Three years later, Liefeng City.

Mr. Song had just completed the host of an auction. Seeing the gradually dispersed crowd, he couldn't help but think of the day three years ago again. He couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion for a moment. He was deeply impressed by Boss Tang's wisdom and admired Su Yang who has known each other all the way.

Looking back on that day, a young man who had not even built a golden elixir threatened to cooperate with him, the elder of the Wanbao Trading Company. If someone else had thought he was a lunatic, but now Mr. Song is glad that he boarded the big ship steadily and witnessed him creating miracles step by step.

Looking up the tower and looking into the distance, Mr. Song stood on the magnificent treasure building of Wanbao Trading Company, overlooking the entire Liefeng City. In just three years, it has expanded repeatedly, more than ten times larger, and is still being expanded today, just to accommodate more cultivation and questioning people who come to seek opportunities.

Since the various deeds about the Demon Tribulation War spread three years ago, the reputation of the Wuji Demon Sect has soared to the sky. Everyone knows that a force that is not inferior to the three major sects is rising, and after Canglang Mountain's discussion of Taoism will inevitably rank as the fourth sect.

This is definitely a good opportunity. You can board this big ship as soon as possible. When you wait, there will be countless opportunities. In the future, you will be just around the corner.

Not only to join the Wuji Demon Sect, but also many cultivators who have reached the Golden Pill and Nascent Soul hope to gain some of the luck of the Wuji Demon Sect, and they all set up sects in the Zhenxuan Mountains. As long as the slight luck flows out from the thirty-six peaks of origin, they will benefit greatly.

Therefore, the only big city in Zhenxuan Mountains, Liefeng City, has soared with the rise of the Wuji Demon Sect and has become one of the top ten immortal cities in Nanxuanzhou.

It is the famous Wuji Demon Sect. In recent years, it has been very low-key. Except for the time when I recruit disciples every year, I rarely see disciples of Wuji Demon Sect appearing. It is obviously keeping my low profile and waiting for Canglang Mountain to officially rise on the day of discussion.

Calculate the time, it's almost done.

Mr. Song was excited. The theory of Canglang Mountain was approaching. When Wuji Demon Sect became the fourth largest sect, let alone the eight thousand miles of Zhenxuan, no one dared to look down on him even if Nanxuan was?

Not to mention anything else, in recent days, even the boss Tang, who is already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, would be polite when he saw him, Old Song, and asked him about his well-being from time to time, which really made him a little flattered.

"Elder, someone asks for a meeting, and he says he is you..." A well-behaved guy disrupted Mr. Song's thoughts and replied respectfully. He knew deeply that the person in front of him was a big man, and he had a close relationship with the miraculous Wuji Demon Sect leader, and even the big boss of Wanbao Trading Company had to rely on him.

So the guy was very careful when talking, for fear of disturbing this great god.

But even so, before the guy finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Lao Yuqiang: "Are you asking me to bring me another sentence, hoping to join the Wuji Demon Sect? Alas, how many times this month is it? It's so unbearable. Tell them that I'm in seclusion and no one sees you."

The guy seemed to have known the answer for a long time, and immediately responded respectfully to recruit and handle the matter.

"It's important to know that people are the most important." After driving away the guy, Mr. Song pondered slightly, then showed a complacent smile, and murmured to himself: "A group of idiots, how could I give up the friendship and opportunity that I finally got because of your little profit?"

Liefeng City Square used to be the place where the Huaxian Sect and the Wuji Demon Sect jointly recruited disciples, but now only the Wuji Demon Sect is left. If some surrounding small forces want to recruit disciples, they still have to set up tents outside the city.

No, it is not that there are sects who dare to recruit disciples here. There is a unique sect called Lingfu Sect. In the free time when Wuji Demon Sect does not recruit disciples, they recruit them here at will, but no one dares to inquire or refute.

Who doesn’t know that the head of the Spirit Talisman Sect is the legendary woman of the Wuji Demon Sect. Even some Yuanying elders of the Wuji Demon Sect should be polite when they see the cultivators of the Spirit Talisman Sect. Therefore, the Spirit Talisman Sect has become a force second only to the Wuji Demon Sect in Zhenxuan Mountains.

In other words, the Spirit Talisman Sect is the greatest belonging to the Wuji Demon Sect, and they are simply one family.

Today is the time for Wuji Demon Sect to recruit disciples one by one. Zhu Xiyao, the chief manager of the inner sect, lying comfortably on a big chair and basking in the sun on the edge of the square. It’s not that he is not dedicated enough to do his job, but that there is no need to worry about this matter at all. He just needs to put up the sign of recruiting disciples, and I don’t know how many people want to join.

In short, this is no longer the Wuji Demon Sect recruiting disciples, but the Wuji Demon Sect choosing disciples. This is the deepest feeling and feeling for Zhu Xiyao, who has been an elder of the outer sect.

"Looking back to the beginning, I brought people here to recruit disciples. That time I was not bullied by the Huaxian Sect, but it was a bad job full of pain. I think I am so leisurely and calm now." Zhu Xiyao shook his head and sighed, and suddenly sat upright with an excited expression, exclaiming: "Silver, ha, another disciple with demon potential."

A core disciple next to Zhu Xiyao curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Elder Zhu, is it worth being so happy? We have only started recruiting disciples for a long time. This is the seventh disciple who has inspired the silver light, and it is already a mess. Besides, we have seen that the younger sister has tried it with her own hands, and she directly exploded the Yuan-Devouring Stone."

Zhu Xiyao looked like a tiger and scolded him: "Silly child, what do you know? Your senior sister is the daughter of the head sect, and she has the ability to cultivate the first-class golden elixir. When she cultivates the first-class golden elixir, Shuiyue, now even Mr. Du is no match for you ordinary people, how can she be compared with you ordinary people?"

The core disciple of Wuji Demon Sect rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't say I wanted to compete with my junior sister, but Elder Zhu please don't forget that I accidentally stimulated the silver light in the later stage of foundation building and caused a crack to appear in the Yuan-Devouring Stone. Although it is not as good as the junior sister and Brother Du, it is not only a sporadic way to compare with the treasures in your eyes."

"This..." Zhu Xiyao didn't know how to answer for a moment. After all, he was a cultivator of the Wuji Demon Sect. After experiencing those bumpy eras, he was already a rare genius who was able to stimulate the Yuan-Devouring Stone to emit silver light.

But now is different from the past. This is one of the top ten monster disciples of the Wuji Demon Sect. The successful recruitment test at that time caused a crack in the Yuan-Devouring Stone. Its quality is definitely much higher than that of ordinary monsters who only stimulated the Yuan-Devouring Stone to expel silver light.

However, such a powerful demon disciple is only ranked tenth among the top ten, and the first nine are even more perverted. In the three major sects, they are definitely at the level of successors of the head sects.

"Hey, just say it's ordinary." Zhu Xiyao no longer knew what to say. Although the disciples who could inspire silver light and cherish as precious treasures are now running all over the ground in the Wuji Demon Sect, there are no fewer ones.

Perhaps, in the future, they will be the core of the Wuji Demon Sect, and glory is destined to be born in their hands.

While Zhu Xiyao was moved, he firmly recognized something. No matter how outstanding these disciples were, they were not comparable to that great master.

But if you think about it carefully, the head teacher has been in seclusion for more than three years, and it is about to reach the critical moment of discussing the Tao in Canglang Mountain. Maybe it is time to get out of seclusion. My personal manager will soon be busy.

Wuji Demon Sect, True Demon Peak.

Du Suifeng stood still like a rock, maintaining an extremely mysterious posture, holding the black battle axe in his hand, for three hours.

For him, who is already at the peak of the late stage of the Jindan stage, even if he stands for three hours, he will not feel very tired even after three years. But at this moment, he is almost unable to hold on. He is sweating all over and his muscles are spasming like convulsions. With a low shout, he can no longer bear the exhaustion and fall to the ground.

"Hahahaha, is it only half a cup of tea more than last time? No, Master is about to come out of seclusion, I must persist for a longer time to surprise him, not disappoint him." Du Suifeng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged slightly, breathed and adjusted his breathing, recovered as soon as possible, and continued to practice.

What Du Suifeng practiced was the six styles of fighting, which was a set of war gods and ten-arms from the 100 powerful clans in the cultivation realm. It also had extremely powerful magical powers in Su Yang's hands.

However, after the Demon Tribulation Battle, Su Yang discovered that the six styles of fighting are not just magical powers of fighting. Six styles and six methods of standing stances can communicate the power of heaven and earth to cleanse the body, and are also an excellent body-building technique.

So Su Yang taught this method to Du Suifeng and ordered him to do the six major stakes within three years to stand for an hour.

One hour?

At first, Du Suifeng thought that Su Yang set the requirements too low, but after real practice, he realized how high the requirements set the requirements were.

It should be noted that the remains of the God of War are born with powerful bodies. They are born with the power of the ten dragons and ten images when they are born, and they can directly reach the level of hundreds of dragons and hundreds of images when they are adults. Compared with the weak body of humans, the gap is not scattered. If you want to practice the six styles of fighting, you will inevitably suffer a lot.

However, Du Suifeng was never afraid of challenges, or Su Yang had a deep influence on him. He was a vivid replica. He adhered to Su Yang's unyielding evil style and tried to train the six stances of the six styles of fighting to the extent of each of them persisting for three hours, and even tried to go further, which surprised Su Yang.

This may be the driving force for Du Suifeng's cultivation. Just thinking about Su Yang's surprised expression, Du Suifeng felt very excited.

"Master, wait and see. On the day you leave the seclusion, I will definitely surprise you." Du Suifenghu roared and insisted on continuing to practice the six styles of fighting to start a new round of impact.

In the belly of the True Demon Peak, in a seclusion room with many restrictions, a black demon-turning corridor was constantly collapsing and shattering, revealing a slightly vague phantom of the Nascent Soul. He held a painted black thunder peak in his hand, hanging above Su Yang's head, constantly refining the residual purgatory demonic energy, as if he was desperately attacking something.

It’s a pity that this group of Nascent Soul phantoms demanded too much, and it was a pity that ultimately failed.
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