Bibo Gate!

Two hundred and sixteen Taoist monks received brand new clothing and dressed up, looking at the runes embroidered on their chests, with a complex expression.

About half of these people are casual cultivators, while the other half is from Lingshan Taoist sects of all sizes.

Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, both are there.

People who used to have roots, belongings, relatives, and identify with each other now have become lonely ghosts.

But unexpectedly, after becoming every duckweed floating in the wilderness for a period of time, he became a sect monk with a formal jade butterfly.

Looking back on the past, this complexity is really not something that can be told by outsiders.

The Bibo Sect ushered in a very strong growth, and the sect monks suddenly expanded to more than 300.

There is no doubt that this speed of growth has never happened before, and no small and medium-sized sect will expand to such a level within one day.

Even if it can be achieved, under normal circumstances, no one will do this.

The reason is very simple. Not to mention the issue of the transfer of the host and the guest, just talk about how these newly joined monks can ensure their identity and sense of belonging?

However, this problem is not a problem for Bibomen.

Taoist king, faith is the bond that connects each other, common identity, secrets, pursuits, and the great way are enough to dissolve each other's distance and barriers.

Of course, not everyone agrees with joining a new sect. Even with oracles, there are still twenty or thirty Taoist monks who choose to wait and see for the time being.

Su Cheng didn't care about this.

Under the sky displayed by the illusion array, in the bustling unnamed valley, the turbulent Bibo Gate was repaired for three days.

Three days later, the new organizational structure, interpersonal context, division of duties, welfare and salary, etc. were roughly sorted out.

The goal of more than 300 people gathered together is huge. In a wild environment, once you walk out of the valley, you will inevitably be exposed.

Whether it is a wild beast or a puppet army that has already stepped into the Qianhuan Valley, it is all dangerous for the growing Bibo Gate.

Therefore, the growing Bibo Gate was divided into five, with three priests leading the way, and Su Cheng and Xie Hui also assumed the responsibilities of the way, each with eighty people up and down, each with different routes, heading straight to the Taoist sect gathering point scattered within thousands of miles.

It was the afternoon of the fifth day to make all preparations for contact and meeting place and time.

At this time, the disciples who were alert outside had already discovered signs of the puppet army entering, and the defeated strange beasts and wild beasts had broken the surrounding peace.

The current situation cannot be delayed, and the five teams have reached the final separation.

Wu Xingyun was wearing a brand new Bibo Gate outfit, saying goodbye to a few old friends one by one.

He was divided into the road led by Su Cheng himself. I heard that Su Cheng was named by himself. Everyone who didn't know the truth was a little envious of his "good luck" because of a rumor that has not been officially recognized.

Rumors claim that the head of Bibo Sect is a candidate with a beautiful eye from Taoist, and the so-called "voting" is nothing more than this.

What is a voter? Most people naturally don’t know, but it represents a position and kindness that is closest to the Taoist lord.

Looking at the head of the Bibo Sect through this halo, it seems natural that his age and cultivation are.

From this Imagine that the Bibo Sect must be the sect of the whole sect to convert to the Taoist king. The conversion was still very early. Now, everyone's joining and the identity of the voter are rewards for him.

"What's wrong with this person?"

When they parted, Xie Hui saw that Su Cheng had been secretly paying attention to Wu Xingyun's behavior, so he asked quietly.

Su Cheng shook his head and smiled, "No, don't worry!"

"You have to be careful!"

"I know!"

The two looked at each other tacitly, and Zhen Wan came in to report that it was time to set off.

Three of the five teams have left, and the valley has become empty.

The intimacy and noise for several days only left behind all thatched cottages and debris, and the surrounding cliffs, the large entrances and exits were all blocked by huge rocks.

Su Cheng and Xie Hui left the tent and watched the disciples ignite it. While everyone was busy eliminating the traces, they walked to the edge of the pool in the middle of the valley, and were silent for a moment.

"Our traces may not be covered for long. What is the constitution in Fangshan?"

In addition to the disciples brought out this time, there are still 10 or 20 disciples left behind in Fangshan. Now Xie Hui is worried that once the news about Bibo Sect and Taoist Sect leaks...

However, without taking this step, the growth of Bibo Gate will be indefinitely.

I hope that the people will reproduce naturally, and the new blood money in the sect will not be followed. Even in the best and most smooth situation, the Bibo Sect will come in handy, and it will take more than a thousand years of light to wait, and how can Su Cheng wait?

It is imperative to recruit old and new people. How can you do nothing because you are afraid of the exposure of Bibomen?

Besides, even if it is exposed, it is not unacceptable to give up Fangshan's foundation and all the landslides.

Moreover, even if Jixia Academy discovered this, it would not take it seriously for a small Bibo Gate and two or three kittens and dogs left behind in Fangshan. How to use it will be the first choice until it becomes a behemoth that cannot be ignored.

Of course, this is just an expectation, and there will be any accidents that cannot be resisted. For example, the person Su Cheng has been observing secretly at this moment - Wu Xingyun.

Su Cheng did not answer Xie Hui's concerns, and inadvertently found a man and woman bid farewell across the pool.

It was Yin Yuehua and Shi Gan.

Looking at the couple who finally got together, Su Cheng smiled with relief, but a blink of an eye made him frown.

Just behind Yin Yuehua and Shi Gang, a shadow of a tree-shaded darkness, a figure quietly hid there motionlessly.

It's Lin Jinyun!

Su Cheng hesitated for a moment, and then used the magical powers he obtained when he broke through the middle stage of foundation building to sense it slightly.

This feeling, a strong negative emotion shocked him backwards.

"What's wrong?"

Xie Hui asked.

Su Cheng raised his hand to stop him, and the divine light flashed in his eyes, and the natal talent - [Divine Confusion Technique] had quietly unfolded.

The bell in the natal world trembled silently in the chest, but it emitted a faint fluctuation, and even Xie Hui around him did not notice it.

This time it's clearer.

From jealousy to hatred, now this hatred has become an ant on the tars bone. To endure the biting of this ant on the tars bone every day has quietly changed Lin Jinyun's temperament.

Make him become gloomy, cunning, disguised, and...

No, there is still!

Su Cheng's eyes changed again, and an extremely obscure divine light appeared in his pupils like a vortex.

He, Lin Jinyun, this young man who was not talented, originally lazy, humorous and optimistic, was actually trying to sharpen his mood and assist in his practice!

No wonder, with his talent, he came to the top, and he seemed to have achieved complete Qi training.

Is this a demon of the Taoist heart or a demonic heart?

Su Cheng couldn't tell the difference for a moment.

Good boy!

Su Cheng restrained the divine light in his eyes and smiled.

It actually made me see it.

No matter which one is, it is harmless to Su Cheng, Bibo Sect, and Daojun. As for the triangular relationship between him and Yin Yuehua and the other three, it is their private affairs.

"It's a perfect couple!"

Xie Hui did not notice Lin Jinyun, but saw Yin Yuehua and Shi Gan snuggling together. He thought Su Cheng was strange because of the two of them, so he said with a smile.

Su Cheng shook his head, without any sense of explanation.

This unexpected discovery reminded him of it.

Don't be simple, just focus on superficial things.

Just like this, the entry of more than 200 Taoist disciples this time.

On the surface, the Bibo Sect has grown stronger and has reached the scale of a medium-sized sect in one fell swoop. What about it?

There are more than 300 people, not more than 300 NPCs. Everyone has their own facts, and everyone has their own ideals and no choice. Wu Xingyun is not an isolated case, but one of them is more obvious. Now using unified ideals, goals and ideas to temporarily integrate them together does not mean that everything is going well.

There is still a long way to go before turning them into a steel group. At this time, it is far from being complacent and careless.

I discussed some trivial matters and details with Xie Hui, and it was time to part.

The traces in the valley were eliminated, the illusion array above the head was cancelled, and their respective supplies were received. The two teams flew to two different cliffs, bowed their hands from afar, and then turned around.

After they left for two hours, night fell, and large terrified beasts were like surging tides that drowned the valley. Behind the beast tide, large tracts of primitive jungle fell, and the silver army that could not even be covered by the darkness was like rolling steel torrents. Every time they advanced for a distance, they waved the double-edged sword in their hands and merged into a huge light blade that spread across the entire front.

Wherever the light blade goes, the mountains and petrified mountains turn into powder, and forests cut, and all obstacles turn into smooth roads.

Another manipulation core consisting of thousands of monks was walking in the silver army. Among them, an old cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Pill suddenly raised his arms, and the army of puppets rolling forward stopped.

Old Xiu shrugged his nose, took out a strange compass from the storage bag, circled it in place several times, and pointed to the valley ahead, "Where is it!"

The army continued to move forward, but stopped again after advancing for a quarter of an hour.

What forced them to stop was the skyline directly in front of them.

The skyline was bright, and a giant bird composed of green light and shadow sang clearly, inciting its huge wings and attacking the army that covered the sky and the sun.

"It's Qingmu, the Nascent Soul-stage wild beast, forming a formation, forming a formation!"

A big war is inevitable.

The monks from the Nangong family quickly released the talisman birds used for contact, and at the same time, they controlled large pieces of puppets to form a counterattack army.

A big battle broke out after an hour.

The support from the Nangong family did not arrive.

Two days later, forests, canyons and mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles were destroyed.

There were corpses hidden at the scene, damaged puppets and broken parts, and sprinkled everywhere.
Chapter completed!