft and landed.
"Is this Wan Buddhism?"
Looking at the lonely small mountain below, Ye Xiong's face turned dark instantly.
Other sects occupy dozens of peaks, some large and some small, with different masters and subordinates; Wanfo Temple actually only has one peak, and what’s more, it’s a very short one. The mountain is bare, with not even a few trees.
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"How many people are there in Wanfo Temple?" Ye Xiong asked urgently.
"If the two people we brought yesterday are still there, there should be five." the fat monk replied.
Ye Xiong's figure flickered and he almost fell off the aircraft.
There are only five people in Wan Buddhism, one of the three sects and seven sects, in the majestic Hundred Thousand Mountains. The sky is thundering!
"Let me tell you, don't look at the small number of people in Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, but our purpose is to value the essence rather than the number. After a while, you will see how powerful our disciples are..."
Before he finished speaking, a disciple who was flying in the air became so excited when he saw the aircraft coming back that he became unstable and fell to the ground.
Ye Xiong was speechless at that time. Is this what he calls noble essence or not?
When the aircraft landed on the ground, the disgraced disciple ran over and said excitedly: "Master, we have tricked two people back so early, can we eat meat today?"
Fat monk: "..."
Ye Xiong: "..."
Murong Ruyin couldn't help laughing.
This little monk, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, thoroughly amused her.