Mo Wentian nodded and said in a deep voice: "Four elders, the four elders now have eight inner disciples and ten outer disciples. However, as a foundation-building sect, the number of disciples is still too small, so the senior brother decided to go down the mountain to recruit disciples in person."

Lei Wanshan and others knew that the leader had secret methods to practice, which could identify whether mortals had spiritual roots? Therefore, the practice speed of Wuji Sect's disciples was extremely fast and destined to have extraordinary achievements on the path of cultivation. However, as a foundation-building sect, the number of disciples was too thin and it must be supplemented to ensure the great cause of Wuji Sect.

Mo Wentian looked around and continued, "Senior brother is going to go down the mountain tomorrow and bring two disciples, thank God. The affairs of the sect need to be paid attention to by the four elders."

Now there are eight inner disciples of the sect. The eldest brother Sun Shixiong assists Mo Wentian in charge of the law enforcement of the sect, Jin Linfeng and Ye Han assist Ye Wuying in charge of external affairs, Qian Yucheng assists Lei Wanshan in charge of the transmission of merits, and Shi Zhenfeng is responsible for the defense of the sect. Only Qian Yucheng is idle and is idle on weekdays and repeatedly violates the rules of the sect. He is locked up and is as ordinary as drinking water.

Naturally, the four of Lei Wanshan and the others had no objection. They respectfully responded and said they did not dare to say that they did not dare.

Mo Wentian waved his hand and signaled them to go down. Then he walked out of the sect hall with his hands behind his back and waved to call Shi Zhenfeng over. The two of them inspected the special building complex of the sect one after another.

The next day, the sky had just brightened. A crane sounded on Wuji Peak, and the flying cranes flapped their wings and flew. Two young men in green clothes were riding on them. The morning sun shone on their faces, as if they were carved from the same mold, with their appearance and expression exactly the same.

Behind the flying crane, a fierce light followed, and there seemed to be a vague figure on it. If there was not enough spiritual consciousness, it would definitely not be able to sense it.

Half an hour later, the spirit crane flew over Qianhe Town, but did not fall. A "cry" sound of cranes resounded throughout the world.

The entire Qianhe Town was in full bloom, and countless townsmen knelt on the ground, looked up at the sky, and shouted: "It's a spiritual crane, an immortal!"

Mo Wentian's voice was a little illusory, and it came from mid-air: "I want to recruit disciples in Qianhe Town. If you are a young man who is interested in immortality, you might as well come quickly."

While he was speaking, the flying crane landed on the open space. Two young men in green clothes floated to the ground. They took out the Grand Master chair covered with spiritual sable fur from the storage bag, arranged it uprightly, and said respectfully: "Please also live someone to show up!"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared on the sermon chair. Although they were covered in a black cloak, the majestic momentum of the sea standing and clouds hanging like a tsunami. Even the townsmen standing a hundred feet away had a feeling of being looked down upon by heaven, as if the man in the black robe was the sky, the master of God, as if all things in the world were killed and seized by him.

Qianhe Town belongs to the sect of Huijian Sect. Its leader Ren Pingzhi was in the town at this time. He witnessed the situation in the distance and suddenly became angry. He also coveted the spirit crane in his heart. He walked forward with an angry face and said in a threatening tone: "The wild monks from there actually dare to recruit disciples on the territory of Huijian Sect. It is simply seeking death. If you don't give up the spirit crane quickly, the leader will let you go and spare your life."

Before his words could be finished, the man in black robe suddenly waved his left sleeve and angrily shouted: "Get out!"

Suddenly, without any signs, the wind blew up in front of Ren Pingzhi's feet, rolling him into the air, and for a moment, disappeared into the sky with the strong wind.

The entire Qianhe Town was immediately silent. In their eyes, Ren, the leader of Huijian Sect, was an immortal with great magical powers, but he was easily driven away by the man in black robe in front of him, as if he was driving away a fly. This person's magical powers were really horrifying.

In the silent crowd, a dirty boy suddenly emerged, wiped his snot with his sleeve, and shouted loudly: "Xianchang, boy Lu Yifeng, I am willing to follow Xianchang and learn immortal arts."

Mo Wentian looked down at him and immediately grasped the information about the boy. He actually had spiritual roots and had high qualifications. He couldn't help but feel happy and said loudly: "Okay, come here, you will be a disciple of this sect in the future."

Sometimes this is true. In the eyes of secular people, the fate of immortals is impermanent and cannot be reached by ordinary people. However, if it is placed in front of you, no one can take that short step. This child named Lu Yifeng is born with the root of cultivating immortals and asking about the Tao. After walking out resolutely under the eyes, he opened another door to his life.

Lu Yifeng ran over happily, kowtowed to Mo Wentian and thanked him, and stood behind the two of them.

"No! That little beggar named Lu also has the qualifications to cultivate immortals? Then my kid might have it too."

"Not bad! I don't believe that all of them have no life?"

"Tiezhu, come here quickly and go up later, but you have to show off and not embarrass our old Niu family."

Seeing Lu Yifeng easily being taken into the mountain gate by the immortal, the entire Qianhe Town was in full bloom and they called their children one after another. It was obviously a thoughtful thing. After all, the fate of immortality is rare, and such an opportunity cannot be missed in vain.

Under the organization of Xie Tian and Xie Di, the teenagers waiting in line in Qianhe Town were divided into ten people and walked forward one by one. Mo Wentian checked his qualifications. It took him half a day. In addition to Lu Yifeng, five teenagers with spiritual root qualifications were also selected, two men and three women, but the qualifications were all very average.

All six disciples were asked to ride on the spiritual crane, and two disciples Xie Tian and Xie Di were taking care of each other. Fortunately, the Feitian Crane was a peak spirit beast at the third level. Although it was a little crowded, there was no problem carrying the eight people.

The spiritual crane roared with a clear sound, soared with wings, carried eight people, and flew quickly towards Mangshan. Mo Wentian Yujian followed far behind.

After returning to the sect, it was already afternoon that Lei Wanshan ordered to take care of six disciples. Wuji Sect recruited disciples in various towns in Qinghe County. It was a secret of the sect. In order to prevent the leakage at this time, Mo Wentian specially issued new sect rules. The new sect disciples were not allowed to leave the sect without permission from the sect. This matter was supervised by Sun Shixiong.

After practicing in the practice room for a night, the next day, the sky was just bright, and Mo Wentian came to the top of Wuji Peak, and together with Xie Tian and Xie Di, they left Mangshan and went to Jianghe Town under the jurisdiction of Shushan Sect to recruit disciples.

For dozens of days, Mo Wentian recruited disciples in various towns in Qinghe County, and recruited a total of 75 spiritual root disciples. If he met a disciple who was coming to stop him, he would wave his sleeves and use the hurricane technique to sweep him a few miles away.

Not long after, the Qi Refining Sect in Qinghe County was in a panic. I knew that there was a Foundation Building True Man recruiting disciples in various towns. Foundation Building True Man being arrogant. How could they afford it? Some timid and afraid leaders took the initiative to cooperate, prepare fruit tables and chairs, summoned the young people from all over the town, and led the disciples of the sect to wait for Foundation Building True Man to recruit disciples.

On this day, Mo Wentian rushed to Qingye Town alone with his sword and recruited two more disciples with spiritual roots. The Wuji Sect had 100 disciples with spiritual roots, which was considered to have reached the number of disciples who had been upgraded to level 3. Therefore, there was no need to bring the two with thanks. After all, the number of outer disciples increased sharply, and they still needed to take care of them in the sect.

Mo Wentian came to the sky above Qingye Town, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to sense it. After a long time, he opened his eyes. A sneer came from the corner of his mouth. The sharp light of the cold light blade flashed in the air, and his black figure in his cloak appeared on the street.

Qingye Inn is the largest restaurant in Qingye Town. It has three floors high, carved railings and painted buildings, and is decorated very magnificently. It was not yet noon, but it was already crowded with people inside.

Zi Ying, the head of Jiuye Valley, sat in the east of the private room on the third floor, carefully accompanying a guest for a meal. The four most proud female disciples, two of whom were serving tea and wine, and arranged dishes. Two of them were shaking long bamboo fans behind to cool off the wind of life.

Zi Yingdong said with a smile: "Thousand-faced true man, the man in black robe is really arrogant and ignorant. He dares to make trouble in Qinghe County. Don't you know how powerful Feiyun Sect is? It's simply seeking death."

The Qianbian real person was an old woman with chicken skin and crane hair. She sneered like an owl, dipped her fingers in tea, and slowly wrote four words on the table.

The female disciple of Jiuye Valley who was serving on both sides swept away from the corner of his eyes. The four words seemed to be covered with blood, and they couldn't help but recite in their hearts word by word: "This person will die!"

But at this moment, the door was pushed open with a creaking sound. A disciple of Jiuye Valley who was in charge of inquiring about the news said in a panic: "Sect Master, it's not good, the man in black robe is here."

"Okay, come!" Zi Yingdong's expression was calm. Qiubo turned around and glanced at the old woman, with a smile on her face: "There is a way in heaven and no door to hell. Since he has come, don't think about going back."

Mo Wentian hadn't walked on the street for long, and suddenly many people came from the inn in front. Zi Yingdong, the head of Jiuye Valley, surrounded by several disciples, greeted him with a smile and said, "The real person is Zi Yingdong, the head of Jiuye Valley. The real person is coming to Qingye Town. It is really unforgivable to welcome him!"

Mo Wentian snorted coldly and said in a hoarse voice: "Princess Zi, speak less nonsense, quickly summon the young people in the town, I want to recruit disciples here."

Zi Yingdong twisted his delicate body, like a willow swaying lightly, approaching two steps, and laughed sweetly: "The real person has great magical powers and infinite magic power. My younger sister admires it very much. She is willing to serve the left and right in the posture of a willow, overturning the rain and clouds, and enjoy the joy of bed together."

Her voice was very charming. When she fell into Mo Wentian's ears, she felt her heart was shaking and her spiritual consciousness was dazed. While he was alert, he was puzzled. With the strength of his spiritual consciousness, even if a monk in the early stage of foundation building used the charm technique, he might not have any reaction? Zi Yingdong is just a cultivator who has perfected Qi Refining. How could the power of his magic be so powerful?
Chapter completed!