On the high ground, the trees were cleared, and a hall rose from the ground.—{2}{3}{w}{x}]

"Smart yourself..." One man looked at the two big words on the hall and muttered strangely: "What's this name?"

Others also had strange expressions, so what does it mean?

Wuming smiled without explanation. He walked into the hall, and the others immediately followed him.

There is a high chair in the center of the hall, with six wooden chairs on both sides, a total of thirteen, which happened to be for them to sit. Sitting in his own position, he took a photo of the stone tablet beside him, and the twelve people's eyes were immediately attracted. The first two big characters on the stone tablet were the two words "smart".

"Create trust, establish sincerity, establish virtue; independence, self-reliance, autonomy; love yourself, love others, love all things." The simple lines of big words seemed to contain an inexplicable charm, which made the twelve people a little dazed. In places like the Demon Cult, no one would teach them these things at all. What they learned was how to kill, how to guard against people, and how to eradicate the enemy... Others, hey!

Wuming looked at the twelve people with different expressions and said lightly: "From today on, we will be together. This seven-character land is where we stand. We are from the same sect, but we all understand what the Demon Sect is going on. Everyone has doubts in their hearts and cannot trust each other. Xinyi cannot be established simply. For our good survival, I have some interesting things..." He suddenly smiled, his face a little strange.

The twelve people were shocked and felt that it was not good. Such a smile seemed to be used to punish those disciples who made mistakes.

Twelve black lights flashed instantly, and the twelve people had not yet reflected. They found that Wuguang had penetrated from their arms. "What is this?" One person exclaimed, and the others immediately strode their arms to check. But they did not find anything wrong.

Wuming smiled slightly and said, "This thing is called the tarsalp. Together work. It is my original intention of creating this thing. I hope everyone can work together. The tarsalp represents its power. This thing is attached to your bones, each with its own connections and a sense of repulsion. With this thing, you don't have to worry about others calculating you."

What he said was very simple, but other people's hearts were filled with big waves. To put it bluntly, this thing is to control people, but there are more other functions. They are a little unbelievable, but they also have a feeling of rather believe it, because life in the Demon Cult is not a good memory. If this thing really makes others unable to calculate themselves, it is not a bad thing.

Wuming continued: "We have stood up in the branch hall, and the next step is to get familiar with the surroundings. You twelve people are in groups of two, take the paper and pen, and record the terrain with the branch hall as the center."

"yes!"

The twelve people stood up one after another and looked at each other secretly. Soon, they separated and formed six groups, and came out from all directions.

Wuming sat there quietly, and when the people left, he waved his hand and nine dragon stone pillars floated on his chest, only about three inches high.

This is what he used to activate the formation here. It is also a sensor that can cultivate the momentum around him into a piece. As long as someone walks in, he will know.

With a wave of his hand, nine stone pillars flew out and each inserted into the exact location. In an instant, the ghost fog forest changed, as if it had darkened for a moment, but it returned to normal in a flash, making people think that it was hallucinating.

The twelve people walking stopped, frowned secretly, with a strange look on their faces. Perhaps some smart people thought of Wuming's words. Ghost Fog Forest... Is there really something strange here?

Before dark, six groups of people came back one after another. After combining the maps in their hands, they would be the topographic map of the entire Ghost Fog Forest. Wuming took a look and said directly: "Very good! Tomorrow, you will continue. I not only want the topographic map of the Ghost Fog Forest, but I also want you to focus on the Ghost Fog Forest and want to spread around the entire Seven-Secret Land."

Speaking of this, he smiled and said, "I would like to remind you that there is a harm in the tarsal bone. On the full day of the moon, don't face the moon, as it will make you very painful."

The twelve people were stunned and each felt a little unruly. However, when the moon was in the sky at night, when they were facing the moonlight, the itchy feeling spread to their bodies instantly, making them tremble all over.

Only then did they believe that Wuming said the truth!

The poisonous hands, the sword, Xiaotian, Mei Er, Zhang San, Li Si, six people, half of them did not retreat. Mei Er, Zhang San, and Li Si were from Wuming. He established a strong outlook on life for the three of them. It is appropriate that they should not retreat. Wuming had to observe the other nine people, but unfortunately, only three of them stood up.

Yes, tarsal nail attacks are very painful, but they are also beneficial to practitioners. Its pain comes from the moonlight. When it is painful, the moonlight enters the body. As long as you hold back your practice, it will improve your body significantly and exercise your spirit.

Of course, this requires them to endure it before they can discover it. No matter how smart you are, you don’t feel it or guess it. However, if you don’t even give yourself the opportunity to feel it, how can you discover the advantages and disadvantages of the tarsal nail?

Mei Er, Zhang San, and Li Si have to try it out because of their outlook on life. There is no need to think too much about the three of them. They just want to see the power of the tarsal nails to see if they can remove him. This is a spirit of resistance. Surviving in the Demon Cult, it should be necessary to have this spirit. Unfortunately, most Demon Cult disciples do not.

Their resistance is to meet people of the same status, if they meet someone higher than them, it becomes a natural surrender. Even if they have other ideas, they will plan to start secretly.

There is no masculine spirit at all.

"Three people are not bad!"

Shaking his head, Wuming closed his eyes and calmed down. On the second and third days, these people expanded the topographic map outside and recorded them on the walls around the hall.

On the fourth day, something happened!

A group of people encountered an attack, and they were from the Seven Secretariat Sect. I think they also got the news.

"Don't kill me, I say..." One person was trembling all over at a cliff. Next to him was another dead person, whose head was cut off. In front of him were three disciples of the Seven Secretariat Sect.

Wuming's mind turned and sneered. The man's face turned into a twist with a "ah" sound. The three of them were shocked. Before they could come forward, they only saw the disciple of the Demon Sect trembling all over and bleeding on his skin. Soon, they turned into a bloody man and lost their breath.

"Senior Brother, this..."

One person could not help but say when he saw such a terrifying scene.

The eldest brother shook his head and said, "The magic sect's methods are indeed strange. It seems that the people who came this time are not simple. Two junior brothers, let's go back and report to the master immediately."

After the three of them left, Wuming also withdrew his mind and laughed silently. The place of Ghost Fog Forest is very strange, and he was not afraid that the Seven Secret Sect would discover it.

The reason he chose this place was because it was hidden here. His secret was not only inside, but also outside. From the outside, you can hardly see traces of the Ghost Fog Forest, as if he was hiding in the void.

This is also the wonder of the formation here.

In the evening, the fifth group of people came back. Everyone looked at the two of them and their faces became ugly for a moment. They knew that those group of people might be in danger.

Such things are very common in the Demon Sect. Not to mention outside, even the headquarters in the Great Snow Mountains will die every day.

Wuming glanced at the ten people and said, "It seems that the people from the Seven Secretariat Sect have discovered us. Don't be afraid, this place is very secretive and cannot be discovered by the Seven Secret Sect."

His words were bland and unconvincing.

"I don't want to say anything extra. If you are afraid, stay in the woods and don't go out. Wait for a while, and you can go and have a look."
Chapter completed!