"Jia Sidao?" Not only Xie Yunliu, but also Xu Tianji and Miao Sanjiang were surprised. They did not expect that there would be an acquaintance among the five people opposite.

Taking advantage of their shock, Jinshi Zhenren suddenly narrowed his eyes and quickly ordered: "Everyone sacrifices magic weapons to kill Yunliu Zhenren."

The five real people from the Liberated Cultivator Alliance immediately sacrificed the flying swords with low-grade magic weapons, and all of them killed Xie Yunliu.

Xie Yunliu immediately released a fourth-level golden light shield talisman. Xu Tianji and Miao Sanjiang's expressions changed slightly. He quickly sacrificed the lower-grade magic weapon and immediately intercepted the other party's two lower-grade magic weapons.

Three low-grade magic weapons hit the Golden Light Shield Talisman. Xie Yunliu felt a shock in his whole body and immediately took two steps back. However, at this moment, he suddenly became elbows and armpits. The two evil real people standing quietly behind him suddenly stretched out four hands, each of which held the dagger of the low-grade magic weapon. The sharp blade on it flashed through the sunlight, and all of them plunged into Xie Yunliu's back, and blood soared out instantly.

Xie Yunliu let out a miserable scream and hurriedly waved his palms and slapped at the back. Miao Sanjiang and Xu Tianji did not expect that the Double Evil Real Person would turn against each other, but they thought that the other party was lurking in Feiyun Sect, and they were furious at the moment, and they all cast magic to attack him.

The Shuangsha Zhenren screamed, his arms were chopped down, and a head was smashed to his shoulders, but he did not die. He tore open the cloak and escaped from it. The cloak was bombarded with spells, but the people inside were already standing next to the Jinshi Zhenren.

The man seemed to be a demon in hell. The sunlight shone on him, and he actually had two heads. However, one had broken and drooped on his neck and four arms below his shoulders. However, two had been cut off and blood could not stop flowing out of it.

The surviving head suddenly turned around and looked at the head that was broken on the shoulder. A look of pain flashed in his eyes, and he said with gritted teeth: "You are very good. You actually killed my brother. I want you to pay back your blood debt."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Shuangsha Zhenren immediately used the set of dagger magic weapons with both hands and rushed towards Xie Yunliu, who was seriously injured. He was the deacon of the Random Cultivator Alliance and Feiyun Sect. Because he practiced some kind of incomplete magical power, he had another head and two arms in his body. He also had the consciousness of two people in his mind, so he was named Shuangsha Zhenren.

Jinshi Zhenren immediately ordered: "Xie Yunliu is already injured. He quickly sacrifices magic weapons and kills them all here."

At present, the six foundation-building real people from the Alliance of Random Cultivators have sacrificed their magic weapons to surround Xu Tianji and three others in the middle. Feiyun Sect has been in a precarious situation.

In the Lingyao Valley, not far from the entrance of the Spirit Stone Mine Cave.

Mo Wentian's expression was slightly dark, and suddenly he sacrificed the Fan Ri Sword and split the hole of the stone wall in front of him. He entered.

A cold wind blew from inside, with a faint smell of corpse scent of human body. Mo Wentian frowned and saw the light of night pearls flashing in the stone chamber in front, and he couldn't help but walk over quickly.

But when she walked to the door, she found a man standing there, a woman wearing a veil. She was holding a basket of flowers in her hand, and stood there without moving, looking indescribably weird and terrifying.

Mo Wentian walked over and reached out to pat his hand. It was OK. It was indeed a person, but he was a wax man. He felt a chill that penetrated his fingertips into his heart. He quickly shrank back. When he turned around, he suddenly realized that there was more than one person here.

Looking around, I saw dozens of people in the stone room, some sitting upright and dressing up; some resting on the couch; some standing upright in a daze; different postures and different expressions.

The light of the night pearl shines the entire stone chamber as if it were daytime. The dozens of people here are all wax people, and they are wax people poured from living people. They wrap the dead bodies in a layer of oily wax, but they are displayed alively in front of each face, and they look unusual.

Mo Wentian felt cold all over his body. The appearance and expression of these women made him think of someone in his mind without exception, that was Cheng Xiaolan, who had disappeared.

From this point of view, Jiang Zhengming had completely changed his temperament. Not only did he live in seclusion, but he also had harmed several mortal women. Mo Wentian couldn't help but feel regretful. If he had known that Jiang Zhengming would have been killed on the spot in the spirit stone mine of Wanling Valley, he would have long since killed Jiang Zhengming on the spot, and would not have seen such a tragic incident today.

In the entire cave, there was no aura of Jiang Zhengming. It seemed that he had already come out of the mountain. Maybe he was a woman who went to the town to plunder mortals and then brought them back to make them into wax people.

Mo Wentian used the Fan Ri Sword to split a huge stone pit on the ground, placed all the wax people in, and then bulldozed them all. These mortal women were very innocent. Since they saw it themselves, let's put them in peace!

When he returned to the spirit stone mine cave, the heads of the six sects led their disciples to come up and salute respectfully.

The first-grade spirit stone mine is not very big. Qingling Sect and Shushan Sect are responsible for searching for spirit stone mines, but the disciples of the two sects quickly came out one after another, and behind them, fifty or sixty ragged mine slaves were followed.

These mine slaves were plundered from Feiyunmen everywhere. After a long period of work, they were not only thin and thin in their bodies, but also looked exhausted, their eyes were empty and lost, and they looked in front of them blankly.

Mo Wentian used insight to check their information and found that they were basically at the fifth and sixth level of Qi Refining, only a very small number of them were at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and a small number of people actually had spiritual roots.

Zhao Tiange, the head of the Talang Sect, observed his expression and immediately stepped forward and said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, you have been enslaved by Feiyun Sect for several years. Now, under the leadership of Master Mo of Wuji Sect, our fellow Qinghe County members have united to kill hundreds of Feiyun Sect disciples in Qingniu Mountain and rescue you from the spirit stone mine!"

Speaking of this, he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Your lives were saved by Master Mo of Wuji Sect. Master Mo is your reborn parent. Why don't you come forward and thank you quickly."

The faces of the mine slaves were filled with ecstasy expressions. They were enslaved under the dark spirit stone mine for several years. They originally thought that it would be difficult to see the light again in their lives, but they did not expect that the Feiyun Sect, which was as stable as Mount Tai in Qinghe County, was actually captured by other sects. They immediately became excited and stepped forward and knelt at Mo Wentian's feet, saying in unison: "Thank you for your life-saving grace by Master Mo!"

Mo Wentian laughed and said, "You have worked in the spirit stone mine for several years, but you don't know where to go? If not, I will take you as registered disciples of this sect."

Speaking of this, he continued: "If you have a good performance, you can choose the best to become an outer disciple of this sect. What do you think?"

"Zengzhu Mo saved our lives, and it's all right. I'm willing to obey!"

"As long as you don't become a mine slave, everything is fine, and you are willing to become a registered disciple of the Wuji Sect!"

"We have no place to go for free cultivators. As long as Wuji Sect is willing to take in, they will serve the sect loyally in Xia Bentan."

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At present, except for a very small number of people who have other places to go, Mo Wentian is not in a difficult situation. The other fifty monks expressed their willingness to become registered disciples of the Wuji Sect.

After obtaining sixty mine slaves, he subdued fifty registered disciples again. The strength of Wuji Sect rapidly expanded, but the registered disciples and mine slaves did not belong to the registered disciples of Wuji Sect. Only disciples above the outer sect can truly be regarded as the foundation of Wuji Sect.

When Wuji Sect becomes the overlord of Qinghe County and becomes famous throughout Yunzhou, there will definitely be a large number of casual cultivators asking to enter the mountain gate. Their origins are not very innocent, and some are even abandoned disciples of other sects, and they may not have spiritual roots. If all of them are listed in outer disciples, there will be a significant hidden danger for the sect, so it is very necessary to set up registered disciples.

Ask five inner disciples to lead fifty outer disciples and sixty mine slaves, the number of cultivators in Wuji Sect is far superior to that of the other six sects.

Mo Wentian looked over and frowned. Outside the Spiritual Medicine Valley, the Alliance of Cultivators and Feiyun Sect must be fighting for life and death. It would be easy to say if the Alliance of Cultivators wins, but if the Feiyun Sect has the advantage, then sixty mine slaves will become unstable factors, and it would be better to stay in the Spiritual Medicine Valley.

Thinking of this, he immediately made a decision and ordered: "Elder Gu, you will lead the monks of our sect to guard this place to prevent other accidents."

Gu Aoxue nodded, she was meticulous and knew that the head of the sect was afraid that the sixty mine slaves would turn against each other, so she asked her to closely monitor the Lingyao Valley.

Mo Wentian nodded, as if he was thinking of something, and sent a voice to Ye Wuying and said, "Elder Ye, the current situation is unclear and I don't know what the situation is outside? If we can't resist, we might as well use the teleportation token."

Ye Wuying nodded with a heavy expression. If he had no choice, he would definitely let his disciples return to the sect quickly.

Mo Wentian looked around coldly and said loudly: "The disciples of the other six sects followed the orders and gathered with me to the exit. We waited for an opportunity to fight out."

The disciples of the six sects were all excited, and they immediately responded. Of course, they understood that outside the Lingyao Valley, there were two tigers fighting between Feiyun Sect and Qingyuan Pavilion. If they could seize the opportunity, it would not be difficult for Wuji Sect to dominate Qinghe County.

At this time, outside the Spiritual Medicine Valley, the Alliance of Scattered Cultivators and Feiyun Sect were in a fierce battle.

On the battlefield of the Foundation Establishment Real People, three real people have fallen in the Alliance of Cultivators, only Jinshi Zhenren, Qingyuan Zhenren, and Double Evil Zhenren, and Double Evil Zhenren were only one arm left. Jinshi Zhenren and Jia Sidao both looked pale, obviously because of the extremely severe damage to magic power. Obviously, they both despise Xu Tianji's strength and their faces were a little ugly.
Chapter completed!