Chapter 41: The New Disciple of Thousand Demon Sect
Sitting at the end of the road, you can see the fertile fields in the distance; standing in the clouds, you can see the green mountains at close range.
Cinan sat cross-legged in front of the cliff and looked at the scenery in the distance and couldn't help but sigh: "Amitabha, this disciple has lived in the Thousand Demons Sect for a few days and has not seen the Thousand Demons Sect harm the people. Is this young monk also lost?
What? Please ask the sage and patriarch to enlighten you!"
Cinan's chanting did not attract the holy words. Seeing the morning glow coming eastward in the distance, he slowly stood up, clasped his hands together and respectfully performed a Buddhist salute to the west.
"Amitabha, how good it is, how good it is. My disciples will definitely use these eyes to see it, and they will definitely not misunderstand the name of the Western Buddha."
Cinan lowered his head and read Buddhist scriptures loudly. The handyman disciples walking up and down the mountain road couldn't help but slow down their footsteps, for fear that their footsteps would disturb this monk who was well versed in Buddhist rituals.
Not long after, a long roar came from the distance, and a small flying boat was seen passing by the mountain stream and slowly landing on Lihe Mountain.
Cinan grabbed the Buddhist bead, and a six-petal green lotus rose under her feet. She ducked and came to a hillside.
At this time, the flying boat was parked in an open space, and a group of boys and girls in different clothes slowly stepped off the flying boat.
These young people are all destined people from the Thousand Demons Sect who have traveled from remote places to the path of immortality.
As for why not go to those towns to recruit disciples?
Because people in remote areas have little knowledge and do not understand the two paths of good and evil, they are easier to deceive.
Ci Nan clasped his hands together and shook his head slightly. I don't know what the Qian Mo Sect's intentions were for recruiting so many disciples.
A young girl walked in the front. She was wearing a thick hessian skirt, with the neckline washed white and a light yellow ribbon tied around her waist.
The girl had a delicate appearance, but her face was cold. She was unsmiling and kept a straight face as she walked along the way.
Standing next to her was a young man, who was skinny, dark-skinned, and looked extremely slovenly, but there was a distinctive sense of perseverance in his eyes.
Ci Nan couldn't help but praise the young man's eyes.
The strong people in the world today are all those who have combined talent and hard work to achieve great results.
The young man's body was full of turbid energy, his innate energy was insufficient, his talent was too poor, and his knowledge was narrow. However, Cinan believed that as long as the young man could grit his teeth and persevere, he would one day be able to realize what he wanted in his heart.
As the team moved forward, the boys and girls in the crowd came to a large open space.
Several disciples of the Thousand Demons Sect stepped forward with their swords in hand and landed at the front of the team amid envious eyes.
The leading disciple in green shirt walked forward, raised his head quite proudly and said: "Welcome to join our Thousand Demons Sect. From today on, you are all entry-level disciples of the Thousand Demons Sect!"
The green-shirted disciple raised his hand, and countless golden lights floated from the ground, "These are the disciple manuals of our Thousand Demons Sect. They record the sect regulations of our Thousand Demons Sect, the taboos of the major mountains, and the names and taboos of the sect elders.
I hope you will remember the punishments for violating the sect's rules when you return to your residence!"
He waved his hand lightly, sending the golden light into the hands of his disciples, and then raised his fingers and said: "Junior brothers and sisters, my name is Zhang Chan, and I serve in the Master Hall of Blood Demon Mountain. You can call me Senior Brother Zhang. Regarding matters on the mountain,
If you don’t understand something, you can come here and ask.”
Zhang Chan lowered his head, leaned forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Sect Master, please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a spiritual light fell from the sky.
In the sight of everyone, a girl riding a crane slowly landed on the stone steps.
Seeing the girl's sudden appearance, there was more noise in the crowd.
"What, that girl is the leader of the Thousand Demons Sect, we are not a fake fairy sect, are we?"
"That girl looks to be only six or seven years old, even younger than my sister. Is she really the sect leader?"
"I am full of worries about my immortal path. Is it too late to quit the Thousand Demons Sect now?"
Listening to the doubts from the crowd, Lin Yanli did not feel stage fright.
She cleared her throat and straightened her body proudly: "Disciples of the Thousand Demon Sect!"
"In this August month when the sweet osmanthus is fragrant, we meet. On behalf of the elders of the Thousand Demons Sect, I would like to give you a speech!"
Lin Yanli clenched his fists and said loudly: "Thousand Demon Sect has been established for thousands of years. It has experienced countless ups and downs and suffered countless hardships. We dare not be negligent. We will strictly abide by the sect's decrees, practice diligently, and live up to our ancestors.
High hopes!"
Lin Yanli's voice was loud and full of power, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.
"We will definitely fulfill our mission!" a response echoed from the crowd.
The person who answered was a disciple of the Jiefa Hall of the Thousand Demons Sect.
"Okay!" Lin Yanli nodded with satisfaction, raised his little hand, and cast his eyes on the new disciples, "You are the hope of our Thousand Demon Sect's future, the fresh blood of the Thousand Demon Sect, and the Thousand Demon Sect's
future!"
Lin Yanli's words inspired all the disciples present.
Lin Yanli looked at everyone and continued: "Everyone, I hope that everyone here will not disappoint the expectations of our Thousand Demons Sect. They must practice hard and strive to make achievements on the path to immortality!"
"Today you are proud of Thousand Demons Sect, and tomorrow Thousand Demons Sect will be proud of you. Thousand Demons Sect will last forever and will be immortal!"
Lin Yanli's words were resounding, and everyone shouted in unison: "The Thousand Demon Sect will live forever and will be immortal!"
These boys and girls had never seen such a scene before, and they all shouted with excitement.
Ci Nan stood in the distance, listening to the deafening shouts, he couldn't help frowning and nodding.
The speech he just gave made him feel a little excited. If the saint's words hadn't kept echoing in his ears, he would have almost shouted.
Jiang Wanli is really good at using such vicious bewitching techniques, but he can't even detect the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy.
"Amitabha, it seems that I have to be more careful in the future!"
After Lin Yanli finished speaking, she felt a little thirsty. She looked at the newly recruited Thousand Demons Sect disciples and shook her head inwardly.
Most of these disciples are not very talented and have a shallow foundation. If they want to go a long way on the path to immortality, I am afraid it will not be easy.
Probably, the end of their immortal road is in the Three Realms...
Lin Yanli sighed, turned around and told Zhang Chan behind him: "You will take them to familiarize themselves with a few mountains first, and in the evening take them to the Library Pavilion and the Weapon Pavilion to select exercises and spiritual weapons."
Zhang Chan nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Zhang Chan is doing things, so the sect leader can rest assured."
Lin Yanli turned to look at the girl in the thick skirt and said meaningfully: "When choosing exercises, help her choose the most suitable one. Remember to do it quietly and leave no traces."
Zhang Chan nodded and took another look at the girl in the thick skirt.
The person who received special care from Lin Yanli was obviously not an ordinary person.
"Yes, Zhang Chan knows it, and he will definitely live up to the sect master's trust!"
Lin Yanli nodded with satisfaction and pinched a golden light from his sleeve with two fingers.
"I thought about it and found that among the disciples I know, you are the only one who uses a knife. This pocket-edged knife was acquired by me in my early years. It is just right for you now that you have cultivated it, so I gave it to you for self-defense!"
Zhang Chan was stunned for a moment and looked around. After confirming that Lin Yanli was talking to him, he carefully took the pocket-blade knife from Lin Yanli's hand with trembling hands.
He remembered what Zhou Qianluo said to him.
"Miss is a kind and righteous person. If we follow her seriously and do important things, we will definitely get something to eat!"
At this time, he looked at the spiritual knife in his hand and had a complete enlightenment.