Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

Today was the last day of recruiting disciples, Tang Yin didn't bother Hu Qiqi, his spiritual sense immediately enveloped the entire manor.

Immediately, countless voices of discussion reached his ears.

"Li Daoyou! Do you think we can be selected by the Tiandao League?"

"I don't know! But even if we can't join the Heavenly Dao League, isn't there still Jiange and other major forces? I heard that the Jiange and other major forces seem to start recruiting disciples!"

"Really? Fellow Daoist Li! But I don't like the major forces of Jiange. After all, the disciples of these forces are basically cultivated since childhood. I guess casual cultivators like us will not be able to please them if they go there!"

"Yes!"

Listening to everyone's conversation, Tang Yin smiled lightly. In fact, for these older casual cultivators, no matter the major forces of the Jiange or the Heavenly Dao League, they just need some disciples with rich experience, or people with amazing talents.

The addition of these people can supplement the background of the Tiandao League, but in the end they are just a transition!
The reason why Tiandaomeng recruits loose cultivators is actually helpless. After all, cultivating real elite disciples is too time-consuming, and it cannot be accomplished in a few years or ten years.

Now that the momentum of the Tiandao League has been spread, as for the other forces, they can certainly join in if they wish, but Tang Yin knows that even if they join, they will not choose these people.

As three days passed, the entire Heavenly Dao League selected a total of [-] disciples from Luofeng City, and of course there were more than a dozen people with extraordinary talents.

Soon, [-] disciples had been selected, and Tang Yin and Hu Qiqi also began to speed up their training.

But no matter how fast they are, these disciples probably won't be much left after passing through this battlefield.

In the end, we can only see how many lucky people there are.

In Tang Yin's bedroom, when Lei Zhentian opened his eyes, only he and three strange monks were left in the whole bedroom.

Regarding these three people, although Lei Zhentian didn't know where they came from, he knew that Tianjun should have brought them back.

There was a moment of confusion in his eyes, he shook his head, stood up, recovered from the cycle of reincarnation, and felt the majestic mana in his body.

Excited eyes flashed past.

"The mid-term peak of the Immortal King?"

Although he already knew that the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation must be extraordinary, but it was a bit of a surprise for him to step from the early stage of the Immortal King to the peak of the middle stage of the Immortal King.

There is a feeling of disbelief.

"The effect of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation is too good!"

Just when he was still pleasantly surprised, three powerful auras suddenly emanated from the three monks on the opposite side.

Lei Zhentian was shocked all over, and his eyes couldn't help looking towards the three of them.

I saw waves of extremely powerful visions rising from behind the three of them, sweeping towards him like mountains and seas.

"Not good! Is this a madness? Or a breakthrough! How could the momentum be so powerful!"

Facing, Lei Zhentian didn't dare to neglect, he suddenly stepped back three steps out of thin air.

While waving his hands, a pair of armor was put on his body, exuding a powerful aura to resist these three auras.

Just when he exhaled lightly, his momentum suddenly changed, which made him even more dumbfounded.

A huge Taiji diagram appeared behind the old monk. The Taiji diagram was flickering with light, and there was a faint space-time looming, oppressing the surrounding space slightly.

But behind the middle-aged man is a blue sword, the sword's light is soaring to the sky, the sharp edge is reckless, and there is a faint tendency to pierce the sky.

Behind the young man was a red lotus flower, under which the waves of blood were surging, exuding a strong smell of blood.

He found that the vision emanating from the three strange monks was beyond his ability to resist, no matter if it was any one of them.

Although it can be resisted for a while with the help of the divine weapon, it is still slowly forced back by the endless aura.

Even if he has exhausted all his mana.

"No! I can't go on like this anymore, I have to leave quickly, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even be able to support the artifact!"

Feeling the oppressive feeling from the already refined artifact, Lei Zhentian sighed helplessly.

Taking a deep look at the three of them, Lei Zhentian disappeared into the room immediately, tearing apart the space and fleeing!
Knowing that he was out of the house, he was deeply relieved.

Some looked back at Tianjun's room with lingering fear, and said with admiration: "These are the three masters invited by Tianjun from somewhere. Just this unconscious vision can drive me into a panic. Escape, if you really make a move, I am afraid that it is much stronger than those bald donkeys in the Tantric sect!"

Thinking about it, he walked out of the manor.

He didn't know how long he had been in the Six Paths Samsara Formation for the past few days, and he didn't know whether the Shura Clan had attacked, so he had to go and see to be relieved.

However, since he came out of the Six Paths Samsara Formation just now, he didn't see his teammates, presumably the Shura tribe hadn't attacked yet, otherwise it wouldn't be so quiet here.

Walking through the corridor and coming to the hall of the manor, he heard bursts of mysterious sermons, which instantly made his mind clear, and he had a new understanding of some laws.

"Is this a sermon?"

Lei Zhentian was slightly startled, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart, and immediately took two quick steps.

Dozens of unfamiliar faces were sitting on both sides of the hall, not only his teammates were there, but the three elders were also sitting aside, listening quietly, even the deputy leader Hu Qiqi was sitting quietly under Tang Yin First, a pair of beautiful eyes are tightly closed, as if immersed in some kind of Taoism.

In the center of the hall, on a simple futon, Tang Yin was narrating the secrets of the Dao of Heaven.

Lei Zhentian didn't dare to hesitate, he immediately found a futon and sat down, and began to listen to the lecture.

To be honest, Lei Zhentian had never heard of Tang Yin preaching, although he had heard of preaching from ancient forces.

But he had never experienced it before. When he heard it for the first time, he felt as if his whole body was surrounded by an inexplicable dao rhyme, and countless laws of heaven began to show their power in this dao rhyme.

Especially with the laws of the thunder system that he is good at, he can clearly feel that under the influence of this Tao rhyme, it increases at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the speed of comprehension of the laws in his mind is also increasing at an incredible speed.

A heart can't help being immersed in it, and a kind of understanding is revealed on the face.

Although Tang Yin preached, he still knew about Lei Zhentian's arrival. For him, this could be said to be the first time for him to preach for the members of the Tiandao League.

It's not that he doesn't want to preach, but that he doesn't have time to preach at all. He doesn't even stay in Tiandao League for a year, so how can he have time to preach.

Not even enough time to practice.