As soon as the sound came out, it immediately turned into a wave of thunder, and the fireballs on the stone pillars around it suddenly darkened again. The huge echoes were heard and swung in the cave, giving people the illusion of heavenly power.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Greetings to Senior Ye."

The figure gradually condensed and turned into a middle-aged man in his forties. He looked handsome, with eyebrows as bright as a dot, eyes as stars, and face as white as jade. He looked at Wang Lin, with no expression on his face and said:

"Mu Yong, you step down."

Mu Yong, who was kneeling on the ground, quickly said yes, stood up cleanly and flew quickly to a hole around him, and there was no sign in a blink of an eye.

Ye Zizai waved his right hand and a thin curtain of light suddenly swept away. He sighed lightly, with a slight melancholy feeling, and said slowly: "Wang Lin, you are not a disciple of my Siren Yin Sect, so don't be restrained. My junior brother Wu Yu must have encountered trouble. Wang Lin, there is no third person here, so you can talk about it."

Wang Lin thrust his back. Before he came, he had already thought about the matter about Wu Yu's disciple, and it was impossible to hide it from Ye Zizai, a master of Nascent Soul stage. Fortunately, he told the truth.

After a moment of pondering, Wang Lin told his experiences and experiences in the ruins of the jungle.

Ye Zizai listened quietly, without saying a word. After Wang Lin finished speaking, he sighed lightly, closed his eyes and pondered for a little while, and said in his heart: "What Wang Lin said should be true. Before leaving, Junior Brother Wu Yu said that the corpse puppet is about to advance, and what he said just now is in line with Junior Brother Wu Yu's personality. Corpse puppet rebellion, alas. Junior Brother, how can the corpse puppet rebellion be as easy as you said? Even I can't defeat the corpse puppet in the middle stage of foundation building.

If you ask Wang Lin to send a letter, it may have a deeper meaning..." Thinking of this, Ye Zizai swept his spiritual sense and suddenly exclaimed. In his opinion, the martial arts practiced by Wang Lin were very similar to the corpse Yin Sect, and both had Yin and cold attributes. After pondering for a moment, he understood what his junior brother meant.

Wu Yu was calling for help while recruiting a disciple for the Ziyin Sect. Ye Zizai's spiritual sense passed by Wang Lin and stared at the monster A Dai. After a long time, he completely understood Wu Yu's idea. This A Dai's system was born to be suitable for practicing the Ziyin Sect's martial arts.

Ye Zizai withdrew his gaze and spoke slowly: "Wang Lin, he is Ah Dai who has been with my junior brother for several years."

Wang Lin nodded.

Ye Zizai took a deep breath and said decisively: "Wang Lin, I see that your spiritual power is cold in your body, and it can be said to be of the same origin as my Zi Yin Sect. Practicing here will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort. Are you willing to become a disciple of my Zi Yin Sect?"

On the way he came, Wang Lin had already guessed what might have happened, and Ye Zizai's intention to recruit him was also expected, so he said respectfully without saying a word: "Disciple is willing."

Ye Zizai nodded and said, "Forget it, since you met Junior Brother Wu Yu by chance, you should really be his disciple. From now on, you will be the second-generation disciple of my Sirenyin Sect."

After saying that, he pointed at the weird Ah Dai and said, "I want to take this Ah Dai away." Seeing Wang Lin hesitating for a moment, he smiled and said, "This Ah Dai has a deep relationship with Junior Brother Wu Yu. I will not harm him. I want to accept him as my disciple myself."

After saying that, he swung his right hand, threw out a dark blue jade slip, grabbed A Dai's body with his big hand, and disappeared into the cave with a roar of A Dai.

Wang Lin took the jade slip, swept his spiritual sense and his face suddenly became strange.

There were only some simple magic in the jade slip, and there was no cultivation method of the Corpse Yin Sect. Wang Lin thought about it for a while and felt relieved. This was because he was worried, but Wang Lin didn't care.

While checking, Mu Yong poked his head and walked out of a hole. After finding Ye Zizai left, he immediately flew to Wang Lin. He was about to speak when he suddenly noticed the color of the jade slip in Wang Lin's hand. He was shocked and took a few steps back and said respectfully: "Disciple Mu Yong, pay homage to Master."

Wang Lin was stunned, looked at the jade slip in his hand, and smiled and said, "Brother Mu doesn't have to do this. Is there any explanation for the color of this jade slip?"

Mu Yong looked at the jade slip in Wang Lin's hand enviously, and smiled bitterly, took out a light blue jade slip from the storage bag, and said, "Master, you didn't have a jade slip just now, so you and my peers are called unobstructed, but now you have a jade slip, and the rules of the Ziyin Sect are strict, how dare I call you Brother Wang again...

Look at the color of the jade slip in my hand. The jade slip is the only identity certificate of my corpse Yin Sect. The jade slip of the ancestor is blue, the master is dark blue, and the elder is light blue, and the rest of the disciples are all white."

Wang Lin put away the jade slip and was about to speak when suddenly the fireballs of stone pillars around him flashed a few times, and several thin smoke scattered and intertwined, turning into a wisp of blue smoke.

Mu Yong's expression moved slightly, he pinched his right hand and said in his mouth: "Come"

Qingyan immediately surrounded Mu Yong and quickly came to Mu Yong's side, drilled into his forehead, turned into dust and disappeared.

Mu Yong closed his eyes slightly, opened it soon, and smiled at Wang Lin: "Master, Master Ye has just passed on the news and arranged a training room for you. I'll take you there now?"

Wang Lin was quite surprised by some of the secret techniques of the Corpse Yin Sect. For example, the message just now was actually through the smoke. Wang Lin touched his chin and nodded with a chuckle.

Mu Yong's body moved and flew towards a hole around him. Wang Lin stood up and followed him.

The two of them were very fast in the cave. Mu Yong briefly introduced the Corpse Yin Sect along the way. In addition, Wang Lin had a certain understanding of the Corpse Yin Sect through some of the words of the young man in the formation.

The Siren Sect, one of the four Demonic Sects, and more than a thousand disciples from the sect, all live underground and have their own dedicated practice rooms. Except for some disciples who need to go out to purchase, most of them devote themselves to practicing.

In fact, it is not suitable to say that it is a magical path. Compared with the demonic flames of the Tiandao Sect, the *yin evil of the Hehuan Sect and the murderous aura of Wufeng Valley are everywhere. Although the Zi Yin Sect has corpse puppets, it is more of a cultivator.

Every disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect is practicing wildly. The reason for this phenomenon is a series of cruel systems. Those who fail to reach the tenth level of the Qi Condensation Stage within 10 years, those who fail to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage within 30 years, and those who fail to reach the Ox Formation Stage within a hundred years will be trained into corpse puppets.

This bloody system was like a whip, beating all the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect, forcing them to practice wildly.

Every year, several people are refined into corpse puppets. Every time they are refined, all the disciples will watch the ceremony and take it as a warning.

Similarly, every year, some disciples are sent out to find mortals with excellent roots and bones. No matter how many methods are used, they must seize the sect and supplement the number of disciples who have lost it.

It’s not that there are no disciples who want to resist, but before entering the door, all disciples will be removed from their souls and sealed on the jade slip. The jade slip is divided into four types. The ancestor’s green jade slip can control all the disciples under the sect. Similarly, the master’s dark blue jade slip also has this effect, followed by the elder’s light green jade slip.

Under the control of the layers, no one dared to resist. Mu Yong pointed out in a vague way that the Siren Yin Sect is a huge sect, and the State of Zhao is just a branch. He had seen the envoys of the Siren Yin Sect from the level five states come here to patrol. The envoys' slaves all had the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage.

Wang Lin became more and more shocked the more he heard it. He couldn't help but wonder why Ye Zizai didn't take away a trace of his soul to seal it when he gave him a jade slip just now?

The same doubts came from his body after Ye Zizai returned to the deepest cave underground.

"Why didn't you pull his soul into the jade slip?" The hoarse voice was like two iron blocks rubbing.

Ye Zizai patted A Dai's head with his right hand, sealed A Dai's five senses, turned around and sat cross-legged on a black stone bed in the cave, and pinched his right hand to his forehead. He suddenly trembled all over, and an illusory figure slowly moved out of his body.

The figure was quite blurry and could not see clearly. After leaving Ye Zizai's body, he floated in the air, especially when he looked a little by A Dai, and suddenly, his left hand was about to grab A Dai's head in the depths.

Ye Zizai frowned, and he made a gesture with his right hand and spit out a mouthful of blue infant fire. As soon as the infant fire appeared, it immediately turned into a long rainbow that blocked the figure's claws.

"Rakshasa, this Ah Dai is the successor my junior brother implied to be appointed by the emperor. You should not hurt him!" Ye Zizai said coldly.

The figure smiled, floated, held his shoulders with his hands floating aside, and said sharply: "Ye Zizai, you and your junior brother are just the furnaces we are waiting for. Your junior brother walked quickly and left before Lord Zi had a spiritual sense. It's ridiculous that he actually asked you for help. This is simply a trap. Ye Zizai. Now that he knows where he is, why don't you go and help Lord Zi swallow Wu Yu?"

Ye Zizai's face was gloomy, stared at the other party, and sneered: "Don't let me obey your orders before you completely devour me. As for that Lord Zi, I will neither help Wu Yu nor help him. Whether I can swallow my junior brother depends on his ability."

The figure smiled and didn't care, saying, "Since you don't want to, I won't force it. However, the next group of five-level sects of the divine consciousness body are ready. There are ten people this time. You have to choose a furnace and remember your identity. You are just a foreign affairs disciple of my Zi Yin Sect, and there are also this kid named Ah Dai. What do you plan to deal with?"
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