Chapter 381

In a group of ten, each group should recruit at least twenty disciples, and ten groups can recruit at least 200 disciples. Of course, twenty is only the lower limit. Only a few groups can recruit more.

The number of sects can reach 500, and the scale is not too small. We will train them for the time being.

Lin Xiao and Han Yun, the two hall masters, are responsible for clearing out the rooms in their own hall. They are also in order to let those disciples move in as soon as they enter the school and immediately start their daily practice.

Xue Wanqing refined more basic pills in the alchemy Pavilion. When the younger martial brothers and sisters entered the sect, they could improve their qualifications in all aspects.

The disciples of the wind and rain hall are sent out to recruit with the inner disciples secretly, in case of any mischief, they will report back immediately.

The outside disciples will have nothing to do? How can it be? The outer disciples are responsible for copying martial arts and martial arts scripts for younger martial brothers and sisters in the sect.

It means copying. In fact, it means reciting. All the sword techniques, martial arts, mental skills, body methods, etc. in the sect should be written more than once.

When the whole Cangshan school was busy, doing its own task. There are still some idle people in the sect who have not been assigned a task.

The first natural is our ancient leader, hehe, surprise or surprise.

The general of the ancient leader arranged things in order, but he was lazy in the sect.

On the surface, the headmaster is lazy, but in fact, at this time, the ancient headmaster's heart is extremely painful. He would rather go outside to run business to recruit students, even if he copied the skills.

What's the point?

"Do I have a problem with this?"

"No, my brother is the best."

Wang XingKong looked at his left hand confused, confused eyes because the girl's sweet voice has a trace of touch.

"But I still don't think so."

Then he turned his eyes to the ancient bell. He immediately covered his face with his hands and cried out in pain: "brother, my brother, you really have no problem. It's very good, very good."

Yes, when all the disciples of the sect went out to recruit them, the ancient leader was captured by Wang XingKong and came to the martial arts arena to watch them realize the sword.

These two brothers and sisters should understand the sword if they understand the sword. They must stand in the sun. If you have such a hobby, I won't say anything.

But you realize the sword, why do you want to call this seat!

I want this seat to stand still like you, take a nap and wake up.

This has already made the ancient headmaster very painful. Seeing the sun was almost setting, the old headmaster was turned into a small black face by a small white face.

The brother and sister finally realized something. The effect of the demonstration was very good. With the blessing of the eye of Shijian, Gu Zhong didn't see any problem.

A lot of good words were said, but Lao Wang insisted that there were still problems. Look at this. I'm going to bask in the moon tonight.

Master Gu was about to collapse. "Brother, it's really good. Can I have a rest?"

"Master, don't forget that you promised when I promised to join Cangshan sect."

Wang XingKong calmly looked at the ancient bell, as if he didn't feel guilty for the leader's black face.

"What did you promise?"

Wang Manman, who is still white and glowing on one side, curiously gets to the middle of the ancient bell and Wang XingKong. The plumpness of his chest almost catches up with the old bell. The old clock is busy taking two steps back.

"Elder brother, can you not embarrass this seat?"

"Oh, oh, oh, I remember!"

"Maman, it seems that your brother hasn't practiced the skills of his school. Take it out and study it for your brother."

"Oh."

Saying that the ancient clock was about to leave, Wang Manman took out the "immortal spirit" to Wang XingKong.

"Elder brother, this is our school's unique mental method. Take a look at it."

Wang XingKong looked at it with little interest. He only needed to understand the sword. He didn't have so much time to practice. Besides, his mental skill was not bad.

However, this mental method

It's a saint?! No wonder It's no wonder that their wounds can recover quickly in the God devil tomb. It turns out that they have practiced the Holy Spirit method.

"Master, master, not good!"

The ancient headmaster in front of him was blocked by an inner disciple.

"What's the matter?"

Gu Zhong remembers that this disciple followed Lin Chen to the northeast to recruit disciples. How could he come back in such a hurry?

Tired look immediately serious, hold the disciple's arm, the wisps of aura into his body.

The disciple gradually calmed down and said, "it's xuekutang! They've taken apart the clothes we used to recruit disciples. "

"And threatened to destroy our Cangshan school!"

"What?"

……

There is a valley in the Northeast boundary, which is called "blood Valley" because its streams and rivers are dark brown all the year round

Several decades ago, a man from the devil's road inadvertently passed by here. Seeing that he was full of spiritual energy and suitable for practicing magic arts, he set up a school here and established a blood dry hall.Because of the crooked door, the blood withered hall has entered the seven flows of today without entering the stream in a short time.

It's really commendable to have done this for decades.

A few years ago, in order to pursue a higher realm, the first leader died of being possessed by the devil, and the eldest disciple guixueshou succeeded the second leader.

Ghost blood hand is cruel and cruel. He often robs other forces and martial arts practitioners. Therefore, the sect develops faster.

Blood Valley, mountain rivers, streams connected, mountain howling continuous ups and downs.

At the entrance, the canyon under the hillside is like being split by a magic axe, and the river water is raging.

At the foot of the mountain, there are buildings of different sizes arranged together, which is the headquarters of xuekutang.

Three days ago, in the hall of xuekutang.

The hall leader's ghost blood hand is sitting at the top of the table, and there is a strong killing opportunity between his eyebrows.

The vice hall leader took dozens of disciples to the God devil tomb for training for more than a month. He did not come back, which made him unconscious and sent people to investigate.

I heard from my disciples earlier. There is a trace of vice hall leader at the entrance of the tomb, but it disappears at the mouth of the valley.

Obviously, the vice hall leader didn't enter the valley. He didn't return in January. Most of them were killed.

"Master."

After reading the letter, another vice hall leader said: "the second one hasn't come back yet. I'm afraid it's an accident. It happened that Cangshan sect was training in Shenmo Valley during that time. The time when they went out of the valley coincided with the time when the second one disappeared."

"Click."

The fierce ghost blood hand crushed the tea cup, and then said: "call on the brothers and go to Cangshan sect immediately with this seat!"

As Zhou ruoxiao expected, this kind of evil force, as long as there is a little doubt, he won't reason with you, he will try his best to revenge.

"No hurry."

The main road of the auxiliary hall.

"No hurry! My hall leader is going to kill people now! "

In the eyes of the ghost blood hand, the opportunity to kill became more and more fierce. The whole person was like a bloodthirsty maniac. He said with red eyes, "if Cangshan sect provokes me, it's the way to kill yourself!"

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