Super Shinto

Bai Ziyue smiled slightly, patted her head, and then started on the road again.

"Soul energy +65, +166, +812, +137..."

In the endless swamp, there will never be a lack of killing.

Bai Ziyue pushed all the way, killing countless people.But compared to the countless creatures in the swamp, it was just a drop in the ocean.

The increase in his soul energy was mostly due to the various creatures fighting each other in the swamp, and the increase in soul energy actually caused by his death only accounted for one-third of it.

After three hours, the ground gradually became dry and hard, and the trees began to stand tall and straight.Perhaps because of the abundance of aura, these trees seemed a bit towering into the sky.

The leaves at the top are even greener and greener, and even though it's autumn season, they haven't withered and turned yellow yet.

"We're almost there, that mountain should be Chaoyang Peak."

Looking at Bai Ziyue from a distance, there is a tall and huge mountain peak, which is blocked by continuous clouds and mist.

Occasionally, you can also see some cranes and birds flying in it, and some people are flying past in the void. There are also attic palaces and towering towers, which are faintly revealed, a scene of a fairy family.

Because of the route, Bai Ziyue missed the Yunwu Shanfang City and directly arrived at the mountain gate of the Chaoyang Taoist School.

At the foot of the mountain gate is a place that looks like a small town. The houses are well arranged and form a huge street. It is not uncommon for people to come and go.

"Hey, there's another one here, and it's still with the family."

Just when they set foot in the town, a sound of laughter came over.

Bai Ziyue looked over and saw a bald man in his 30s. He was not angry, but asked calmly, "Excuse me, how do I get to the Taoist Pavilion?"

A long time ago, he had inquired about the rules of joining the Chaoyang Dao Sect from Yu Yangding and some other two.

I know that the Chaoyang Taoist sect does not have high requirements in this regard.

Even if they are casual cultivators, as long as they have the qualifications of immortal law, they can directly register in the Daoist Pavilion at the foot of the mountain, and within three to five days at most, they can officially become a disciple of the Chaoyang Dao Sect.

Of course, among the Chaoyang Taoist sect, as a major sect of immortal arts, it has its own set of operating rules, and generally evaluates and adjusts treatment based on age, aptitude for immortal arts, or realm of immortal arts.

If the aptitude is too low and the potential is too small, for many people, instead of staying in the Chaoyang Taoist sect and struggling hard, it is really better to be a casual cultivator, which is happier.

After all, there are many people who find it difficult to break through the gates and become immortal masters in their entire lives.

Of course, for those like Bai Ziyue, who need the barrier-breaking pill, the enlightenment pill to break through the realm, and need follow-up techniques to increase the realm, naturally the only way is to join the sect.

"Sure enough, another one came here to enter the Chaoyang Dao Sect.

But, are you ready to stay in the Chaoyang Daoist School for 30 years and be a slave?

in addition……"

The bald man's eyes slanted slightly, and he looked at Bai Ziyue playfully.Said: "Whether entering the Taoist Pavilion will be able to see you, but it is not certain."

"how you said that?"

Bai Ziyue frowned slightly and asked.

"Your Excellency traveled thousands of miles across the swamp of Yunmiao Mountain to come here, and you bluntly said that you want to enter the Dao Pavilion. Could it be that you are willing to give up your freedom and become a martial slave because of the many martial arts resources, and even Xiantian Pill?"

The bald man said, shook his head, and continued: "If it was ten years earlier, usually a martial artist with internal strength, the Chaoyang Dao faction would accept it reluctantly.

However, after ten years ago, after it was revealed that the seven innate patriarchs of Qijian Mountain, a great martial arts sect, were slaves of Chaoyang Dao sect, more and more martial artists broke into this place regardless of the danger.

In addition, among the Chaoyang Taoist sect, there are also many secular family members who have disciples. Without the qualifications of immortal law, they become martial slaves for a certain future.

Today, martial arts cultivation has not reached the second rate, but he cannot enter the fairy gate. "

As he spoke, he looked up at Bai Ziyue again, full of pity.

Although he couldn't see through Bai Ziyue's martial arts realm, he could tell just by looking at the opponent's face that the opponent's strength must not be strong, at least not at the level of a second-rate master.

As for the fact that Bai Ziyue, alone, with a dog and a little girl, ran through the swamp of Yunmiao Mountain, he was not surprised.

Although the swamp is dangerous, many relatively safe places have been marked as countless people have passed through.

In addition, there are caravans passing by every month, arriving at Yunmiao Mountain Fang City.The real distance to travel is only thirty miles. In fact, as long as you are careful enough, have strength above the internal strength level, and have a certain amount of self-protection power, you can naturally reach this place smoothly.

"Oh? Wu Slave? But I didn't intend to become a Wu Slave."

Frowning, although he is also a cultivator of immortal law, but he was born as an orthodox martial arts practitioner. The title of martial slave really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Could it be that you are still a cultivator of immortal law?"

Hearing the words, the bald man couldn't help but scornfully said.

"Is there a problem?"

Bai Ziyue glanced at him lightly, pointed his finger, and an orange-red flame burst out of his hand.

With a slight sway, the flame disappeared immediately, and he didn't stay any longer, and stepped directly into the small town.

This small town is not big, even if the bald man is not big, he can find the Entrance Pavilion by walking a few more steps at most, so there is no need to deliberately inquire.

"Is he really a cultivator of immortality?"

The bald man stared, his face flushed suddenly, and he looked a little ashamed.

His original intention was to deliberately put forward the regulations of the Chaoyang Taoist sect, so that Bai Ziyue would return disappointed, so as to satisfy his gloating thoughts.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not a warrior at all, but a monk with the aptitude of immortal law... This made him feel a little embarrassed.

In the depths of his eyes, there was a deep envy.

"Old Cao, are you deflated?

You see that he is dressed in white and has come all the way, but there is no damage or dirt in the slightest. Can't you see the extraordinaryness of the other party? "

A middle-aged man wearing black long sleeves and showing yellow teeth laughed and said.

"Who knew that he was dressed as a warrior, but he was still a cultivator of immortality?

No, I have to check it out.

Disciples of Chaoyang Dao School are divided into four classes according to age, aptitude, and realm.

The first class is the most respected, the fourth class is the last, if it is the fourth class, even if you join, you are just a disciple of handyman, and your status is not much higher than that of our military slaves.

I'd like to see what class he will be classified into. "

As he said that, Lao Cao followed in a hurry, wanting to see him for a while.