I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

One of the most important resources for the development of a sect is undoubtedly Spirit Stone. In this world, without Spirit Stone, you can't take a single step. With Spirit Stone, there is no shortage of cultivators who are dedicated to the development of the sect.

The most common activity when a sect is just starting out is to grab territory, spiritual veins, and spiritual mines.

It's not enough to just buy these things, you need strength to keep them.

The Miezhang Sect has a stronger foundation than ordinary forces when it starts again, but it still needs to build its reputation bit by bit on its own.

Others could roughly guess that they had the Wuming Divine Sect as their backer. But the Mie Zhan Sect had no intention of becoming a vassal, so the Divine Sect would not interfere too much in its affairs, and it was essentially still an independent new sect.

Su Zhuo came to Pingbei Kingdom.

The barren mountain where the remains of the Mie Zhan Sect once stood is now a thriving place.

Walking in the city, people come and go.

There were a few monks sitting in a tavern on the street, talking loudly. Many passers-by were so fascinated by what they were saying that they didn't leave.

The tavern was bustling with activity, packed with customers, and the owner and the waiter were extremely busy.

"Master said that the Mie Zhan Sect on that mountain was once more glorious than the Gai Shi Sect?"

"That's right. If I were a few years younger, I would also be willing to become a disciple of the Mie Zhan Sect!"

"The Mie Zhan Sect was rebuilt not long ago, and it is the time to recruit talented cultivators. They have inheritance and techniques. It is said that the Mie Zhan Dao Sect is an extremely powerful Dao principle. Once you learn it, you will have a bright future!"

"My daughter will have her spiritual roots tested in a few years, so it would be a good idea to have her join the Mie Zhan Sect..."

A monk in a Taoist robe glanced at the passerby and gave advice, "Since it has been a few years, it would be good to join the Mie Zhan Sect at that time depending on the situation. But if you want to join the sect in the next two years, I think it is better not to act rashly for the time being."

The passerby hurriedly asked: "Excuse me, Master, why is this happening?"

The monk in Taoist robes said, "The Mie Zhan Sect is on the rise. Located in the Northern Region, conflicts with the Gai Shi Sect are inevitable. In addition, the recruitment of soldiers for the Northern Region sects is managed by the Gai Shi Sect, so many disciples without backgrounds will become cannon fodder..."

Passersby were shocked: "Hey! Are we going to fight?! Who are we going to fight?"

The monk in Taoist robes was about to say something when his companion raised his eyes slightly and gave him a warning look.

So he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I was just talking nonsense. These things are taken care of by the powerful, and have nothing to do with little people like us."

Passersby were talking about this when they heard it, but most of the people in the tavern were low-level cultivators and had no idea about the conflict between the heavens.

In their minds, the most glorious future for cultivators is to ascend to heaven. They do not know that the Jitian Realm has become independent. There are many powerful people who have survived countless tribulations of becoming immortals but have never taken a step towards the immortal realm.

Su Zhuo glanced at the Taoist monk who talked the most. In fact, his cultivation was stronger than many passers-by imagined. He was in his prime and had already reached the Soul Fusion Realm. He must have held the position of an elder in a large sect and was not a small figure.

However, when it comes to conflicts at a higher level, the Soul Fusion Realm cannot decide too much. At most, it can only obtain more information.

With Su Zhuo's current cultivation level, if she were to listen intentionally, the news in the city would not be able to escape her consciousness.

Soon she had a general idea of ​​the current situation of the Miezhang Sect and headed towards the mountain gate.

There were not many people on the main road in the city leading to the mountain gate of the Miezhang Sect, and the fewer passers-by there were as you got closer.

All disciples of the sect have the means to fly in the air and do not need to walk honestly.

The rest of the people, unless they had nothing to do, would not dare to wander around in this area, for fear of offending the monks and causing trouble.

Before reaching the mountain gate, Lu Jing stared at that direction curiously: "Is that monk really right? These are the troops recruiting soldiers?"

Su Zhuo sighed: "It doesn't look harmonious."

In front of the mountain gate, a group of monks gathered aggressively. The gray-robed monk headed by Gai Shi Men shouted, “If you continue to resist, don’t blame us for forcibly taking you.”

The young monk, wearing the robes of a disciple of the Mie Zhan Sect, had a sword on his waist and a fierce look on his face. He questioned, "There are only a thousand disciples in my sect. Last time, we recruited 200 people, and this time we recruited 100 people. How can this be justified?"

The monk of Gaishi Sect said: "We are going to recruit 100 people this time, and you can just recruit some new disciples. Why are you so stubborn?"

The disciples of the Mie Zhan Sect gritted their teeth and said, "Senior Brother Wang is still seriously injured, why did you ask him to go by name?"

The monk of Gaishi Sect chuckled and said, "You should ask him why he offended us before. With this past, he naturally wants to reminisce with the army."

Since the Mie Zhan Sect was established in the Northern Territory, it was natural that there would be conflicts with the Gai Shi Sect, which was rooted in the Northern Territory. Many conflicts were difficult to mediate, and bumps and bruises were inevitable.

A disciple of the Mie Zhan Sect stepped forward and shouted indignantly, "The rules issued by the Gai Shi Sect are clearly not like this! You say one thing and do another. The cultivation level and number required for recruiting monks are not as strict as you say. You are the ones who change your orders every day, and we will never obey you!"

"That's the rule of the Gai Shi Sect!" The gray-robed monk said with a smile, "All interpretations are subject to me."

"If you don't obey, my ancestor will be in trouble. He said he would recruit 500 people. Do you dare not listen?"

"You!" The disciple of the Mie Zhan Sect had red eyes and rushed forward with clenched fists, but was stopped by the leading senior brother.

Another female disciple had been watching them quietly, and now she said, "Even if your ancestor comes, we are not afraid. The Gai Shi Sect has a deep heritage, and there is no reason to change its orders overnight. This list is not reasonable, and I am sorry that I cannot obey your order."

She held a list in her hand, her slender joints pale.

The gray-robed monk's eyes moved, and he whispered:

"Go ahead, capture as many as you can!"

A group of monks rushed out immediately, and several reinforcements appeared from the darkness, attacking from the front and back, leaving no room for escape.

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There were flashes of light in the sky, and signals for help exploded in a variety of colors. The disciples patrolling the mountain were on their way, but the trapped group of disciples could not hide their devastation.

The gray monk sighed and said, "Why are you all so stubborn in the Mie Zhan Sect? If the two sects were on good terms, we wouldn't have gotten into such a stalemate."

The young man slashed the monk who rushed forward with his sword and said angrily: "You are greedy! The King of Hell is so difficult to deal with this little ghost. He asked for benefits again and again, and he dared to have his eyes on our senior sister. Don't you see what kind of character you have!"

The gray-robed monk glared at him and said gloomily, "Nonsense!"

After saying this, he slapped the young man.

The young man was so angry that he rushed forward with his sword in hand. Anyway, the commander would arrive soon. A fight would only cause him to be injured and have to lie down for a hundred days...

"You don't know how to appreciate my kindness." The gray-robed monk sneered. The palm wind had already reached the young man. No matter how sharp the sword light was, it could not temporarily overcome the difference in cultivation between the two.