Yi Yan walked out of the room door, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, a little warm.

He Zhiwen took Yi Yan all the way forward, turned a few houses, and saw Baishan.

Although the house here is not tall and just made of wood, it is considered exquisite.

As soon as Baishan met, he said to Yi Yan: "Brother Tian is back today, and he wants to see you."

Yi Yan didn't know who the brother Tian was mentioned by Baishan, so he nodded. He came here to find out who the main personnel of the God-worshiping Church were, and at the same time he had to find out what kind of abilities they all had.

Baishan led Yi Yan out of Zhongmen Village and headed straight to the top of the mountain.

There are lush forests on both sides of a mountain road, but there are no big trees in it. You can see the roots of the trees left there, all of which were cut down.

When I arrived halfway up the mountain, I saw a wooden house built along the mountain, some of which were connected to big trees and based on big trees.

Looking for a wooden ladder, he entered the house, and two people guarded the door.

Baishan came to them and said a few words. One of them went in. After a while, he came out and told Yi Yan to go in alone.

Yi Yan glanced at Baishan, but Baishan had no expression. He just said, "Mr. Qisu, please come in, don't let Brother Tian wait for a long time."

Yi Yan had a long sword hanging around his waist, and passed by the two men and entered the house.

The house is dark, and even during the day, the lights are lit in the house, not to mention that it is night now. There is no one in the house, but there is a door on the other side that is covered with a faint door.

He walked slowly over and gently pushed away.

It was a very simple room. There was a person in the room wiping a long sword with a yellow cloth, and the long sword was shiny.

Yi Yan stood at the door and said, "Seven Summits pay homage to Brother Tian."

The man was tall and his clothes were not luxurious, but rather rough as a farmer. He said without looking back: "You are not someone from my worship of God, why do you call me Brother Tian? I was originally just a carbon burner in the mountains, and there was not so much attention. My name is Xiao Chaogui, and many people call me Xiao Chaizi. Now no one calls me in person, but I still call it that behind my back. You can call me whatever you want."

Yi Yan looked at his tall body and thick back, but he felt a little embarrassed. There were many things to say about a title, so how could he scream randomly?

Xiao Chaogui was still wiping the sword, probably not hearing Yi Yan's answer, and said, "Forget it, you'd better call me Brother Tian? I heard that you have been asking about our worship of God. Are you trying to join us worship of God?"

Yi Yan said: "I found out that I worshipped God's religion to meet Mr. Yilong."

"Oh, he is now in Guiping Prison. You are a destiny and must have known it." Xiao Chaogui said.

"I know soon." Yi Yan said.

"Just just want to meet?" Xiao Chaogui said.

"I heard that Mr. Yilong has the talent of conquering heaven and earth, so he just wants to ask some things in person and resolve his doubts in his heart." Yi Yan said.

"Yilong does have the talent of conquering the world, but unfortunately he was in Guiping's prison." Xiao Chaogui said lightly.

Yi Yan keenly felt that this sentence seemed wrong, and he felt a sarcasm for Mr. Yilong.

Xiao Chaogui suddenly turned around and looked at Yi Yan with bright eyes. The pair of eyebrows were thick and black, the face was dark, and there was a big scar on the left cheek, which was not like a sword wound, but seemed to be burned by something.

He said, "Then you can't see me now, are you planning to leave?"

His language is very strong, very similar to Baishan, which should be the Hakka accent.

Yi Yan was shocked. He noticed the danger, was silent for a moment, and said, "I walk all over the world and practice myself. Zijing Mountain is unique. I am just trying to stay here for a little longer."

Xiao Chaogui smiled and said, "Okay, I won't ask about your origin. As long as you are a cultivator, no matter what your origin is, you will not refuse to deepen your cultivation."

Yi Yan remained silent and refused to answer.

Xiao Chaogui said, "As long as you are willing to join the teachings of God, I can give you divine art. I think this will be of some use to your practice."

Although Yi Yan was calm on the surface, he was a little shocked in his heart. What he could give people magic is required to practice Taoism, and it was not something that ordinary people could do. What he wanted was not how profound his cultivation was, but a kind of identity was needed.

"Who is he?" Yi Yan asked in his heart.

"What do you think?" Xiao Chaogui asked.

He suddenly felt in his heart, and he felt that he would not be able to walk out of the room as long as he refused. Although Xiao Chaogui was just asking now, he could not see any danger, but his feelings were always extremely accurate.

Xiao Chaogui's words were very straightforward and his mind was so straightforward that others could not escape. Just like he cut down a tree before burning carbon, he had to cut into the tree every time he cut down.

"I don't make things difficult for you. There is nothing wrong with joining our worship of God. Not only can we obtain divine magic, but there is no harm. Why not?" Xiao Chaogui stood in the light holding a sword in his hand, as if he was about to cut down a big tree with a pull-out rack.

Just by turning around and standing, there was a meaning that thousands of magic and magic would be cut off by his sword in front of him.

Yi Yan was instantly captured by momentum, as if a huge rock weighed down his heart and mouth. His mouth could not speak, his body could not move, and his heart was shocked.

Xiao Chaogui continued, "Since you don't speak, you're agreeing, it's very good..."

Yi Yan was shocked. He didn't expect that Xiao Chaogui, who looked so simple and innocent, would act like a person who would do this, just like pushing a tree to cut wood, extremely thick and straight.

Of course he was unwilling to do so. Now seeing Xiao Chaogui’s actions, he thought that there would be no harm in joining the church. How could Yi Yan believe this?

His mind was suppressed, and even the turtle Gu Yuanshen could not move. Xiao Chaogui suddenly raised the sword in his hand, pointed the sword at the sky, and said something in his mouth. The void suddenly seemed to crack. A light of gold covered Xiao Chaogui's body. As soon as the cold and majestic aura came out, Yi Yan was even more surprised. However, before the surprise in his heart disappeared, Xiao Chaogui had already pointed at Yi Yan with one sword.

Between this flash of lightning, a blue cloth covered Yi Yan's eyes ignited a piece of green flame. The blue flame disappeared in a flash, but the blue cloth had disappeared. The blindfolded eyes under the blue cloth had been opened at some point.

Two green eyes, with just one glance, my mind was shaken, as if I was about to be absorbed into the bottomless abyss.

Yi Yan's face turned away and his eyes were staring at Xiao Chaogui. The light golden light on Xiao Chaogui's body disappeared quickly like an oil-free lamp, and the sword he stabbed would not have the power to calm people.

"Huh." Xiao Chaogui exclaimed in surprise, the sword in his hand had been withdrawn, and Yi Yan's eyes closed again.

"What kind of magic are you? I have seen many practitioners who know extraordinary self-awareness, but under my sword, few of them can move."

He suddenly used the sword to stab the sword. After the magic technique was broken, he then put away the sword. His voice and expression did not fluctuate, as if he was cutting trees and hoeing the ground just now.

"Has Brother Tian used this technique to many practitioners?" Yi Yan asked.

"The practitioners come to my Zijing Mountain and always want to show off. Unfortunately, there are not many who have real knowledge." Xiao Chaogui said, but Yi Yan dared not look down on him at all. He suddenly realized that such a person who seemed unpretentious was really cunning. What he did just now was to lure him with words, and then suddenly attack him. The attack failed, but he could resolve the conflict between the two casually. It seemed like everything was just a trivial matter in the country.

Yi Yan did not dare to relax at all, Xiao Chaogui said again: "Many practitioners came to this Zijing Mountain and were only dedicated to provoking the rebellion of my worship of God and creating a purity, but did not join us worship of God and worship of God. This is really abominable. I will let all of these people join the church."

"According to Brother Tian, ​​there is no harm in entering the sect, so why would they not enter?" Yi Yan asked.

Xiao Chaogui said, "If you want me to say that there is no harm at all, but it is harmful in your eyes. If you enter my teachings and receive the heavenly talisman in my teachings, then the magic you learned before will not be used, and you can only use the magic skills of the Emperor God taught in the teachings. Most practitioners' magic skills are just tricks to deceive people, so how can they compare with the magic skills of the Emperor God? It's better not to have those magics, do you think so?"

Yi Yan was stunned and thought to himself: "This is really unacceptable to practitioners. How could they give up their years of practice and join your worshipping gods?"

I also understand that it is normal for those practitioners to come to this Zijing Mountain and face his Emperor's magical magic, it is normal that they have no power to resist. It is not easy to cast spells in this Zijing Mountain, and it is even more difficult to have great power.

He thought silently for a while, and Xiao Chaogui was just waiting beside him.

After a while, Yi Yan asked, "I don't know what this heavenly plaque is?"

"The Heavenly Literature is the Heavenly Literature. You are a practitioner. Don't you know what the Heavenly Literature is? I worship the God Church and worship the only true god in the world. Naturally, there are Heavenly Literatures that come down to restrain the world."

Yi Yan felt that Xiao Chaogui didn't know much about practice, so he asked again: "If I join you to worship God's religion, what kind of magic can I get?"

"If I give you divine art, I will naturally give you everything I can. You are a practitioner and should be able to use many divine arts, but the others will not do it." Xiao Chaogui said.

"Why is this?" Yi Yan asked.

"I don't know either." Xiao Chaogui replied quickly, with a hint of impatientness in his tone.

Yi Yan was silent for a while and said, "I am willing to join the God Church, and I will ask Brother Tian to give him a talisman."

Xiao Chaogui immediately smiled happily and said, "Okay, okay, finally someone is willing to take the initiative to join my worship of God. More people will definitely join us worship of God in the future. If you volunteer to join the church, that is another way."

"What method, are there any rituals?"

"It's not that complicated. Take off your shirt." Xiao Chaogui said.

Although Yi Yan was a little confused, he made up his mind and did as he did.

I saw Xiao Chaogui coming to Yi Yan's back with a long sword in his hand. Yi Yan felt a bright light behind him, followed by a cold and majestic aura, and then a pain in his back.

I saw Xiao Chaogui chanting something in his mouth, and the sword in his hand danced like a spiritual snake, rising from the back of Yi Yan's neck and writing it with the pattern of the sword tip.

There was a golden light on the body of the sword, and it penetrated into the blood flowing from Yi Yan's back with the sword, turning into an unknown rune. It stopped the sword when it reached the back of the waist.

The runes of that one were wrapped around his back like life. At first glance, it looked like a golden dragon circling up, with teeth and claws spreading, and blood was mixed in the golden dragon, like a skinned dragon, dripping with blood.

"Okay, there is a heavenly stick on your body. You are now a member of the God Cult. As long as you stay in the Zijing Mountain for a longer time, you will naturally be able to obtain magical skills. As for how much you can get, it depends on yourself." After Xiao Chaogui said that, he had already walked to the other side of the room, grabbed the scabbard, inserted the sword into it, and then let Yi Yan leave, and there was nothing else to say.

Yi Yan was shocked and suspicious, and finally retreated. Baishan was still waiting. He asked Yi Yan how he was. Yi Yan only said that he had entered the school. Baishan was overjoyed and said, "It will be a family in the future." He also said that Yi Yan wanted to take care of him. Yi Yan had something to do in his heart, but he just dealt with it casually.

Until he returned to his residence and was alone, he was still a little uncertain. He had just entered the God worship church so simply, and he would have been a member of the God worship church from then on.

He really made up his decision to join the God worship religion not because he wanted to find out the news, nor because he could obtain the God worship magic by joining the religion, but because of several reasons, one of which was because of the sword in Xiao Chaogui's hand, which was called "Killing".

When Yi Yan saw Xiao Chaogui, he found that his eyes had fallen on the sword around his waist three times. And when he was performing magic, he was very familiar with the aura. It was the breath he had already penetrated into his bones. How could he admit his mistake?

He reached out and took off the sword at his waist, looked carefully, and found that both the scabbard and the hilt were exactly the same as the killing sword in Xiao Chaogui's hand. He pulled it out, and there was a touch of red in the sword body, and blood penetrated into it. There were two words at the hilt of the sword - Taiping.

The word "Taiping" has a strong killing aura, but he saw that the word "Kill" in the killing sword was particularly gentle.
Chapter completed!