The large spiritual weapon of the sect flew through the air barrier at an extremely fast speed, carrying the disciples of the Qianzhushan Sect toward the underground world.

There are more than 10,000 disciples in the Mingzhou sect like Qianzhushan Sect, which is just a list of disciples. These disciples also have parents, wives, concubines, children and brothers. Therefore, the Qianzhushan Sect is actually a sect city with hundreds of thousands of people.

However, this is also strictly classified:

Outer disciples, inner disciples, registered disciples, true disciples, inheritance seeds. Foundation-building Immortal Master, Golden Elixir Master, and Old Monster of the Nascent Soul.

The outer disciples have to bear most of the sect tragic servants, so they are secretly ridiculed by some people as tragic servants. The daily practice time is very limited, and it is almost impossible to successfully build a foundation if the spiritual root qualification is slightly inferior. No, it is difficult to advance to the late stage of Qi refining.

Just like the uncle Chen Kang and Mr. Chen in front of Zhang Lie at this time, unless on holidays, the outer disciples can only wear gray and black Taoist robes in the sect. Mr. Chen Kang can wear blue clothes because he is over 60 years old and has been in the position of the middle-level manager of the underground mine veins for a lifetime. Therefore, he was granted the identity of an inner disciple, but in fact it is not very meaningful, although it is very likely that he himself did not think so.

After serving for twenty years, the outer disciples were allowed to bring their parents into the sect, a wife was allowed, and a concubine was allowed, but the offspring could not exceed five. Each of them would either be sent to the mountain or handed over a considerable fine for a spirit stone.

You can receive five lower-grade spirit stones every month. If there are no special circumstances, you must not delay the sect's sermon mission. Even if there are special circumstances, you will be secretly recorded and will affect your future promotion.

The outer sect disciples have the hardest time, but the number is at least 80% of the total number of monks in the sect.

The inner disciples, Zhang Lie's third junior brother An Shijie and the fourth junior brother Jin Zuzhi, are both in this rank. One wife is allowed and five concubines are allowed, but the offspring cannot exceed twenty. They can receive ten lower-grade spirit stones, two commonly used elixirs such as Peiyuan Pill, Lingyuan Pill, and Fighting Pill every month. There will be tasks distributed by the sect every day. If there are no special circumstances, they must not be delayed or refused. Those who work hard and make great contributions to the sect can be promoted to the inner disciple at the age of 60, and wear blue and white Taoist uniforms on a daily basis.

The number of inner disciples accounts for about 8 to 10% of the total number of disciples of the sect, and the proportion will fluctuate. The number of outer disciples and inner disciples accounts for 90% of the entire sect. Not only Qianzhushan Sect, but also all the seven sects in Mingzhou, and even all the immortal cultivation sects in the world are like this.

The remaining ten percent are true disciples, six hundred and foundation-building immortal masters account for four percent. As for the Grand Master of Jindan and the Old Monster of Nascent Soul, they basically do not account for the proportion.

True disciples can wear and change the style and color of their favorite Taoist robes at will, and are allowed to have a wife, and are allowed to have twenty concubines. The offspring cannot exceed twenty. They can also receive twenty low-grade spirit stones, Peiyuan Pill, Lingyuan Pill, Fighting Pill, and other common elixirs, as well as auxiliary cultivation equipment that can be changed every ten years: silk Taoist robe, eagle crown, straw shoes, jade pendant, and clear heart cushion.

It is very casual for true disciples to choose the task of the Deacon Hall, and it is often only a few years before they are assigned by the Deacon Hall. If you think the task is too frequent and unreasonable, you can also appeal to the sect. However, this situation is rare. As for the seeds of inheritance above the true disciples... the old monster of Yuanying has taken in the disciples, at least it must be a powerful and powerful disciple of the Jindan Grand Master Book, so that it can have this Qi Refining Realm class. Anyway, the Qianzhushan Sect does not exist at the moment, and it may be secretly there, but Zhang Lie doesn't know it.

Because the entire Chifeng Mountains and Qianzhu Mountain Sect are built on a fourth-level middle-grade spiritual vein that has been cultivated for many years. Even if mortals live in it for a long time, they will cure diseases and prolong their lives. Although the spiritual energy consumed by mortals is far from comparable to those of immortal cultivators, especially those of high-level immortal cultivators, any sect will still consciously limit the total number of mortals in the sect to avoid unnecessary consumption of spiritual energy.

The underground ore veins are eight thousand meters away from the surface. No matter how fast the ground is, it will take some time.

Zhang Lie sat in the shuttle, watching the changes in the scenery outside the shuttle. There were actually some animals and plants in the underground world. I don’t know how they survived without sunlight. When the shuttle fell to a certain depth, the originally normal light inside the shuttle suddenly turned into a dark red color, and at the same time, there were harsh alarm sounds.

"What's wrong?"

"Underground ghost tide!? I haven't met it once even if I sit ten times, why did I meet this time?" Chen Kang, who was originally closing his eyes and resting, quickly stood up after the alarm sounded. There were many people in the shuttle like him.

"Underground ghost tide, what is that?" Zhang Lie asked in his heart while sighing at the treatment of his protagonist.

"Don't worry too much, just be careful. I can't encounter a vicious underground ghost tide once a thousand times. This time it seems normal. I can just hold Yuan Shouyi for a while and continue to meditate. Although it's quite a struggle, it should not be a big deal for a true disciple like Zhang Lie. Just treat it as practicing and polishing your own spiritual consciousness." Chen Kang said this, but the next moment, four spiritual iron steel rings suddenly pierced from both sides of Zhang Lie's constellation. Zhang Lie stood up in shock and let the steel rings fall into nothing.

However, when Zhang Lie glanced at him, he found that no one in the shuttle had avoided the spiritual iron ring and allowed him to bind himself.

"Don't worry, everyone! This alchemist is a new sect from the sect. I don't know much about the situation. Zhang Lie, just sit down and meditate, and it will be over in a while." When Uncle Chen Kang yelled like this, there were strange roars and howlings in Zhang Lie's ears, as if there were many people experiencing extremely tragic and extremely terrifying things.

At the same time, a large amount of black fog emerged from somewhere in the shuttle. From the black fog, there seemed to be red-eyed ghost faces flying like real and illusion. Along with the black fog, the "sound of hell" coming from his ears became clearer.

Zhang Lie gradually understood what was going on. He quickly sat up cross-legged, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and kept his mind.

(From 1947 to 1991, the former Soviet Union launched a crazy project called "Earth Telescope". Their research methods were simple and crude, and they drilled directly. Under the leadership of the Soviet Union's powerful national strength, they successfully drilled downwards of 12,226 meters. When the drilling operation reached a certain level, they put the camera and microphone into the bottom of the drilling well. The sound sent back seemed to be the wailing of countless people in hell, as terrifying as the end of the world. This recording is still maintained in BCC and is called the sound of hell.)

As his spiritual consciousness and internal strength are increasing, Zhang Lie's memory is becoming stronger and stronger. After he has been promoted to the late stage of Qi Refining, he can even recall a certain webpage he had read one day in his previous life. At this moment, Zhang Lie naturally quickly thought of this matter. At this moment, the flowing shuttle was accompanied by the sound of ghosts, and the black aura entangled in everyone present like flames, invading the five consciousnesses of his mouth and nose, trying to invade the cultivator's body.

In front of Zhang Lie sitting cross-legged on the ground of the shuttle, there was even a large ball of black flames condensed into a heavily armored ghost general with a sword. It roared with red and red eyes. Seeing that Zhang Lie refused to open his eyes, he became more angry. He suddenly raised the ancient ingot knife in his hand, slashed it diagonally, and slashed straight towards Zhang Lie's face.

Although he closed his eyes and kept his five senses tightly, Zhang Lie could actually sense it. When the ancient ingot long sword almost slashed Zhang Lie's forehead, the man suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, the ghost general's ancient ingot long sword slashed by, as if he had broken through the mirror flower and water moon, bursts of waves of void.

The next moment, all the dark mist in the flowing shuttle disappeared, and the sound of ghost roars filled with his ears disappeared. Only the knife wounds left on Zhang Lie's left forehead and the hot blood slowly flowing down reminded that what Zhang Lie had just experienced was not an illusion, at least, not a pure illusion.

(The truth is also false when it is true, and the false when it is false when it is false? Even if it is an illusion, as long as the subject thinks it is true, then it is true. This...) Touched it, then took it in front of you and looked at the bloody red between your fingers. Zhang Lie seemed to have some enlightenment and gain something.

At this time, the light of the entire Shuodi Shuo returned to normal again. Everyone who was locked by the seats around him had their freedom one by one. Judging from their mood, they had basically encountered such a situation once or twice. As long as they hug Yuan Shuichi and make sure that this ghost tide does not pose a threat to them, then there is a high probability that there is no threat.

The reason why Zhang Lie was injured was that on the one hand, he lacked enough experience in dealing with it, and on the other hand, his spiritual cultivation was much stronger than the people around him, which triggered a more intense confrontational reaction to a certain extent.

"Oh, why are you injured, Mr. Zhang? Fortunately, you are not seriously injured. The first time you deal with this kind of thing, you will inevitably suffer from inexperienced losses. However, this is rare. You have been confined for five years and don't need to go out. Once you enter and exit, the possibility of encountering a ghost tide next time is very low." Seeing that Zhang Lie was injured by the ghost tide, Chen Kang was slightly surprised and did not understand why the spiritual cultivation of the true disciple was so weak. However, in order to avoid Zhang Lie's embarrassment, he still enlightened this way.

At this moment, bursts of screams suddenly came from the shuttle behind: "Zhou Xianlong was taken over by the ghost tide, and Zhou Xianlong was taken over by the ghost tide! Hurry up, stop him."

Chen Kang obviously knew this monk named Zhou Xianlong, and his expression changed when he heard the sound and hurried over.

Zhang Lie wiped the blood off his forehead. His self-healing ability was amazing. At this moment, the wound on the forehead had been closed again by the wood-beard-like substance. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't even see any scars, and the scar was healing quickly.

There were many people around. When Chen Kang and Zhang Lie squeezed over, Zhang Lie saw that the spiritual iron rings on everyone around him had been untied, but there was only one person who had not untied them, and even at this moment, it was still entangled and stirred up the golden magic light.

"Old Li, Lao Wang, you let me go, I'm fine, I'm fine!"

"Aren't we good brothers? Don't you save me!"

The fierce struggle and twisted. In the gap when he suddenly turned around, Zhang Lie noticed that the person's eyes were mostly covered with black gas, and at the same time, the whole person was emitting a gloomy and cold magical aura, which made the monks around who had been engaged in production operations for many years and who had almost never engaged in combat at all times were at a loss, wanting to help but not daring to approach.

"Oh, what should I do? Lao Zhou was taken over by the ghost tide, and now his magic power has begun to be transformed. If he is completely transformed into a ghost cultivator, Lao Zhou will be finished."

"Now there is still some distance from the mining area. What can we do? We can't really use magic weapons to hit him."

At this moment, Zhang Lie walked over from behind Zhou Xianlong and pointed to the sword and hit the point at the Dazhui point behind the neck. The Dazhui point is also known as the Death Lock of the King of Hell, or it is called the highest point in the back position. If the strike point is accurate, it can instantly invigorate the yang energy in the whole body and penetrate the blood vessels. Therefore, with Zhang Lie's cold and heavy fingers, Zhou Xianlong's entire body stretched forward, and then quickly stopped.

Zhang Lie has the method of practicing body to close his own acupoints and has profound and pure magic power. He is not as afraid of ghost energy like the monks around him. Therefore, he came to Zhou Xianlong's front and hit several points one after another to seal the magic power and spiritual power around him. As long as there is Zhou Xianlong's own magic power in this body, his soul and spiritual consciousness will not be completely eroded by ghost energy. But in this case, Zhang Lie only had the method of delaying and no solution. The ghost energy in the depths of the earth is ubiquitous. This is common sense in the Taoist world, but Zhang Lie did not expect that this situation exists in the underground ore veins for many years, and he was unprepared in advance.

"Okay, he won't make trouble for the time being and will not be in danger of his life, but there is a spiritual master who specializes in dealing with this situation in the underground mine veins? My method can only save his life temporarily. If time has been delayed for a long time, he will still die without special cracking and treatment!"

"There are special ghost cultivators in the underground mineral veins. Just keep the situation from worsening temporarily. Lao Zhou is really lucky this time and actually meets the true disciples of the sect." Because Zhang Lie's Taoist robe was obviously different from the blue, black and gray Taoist robes around him, the monks around him were all respectful and awe-like. Most of the monks who worked in the underground mineral veins for a long time also knew that their great way was hopeless, and only those who were like in front of him had the opportunity to attain the great way and compete for the living space for the human race in this world.

The huge gap in strength, status, and even the huge gap in future promotion potential, of course, made most monks present feel respectful and awe.

…………………

"Hahahaha, the true disciples of the sect are different. You just came here and gave us the face of the second district leader. That boy Old Zhou can save his life, thanks to you, Master Zhang."

Finally arrived at the underground mining area. Zhou Xianlong, the only one among the people who was eroded by the body, was quickly controlled by everyone and sent to the ghost monks in the mining area, who were specially dealing with this matter.

Seeing that his old friend Zhou Xianlong's condition had been completely suppressed, Chen Kang let out a long sigh and patted Zhang Lie on the shoulder, admiring and feeling.

"Everyone's cultivation is not much different. I just felt that Uncle Zhou had a cultivation level of about the seventh level of Qi Refining, so he was the only one who was taken over, but no one else?" Compared to Uncle Chen Kang's praise, Zhang Lie was more interested in such things.

"On the one hand, this is a problem of luck, and on the other hand, it is also because of psychological problems. Back then, Zhou Xianlong's first wife fell in love with a Lingzhi husband he hired and ran away. This is not a big deal. Zhou Xianlong took out all his property to take revenge. The Deacon Hall directly sent two inner disciples to take charge of the matter. For no more than ten days, the adulterer was caught. Zhou Xianlong tortured the adulterer to death, but from then on, his children became enemies with him, the father. Oh, Zhou Xianlong had blood tests, and that was indeed his biological children."

"But his father tortured his mother to death. How can he pass the threshold in his heart? When he was young, he didn't say much. After he grew up, he went out to pass the order. Even if he left the spiritual veins of this sect, he would not live in the same world as his enemies who killed his mother. Over the years, he has not encountered a ghost tide and nothing happened. Until this time, there is a problem here, and the general method cannot be cured." As he spoke, Uncle Chen Kang pointed to his heart.

"It's a troublesome to do things in underground mine veins? Then why not bring your wife down?"

"The fire flame erodes the body of the cultivators, let alone the mortals. The number of female monks is smaller than that of male monks, let alone those among us, who has the energy to serve women?" Even the cultivators at the bottom of the class are the aristocratic rank among humans. There is never a shortage of young and beautiful women. Not to mention the mortals in the mortal who are harbored by the power of cultivators in the mortal world, even the rich and powerful officials in the mortal world give gold and silver to send their beautiful daughters to the bed of the cultivators.

Why?

The royal families in many countries in the mortal world are of the blood of high-level cultivators. If an official has a daughter who acts as a concubine in the cultivator's cave, even the emperor will be polite to you. What's more, the cultivator shoulders the status of protectors of human civilization and pioneers in this world. A woman admires the strong. Is there any stronger existence in this world than a cultivator?

Of course, once you really get married, you may find that it is not the case. The low-level spiritual planting husbands among the lower-level immortal cultivators seem to be very different from what they do. However, every immortal cultivator has good wisdom and strong physiques, especially compared with mortals in this era, so they can be suppressed in most cases.

After years of exploration and mining, although the spiritual iron reserves are still endless, there is a blazing and iron ash breath in the air. In the environment of excellent spiritual energy quality in the mountain gate, most monks have to adapt to it for a long time when they come here.

Zhang Lie swallowed and spitted the fiery and turbid spiritual energy, and felt quite uncomfortable between his lungs. However, he could also feel that the wood spirit energy in his body was faintly suppressed. At the same time, the wood spirit symbiosis and the water spirit symbiosis rebounded at the same time, purifying the blazing impurities in his body, which would make Zhang Lie uncomfortable, which would be beneficial to his body, which would make Zhang Lie relaxed his body and mind, and would be a huge hidden danger to his body. This comparison is also very interesting.

When he arrived at the headquarters of Dizi Mining District, Chen Kang noticed that Zhang Lie was following him, his face was not flushed, his breath was not breathing, and his expression was as usual. He couldn't help but sigh again, feeling that the other party was suffering. He didn't know that every time Zhang Lie sucked a mouthful of turbid air in the ground, he passed through the symbiosis of the two spirits in his body, purifying him twice. He was much more relaxed than himself.

Not long after entering the main hall, Zhang Lie was surprised to find many white-skinned people. However, before he could ask Chen Kang, a red-haired and blue-eyed person came up with a few subordinates.

"Sir Chen, you are back, your loyal servant Hod expressed your most sincere greetings to you." The man with red hair and blue eyes stroked his chest with his hands and held the tribute very respectfully.

"This is Master Zhang Lie? Your loyal servant Huode is willing to serve you."

"Nephew Zhang, this Huode is the next-level manager of the mine vein here. In fact, he is doing most of my daily work for me. You can leave any chores to him. This guy is quite appropriate to do things."

"Houde, lead the way and explain the various mining matters of the Ling Iron Ore Veins." Chen Kang's previous words were said to Zhang Lie, but the latter words were said to Hude.

Then, the three of them stepped on the flying swords together and flew out, along the huge stone wall, rolling golden and red magma, and watching the huge underground mining area of ​​the sect.

In the wastelands and barren mountain areas of this world, many humans are unable to survive without the protection of immortals, so they sacrifice their blood relatives and offspring to demon gods and evil ghosts in exchange for protection. This is the so-called lewd temple.

After a long time, many strange people mixed with demonic bloodlines gradually emerged, including the Seigo people and Kunlun slaves.

Among the former are blue eyes, green eyes, green eyes, etc. Some people have red hair, while others have purple and green hair, and pale hair. These colored human aliens have obtained the blood of demons. They are tall and have white skin. However, when you look closely, most of them have large pores, rough cortex, vigorous hair, and poor feel.

However, there are also a very small number of people with good physique and delicate skin. One person has a creampie, which is the best in the world. The skin is like milk, extremely delicate, the whole body is like boneless, with a beautiful figure and charming charm. This is the best concubine, known as the Persian cat.

The latter is a kind of interracial dark-skinned alien. They have white teeth, black all over, short hair and lazy personality. They talk a lot and like hip-hop, but as long as they are equipped with qualified supervisors. It is best for those interracial supervisors, with whips dipped in cold water. They are willing to work harder than anyone else and harder than anyone else.

All major sects like this kind of Kunlun slave, who is obedient and willing to work hard. After cutting off his tongue, the only problem of being too talkative and tongue-in-law is gone.

A very small number of people with good physique and good talent are one person who is very cute and delicate, full of wildness, delicate skin like silk, and are also the best concubine, known as the Black Pearl.

However, whether it is Seminar people or Kunlun slaves, their spiritual roots are surprisingly small. After all, they are demon gods and evil ghosts who use to steal human bloodlines will naturally be rejected by luck. Only a very small number of them can embark on the path of immortality, but the future is bleak. However, some people will become supreme immortal cultivators. For example, in this underground mine vein, there is a Seminar red-haired ancestor in the realm of the Golden Pill Master. Even the Qianzhushan Sect recognizes his identity as the Golden Pill Master of the Sect.

After all, the respect of immortal cultivators for the achievement of Taoism exceeds some external identity and bloodline. Not to mention Seminar people, even if there is a powerful Jindan master among Kunlun slaves, the sect will recognize his identity, status and corresponding treatment.

"The Kunlun slaves here have been domesticated for more than ten generations. Only those who are strong and gentle have the right to mating and have offspring. They mainly eat spiritual mushrooms every day, and occasionally catch mountain lizards or mice is considered to be a supplement... Such generations have been repeated, and they will always contribute their meager strength to my Qianzhu Mountain Sect."

When Hod stepped on the flying sword and said such words, Zhang Lie was still used to it after all, and he subconsciously looked at Hod with a strange look. Hod also noticed his eyes. The original fanatical and passionate speech stopped immediately, and his face quickly turned red and swollen.

However, at this moment, Chen Kang, the uncle on the side, scolded Zhang Lie.

"Nephew Zhang, Huo De has been a monk of the blood-melting for five generations. The blood of demons, gods, evil spirits and ghosts in his body has been almost washed. You can't look at him with this look. He is different from those Kunlun slaves. I have already seen Huo De's grandson. He is a pure-blooded human monk. You can't look down on others for generations just because his ancestors made mistakes. The way of the Great Way is fifty, and you still have to give a glimmer of life."

"Well, the master uncle taught me a lesson. This fellow Taoist is now Menglang." Although he said this, Zhang Lie was extremely impressed by the control methods of the entire sect from top to bottom, because everyone has already recognized this system and model. The Cultivation Sect attacked the barren mountains and rivers outside the radiation of civilization, cut down mountains and ruined temples, and captured Seminren, Kunlun slaves, and even other demons, gods, evil spirits and ghosts mixed blood, and then sealed them in an environment like this.

It can be deduced that it is impossible for the sect to send women down, and it is impossible for mortals to send them down. Then, most Semen people, Kunlun slaves, can only work in this underground for generations until they die. Only a very small number of Semen people with outstanding spiritual roots, can break free from their fate and become slave managers. But even so, it will take several generations of people to continuously melt blood and gradually give birth to the real human race with black hair and black eyes.

The Hode in front of him has obviously been working hard for several generations, and the final result of the efforts of several generations is just to get a regaining the identity of a free monk. What's wrong with Qianzhushan Sect giving this reward?

As Zhang Lie's identity, since he had apologized, even if he committed the crime of killing Huode's whole family, Huode could only accept it, otherwise he would not have lived today.

In the huge mining area, there are black-skinned people, Seminar people, and some yellow-skinned people with obvious demonic characteristics. However, it is obvious that Seminar people have higher status than black-skinned people, and the characteristics of demonic yellow-skinned people are slightly higher than those of Seminar people. However, the number is small. If Seminar people want to purify their bloodlines and restore them to the real human race, they can only find these yellow-skinned people with a lighter degree of demonic transformation. Women of their own tribe either work day and night in the mining area or serve the immortal masters to enjoy themselves. However, immortal cultivators all consciously try not to leave their offspring, otherwise they have obvious demonic gods and evil gods. Do they care or ignore them?

Correspondingly, those girls of Semen stole the Yuanyang of the Immortal Masters by various means, hoping to give birth to pure blood human descendants. If they have spiritual roots, their identities will immediately become different, although the probability is very low.

On the first day after coming to the underground ore vein area of ​​the sect, Zhang Lie witnessed the ghost tide and alien races in the underground world, and he also felt that it was quite eye-opening.

Then Chen Kang arranged his residence and work for him.

"Nephew Zhang, you are a wise alchemist. Although this underground world is deserted, it also produces some medicinal materials on the ground. If you take two months to refine alchemy every year and hand in a certain amount, I will no longer disturb your daily practice. If there is no record of labor, it will be difficult for me to hand in the uncle on the sect."

"I've been in jail for five years. Uncle Master said that he should fulfill his obligations. It should be calculated based on the success rate of the second-level alchemist. However, within these five years, I promise to refine all the elixirs you need. As for when I will refine and when to deliver, I have the final say. What's the matter?" With the purification of the life fire, according to the success rate of the normal second-level alchemist, Zhang Liexue earns various medicinal herbs, but he is not used to being controlled by others, so he said this.

"This... OK, Uncle Master still has this right, but you must not be able to hand over the pills in the end, then you will kill Uncle Master. Uncle Master is different from you. After twenty years of hard work, he has become an inner disciple and a middle-level manager. Don't let Uncle Master get beaten to the end!" Chen Kang pondered for a moment, nodded and agreed to Zhang Lie's request.

The red-haired middle-aged Huod, who was beside the two, lowered his head slightly after hearing the conversation between them, and his eyes flashed.

(Second-level alchemist, second-level alchemist, isn't he a elixir in the foundation-building realm? The sect actually sent such a person down there, huh... mutter.) Yes, with a spit, Huo De tried his best to calm down the emotions in his heart, because in the process, Zhang Lie turned around inadvertently, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through the hearts of a person!

Almost, the red-haired and semen monk Huo De's body was cold.
Chapter completed!