Early in the morning, the core of Erlong Mountain Village Gathering Hall!

The sky was still hazy, but the entrance of the hall was already full of people.

"I can finally see the legendary guide ceremony!"

The two male newcomers who have arrived in the past two days have obvious excitement.

"Ha, if you entered earlier, you would be able to see the last recruitment just like me."

Brother Chong's tone was filled with pride.

It seems that I forgot where my eyes that still remained black and blue came from.

"What do you think we are all the same, and we were bitten to death by monsters half a day after the first entry?"

A new male player called him a question.

"that is!"

Another player also agreed.

"Damn, are you two looking for death..."

Brother Chong was furious and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms of seven gourd babies to cover up the tattoo of the actress in Sakura Country, and wanted to do something.

"Don't argue anymore, look carefully, the guidance has begun!"

In the middle of the three people standing like bodyguards, Xu Xue stared at the hall, and Ji Ye, who was putting the sacrifices on the stage, snorted with some dissatisfaction.

I have to say that as a star, she still has some advantages that others do not have. When Ji Ye no longer manages players, she actually successfully gathered all three newcomers under her "pomegranate skirt".

This made Xu Xue, who was already a little isolated, suddenly qualified to be on par with the other "old newcomers".

After all, those who can come to Erlong Mountain Village in these two days will only be the ones who died once, either died in battle or their strongholds were destroyed.

No matter which one it is, if you dare to enter again so quickly, it means that you will not be too afraid of death!

"Buzz!"

In the Juyi Hall converted from the Buddhist temple, two lucky yellow dragons emerged again, each spitting out golden light towards the "Soul of Civilization" and "Soul Jade" below.

Unlike the mortal level sacrificial entitlement used by Pei San last time, the soul jade suddenly fluctuated after being touched by the golden light spitted out by the dragon of luck, and an enlarged picture was cast in the sky above the hall. The phantoms of the four camp soldiers killed by the Soul Clan were floating on an endless sea composed of black gas with their eyes closed, sinking with the waves.

"Wow!"

"Dad!"

Seeing this scene, some crying sounded in the hall. It was close to the four dead soldiers. Ji Ye specially allowed them to enter the hall to participate in this sacrifice.

However, sadness is not too much. Because according to Lu Zhishen, as long as the stronghold develops, one day there will be a chance to resurrect them again.

"Half a bowl of clear water shines on the universe, a spiritual talisman is a ghost and god. Step on the Yin-Yang Bagua Step, hold a wooden sword in your hand and slashes the demon soul..."

At this time, in the hall, Hong Zhongda Lu's voice sounded and a passage was recited.

"This is……"

Ji Ye's eyes were stunned.

"What is this... is the puppet show's poem title, or a final poem?"

"It was mentioned on the forum that it seems that some particularly popular talents will have some 'distincts' when they appear, telling their lives!"

Some of the new people outside the hall felt novel, while others understood the poetry, and their eyes lit up suddenly.

"Buzz!"

In the sound, the white light in the soul of the black civilization was radiant, and in the light changed into a figure wearing an apricot and yellow Bagua Taoist robe.

"disease!"

Then, he took a step forward, pinched his fingers to make a trick, and pointed his hand at the "soul jade", and the black soul jade suddenly collapsed and disappeared.

The unbounded black sea around the figures of the camp soldiers in the air also broke down. Several remaining spirits of the camp soldiers turned into white light and flew into the hall, causing the two dragons of luck that had dissipated after they exhaled their luck and vaguely recovered a little!

"Isn't this...Uncle Jiu?"

When the face of this man wearing a yellow Taoist robe was clearly seen, most of the new players showed surprise on their faces.

Because, most of the newly emerging people's outfits are too familiar to those born in the 1980s and 1990s.

"But, how could it be Uncle Ninth?"

"He is not in the Chinese stronghold overseas. Could it be that in the place of inheritance, different strongholds can attract two equal heroes?"

"This...is unlikely. If this happens, then dozens of Sun Wukongs will be able to fight outside the sky, and they will not be able to tell who is the real and fake Monkey King!"

Regarding Renjia Village, because the news was blocked, even the two new players who have arrived did not know.

The person who came was actually Uncle Jiu, naturally, was very excited, but he couldn't help but be extremely puzzled.

"I see."

"So, the indigenous people whose strongholds were destroyed can be re-guided to other strongholds. It is probably because the sacrifice comes from the soul clan relationship, so it is related to Uncle Jiu!"

Ji Ye knew it in his heart.

Since "players" can be reborn according to the rules of the game, then "npc" naturally has the possibility of refreshing!

It’s just that the player has a death penalty. What is the cost of rebirth for the Aboriginal people?

Ji Ye looked at Uncle Jiu's attributes.

【Lin Jiu】

Level: First level of metaphysical

Grade: Commander

Explanation: A strange man from Maoshan Taoist Technique who was born in the Republic of China period, possessed the ability to subdue ghosts and eliminate demons, and was good at the talisman art of "Five Thunders and Dharma".

["Successfully attracted the heroes of the human race and won merits: 30!"]

In addition, a prompt message appeared in Ji Ye's mind.

(The heroes of the human race can also be awarded meritorious service. I missed it last time.)

...

"Uncle Jiu, it's great that you can come."

"With you here, we don't need to worry too much when dealing with the attack of the Soul Clan."

A few minutes later, in the hall of Erlong Mountain Village, Lu Zhishen accompanied him, Ji Ye and Uncle Jiu sat down together, and the old man Hu Feng brought the tea.

"Soul Clan?"

Uncle Jiu, who was drinking tea, was shocked and the lid of the teacup almost landed on the ground.

"I made the village leader laugh. For some reason, I seem to feel very disgusted with this name."

Uncle Jiu's pair of thick eyebrows frowned, and his face looked a little confused.

"Uncle Jiu, don't you know the Soul Clan?"

Ji Ye asked with a stunned expression.

"I...I don't remember it, I seem to have lost a lot of memories..."

Uncle Jiu's pair of thick eyebrows frowned and fell into thinking.

Uncle Jiu lost his memory.

Some things about his identity were actually forgotten, and even the Soul Clan destroyed Renjia Village, which was very different from Lu Zhishen.

Obviously, this should be a punishment for the death of the indigenous people after the stronghold was destroyed.

Even more than just amnesia.

You should know that the original Uncle Jiu was a master of "Excellent" level, but the level of the sacrifice soul jade he used before was only "Excellent" level.

It is obvious that Uncle Jiu was also "reduced"!

Such death penalty is undoubtedly much more than the players who are "Choose".

Ji Ye didn't know if he felt sorry for this or was grateful. After all, if Uncle Jiu did not relegate, he would definitely not be taken to Erlong Mountain Village.

However, according to his experience, the grade can be improved through practice, and even if it is downgraded, Uncle Jiu should be much stronger than ordinary heroes.
Chapter completed!