Chapter 311: For the Foundation of the Sect

Walking far away, Liu Xiaolou looked back at the farmstead at the foot of the mountain. Looking down from a high place, he saw people coming and going inside, very lively. He pondered secretly, not knowing what scale the war between Maling Mountain and Qingyuan Mountain could reach? Would they recruit loose cultivators elsewhere?

Thinking about this, he became attentive. After walking six or seven miles, he sensed some movement ahead, so he leaped to a high cliff to observe.

Sure enough, there were two more people on the mountain path ahead, who should also be cultivators of Maling Mountain, blocking the road and checking passersby in another direction. But anyone who practiced cultivation was often detained by these two.

Because this place was far from the farmstead, these two Maling Mountain cultivators did not send people back to the farmstead one by one, but gathered a batch and sent them together. At this moment, these two guys had already intercepted five people. He did not know where these loose cultivators came from, but they were all dejected and quite frustrated.

When he was recruited by the Zhanglong Sect back then, he should have been like this too, right?

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaolou could not help but smile knowingly, feeling many emotions.

He took out a bamboo hat and a face mask from the Qiankun bag and put them on. His feet did not stop, and he rushed directly over there.

"Stop!" The other party pointed at Liu Xiaolou and shouted him to a stop.

Liu Xiaolou had already seen the cultivation level of these two people roughly. One was at Stage 10, and one was at Stage 7, similar to the old man and the strong man just now. It seemed that Maling Mountain used this set of personnel combinations when recruiting loose cultivators in the surrounding mountains and forests. One at Stage 10 sat in town, supplemented by a late-stage Qi Refinement cultivator. Such a lineup, coupled with the name of Maling Mountain, was generally enough.

If they really ran into Foundation Establishment, they could generally understand. For the sake of Maling Mountain's orthodox name, they would not make things too difficult for the people doing things.

But Liu Xiaolou was not a general situation. He was from Wulong Mountain, and the style of conduct brought in his bones was completely different. Therefore, these two were unlucky.

After some words, Liu Xiaolou obtained the righteous name. As a Foundation Establishment senior, he was forcibly recruited by two blind juniors and suffered unreasonable humiliation. Naturally, he had to give a slight punishment.

And during the slight punishment, because he could not distinguish the identities of the people present, the other five were also knocked down.

This round of slight punishment yielded a total of sixteen spirit stones, three bottles of spirit elixirs, one mid-level low-grade artifact Yellow Sand Umbrella, and nine other low-level artifacts.

Liu Xiaolou tried his best to save time. He did not skip the necessary procedures, and he did not add unnecessary actions or idle talk. In short, he grabbed the time to finish and leave.

Although generally when a great sect goes to war, it usually does not recruit to the level of Foundation Establishment cultivators, there are many special cases. For example, the great war between the Zhanglong Sect and the Gengsang Cave back then only recruited Qi Refinement loose cultivators at the beginning. After all, Foundation Establishment loose cultivators are not so easy to recruit, and it is not easy to command when fighting. But when the two sects fought to the point of heavy losses, they no longer cared so much. When they should recruit Foundation Establishment, they still recruited, with Golden Core Elders sitting in the back personally, coercing Foundation Establishment cultivators to rush forward.

Liu Xiaolou also heard from Su Wuniang that one year, the Yuxianghe Sect and the Beimang Sect had a great war. Both were among the top ten sects in the world. Among the recruited cultivators, each had dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

So one cannot be too greedy. Getting benefits and being recruited twice is enough. If Maling Mountain finds out, even if they don't send Golden Core Elders to come forward, if a mid-stage or late-stage Foundation Establishment inner disciple comes, he will likely suffer the consequences.

Therefore, he did not go up to be recruited a third time and went south directly.

There was the Qingyuan Sect in the south. If the Maling Sect could recruit loose cultivators, there was no reason why the Qingyuan Sect could not. He left the third and fourth times for the Qingyuan Sect.

Going south three hundred miles in one day, Liu Xiaolou's journey could not be said to be not urgent. You know, this is three hundred miles of mountains and rivers connected, gullies and ravines crisscrossing.

Following the North River south, when he arrived at a place called Zhenyang Gorge, he finally saw the Qingyuan Sect cultivators setting up a checkpoint at the gorge entrance.

After observing for a long time, he cut down a few bamboos, wove a simple bamboo raft, threw it into the river water, boarded the raft, and drifted toward the Zhenyang Gorge entrance.

The checkpoint set up by the Qingyuan Sect at Zhenyang Gorge was not small, placing a full six cultivators to intercept loose cultivators drifting down the river. Two leaders at Qi Refinement Perfection led four late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators. This lineup was truly not bad.

Zhenyang Gorge was within the sphere of influence of Qingyuan Mountain, and the passing cultivators did not dare to openly resist, all obediently binding their hands, all placed on a high-legged bamboo platform on the river, waiting to be taken away together after there were more people.

In the matter of recruiting loose cultivators, the Qingyuan Sect was more domineering than the Maling Sect. Except for letting go of a few Luo Fu Sect cultivators, most loose cultivators, and even many disciples of Lingnan families, were recruited by them. Almost nine out of ten intercepted were recruited, and twenty or thirty people gathered on that high-legged bamboo platform!

Liu Xiaolou just stood on the small bamboo raft and bumped into it.

The Qingyuan Sect was domineering, but their words were much more polite than the Maling Sect, appearing to have etiquette: "This fellow Daoist, please go slowly, please come over and drink a cup of tea."

Liu Xiaolou's bamboo raft was hooked over by several long poles with hooks, pulled under the high-legged bamboo platform, and then, in a daze, a cup of tea was added to his hand, and the tea water was still steaming!

"Where does the fellow Daoist come from? Where are you going?"

"Which sect? Which one are you attached to?"

"Do you have any old ties with the Maling Sect?"

After a few questions, the teacup was snatched away, and after finding out clearly, the other party revealed his true colors.

"Take off the bamboo hat, take off the face mask too. Don't bring those stinking habits of you loose cultivators in! Do you hear me?"

Someone supported Liu Xiaolou's waist: "Go up!"

Liu Xiaolou said: "I still have to rush, so I won't go up."

The other party said: "I apologize, but I can't help it. Go up! Eh? Still dare to resist? This fellow Daoist, you must recognize the situation. My Qingyuan Sect and the Maling Sect will have a great war. We are now recruiting cultivators from all over the world to participate in the war. If the fellow Daoist is obsessed, I fear there will be unbearable things... I already said to take off the bamboo hat and face mask, why don't you listen? Ouch!"

The point was reached, Liu Xiaolou had "righteousness" in hand, so he did not delay and took action on the spot.

He threw out the Lin Yuan Xuan Stone array plate, first circling the four late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators inside, letting them appreciate the illusions themselves. The remaining two at Qi Refinement Perfection were not standing well. One sat in town on the high-legged bamboo platform, and the other was slightly further away, on a small boat ten zhang away. This gave Liu Xiaolou a chance to break the enemy quickly.

The one on the high-legged bamboo platform beside him was directly tied with the Mystical Truth Rope and pulled to his side to seal the Qi Sea. When the other one found that the situation was wrong and rushed over from the small boat, he just happened to meet the freed Mystical Truth Rope, was directly tied and thrown onto the high-legged bamboo platform, shaking the bamboo platform, and was also sealed in the Qi Sea.

There was silence on the high-legged bamboo platform. The twenty or thirty cultivators from all over the world who were intercepted all looked at Liu Xiaolou in a daze, not knowing what to say.

Liu Xiaolou pointed at this group of people and announced loudly: "I am a Foundation Establishment high-level cultivator. You actually dare to recruit me, it is truly insulting! If I don't give a slight punishment, how can I face the fellow Daoists of the world in the future? Put down the purses in your arms, and the artifacts, put them down..."

Someone finally came back to his senses and argued on the spot: "This senior, we were also recruited by the Qingyuan Sect, not..."

Liu Xiaolou did not want to listen, slapped him unconscious, and shouted: "Put down the purses and artifacts, put them at your feet..."

As soon as the words fell, someone shouted, and immediately scattered. Liu Xiaolou was still distracted by controlling the array, never thinking that this group of people would run so decisively. He only had time to tie five or six with the Mystical Truth Rope, and the rest fled, which made him greatly regretful.

After a while, he took back the Lin Yuan Xuan Stone array plate. The four late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators trapped inside were each crooked and had no ability to resist.

Liu Xiaolou grabbed the time to loot, obtaining a total of more than thirty spirit stones, four mid-level artifacts, twelve low-level artifacts, seven bottles of various spirit elixirs, nine spirit materials, and some gold and silver.

After looting, he grabbed the time to go ashore, changed his clothes in a hurry, and continued to run south.

He pondered, planning to go around the south of Qingyuan Mountain to see if there was any chance. Accumulating the foundation of the sect in this way, the effect was truly not bad.

When he rushed to the southern foot of Qingyuan Mountain, it was already dusk. Just as he was looking for it, he suddenly felt something different behind him.

Liu Xiaolou's vigilance rose greatly. He rushed forward three zhang, and a long arrow nailed into the place where he had just stood, sinking more than half into the mud, the tail feathers still trembling in the mud ground. ===== CHAPTER 312 =====