Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 219 Do you have any medicine?
The entrance opened again, and Zhang Ze followed Jin Qiong down the road. Looking at the traces of the tunnel, although it was regular, it was obviously not a relic from ten thousand years ago.

Perhaps the young master really felt that this place was foolproof and there were no restrictions or restrictions.

After walking for a while, I saw a hall in front of me.

The hall was brightly lit, but there were no mysterious magic circles or ancient giant soldiers, only disasters.

The evil cultivators gathered in groups of three or four at this time. Since they were the only ones here, they were talking and chatting in a somewhat unrestrained manner.

Zhang Ze strolled around and figured out the activities of these people.

Half of them are from the Hundred Demons Sect, and the rest are all independent cultivators of the evil sect.

The people of the Hundred Demons Sect were also divided into two groups. Half of them were wearing uniform clothes and guarding several corridors. They were probably the confidants of the young master.

The remaining half belonged to different groups. Listening to their conversations, they were all remnants of the destroyed branch strongholds.

They only talk to people they know well, and in groups of three or five they brag about themselves, talk about the bad things they have done, and compete with each other secretly.

These real numbers are normal, but there are also some people with strange temperaments who are not sociable.

For example, there was a monk dressed in black, standing alone behind a pillar without saying a word, wearing a cloak and looking like he had autism.

For example, those who practiced the Hehuan method had already agreed to go somewhere to practice with each other after the success to test their skills.

Abnormal, but also reasonable.

Although the conversation between these people was very open-minded, they also talked about some serious matters.

From what they said, they were summoned to recruit new members for the Ghost Horse Tripod of the Hundred Demons Sect. After passing the assessment, they could join the Hundred Demons Sect.

After there was no new information and these people started chatting about pornography again, Zhang Ze came to Jin Qiong again.

He was not in the hall, but in a stone chamber, having a secret conversation.

Jin Qiong is a man of medium build, with the cultivation level of Golden Elixir. He looks like a middle-aged scholar, and the magic weapon in his hands is two walnuts. Now that he is in his own territory, the walnuts have also revealed their original form.

The walnut turned into two ghost babies, crawling around in Jin Qiong's hands, licking his fingers from time to time.

"Jin Qiong, you are still so disgusting."

The two monks with ox-headed and horse-faced faces were standing with Jin Qiong. The one with the horse face was called Lu You, and the short and wide Taoist was called Ji Hu.

Jin Qiong ignored Ji Hu's rude remarks. After working together for many years, he knew that this man had a foul mouth. Not only did he regard himself as a Taoist priest all day long, but he also acted like a teacher.

He looked at Lu You and said, "You take charge of the situation here. I will go meet the young master."

Lu You bowed to him and signaled Jin Qiong to go.

Just as he took a step, Jin Qiong turned around and said, "Be careful. If you find someone unrelated sneaking in, you can..."

Jin Qiong made a throat-cutting gesture.

Lu You was a little impatient. "This place is secret. Everyone in the hall was brought here by Qi Hu and I. What do you mean by this?"

"I just want you two to be careful. After all, the trouble may be very serious and we must be on guard. The world is so big and there are all kinds of things." Jin Qiong said seriously.

Zhang Ze, who was listening on the side, nodded and said, "Indeed."

Before Lu You could speak, Jin Qiong added, "It's not that I don't trust you two, it's just that you've been busy with matters in the Spirit Realm recently and haven't been traveling outside. You don't know that the Sword Sect is no longer what it used to be."

"Don't take advantage of my ignorance. What's the difference?" Jihu shook his head, somewhat unconvinced.

"I've been traveling to Qingjing recently and have been to Cangshan again. The disciples from the six sects are no longer the same as before. They all carry magical instruments from the Thousand Machine Pavilion. Those instruments are extremely despicable and we must be on guard against them."

Zhang Ze, "?"

"I understand. Jihu and I will check it again. Don't make the young master wait any longer." Lu Youdian nodded.

This time, Jin Qiong didn't waste any time. He turned around and opened another secret passage, heading deeper into the cave.

The young master Ling Jiao was sitting in a study, drinking tea and waiting for Jin Qiong to come back and report. Behind him stood an old man, whose cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage.

But there was a collar around his neck and a dog leash hanging to the ground, with the other end held in Ling Jiao's hand.

Although Ling Jiao is called the young master, he is not young at all. He has thin cheeks and a wolf-like look.

Young Master is just a title. Anyone who is adopted as a son by the leader of the Hundred Demons Sect can be called Young Master.

The number of these young masters usually fluctuates between one hundred and one hundred and fifty, generally depending on how many of them have died recently.

And although he is called the Young Master, he does not have many privileges, because since the cockroach nest of the Hundred Demons Sect came into being, they have only had one Sect Master.

In addition, this hanged man chose his adopted sons very casually. He just handed the list to the elders without any review.

The selection method is almost random, and the basis is unknown. There have even been cases where six elders of the sect were unilaterally adopted as adopted sons.

Several elders of the Hundred Demons Sect have died, but the sect leader who is said to be immortal has never changed his bizarre hobby of wanting to be a father.

Therefore, the elders of the Hundred Demons Sect changed from having to find a young master to stand on their side to whoever the young master loves.

People like Ling Jiao are doing well. They have reached the Nascent Soul stage and not only have the power of a helm, but also have several loyal subordinates.

Ling Jiao has been in a good mood recently, simply because he has felt that luck is on his side since a few months ago.

Not only did he kill his competitor for the position of helmsman, he also refined him into his own ghost horse slave. Not long after, he found this secret place again.

Not only is the location of this secret realm hidden, but the thing found in it is even more magical. He has only explored it a few times. Although it is dangerous, he feels that if he uses it well, he can severely damage the Sword Sect!
If it weren't for the fact that the headquarters had ordered them to lie dormant and he didn't want to report his discovery for the time being, Ling Jiao felt that he might even have the opportunity to enter the headquarters and become an elder in the future.

It seems that this young master may also become the real boss.

"Greetings, young master." Jin Qiong's arrival interrupted Ling Jiao's thoughts.

"How is the task I asked you to do going?" Ling Jiao asked.

"I am incompetent and the men I sent out died. Yudong was also taken away by Wuming and should be hidden now." Jin Qiong said.

"Forget it, Wuming is dangerous. You can't defeat him, so let it go."

Zhang Ze, who was standing by the bookshelf in a daze, was very dissatisfied.

What does this have to do with me? How am I in danger?
Zhang Ze strolled over to the two men, sat down on the table, and waited for their next words.

"Although the information Yudong holds is very important to us, there is no need to rush. Once the Demon Sect's plan is completed, I will find a way to get it back. After all, he is one of ours."

Ling Jiao came to the place where Zhang Ze had just stood and stood with his hands behind his back.

"I understand." Jin Qiong really liked the feeling of his young master being in control of the situation, especially the domineering attitude that made him look down on the elders of the Hundred Demons Sect.

After a pause, seeing that Ling Jiao had no more orders, Jin Qiong continued, "How should we deal with those independent cultivators? Should we really recruit them into the helm? I don't think they can be trusted."

"They are just pawns. We only need them to explore the spiritual realm. And since they are here, there is no reason to let them go back."

"If the spiritual realm is successful, I can have as many subordinates as I want." Ling Jiao chuckled.

"Young master is wise. Even if all those evil cultivators from outside the sect die, it will not attract the attention of the Sword Sect." Jin Qiong sighed.

Seeing Ling Jiao walking towards the desk, Zhang Ze, a disciple of the Sword Sect, hurriedly changed his place.

Squatting in the corner, Zhang Ze pinched his chin, recalling the story Xia Yan had made up for him.

"What part of her story did these two idiots take so seriously?"

A little errand boy raising a panda? No. A little errand boy exploring the treasure house at night? That's not right either. It can't be that part, right?
Zhang Ze twitched the corner of his mouth.

Xia Yan's little story about mental retardation was originally written in an orderly and routine manner, until one day she had a writer's block and just wrote something casually.

Things got out of control after that. In order to justify her previous fabrication, she told the Hundred Demons Sect that the Beast Taming Sect was researching artificial humans.

That’s right, that’s what Xia Yan wrote. He said that the Beast Taming Sect was studying how to obtain the power of a bear from the womb without having any relationship with the bear.

Xia Yan originally thought that he was finished. After all, who would believe this nonsense?

But she didn't expect that from then on, the Hundred Demons Sect would pay more and more attention to him.

"Are these two idiots also making androids? And what is that spiritual realm? What does it have to do with androids?"

Looking at the master and servant who were chatting and talking about the situation in the four continents, Zhang Ze was not in a hurry.

Anyway, you will know what the spiritual realm is soon.

"We've made those people wait long enough. They should be more anxious than us now. Let's go." Ling Jiao said with a smile.

Following the two, Zhang Ze glanced at the old man with the dog chain, then contacted Bai Tao, who was staying in the beast control ring. Bai Tao was leaning on the cushion, holding Zhang Ze's golden elixir in her arms, reading a book with great interest.

"Bai Tao, is there any poison?"

Zhang Ze's voice suddenly came from the golden elixir, scaring Bai Tao.

"Yes, what kind do you want?" Bai Tao put down the manuscript, picked up the golden elixir and asked.

"The kind that can poison two Nascent Soul cultivators to death." Zhang Ze said it as if he was drinking soup.

".,No!"

"What about the kind that silently poisons seven or eight Jindan cultivators in a single breath?"

"nor"

"How come you, a doctor, don't have any poisons? How do you run a pharmacy?"

"Which doctor would have this thing!" Bai Tao was speechless. She felt that Zhang Ze seemed to have some misunderstandings about her.

"Medicine King Valley, Senior Sister Xiaoxue has it." Zhang Ze now regretted not asking Xiaoxue for some before leaving. She seemed to have a lot of that stuff.

"What is the cultivation level of your senior sister Xiaoxue?" Bai Tao asked.

"It seems to be either refining the void or overcoming the tribulation." Zhang Ze stopped talking halfway through.

After hearing Zhang Ze's answer, Bai Tao wanted to throw his broken golden elixir aside.

"So, what are you going to do?" Bai Tao asked after calming down.

"Sowing discord, poisoning, and stirring up trouble."

Zhang Ze told Bai Tao about the current situation outside.

Bai Tao rubbed her ears and thought for a while, "I have a medicine that can be used right here. It's colorless and odorless, and inhaling it alone won't cause any reaction."

"But once it's catalyzed by Yexiang Powder, it will immediately cause a reaction, and even Nascent Soul cultivators will be affected."

"What does this medicine do?" Zhang Ze was a little curious.

"Aphrodisiac." Bai Tao replied.

"?" Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment, "Don't you still have this?"

"Is there anything wrong with a doctor carrying some aphrodisiacs with him?" Bai Tao asked seriously.

Zhang Ze thought about it and felt that this thing would work. He just wanted that group of people to become chaotic and kill each other.

However, since it is just for enhancing sexual performance, you have to consider carefully who it is used for and use it effectively.

"How much do you have?" Zhang Ze asked casually.

"Five pounds, is that enough?" Bai Tao answered casually.

"Forget it, just listen to my signal later." After saying that, Zhang Ze ended the call.

In the hall, Xiao Han stood behind a pillar, pulled up his cloak, and looked at Ling Jiao in front of him who was painting a big picture for everyone, with only a sneer in his heart.

As an evil cultivator, an evil cultivator who thinks he has inherited Gou Dao's true teachings, he would not believe what this person said.

After all, the original intention was to rob the robbers.

At first, he just wanted to plot against the ghost-horse monk named Lu You, but something went wrong. He had no choice but to hide and pretend to be a monk who came here for refuge, and was brought here as well.

However, although he had to come here out of necessity, Xiao Han was not panicked. He knew that only Gou Dao would win in the end.

The plan now is to make these people panic first. Only when they are in chaos can I take advantage of the situation and leave this place.

Not only can you leave, you may also gain a lot.

The reward of picking up a Yuanying!
Xiao Han already had a plan in mind.

He didn't dare to look at Ling Jiao for too long. The consciousness of a Yuanying stage cultivator was not comparable to his own, and any evil thoughts he had would be detected.

"The Ghost Horse Technique transforms cultivators into Ghost Horse slaves. Humph, Ling Jiao, you didn't know that your strongest point is the reason for your defeat."

Xiao Han was standing at the back at this time. A cold light flashed in his hand under his cloak, and a magic weapon was held in his hand.

A piece of Yin-Yang jade ruyi.

This item came into being by chance, and it is specifically designed to counter the technique of ghost horse. Even the ghost horse slave of the Nascent Soul stage will be affected. Although he cannot use it, he can still liberate it.

But after this use, this Yin-Yang Jade Ruyi will probably be useless.

Han Xiao closed his eyes and thought, trying to suppress his presence as much as possible, thinking about how to divert the trouble away and use it without being noticed, and where he should hide in the future.
"I am not the only one who came here today with ill intentions, especially those monks from the other branches of the Hundred Demon Sect. If we can alienate them..."

Xiao Han thought to himself, and seeing Ling Jiao finished speaking, he had a plan in mind and prepared to act.

Ling Jiao didn't pay attention to Xiao Han. He stood with his hands behind his back and spoke loudly to everyone present.

"Everything you see and hear in the spiritual realm is an illusion, but you must not take it lightly. Whether you can join the Demon Sect depends entirely on your performance!"

"Only those who find a way to reach the top of that mountain can enter my ghost horse helm."

However, just as he finished speaking, he heard someone speak in a hoarse voice.

"Heh, he's just using us as pawns."

This sound is very disgusting.

Everyone looked towards the place where the voice came from, and the man in black standing in the last row.

Xiao Han was stunned.

I didn't say anything! Where did that sound come from? It seemed to be behind me!
Xiao Han, who was a coward to the core, was being stared at by everyone at this moment. He felt uncomfortable all over, as if he was crawling with ants. Even his excuses were a beat late.

Like being dragged into a dark house under the sun
"That's not what I said." Xiao Han's voice also changed a little.

But no one believed it. Although Xiao Han's voice was different from before, he could not argue. After all, the voice could be faked.

Of course it wasn’t him who said that, it was Zhang Ze who spoke.

There was no special reason why Zhang Ze chose Xiao Hanye, it was simply because he thought that this person was autistic and couldn't talk.

The other monks all had companions, so their voices were not as loud as expected and they were immediately recognized.

This person was alone and didn't speak a word from beginning to end.

If not him, who else should I mess with?

Zhang Ze, the instigator, was fiddling with those few pounds of aphrodisiac at this time.

While everyone's attention was on the autistic man, Zhang Ze released the aphrodisiacs from the beast-controlling ring bit by bit.

The young master Ling Jiao knew that the important matter was important, and that thundering measures were needed. However, before the thunder could come out, another strange change occurred.

He suddenly felt a heat in his chest!
poisoned!
The ones who reacted as quickly as him were those who practiced the Hehuan Dao.
Seeing this scene, Ling Jiao immediately became murderous. This place could not be lost, so he planned to keep all these people here.

Kill them all.

In an instant, a barrier descended, sealing off the space here.

Xiao Han, who had calmed down, also felt Ling Jiao's murderous intent. He immediately activated the Yin-Yang Jade Ruyi in his hand. At the same time, his chest caved in and he flew backwards several meters, his life or death unknown.

After receiving the order from the young master, several of Jin Qiong's confidants immediately started to slaughter the wandering cultivators in the field.

The ghost baby in Jin Qiong's palm suddenly grew bigger and pounced on a wandering cultivator while crying.

Lu You and Ji Hu cast spells at the same time, and ghosts flew out from behind them.
But what no one noticed was that the dog ring around the neck of the old man in the Nascent Soul stage, the ghost horse slave behind Ling Jiao, had a barely noticeable crack.

After a moment, the dog ring broke into pieces. The old man's eyes did not regain clarity, but he was still crazy. However, he slapped Ling Jiao's back with his palm.
At the same time, the ghost horse slaves of Jin Qiong and his men also broke away from control and began to attack their master.

Not only that, all the living people present felt their blood boiling.

All the brothers under him stood at attention. Every time they fought with the enemy, they felt their bodies getting hot and they could hardly control themselves.

As for Zhang Ze
He was squatting in the corner with his hands in his pockets, watching the show.

"Beat him! Beat him to death! Pull his hair! Bite his butt!"

(End of this chapter)