Bu Xianfeng was just thinking about this when he suddenly heard Ye Xiao say leisurely: "In fact, whether it is the ten major gangs or the eight major forces in Wujianghai... it seems that they are all fighting for life and death in the arena, but... in fact,

There are only a few people who really set their sights on the boundless sea."

"This side of the boundless sea is just a corner of the land with a limited layout. How can a person who truly has a beautiful heart set his goal here? The temporary work here is just to sharpen oneself, so that when the edge suddenly emerges, the performance will be even better

It’s just more dazzling…”

Ye Xiao said lightly: "They are still making trouble here just because they are not amazing enough... Since they are not amazing enough, they need to perform and compete, and in the end, there will only be two or three people, or at most three or four, who can compete.

."

"While they are still competing and sharpening their skills, this is the space left for me to develop."

Ye Xiaofeng said calmly: "My current strength is still weak and not worth mentioning, but the one who really aspires to be the best in the future...may not be me!"

The one who really aspires to win may not be me!

What is revealed in this sentence makes everyone stunned!

Just now I was thinking that this young master seemed to have no ambitions and was not involved in the current turmoil at all, but now it seems that there is no ambition? It is obvious that the ambition is so big that it scares people to death!

If he really continues this way, Bu Xianfeng feels that one day in the future, he may not be able to be ranked next to Ye Xiao...

With this thought in mind, I immediately remembered what Ye Xiao said just now: Lao Bu, just keep your eyes open, I will do it... At that time, you will beg me to stay in my monarch's pavilion!

When Bu Xiangfeng thought about this sentence now, he no longer dared to ridicule it.

But it may not be possible...it can't be done...

Moreover, his surname is...Ye.

Bu Xianfeng couldn't help but feel a little complicated in his heart.

At this moment, a special bird with its head covered in blood-red suddenly flew from various locations in the city, and in just a moment, it had already penetrated into the sky.

?Only a long afterimage and an undetectable black hole in space are left.

"Shenxing Falcon! And there are still so many of them?"

Bu Xianfeng's eyes widened: "The dispatch of the Shenxing Falcon means that someone is asking for help, and there are more than one family. Counting the Shenxing Falcons that just appeared, there are no less than dozens of them."

Ye Xiao nodded: "Lao Bu, I need you to do something now."

"What's the matter?" Bu Xianfeng asked.

"Now I need to...let some high-level cultivators know that a place called the Hall of Life and Death...is where we are. Here, we have the ability to reverse the calamity of death, avoid death and prolong life; even fatal injuries can be treated. But it's not specific.

It’s only limited to casual cultivators in the world.”

Ye smiled and said: "One more thing, if you want me to save lives, you must agree to a condition...either join us in person, serve me as the master, listen to my orders, or...promise to do your best for us once, at any time

, any place, any object. Two choices, choose one!"

"There is no need for any guarantee, no need for any mortgage. As long as there is...the blood of my heart and the oath of the sky!"

Ye smiled.

"This... this is Hong Guoguo's coercion..." Bu Xiangfeng's eyes widened: "Most of the casual cultivators would rather die than lose points, so most of them would not agree."

Ye Xiao said lightly: "I only ask you to carry out this matter. As for whether they agree or not, it is not a question you should worry about!"

"We can use other methods to recruit people, why do we have to use this most extreme method?" Bu Xiangfeng was a little confused.

"You can't do extreme things when you are in an extreme situation. How can you achieve something? If a master of casual cultivating wants to join the organization, he has many choices. It has been decided for a long time, but who will choose me?" Ye smiled and said: "Who dares to join such a mess...

?”

"So I only recruit people who are dying, and I use their lives as a price to serve me or sell their lives for me."

Ye Xiao said: "This is not coercion, but a transaction. Or it can be a sale! You are willing and I am willing, it is the most fair and just!"

Bu Xiangfeng sighed.

What Ye Xiao said was undoubtedly the truth.

As a casual cultivator, and also a high-level cultivator... who is not proud of him? If he wanted to join an organization, he would have already joined, so why wait until now?

Since you haven't chosen to join any organization so far, there is basically no hope of being recruited. Because those big forces must have already recruited you, but they were rejected by the other party.

Although Ye Xiao's method was clearly to take advantage of others' danger, for now, it was the only way to quickly expand his strength.

In addition, Bu Xiangfeng now has great confidence in Ye Xiao.

No matter where those people came from or what their original intentions were, as long as they arrived at Ye Xiao's place, Ye Xiao would naturally have a way to make those people return to their homes!

The reason why he had this understanding was just to compare his feelings with his own... Bu Xianfeng found that even though they only got along for such a short time, he was already reluctant to leave... although he would never admit it either with his mouth or in his heart!

As for crying and shouting, kneeling down, hugging Ye Xiao's thigh and begging to be taken in and cared for, it is absolutely impossible!

But...is it really impossible?

"When you are doing this work, just keep one thing in mind... Although we need someone to come to us for help, in everyone's eyes, the way out you gave is still a top-secret piece of information..." Ye Xiao

said.

"Ah?" Bu Xiangfeng fainted: "Why is this? Is it so mysterious?"

"Why is it too troublesome to explain? You just need to do it. I have spent a lot of energy explaining it to you just now, and I really don't have the patience to do it again." Ye smiled and said: "In short, the news is disseminated through small channels.

…”

"Only high-level cultivators above the Divine Origin Realm are qualified to know...or are qualified to come here. This is the lower limit."

"The more mysterious all relevant information is, the better."

As Ye Xiao spoke, he looked at Bu Xiangcheng, and his eyes suddenly shone with strange light: "Lao Bu, in this chaotic city, even if you are as mean-mouthed as you, you should probably know each other, right? You only need to inform three people.

."

Bu Xianfeng's eyes were like bells: "What? What did you say? Who is being mean?"

Ye Xiaoyi, who is so mean?

This is a great question.

You have reached the point where you are invincible in the world, but you still don't admit it. You are surprised: "You don't even have three? Think about it, you are so mean, even if you know others, they may not be rare to know you. I

You don’t force the other person to be an acquaintance of yours, as long as you know the other person’s information..."

Bu Xianfeng was extremely angry and laughed: "Okay, okay, I will definitely do it!"

Conscience of heaven and earth, Bu Xianfeng just asked because he felt that it would be difficult to achieve the effect at all, so why did it come to Ye Xiao's mouth, and it became the question of Bu Xianfeng having no friends and no acquaintance to complete the task because he was a bitch.

The so-called divine interludes and divine variations are probably nothing more than this!

"Just do as I say." Ye smiled and said: "The Hall of Ten Deaths, Life and Death is located a little far away from the big yard, in the small hut in the woods. I will make a plaque later.

Hang it up. Then decorate the inside and wait for people to come."

Bu Xianfeng felt like he had a toothache: Is this really okay? Do you dare to be more perfunctory! Even if the name of Ten Deaths and Living Things is very loud, you still have to have the corresponding means of bringing the dead back to life. You really think you are an immortal doctor.

Already?!

"By the way, I have one last request: the three people you notify must have cultivation levels above the sixth level of the Divine Origin Realm!"

Ye Xiao said very seriously and solemnly.

"Okay! I promise to do this, and I will never make a mistake!"

Bu Xianfeng said: "However, I don't know whether it will have any effect in the end."

"As I said before, just do it. You don't need to consider the effect." Ye Xiao said indifferently, but I'm sure of it. I'm an immortal doctor.

Looking at the half-built wall like this, Ye Xiao felt inexplicably excited: The first step to soaring into the sky outside the mortal world starts from here!

Otherwise... once we miss this miraculous era of heroes competing for hegemony and narrow survival, it will only be more difficult to rise in the future...

…

That night.

Bu Xianfeng's whole body floated out like a wisp of smoke.

A very ordinary inn, in a very ordinary guest room.

A very ordinary-looking man in black, sitting cross-legged in silence with an extremely ordinary black-sheathed long sword across his knees.

His breathing was vague and absent; just sitting in this room like this, people walking by outside had no idea that there was a living person among them.

Even if you accidentally look in through the window and see him, you will probably think that it is a statue...

The wind blows outside the window.

The man rolled his eyelids and focused his gaze on the window, his eyes clear and calm.

A figure appeared at the window with a carefree demeanor: "Hingshanyue, are you not dead yet?"

The man in black in the room remained motionless and said coldly: "Bitch, if you are not dead yet, how can I die?"

The visitor met him step by step and floated in with a smile. Pingshan Yue still sat cross-legged in silence without raising his eyelids.

Bu Xianfeng came in, walked around Pingshan Yue, and suddenly sighed and said: "Pingshan Yue, I slashed you with my sword one hundred and seventy years ago, does it still hurt now?"

Ping Shanyue calmly opened his eyes, glanced at Bu Xianying, and said: "You only need to let me strike with the sword, and after one hundred and seventy years, I will naturally know whether it still hurts or not."
To be continued...