This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"Do you have any dreams? Or, do you have any beliefs that you must accomplish?"

The old man across from him tightly grasped his granddaughter's hand. His usually eloquent mouth was silent for a long time. He asked uncertainly, "Uh, what do you mean?"

The monk in charge of the interview flipped through the papers in his hand and patiently explained, "This is our standard question for joining the alliance. You can think about what you like most and what you want to happen the most."

Before the old man could reply, a young man behind him jumped out and shouted, "I know this! I want to become an invincible cultivator! Extremely strong! Just like Tianxuan Yuanjun!"

The old man was a little surprised. How could such presumptuous words be said in public? The interviewer nodded and said, "Okay, I'll write it down for you first... What's your name?"

"My name is Hawthorne!"

"You are not from Zhongzhou?"

The young man was anxious, jumping up and down, saying, "I am! But my father's last name is Huo, and my family has planted mulberry trees, so I should be called Huo Sang! Who knew that only people in Beiminghai were called that at that time!"

Seeing that this person wanted to cut in line, the old man coughed, quickly squeezed away Huo Sang and said to the interviewer, "Well... I have no experience in my life, I just want my daughter to be safe and sound, is that ok?"

"Of course!" The interviewing monk quickly wrote on the old man's "resume": "I hope my granddaughter is safe."

The old man was so nervous that his palms were sweating. It was his little granddaughter who noticed his nervousness. She shook him gently with her little fleshy hand and comforted him in a baby voice, "Grandpa! Don't be afraid!"

"Nannan..." The old man's eyes were a little moist. Nannan was only two and a half years old now, and she could hardly speak fluently, but he said this sentence very clearly - because he often said this sentence to Nannan who was hiding in the ruins.

The interviewing monk saw that both the grandfather and grandson looked like they had experienced great things, and sighed, "Don't be afraid, old man. Whether you can pass our assessment or not, the Hedao League will protect every kind-hearted person."

The old man picked up his daughter and nodded hurriedly, but suddenly he thought of something and asked the interviewer beside the table: "Well, do you need to be tested to come here? I don't know anything!"

The interviewing monk comforted him, "Old man, the test is very simple. Basically anyone can pass it. Just follow this monk. Don't be nervous. Okay, next one, Hawthorne!"

Huo Sang rushed over like a monkey, and couldn't wait to get close to the table and said with a smile: "Hello, big brother! I'm Huo Sang! I'm good at chopping and chopping! Oh, and I'm a dual practitioner of spiritual and martial arts!"

……

Regardless of how Hawthorne's interview went, the camera turns back to the two uneasy grandparents and grandchildren.

The old man carried his granddaughter into the gate behind the interviewing monk and looked around at this seemingly ordinary place.

This is a building complex formed by connecting two three-courtyard courtyards. The original wall in the middle has been demolished, and the alley in the middle has become a part of the Hedao League. The houses inside have actually been demolished. In their place, there are a total of eighteen long swords that are flashing a faint light. These swords are inserted into the ground for dozens of centimeters. Judging from the patterns on the hilts, these eighteen swords are a complete set, only distinguished by color.

The old man took a quick glance and roughly knew what these swords were used for. It was nothing more than a formation. The Hedao League deliberately chose these two houses as the foundation, and they must have taken a fancy to the feng shui veins underground.

However, he has not yet figured out what formation is being used, and he still needs to look at the Feng Shui swords in other places.

"Old man, come here." The monk who brought him in waved at him with a smile. The old man exclaimed, woke up from his own world, and quickly caught up.

While gently pulling away his granddaughter's hand that was pulling at his beard, he asked the monk who exuded a gentle and elegant temperament, "Senior, where are we going?"

"Haha, I don't deserve to be called a senior. You are the master of Izumi. I just joined the immortal sect by chance."

The old man sighed when he saw that his identity had been recognized, straightened his back, and said calmly: "Didn't they say that the remaining disciples of the Immortal Sect established the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance in the south? Why are you here?"

The monk kept walking. When he heard what Elder Xuantong said, he just smiled and said, "It's nothing special. We just have different beliefs."

"What is the difference?"

"This brings us to where we are going later." The disciple from the Immortal Sect smiled mysteriously, and after arousing old man Xuantong's curiosity, he stopped talking and continued to go deeper into the Hedao League.

The two walked through lush flowers, plants and trees, crossed a wooden bridge across the stream, and came to a large rock.

"The layout here is nice." Old Man Xuantong commented.

"Thank you for the compliment." said the monk.

Elder Xuantong looked at the young man with some surprise and asked in surprise, "If you have such ability, why are you acting as a guide here?"

The monk explained, "We in the Hedao League don't have a complete division of labor. I happened to be free today, so I came to help. Besides, everyone is equal, so how can there be a distinction between high and low?"

Old Man Xuantong was truly silent this time. He had not expected that the Hedao League, which was now at its peak, was actually so loose internally!

That’s it! That’s it!

He just came to find a place for his daughter to live a good life! What does these mundane matters have to do with him?

"Senior, please just put your hand on the stone."

Old man Xuantong looked at the big stone placed on the open space and tied with countless red ropes. He could feel that the stone was very spiritual and guessed that it should be an extremely rare stone monster.

He sneered and said, "How can you guarantee that this monster will not suddenly attack and hurt people? Or secretly absorb the spiritual power of the monks?"

Ah, it seems that this old man Xuantong is indeed a hermit master, and his thoughts are still so traditional and conservative.

The monk smiled and shook his head, placed his hand on the stone, and said to Elder Xuantong: "Please look."

Suddenly, a red light appeared on the stone! The red light shot straight into the sky!

Elder Xuantong and his granddaughter immediately retreated more than ten steps, staring at the monk vigilantly.

Nannan looked at the big stone emitting red light. She felt something from it and suddenly burst into tears. Amidst Nannan's crying, the two men looked at each other with awkward expressions.

The monk put his hand down, looked at his snow-white palm, laughed at himself, and said: "This is why I can never fully join the Hedao League in my lifetime."

"you……"

It was hard to tell what the monk felt from his expression. Elder Xuantong only felt that this young man, who was once full of vigor and vitality, was now very sad.

The monk quickly recovered and explained to Elder Xuantong: "This is the magic stone we use to detect whether the monks have crossed the line. Crossing the line means... attacking humans."

Elder Xuantong's aura surged, and he shouted, "Are you an evil cultivator?"

The monk sighed, looked up at the sky in the distance, and said faintly: "I am a monk from the Sky Dome Sect, Lin Ji."

"You have joined the evil cultivator?"

Lin Ji said: "Everything I do is right, but if it's wrong, it's wrong. If you think so, then I am wrong."

Old man Xuantong stared at Lin Ji for a while, then suddenly laughed. He strode to the stone and placed his rough big hand on it.

The stone didn't respond.

"how?"

"Welcome to join the Hedao League, Mr. Wang Zhongqi." Lin Ji said.