Chapter 91

"Hmm?"

Zhang Wuye was stunned, with a trace of fear, seemingly thinking of some ominous thing.

"Ah!"

Ye Fan felt a chill. Isn't it said that the Sacred Body is immune to all evil, and blood Qi has a natural and extremely strong resistance to various evil forces? How can it still grow red hair.

"Didn't I tell you that some people of your constitution will grow red hair in their later years and various ominous things will happen?"

Lin Xian said surprisingly: "This has a great connection with your broken path."

"Did you say that, Saint Master?!"

Ye Fan was a bit suspicious of life. The breeze blew, and clearly it was a Sacred Body with abundant blood Qi, but he felt a bit cold and couldn't help but shiver.

It was as if there was a pair of gloomy, pitch-black eyes staring at him from behind, not knowing if it was human or ghost.

"These are small things, not the key."

Lin Xian coughed and said seriously: "The key is that we have a common enemy and are truly our own people."

Zhang Wuye was speechless, recalling the various legends of his ancestor's later years. After a moment of silence, he signaled the people in the village to put away their weapons.

This village built of stones had only a few dozen households, adding up to no more than two hundred people, but it was incredibly united. In order to resist the invasion of wanderers, men, women, old, and young, all villagers were holding sharp knives.

After hearing that the visitors were not enemies, the villagers were relieved and showed smiles, welcoming the arrival of friends, and killed a sheep that night to entertain the guests.

The golden mutton made a crackling sound under the burning of the fierce fire, the tempting grease dripped and made the fire rise, the enthusiastic villagers danced around the fire, ate meat in big mouthfuls, drank wine in big bowls, and carried a bit of bandit spirit in their roughness, which is the characteristic of the creatures in the Northern Region.

Ye Fan and the others also followed the customs, sitting in front of the fire. The hot fire illuminated little Tingting's face. She was young and couldn't drink strong wine. The village had specially brewed grape juice, which was the favorite of young children.

Lin Xian also relaxed, took out some medicine powder and honey, and applied it to the roasted whole sheep, making the mutton more delicious.

These seasonings were prepared by him daily. Sometimes eating metal weapons, mud, and stones was a bit hard to swallow, so he added some to the bowl to adjust the taste.

Centennial bee king honey can mix materials and rub them into medicine pills, gold pills, stone pills, copper pills, iron pills, and take one on the road.

Amidst the laughter, Lin Xian didn't act as a riddle man, but followed the customs of the Northern Region and went straight to the point, incredibly frankly: "We are here to seek the Source Heaven Master's inheritance."

"Zhang Wuye, your lineage can be merged into our Heavenly Pivot Sacred Ground. As a reward, the Sacred Ground will provide protection for the village."

"You don't have to worry about wanderers coming to burn, kill, and loot in the future, and you don't have to hand over all Source stones. Most of the Source can be kept by yourself."

As soon as this was said, Zhang Wuye was still pondering, and some old people in the village were moved.

Some young and vigorous young people couldn't help but shout: "Recently, Chen Dahuzi and the others are too much, wanting us to hand over five catties of Source!"

"Last time we handed over more than four catties, they snatched Er Lengzi's sister!"

"Wouldn't it be better to find protection."

A group of people talked at once, scolding and complaining.

This group of wanderers, Chen Dahuzi, is the most shameless batch among the wanderers in the Northern Region. They have no backbone, rob Source everywhere, kill people at every turn, bully young girls, and do all kinds of evil.

Even if other wanderers rob, they know how to cut leeks sustainably and will not destroy the entire village.

But when it comes to Chen Dahuzi, if they can't hand over enough Source, he really destroys the whole family. This kind of act of cutting off the roots makes the villagers within five hundred miles feel insecure.

A young man who looked very honest gritted his teeth, scolding while crying: "My sister was snatched by this group of beasts..."

He is Er Lengzi, who hates wanderers the most and is a victim, very much wanting revenge.

"What is Chen Dahuzi's cultivation?" Ye Fan couldn't stand this kind of thing the most and said in a deep voice: "Where is this group of wanderers."

Er Lengzi quickly confessed. Chen Dahuzi is a cultivator in the Divine Bridge realm. The village has only Life Spring at the highest, and they can't beat him at all. And this group of wanderers is very cunning and has no fixed place. Except for coming to collect Source, no one can find their traces.

"Daring to be so arrogant in the Divine Bridge realm and doing so many evil things." Ye Fan snorted coldly. The Northern Region is really a small temple with big demon winds, and the pond is shallow with many turtles.

Zhang Wuye sighed and said: "Calculate the time, Chen Dahuzi will come to the door tomorrow. According to the practice, they will catch someone or kill someone to stand up."

A Divine Bridge cultivator, Ye Fan didn't take it to heart. After this period of cultivation, his cultivation increased greatly, and he was close to the Dao Palace realm. Plus the superposition of constitution and secret methods, he could kill ordinary Dao Palaces.

He revealed the Other Shore realm, and then took it all on, promising to get rid of this great harm for the village.

For a time, everyone was overjoyed, and the relationship between the crowd and Lin Xian's party became more intimate.

Another very clever teenager, Wang Shu, even took the initiative to step forward and ask Lin Xian about cultivation methods.

Zhang Wuye was suddenly shocked, wanting to stop it. Scriptures are the secrets of a sect, how can they be easily taught.

Asking casually will provoke the displeasure of several immortals.

"Don't be nervous." Lin Xian shook his head and smiled calmly: "Our Heavenly Pivot Sacred Ground wants to rise, and it is bound to establish a sect in the Northern Region. If your village is willing to join and accept protection, it can become a branch of the Sacred Ground and exist as a lower courtyard."

"High-level secret methods cannot be taught yet. It needs to be assessed to test talent and loyalty. The scriptures of the Wheel and Sea can be pointed out."

The young people in the small village were overjoyed. Under the leadership of several cultivators, they bowed and were willing to join the Heavenly Pivot sect.

Wang Shu and Er Lengzi were also in the kneeling crowd.

"This kind of bloodline? In the ancient times, it was called the Crownless Emperor, second only to the Ancient Emperor bloodline."

Lin Xian looked at Wang Shu and Er Lengzi twice more, then waved his robe, divine power surging, as if an invisible big hand helped everyone up.

He preached the Dao and taught the village crowd some cultivation methods of the "Dao Scripture", and finally exhorted: "Wang Shu and Er Lengzi, both have good talents, can stay by my side as Dao boys."

"Others, if they have talent and loyalty, can also be introduced to the main Sacred Ground, become formal disciples, and be taught Dao Palace scriptures."

This move of buying horse bones with a thousand gold made the village crowd excited. They only had shallow cultivation methods, and the highest realm was only Life Spring.

Dao Palace scriptures, for them, are true immortal scriptures.

Why is Qingxia Gate high above, ruling five hundred miles of land, isn't it because they have several Dao Palace experts.

"Thank you, Saint Master!"

"Thank you, Dean!"

"See the Principal!"

Countless excited voices sounded, everyone was overjoyed, and what slogans were shouted out.

"Lower courtyard disciples are collectively called Principal."

Lin Xian waved his hand: "When you cultivate successfully, I will take you to Northern Expedition and clear the wanderers in this area."

"Principal, Northern Expedition?"

Ye Fan's expression was strange, only feeling that Lin Saint Master was becoming more and more abstract.

Saint Master is the Principal, what is he, the Saint Son, doing?

"Saint Master, you wouldn't want me to be the Director." Ye Fan held his forehead, wanting to refute, but after thinking carefully, he found that opening a Sacred Ground and building a school seemed to be no different, both were recruiting disciples.

Better than opening a company before, it's reliable.

"Director, you think too beautifully, I feel that your academic qualifications are fake, not suitable for misleading children."

"Fengchu, you should be a physical education teacher."

Lin Xian shook his head, didn't let Ye Fengchu come out, just appointed him as a physical education teacher, responsible for the daily physical cultivation of the disciples, as for the cultivation part, it was handed over to Jiang Tingting.