From the end of the world to the ancient times

"Then aren't you afraid that we will destroy your sect? You just met us, and you trust us so much?" Luo Yunchu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Hahaha, ruin it? How much worse can it get? Besides, I, an old man, have always thought that I have a pretty good eye.

You two are so young, yet you have already achieved such a high level of cultivation. It is no exaggeration to call you the proud son and daughter of heaven!"

His laughter revealed a kind of confidence and appreciation, as if he was very satisfied with the strength of the two young men.

His eyes swept across the two of them, with a gleam in them, as if he saw infinite possibilities for their future.

"Well, since the senior thinks so highly of us, it would be hypocritical for us to refuse." Mo Beichen laughed heartily, and Luo Yunchu also chuckled with his hands covering his mouth.

"By the way, Madam Mo, what is the name of your sect?"

"Nine Yang Divine Sect!" Luo Yunchu said proudly.

"Since there is no time to lose, I will make the announcement!" Zhongli Jianxin is still an impatient old man.

He just ran out of the hall in a hurry and rang the big bell. This bell would only be rung when there was an enemy attack or a major event in the sect.

All the disciples hurried to the main hall to gather, all curious about what important news the sect leader was going to announce.

"Today, this sect master has an important announcement. As you all know, our sect is now in decline and this sect master is old, so this sect master has decided to merge the Wanjian Sect into the Nine Yang Divine Sect of Mr. Mo and Madam Mo?" Zhongli Jianxin said.

"Nine Yang Divine Sect? What kind of sect is that?" a disciple asked puzzledly.

"Newly established!" Luo Yunchu said deliberately, wanting to see how many people would stay.

"What? This is simply nonsense. Is the sect leader getting senile? No matter how powerful these two are, how can they support a sect?" Someone else shouted, obviously very jealous.

"If you want to leave, just leave. It's up to you. We've made it clear in advance that if you leave, don't even think about coming in again!" Luo Yunchu said coldly.

"You... are just a sex toy. You have no right to speak before a grown man!"

"How dare you!" Luo Yunchu, who was in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, was full of aura. All the disciples knelt down, and the man who had spoken rudely was spitting blood and his face was ashen.

Zhongli Jianxin almost couldn't sit still, but Mo Beichen held him back and relieved the pressure, so he didn't make a fool of himself. He thanked Mo Beichen gratefully.

When they turned around, both of them looked as cold as frost, especially Zhongli Jianxin, who didn't know that he had such an arrogant and rude disciple.

"Everyone will have to pay the price for his frivolity! What do you think?" Luo Yun took a step closer.

I... I am a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, you can't hurt me!" The man screamed hysterically in fear.

“From now on, there is only the Nine Yang Divine Sect, and you are not a disciple of the sect, so you must return everything you learned from the sect!” Luo Yunchu said indifferently.

"Return??? How can I return it? Sir, please spare my life. I have been blinded by lard. Please spare my life!"

The disciple was terrified to the extreme, and secretly swore in his heart that he would take revenge if he had the chance!

"I'll spare you, but are you waiting for you to take revenge on the sect in the future?" After saying that, Luo Yunchu quickly stepped forward and slapped him in the dantian, instantly crippling him.

"Ah!!" The man fainted from the pain.

Luo Yunchu then put away his pressure, "You can leave or stay as you please, I won't force you!"

At this time, Lu Chuan took the lead and said, "Senior, I am willing to stay!" When Luo Yunchu saw that it was him, he nodded in appreciation.

Then many disciples stayed behind, most of them were the group rescued by Luo Yunchu and Mo Beichen.

A small number of people also left on their own, probably to join other sects.

Lu Chuan angrily looked at those people who were avoiding him and dared not look at him.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Lu, people go to higher places and water flows to lower places, we just want to find a good way out!"

"You...you guys, do you still have any conscience?" Those people looked at him, didn't dare to say anything, and all ran away.

"Chuan'er, forget it. Everyone has their own aspirations. Besides, keeping such a weak-willed person will be a disaster to the sect!" Zhongli Jianxin was very open-minded.

Luo Yunchu said: "Don't worry, you won't regret following us. These people will regret it in the future!"

"By the way, who is the person behind the Black Sand Sect that came to cause trouble today and what is their cultivation level?" Luo Yunchu suddenly asked.

"Senior, the Black Sand Sect is the City Lord's Mansion's pawn. Behind the City Lord's Mansion is a Nascent Soul Patriarch. No one dares to offend them easily."

"What? A Nascent Soul stage cultivator is so arrogant!" Mo Beichen said in surprise.

He suddenly felt that he could teleport all their secret guards and family members over.

Not everyone in the world of cultivation is a great master who has achieved the state of transcending tribulation. There are many resources and opportunities here.

Luo Yunchu and Mo didn't take the City Lord's Mansion seriously. If they didn't behave reasonably, they wouldn't mind taking everything away from them.

However, after the Black Sand Sect left, no one dared to come and cause trouble. All the nearby sects knew that two powerful figures had come from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and they didn't dare to offend them easily because they didn't know their strength.

The next day, Luo Yunchu and Mo Beichen set up the incense table and hung the portrait of their master above it.

"This is my master, Lord Jiuyang, he has already ascended to become an immortal!"

Everyone knelt down to pay homage, their eyes full of awe. Mo Beichen and Luo Yunchu looked at each other, their hearts filled with emotion.

At this moment, a golden light appeared on the portrait, and then gradually formed a shadow. The shadow said, "Disciple, I already know what happened here. Now that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has been merged into the Nine Suns Divine Sect, I hope you two can carry it forward."

The shadow slowly disappeared, leaving everyone in shock. Luo Yunchu and Mo Beichen smiled at each other, they understood that this was the master's recognition and encouragement of them.

Zhongli Jianxin was even more excited. He had found a super big brother! He was rich! He wanted to run ten laps of joy.

At this time, Luo Yunchu said to everyone: "If you want to strengthen your sect and not be bullied by others, you must first strengthen yourself!"

In order to prevent anyone from spying, Luo Yunchu set up a barrier in the hall.

Everyone was wondering about the sect leader's intention. At this time, Luo Yunchu waved his hand on the stage and a bottle of medicine appeared.

As soon as the jade bottle of medicine was opened, the rich fragrance made everyone's eyes almost pop out. Is this the legendary marrow cleansing pill, or a top-grade one, that the sect leader threw away like cabbage?

"One pill for each person, cleansing the meridians and marrow, reshaping the tendons and bones. The process will be a little painful. If you can endure it, you can become a big boss in the future. If you can't endure it, you will still be mediocre in the future!"

Zhongli Jianxin ate one without waiting for everyone's reaction. After a while, he grimaced in pain. This old man was too impatient.

Luo Yunchu had no choice but to take out the spiritual spring water and give him a sip. He felt much better instantly.

"I haven't even finished talking yet, and you're already in a hurry to eat!" Luo Yunchu smiled helplessly and continued:

"Before you take the Marrow Cleansing Pill, prepare a bucket of water and pour this liquid in. Soaking in the water will relieve the pain!"

At this moment, everyone suddenly smelled a very stinky smell, like a stinky ditch coming from Zhongli Jianxin.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, Master, you stink so much, as if you fell into a cesspool. Go wash it quickly!" Zhongli Jianxin's body was covered in filth from his body. How could he not stink after sixty or seventy years of filth?

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room. He couldn't go out to take a shower inside the formation. The disciples wanted to laugh but didn't dare to when they saw Zhongli Jianxin's miserable appearance.

Luo Yunchu touched his nose and removed the barrier. Zhongli Jianxin ran to the bathhouse as if escaping.

Everyone burst into laughter. It was rare to see the master make a fool of himself. Usually the master always teased him. At this moment, Lu Chuan laughed the most wantonly.

As old man Zhongli ran, he muttered, "Chuan boy, you wait for me. When you want to take a shower, I will turn off the water. I will make you anxious to death! I will make you stink to death!"

Look, what an unreliable master! Haha!

After all the disciples had their marrow washed, they all looked brand new, with their skin becoming more than one degree whiter. Even Zhongli Jianxin's white hair turned black, making him look ten years younger.

The effect of the marrow cleansing pill made from this Zhu fruit is different.

Luo Yunchu gathered everyone and said, "Since this is the Wanjian Sect, of course we should focus on sword cultivation!"