Chapter 688

In just a few days, there were hundreds of thousands more people in Baifu city!

Most of them came from admiration and tried to join the practitioners of the ethereal sect.

"Here we are. Recruit people now."

Ye Feng touched his chin and gave Gong Qingqiu an order to recruit three generations of disciples, deacons and elders.

After taking orders, Gong Qingqiu went to Baifu city.

On the newly-built baifucheng square.

Gong Qingqiu hovered in the air and looked at the more than 100000 people gathered below.

"Once upon a time, it was very difficult for our illusory sect to recruit people. With the leader's war, the whole mainland of China was shocked, and more and more people came here with admiration. It's really different."

Gong Qingqiu sighed.

On one side, Li Zilong was carrying a fierce dragon bone spear and said with a smile: "it's mainly because the zongmen has become stronger!"

"Yes!" Gong Qingqiu nodded.

Only when the sect door becomes stronger will more people join, and more and more people join, the sect door will become stronger and stronger.

This is a positive feedback!

For this reason, once a sect door improves, it will generally become stronger and stronger as long as it can endure.

Of course, each sect has its own potential.

Some zongmen are located in a remote area. It may be the end to reach two-star or three-star.

However, like the ethereal sect, the famous palm sect Ye Feng, which moves the mainland of China, as well as the transmission array to all parts of the country, as well as the super large spirit pulse and concentration ancestral tree, have unlimited potential.

Thinking of this, Gong Qingqiu said in a loud voice:

"Fellow Taoist friends, I am gong Qingqiu, the ethereal patriarch, and the Lord of Baifu city."

"This thing in my hand is called 'fate purple golden bell'. If you touch this bell and can make it vibrate, it shows that you have a fate with our ethereal sect. You can join the sect door."

"Next, please line up in order!"

As soon as the voice came out, everyone was surprised.

Fate purple golden bell?

They've never heard of it.

The crowd soon sparked a heated debate.

The external practitioners discussed with the local practitioners in Baifu city for a while. Only then did they know that the recruitment of disciples of the ethereal sect did not depend on their qualifications, but only on whether they had fate.

As long as there is fate, you can enter the sect.

"Great!"

"Originally, I thought that the ethereal sect required a very high root bone to recruit disciples. Now I have a chance."

"If so, what about my best bone? I thought I could join the ethereal sect with the best root and bone! "

The appearance of fate purple golden bell caused a sensation.

Practitioners from all over mainland China lined up one after another and touched the purple golden bell of fate in turn.

Jingling!

Soon, a bell rang.

"Ha ha, great!" A young man with a height of two meters, a strong body and a heavy sword was overjoyed.

He touched the purple golden bell of fate, indicating that he could enter the sect.

"Those who are qualified to join the sect gather here."

Gong Qingqiu waved her arm and motioned the people to wait behind her. The young man with a heavy sword rushed over.

Besides him, many people at the scene passed the test.

"What's your name?"

Gong Qingqiu looked at the young man with a heavy sword. He saw his face full of beard and estimated that he was in his thirties. "There are regulations in the sect. Only when he is younger than 20 can he become a disciple."

"Ah?" The young man with beard Epee was stunned. "Elder, I'm just a little worried. In fact, I'm only eighteen!"

"You're only eighteen?" Gong Qingqiu stares at the big apricot eyes.

She held out her hand, played a ray of vitality, sank into the young man with a beard Epee, detected his bone age, and her face was gradually surprised.

"Sure enough, you are about eighteen years old. However, although you have aura in your body, you are not a normal alchemist. It seems to be a special physical cultivation. It's strange!"

Gong Qingqiu was more and more surprised.

"Elder, my name is Wu Lang, it's Ba Jianxiu!" The young man with beard and Epee quickly introduced himself.

"Ba Jianxiu... What is this?"

Gong Qingqiu was stunned.

She knew about Jian Xiu, but it was the first time she heard about "Ba Jian Xiu", and she couldn't help falling into meditation.

"Ba sword cultivation is a branch of sword cultivation." At this time, a clear and pleasant voice came slowly.

The crowd followed the sound.

I saw a tall, purple haired woman with ancient books in her hand stepping into the air, covered with a faint purple fog, unable to see her true face.

"I've seen elder martial sister Ziling!"

Seeing Ji Ziling, some of the third and second generation disciples who were responsible for assisting in accepting disciples bowed their hands.

"It's the purple fairy!"

"It is said that she is a disciple of the generation of the ethereal sect and the acting head of the ethereal sect library Pavilion. After entering the sect, we can ask elder martial sister Ziling for all the skills we have learned."

"I also heard that elder martial sister Ziling has advanced cultivation and has already entered the middle level Linghai realm. She is the top Tianjiao of the younger generation."

The arrival of Ji Ziling immediately triggered a heated discussion.

"Purple spirit, do you know Ba Jian Xiu?" Gong Qingqiu asked curiously.

Ji Ziling nodded her chin and said:

"Of course I know. There are many kinds of sword cultivation, including spirit sword cultivation, bully sword cultivation, Heavenly Sword cultivation and so on."

"Among them, Ba Jian cultivation can absorb Reiki, but it uses Reiki for physical training, similar to physical cultivation."

"The swords they hold are also heavy, but they are also more domineering."

"Usually, Ba Jian Xiu seldom uses the magic of vitality release, but holds a heavy sword in melee."

"Because the fighting method is too overbearing, it is named 'BA Jian Xiu', which can be regarded as the physical cultivation of using the sword."

Hearing this, the whole audience was surprised.

"She is worthy of being elder martial sister Ziling, acting head of the library Pavilion, and an ethereal encyclopedia. What she knows is more."

The second and third generations of disciples praised one after another.

"Yes, I am Ba Jianxiu! But because he took the road of bajian repair, he grew too anxious. He was only eighteen, but he was always mistaken for thirty. "

Hearing that zilingneng could tell the whole story of Ba Jian's repair, Wu Lang was surprised and nodded again and again.

"I see. I've learned a lot." Gong Qingqiu also nodded and learned a new term.

"Elder, I still have a task. Leave first."

Ji Ziling nodded to Gong Qingqiu, then took six tall and beautiful female disciples behind him to the city master's house and went to other areas through the transmission array.

"Although I don't know what she looks like, the purple fairy must look like an immortal. I really want to see her face!"

"You're afraid you're dreaming."

After the purple spirit left, the people continued to discuss.

Not long ago, Gong Qingqiu continued to test the practitioners present and tried to recruit 10000 third-generation disciples as soon as possible.

Ethereal peak.

Ye Feng knelt over the golden futon, looked at the huge red moon hanging in the air, and fell into meditation.

"Tianzu lives in Xuankong mountain. It's very dangerous and can't go there in a short time."

"However, when I am strong enough, I can go to the hanging mountain with the help of Tianbei fragments and kill the Tianzu by surprise!"

"It can be said that Tianbei is a killer mace!"

"I must take good care of it."

Ye Feng looked at the three pieces of Tianbei lying in front of him and thought about many plans for the future.

A long time later.

He raised his head and looked at the red moon again.

"Now, the sun is swallowed up, the red moon is hanging in the sky, and will never fall. The demons of the world's flora are rampant, and the people have no means of living."

"This should be regarded as a dark era."

Ye Feng whispered.

"This is indeed a new dark era. If I can, I would like to call it the 'Red Moon era'."

A cold voice sounded from afar.

Ye Feng lowered his head and looked over.

A beautiful figure with a gauze on his face was standing in the air, with wisps of fragrance floating.