The young men, who were originally like frightened birds, immediately showed a surprise expression after seeing the medicine gardens everywhere in Zangyun Peak. They began to look for precious medicinal materials they had heard of. They always had to raise the volume every time they spoke, hoping that the disciples of Zangyun Peak could hear how "learned and talented" they were.

Apart from childishness and stupidity, Jun Wuxie cannot find the third word to describe these lambs to be slaughtered.

The disciples of Zangyun Peak brought them to the residence of the disciple's sect. Zangyun Peak is worthy of being the second peak. Even the disciples live in the huge courtyard are scattered with their heads down, as if they have no interest in these junior brothers who have just joined.

The disciples in Zangyun Peak are well treated, and each one is a single room. The treatment of residence is not even comparable to that of the disciples in Qin Yue. In Qingyun Sect, two or three people live in one room unless they are the elders or heads of the sect.

After entering their respective rooms, a group of teenagers were laughing at the superior treatment in front of them, and they all said they had left their luck.

Jun Wuxie's room is adjacent to Qiao Chu. In the north corner of the entire yard, next to it is a pool of spring water and rockery, which looks very elegant.

Sitting down on the chair in the room, Jun Wuxie swept the situation in the room one by one. The bedding was brand new. Although it was a little simple, it was considered clean. But just before he sat down, Jun Wuxie's brows frowned slightly, and a familiar smell of blood lingered in her breath. The smell was very light, so light that it was almost impossible to detect. If her sense of smell was not different from that of ordinary people, I would probably not have noticed the faint smell of blood.

Following the almost inauspicious aura, Jun Wuxie walked to the table beside the bed. The paint on one corner of the table was new, and his eyes were slightly brighter than other places. Jun Wuxie took a short and delicate dagger from the cloth bag with him, and the paint on the corner was scraped off. The brown paint was scraped off bit by bit, revealing the true color of the log. However, when you look closely, there was some dark red blood stains in the wood. The blood stain seemed to have been stained not long ago. After dripping on the table for a long time, it was soaked in the wood, moistening the wood with a layer of blood color. Even if it was washed, it could not be washed.

"It's really interesting." Jun Wuxie sat back on the chair, staring at the blood color that was covered with desire, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.

Zangyun Peak is really full of dangers. I am afraid that the person who originally lived in this room would have just died soon, otherwise the smell of blood would have completely dissipated.

Ke Zangju recruits a large number of disciples every month on the 15th, but she had just observed secretly that the total number of people in the courtyard where the disciples live was only more than 100. Judging from the degree of Ke Zangju recruiting twenty or thirty new disciples every month, this number is not an exaggeration even if it is ten times more.

However, judging from the situation where Ke Zangju took the people this time, he only accepted her and Qiao Chu in public, but in private he asked his disciples to recruit dozens of people back.

If Ke Zangju uses this method to attract people every month, I am afraid that outsiders will not be able to see the strangeness of Zangyun Peak.

After all, in the eyes of many people, Zangyun Peak has never existed so many people.

Even the traces of existence were quietly smoothed out, which is really a good method.

Jun Wuxie got up, took out a sealed porcelain bottle, gathered the scraped paint together, poured the liquid in the porcelain bottle into it little by little, and the cracked paint was melted a little bit. Jun Wuxie gently wiped the bottom of the bottle and applied the dissolved paint to the scratched corner of the table. In a moment, everything returned to its original state.

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Chapter completed!