Terran Guardian

a month.

There are constantly cultivators who pass the test and become Tianzong disciples.

But more monks failed the test and were directly thrown out by the formation, missing the opportunity.

Fortunately.

Shen Changqing has a hand in the formation, but those who cannot pass the test will be injured and will not die directly.

otherwise.

In the past month alone, it is estimated that there must be a lot of monks who died in the formation.

"almost!"

Shen Changqing looked at the cultivators in front of him. In the past month, the number of disciples who have truly passed the test of the formation technique has been 3,000 cultivators.

Three thousand is not much though.

But for the first time to open the mountain gate, it is not bad.

Anyway, when Tianzong recruits disciples, it is impossible to open the mountain gate only once, so it is enough for a month now.

Immediately.

When he saw him wave his hand, the Huaguang that enveloped Tianzong suddenly dissipated.

Huaguang dissipated.

Many monks who were going through the barrier were standing there with stunned expressions, not understanding what happened for a while.

"One month has passed, and the time for Tianzong to accept apprentices ends here!"

The words fall.

Shen Changqing's spiritual sense moved again.

All the monks who exist within the scope of Tianzong, but do not belong to Tianzong's disciples, only feel that the world is spinning, and when they come back to their senses, they are already outside the realm of Tianzong.

"Why... I was close to breaking the formation!"

"Please give Emperor Fu Huang another chance!"

Some cultivators were full of unwillingness, and it was only a short distance away that they could worship the Tianzong themselves, but they fell short.

It's hard to accept who it is at this time.

However.

No matter what the monks said, Shen Changqing never responded.

Looking at the realm of Tianzong in front of them, these monks did not have the courage to step in without authorization.

Without permission.

Stepping into the realm of the sect without authorization is often regarded as a declaration of war.

If they really want to provoke that person, they are going to kill themselves.

the other side.

In front of Tianzong Mountain.

The three thousand monks were all silent at this time, looking at the people in front of them with awe.

Shen Changqing said: "From now on, you are the outer disciple of the Tianzong, and the identity token in your hands, you have all the rules and information of the sect, you can use your spiritual sense to investigate later.

There is only one requirement in this seat, that is, not to betray the sect. If anyone betrays the sect and mutilates other sects in the future, it will be a death penalty! "

His current identity is the suzerain of the Tianzong, not the emperor of the Tianxie clan, so he calls himself this seat, not the emperor.

"I'll wait to understand!"

The three thousand disciples responded in unison.

Shen Changqing didn't say much about the latter matter, and directly asked Qiu Xing, the elder of the sect, to bring all the disciples who joined the Tianzong to the outer courtyard to settle down.

Tianzong occupies a large area.

The tens of thousands of zhang mountains where the Nanyang Sect's main sect was originally located are now the main sect of the Tianzong, and below the main sect mountain range, there is also an area of ​​one million miles.

these regions.

Shen Changqing directly divided it into several areas.

One is the outer courtyard, which is the place where the outer disciples live.

One is the city of God, which is mainly a place for Zongmen disciples to trade with each other.

The first is the inner courtyard, as the name suggests, it is naturally the place where inner disciples live.

As for the elite disciples and core disciples, Shen Changqing temporarily placed them in the main sect. After all, the tens of thousands of zhang mountains are indeed vast, and accommodating elites and true disciples is not a problem at all.

Even the elders and himself live here.

But unfortunately.

Right now, Tianzong is just being built, and everything is in a state of just starting.

The city of God is empty, and there is no one in the inner courtyard.

After all the calculations, there is only some life in the outer courtyard.

"Speaking of it, there are not many strong people that Tianzong can use now. The Tianxie clan has always been too weak, and there is no one who can really take charge of the overall situation. Qiu Xingpuzong and other gods can only barely use it."

Shen Changqing pondered to himself.

In many places in Tianzong, there is a lack of strong people to sit in.

For example, the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, such as the Palace of Legends, such as the Hall of War Merit, etc.

In these places, there must be strong people to sit in.

Needless to say, the first two are naturally related to the sect's magical powers and inheritance of the practice. The latter is equally important.

Merit!

As the name suggests, it is naturally a place to do tasks and receive military exploits.

Recruiting disciples is not recruiting ancestors. All disciples who enter the Tianzong must make corresponding contributions to the sect, so that the sect can grow stronger day by day.

therefore.

The Battle Hall is a particularly important place.

"The cultivator who sits in the Hall of War Merit doesn't have to be too strong, but it can't be too weak. The most important thing is that they must be completely trusted."

Shen Changqing pondered.

Full faith is the real trouble.

Of course, he could control the monk with the Seal of Destiny, and let the other party work for him, but in that case, Tianzong was not so much a sect he established, but a puppet he established himself.

not when necessary.

Shen Changqing still didn't want to do this.

Just when he was thinking to himself, Tsing Yi's voice suddenly came: "If you are worried that there is no candidate, why don't you find a solution from yourself?"

"What do you mean by senior?"

"There are a lot of Taoist soldiers on your body, and these powerful Taoist soldiers are all capable of transforming their bodies, to a certain extent, they are no different from the real powerhouses, and they are absolutely loyal to Zunshang.

Now that Tianzong lacks strong people, there is no problem with temporarily replacing them with Taoist soldiers. "

Tsing Yi reminded.

Dao soldiers!

Hearing this sentence, Shen Changqing was obviously startled.

Immediately afterwards, he responded.

good!

As long as the seventh-rank Taoist soldiers have enough strength, they can be equivalent to the powerhouses of the God King Realm.

Dao soldiers of this realm have illusionary forms, and it is completely no problem to replace Tianzong, who has no strong people, to sit in the sect.

Don't say it's ok.

With the strength of these Taoist soldiers alone, it is even more possible for Tianzong to have the possibility of being comparable to those strong sects.

Get reminded.

Shen Changqing immediately sank his mind and counted the Taoist soldiers he currently had.

The ninth-rank Taoist slashing the holy sword.

Eight-rank Taoist kamikaze ancient chariot.

Sixth-rank Taoist soldiers control the sky boat.

The 12th Grade Taoist Soldier Wandao Monument.

And the last immortal soldier Tsing Yi.

"Tsing Yi can't stay in the sect. After all, this is my biggest trump card. As for the remaining Dao soldiers, the most important thing for me is the Wandao tablet, but I can't use the Wandao tablet rashly right now.

On the contrary, if the Wandao Stele transforms into an illusion and sits in the Tianzong, I believe that even if the Lord of the Gods is in front of him, he may not be able to see his true origin. "

This point, Shen Changqing is confident.

No matter what the Wan Dao tablet says, it is also a Taoist soldier of the 12th rank. Not everyone can see the origin of this level of Taoist soldier.

Even if there are monks who can see that the old man of Wandao is a Taoist illusion, he will not be able to see what kind of Taoist the other party is.

Except for the Wandao Monument.

Of the remaining few Taoist soldiers, only the Slaying Sword has some effect on itself.

But up to now, he admits that he has used the Sacred Slayer Saber only a few times.

"correct…"

"Almost forgot about it!"

Shen Changqing's mind flashed, and then his mind sank into the Minghe world.

I saw that in a certain valley, the rich power of heaven and earth turned into a restricted area of ​​​​the field, and a golden flying knife was forcibly imprisoned there. No matter how hard it struggled, it failed to break through the blockade.

Flying Swordsman!

Shen Changqing had temporarily forgotten about this Dao soldier since it was sealed in the Minghe Realm.

Looking back now, he came here for the first time.

For this Flying Swordsman.

Shen Changqing is actually quite optimistic.

At the beginning, Nanyang Yu was able to break the defense of his own chaotic Dao body with this flying sword dao soldier unexpectedly, which is enough to show that this dao soldier is unusual.

Coupled with the extreme speed, even the ancient Kamikaze chariot in terms of speed is inferior to the opponent.

It can be said.

This flying knife soldier is simply a sharp weapon for sneak attacks.

If the opponent is a bit sharper, in that battle, Shen Changqing feels that he will suffer a big loss on the opponent.

"Who are you and why are you imprisoning me here!"

After seeing Shen Changqing coming, the flying knife trembled slightly, and a cold voice came from inside.

Shen Changqing smiled dumbly: "This seat is naturally the master of the Minghe Realm, Nan Yangyu has fallen, if you are willing to surrender, I will let you go and give you freedom.

But if you don't want to, this seat will let you stay here. "

Speaking of which.

He just added: "You can rest assured that this seat guarantees eternal life, and no creature will enter here and disturb your rest."

heard.

The Flying Sabre Taoist trembled instinctively, as if thinking of the loneliness of countless years in the future, so he was afraid.

After that, the voice was no longer cold, but had some emotional fluctuations.

"Winning the king and defeating the bandit, Nanyang Yu's strength is not as strong as your death in your hands. I can't blame anyone for this. The magic soldiers have always been the strong ones. Since you can kill Nanyang Yu, there is no problem for me to surrender to you."

"Have you made up your mind?"

Shen Changqing looked surprised.

He also thought that the Flying Sword Dao soldiers had to persist in resisting for a few rounds, and then there would be the possibility of surrender.

After all, any Taoist soldier has his own ideas.

If a truly loyal Taoist soldier, even if he is damaged, he may not be willing to surrender to other monks, just like a broken spear.

However, Shen Changqing did not expect that this Flying Sabre Dao soldier would surrender so simply. I wonder if the other party was really so spineless, or if he had no loyalty to Nanyang Yu.

In any case, it has nothing to do with him.

As long as the brand is laid, even if the Taoist soldiers in front of them are really two-sided, as long as they do not fall, then the other party has no possibility of betrayal.

so.

Shen Changqing didn't talk nonsense, he directly squeezed out his blood, ejected it on the Flying Sabre Dao soldier, and then left his own soul imprint on it.

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