The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

I was thinking... Baili Changsheng covered his ears, his eyes were full of hatred, Revenge!

He wants revenge, he wants to destroy the entire blood domain, and pay homage to his parents and younger sister!

Okay. Jun Muqian nodded slowly, with a slight smile on his lips, I like this idea very much.

Baili Changsheng was stunned suddenly: Benefactor?

Revenge is fine, but don't be blinded by hatred. Jun Muqian said lightly, It's easy to go crazy if you practice like that.

What do you mean? Ji Le didn't understand, What do you want?

However, Baili Changsheng suddenly understood, and he knelt down suddenly: I would like to worship my benefactor as my teacher until the day I am able to take revenge!

Ji Le was stunned: A fifth-level spiritual master worships a fourth-level spiritual master as your teacher? Are you out of your mind?

Although she sealed most of the power, that small part made Jun Muqian rise two more levels. She had to admit that the potential of this human being was really huge.

You know what a fart! Baili Changsheng raised his head with a proud face, The benefactor is the most powerful.

Ji Le was out of breath, and slapped her up: I saved you!

That's right— Baili Changsheng's voice can be said to be repeated a thousand times.

Boy, I warn you, you...

Jun Muqian interrupted: You don't need to be a teacher. I have a sect. I wonder if you are interested in joining?

Join! Baili Changsheng nodded immediately, I don't know the name of your benefactor's sect?

He rubbed his hands, thinking, it must be a very remarkable sect.

Monarch Pavilion.

Monarch Pavilion? Baili Changsheng scratched his head, Why haven't I heard of it?

Ji Le was also surprised: I haven't heard of it, did you build it yourself?

What? Jun Muqian rolled his eyelids, Do you have any opinions?

Ji Le hesitated: No, I dare not.

The benefactor is really amazing. Baili Changsheng looked adoring, You can even build a sect by yourself.

It's really nice to say. Jun Muqian nodded in satisfaction.

Bliss: ...

She couldn't stand this flattery.

But benefactor, does our sect have a number? Baili Changsheng asked.

Jun Muqian hesitated for a moment: What's the door number?

After each sect is established, it has to go to the Zongmen Alliance to get a door number. Baili Changsheng explained, Only with a door number can it be recognized by other sects, otherwise it will be...

He didn't say the four words pheasant sect.

So that's the case. Jun Muqian was thoughtful, It seems that before the start of the Hundred Sects War next year, I have to go to the Zongmen Alliance.

Hundred Sect Wars? Ji Le suddenly became interested, Is this the activity of you humans fighting in groups?

That's what it means. Jun Muqian nodded, Each sect must have at least five people fighting.

Therefore, she still needs to find two more people to join the Monarch Pavilion.

No, benefactor. Baili Changsheng said suddenly, The door number is only issued every ten years, and it was issued just last year. We won't be able to participate in the Hundred Schools War next year.

Jun Muqian's eyelids twitched: Only once in ten years?

Because there are too many people like you, benefactor, who have established their own sects. If they are published every year, all the sects in Huaxu Continent will be.

Then, Jun Muqian pressed his forehead, is there no other way to get the door number?

The agreement between her and Rong Qing is only for one year.

Yes! Baili Changsheng was very excited, We can snatch people from other sects. The Zongmen Alliance only recognizes the number of the sect, not the sect.

Snatch... Jun Muqian pondered for a while, Xiao Lele, go and help me find out if there are any sects with the most heinous crimes, the kind that oppresses civilians, burns, kills, and loots.

Well, okay— Bliss walked out reflexively, and then turned back ferociously, Don't call me Xiao Lele!

Okay, Xiaojiji.

Ji Le staggered, the corner of her mouth twitched: I would rather you call me Little Butterfly.

After finishing speaking, with a shua, it flew away directly.

Baili Changsheng jumped up in shock, his fingers trembling: Benefactor, she, she...

Butterfly. Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows, Haven't you seen it?

No... I've never seen a person turn into a butterfly.

Since you have decided to join the Monarch Pavilion, can you tell me what your spiritual root is? Jun Muqian clasped his hands, I can also plan your cultivation route for you.

Spiritual root? Hearing this, Baili Changsheng paused, a little embarrassed, To tell my benefactor, I don't know what my spiritual root is.

Cough, cough, cough! A look of surprise flashed across Jun Mu's shallow eyes, I don't know?

There is such a thing?

It's true! Baili Changsheng was confused, I have spiritual roots and have used them before, but I just don't know which kind it belongs to.

It's not like fighting spirits, and it's not like controlling spirits, and it's even less likely to be talking spirits and curse spirits.

And what's terrible is that his spiritual root will only respond to his call when life and death are critical.

I see. Jun Muqian nodded slightly, Then go down and rest first, your senior sister lives next door, you can go and have a look.

Changsheng resigns. Baili Changsheng pursed his lips and walked out.

The Baili family, what is the secret of this Baili family? Jun Muqian knocked on the table, sighed, and said to himself, It's a pity that the family has been exterminated, and I can't find it even if I try to find it.

You want to know? Wen Liang's low voice drifted in, interrupting her meditation.

Jun Muqian turned his head to look, but smiled helplessly.

Question: The name of one of the seven major sects has already appeared in the previous article. What is it?

Cough cough, I count a lot more in the public period~

Bear with it, wait for me to put it on the shelves and take you to act forcefully and take you to fly hahaha (づ￣3￣)づ╭