The Richest Man in the Heavens Starts from Outlaws of the Marsh

Chapter 719 Invitation

Du Yu imitated Chen Ji's habit and started arguing with the green-haired boy.

The other brothers and sisters had different expressions after seeing it, but no one suspected that he was pretending.

In fact, the little monks in the Qi Refining Stage couldn't see through the spells he used in the Hedao Stage.

It seems that Chen Ji's popularity among the outer disciples of the Holy Blood Sect is quite good, and more than 70% of them greet him with kindness.

Although the few people with stern faces were not kind, they were not malicious either. Only a woman with a bandage on her hand in the corner stared at him with something wrong.

Du Yu didn't care about this. In Chen Ji's memory, the Holy Blood Sect had strict rules.

Perhaps on weekdays, he would turn a blind eye to the private fights between sect disciples in the battlefield, but when he was out on a mission, he was particularly strict. Anyone who dared to attack his fellow sects would have their souls drawn and lit up with lamps, tortured to the point of death.

He found an inconspicuous place to sit down, and he happened to be surrounded by fellow disciples from around the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage.

Like everyone else, after tasting the so-called spiritual tea, this guy started to sit down and talk with his fellow apprentices.

Chen Ji and the others practiced various techniques, but they were all derived from the cultivation methods in the "Blood Demon Sutra", but they started at different points.

The name Dehua is essentially the same thing. Both the Lieyang Sect and the Lieyang Sect mainly practice yang-attributed techniques, while the Holy Blood Sect practices blood-based techniques.

Du Yu had already dabbled in demonic techniques when he was in the low-level martial arts world. After inheriting the inheritance of Demon Lord Tianwei, he had a good understanding of them. Looking at these left-field techniques, it was easy to understand them.

Therefore, the new viewpoints put forward by this guy in his two speeches were refreshing to everyone present. Even Situ Wei, the elder of the outer sect who had just come from outside, couldn't help but nod his head.

"Chen Ji, it seems that you have worked hard during this period. Work hard and make more achievements so that you can exchange the Foundation Establishment Pill from the sect." Situ Wei said.

"Elder!" After hearing this, everyone immediately stood up and saluted each other.

"Elder, this disciple will work hard to practice." Du Yu said.

"Well, sit down." Situ Wei waved his hand for everyone to sit down.

"Elder Situ, here is the list of recipients. Everyone has completed their assigned tasks." A young man with a tuft of red hair stepped out across the crowd and said respectfully.

Du Yu glanced at it and knew that it was Feng Lin, the outer sect brother in Chen Ji's memory, a young monk at the ninth level of Qi refining stage.

"Well, you all have done well. I will give you a credit this time when you return to the sect." Situ Wei said.

"Thank you, elder, for your support!" Everyone said in unison.

"Return to the sect in ten days. Remember not to forget the time of departure, and don't have too much fun. The royal family of Chen Kingdom are also descendants of disciples of the Holy Blood Sect, and they still have a romantic relationship." Situ Wei said.

After that, he disappeared from the place with a movement.

"I'm relieved that I handed in the task. Senior brother, how about we take a tour of Fenghua Pavilion?"

"Okay, I heard that even though the girls there are mortals, they have a different flavor..."

"Hahaha, let's go together!"

"..."

The brave disciples immediately called their friends and prepared to have a carnival in the last ten days, and it seemed that Elder Situ was not taboo about this.

When Du Yu was hesitating whether to follow the crowd, the woman with the bandage on her hand suddenly walked up to him and sent a message: "Meet you at the temple ten miles outside the city at midnight tonight."

"You..." He was about to reply, but saw that the woman had already left with everyone.

Du Yu was confused and immediately began to re-read Chen Ji's memory fragments.

After a few breaths, he finally found the answer. It turned out that the woman's name was Luo Xiaobing, and like Chen Ji, she was one of the lucky ones who crawled out of the "meat".

Um, explain. The so-called 'meat' are the boys and girls collected by Chen Ji and others from Chen Kingdom. Every five years, the Holy Blood Sect will cut a batch of 'leeks' from the mortal kingdom under its jurisdiction.

Of course, not all boys and girls are 'meat'. They will be tested after being brought back to the Holy Blood Sect.

Those with cultivation qualifications will be trained. Those children have been instilled with loyalty to the Holy Blood Sect since childhood. In addition, when they are young, they do not have deep memories of their hometown and parents, so they have formed the idea of ​​​​taking the sect as their home, which has been accumulated over thousands of years. It can be said that they are the most solid foundation of the Holy Blood Sect. The second-class "meat material" is the children with martial arts qualifications. They will also be raised, but when they grow up, they become free labor. If there is a martial arts prodigy who can break through the innateness, he will still be accepted as an outer disciple.

Chen Ji and Luo Xiaobing are geniuses who entered Taoism through martial arts, and they are also monks who struggled from the bottom to the surface.

However, there was not much affection between the two. On the contrary, they had fought several times over certain martial arts resources, but there was no telling who had the upper hand.

Having said that, the fate of those boys and girls who were found to be of little cultivation value was extremely miserable. They were the lucky ones who were refined and died by the old demons of the Holy Blood Sect, and more often they were tortured by those who practiced strange and weird magic skills. Become a resentful spirit, or be refined into materials.

Du Yu knew this but was calm in his heart. It was not surprising that something like this happened to the demon cultivator sect. Although he had compassion, he did not have the power to quell the world of demons.

Furthermore, to him, people in the big fantasy world are no different from people in other small worlds, they are just NPCs, so he can only keep an eye out for the fate of those "meaty people".

The last one to get up and leave the garden, he strolled onto the streets of Tatecheng.

As a mortal city, it is still very prosperous. In terms of population size, it is enough to rival the first-tier cities in the main world.

Perhaps because the crops produced in the fantasy world are particularly abundant, most people's physical fitness is quite good.

If you just look at the bustling cities, who would have thought that they are just the 'leeks' land of the Holy Blood Sect.

Du Yu felt sincerely sad for them, but those people seemed to have no idea how to live in this rolling world, acting out the joys, anger, sorrow, love, hatred and hatred of mortals.

He randomly found a relatively clean looking restaurant and asked for a private room. He sat by the window and ate food and drank wine.

Somewhat surprisingly, the chef's cooking skills in this restaurant were quite to his liking, which put the guy in a good mood. He even asked the waiter to invite the chef to reward him with a piece of silver.

After he was full of wine and food, he went to the nearby Goulan to listen to music and watch the 'artists' interpret wonderful stories belonging to this world.

It was finally getting late before Du Yu walked out of the hook fence, and the few ups and downs disappeared into the night.

The guards of the mortal city could not detect the whereabouts of monks like him, let alone a strong man with his level of cultivation.

After leaving the city, he rushed towards the ruined temple and arrived at the agreed upon location in a few breaths.

The ruined temple is located halfway up a hill outside the city and has been abandoned for a long time. The yard is overgrown with weeds and is also accompanied by snakes and insects.

Du Yu waved his hand and blew out a strong wind, which shook the snakes and insects into powder before floating into the main hall of the ruined temple.

"Hmph! I came early enough, I thought I would wait all night in vain." Luo Xiaobing's voice came out from the darkness.

"How can you miss the date when a beautiful lady invites you?" Du Yu imitated Chen Ji's tone and said.

"Huh, still so shameless and mean." Luo Xiao said coldly.

"Thank you for the compliment. I wonder why Miss Luo invited me here?" Du Yu asked.

"Of course it's a good thing." Luo Xiaobing said.

"Oh?" Du Yu sneered with a rather disdainful expression.

"Don't believe it? In fact, I don't believe that I will be so lucky to find a map in a mortal market town." Luo Xiaobing said.

Du Yu became interested and said, "Could it be the cave of a high-level monk? Do you believe this kind of random fabrication in the mountains? Besides, why would you share it with me if you have such an opportunity?"

"You'll understand after you take a look." Luo Xiaobing said, then handed over a map made of animal skin.

"Nvxia Luo, maybe I still believe it when you say it's a martial arts secret book. A high-level monk can't even bear to part with a jade slip?" Du Yu mocked.

However, he still took a look at the map and found that the marked location was in a large mountain he passed by on his way to Tatecheng.

"Nvxia Luo, what do you want to do?" Du Yu asked.

"I invite you to go there and explore. I think ten days are enough for us to make a round trip." Luo Xiaobing said.

(End of this chapter)