Chapter 2242 Miao ‘female’ Gu Master

If the disciples want to ensure their loyalty to the "sect" sect, they must start cultivating them from an early age. Otherwise, even if they can win over many strong people to join the "sect" sect, the cohesion of the entire "sect" sect is worrying. Throughout history, forcibly combining a group of masters can only maintain temporary strength, but cannot guarantee permanent strength.

After the death of the most courageous leader, the powerful organization he gathered will disappear instantly, and internal struggles and power struggles are the biggest characteristics of such an organization.

The negative teaching materials, such as the Beggar's Sect and so on.

And those who have passed down through the ages, such as Shaolin, have done a good job in this regard, and some filth is within the controllable range.

Mr. Li was so impressed that he introduced historical examples to Ling Tian, ​​which dispelled some of Ling Tian’s unrealistic ideas.

Indeed, Ling Tian had thought that to attract some ancient martial artists from random cultivators to fill the "sect" sect. He believed that as long as he could maintain the intimidation of strength, those casual cultivators would obey orders honestly, with a big "stick" and the other hand, it was possible to build a powerful ancient martial artist sect in a short period of time.

However, Uncle Li clearly told him that this idea was unrealistic and he was likely to play with fire.

People's hearts are separated from the belly and have no basis for emotional maintenance. Those casual cultivators are greedy for powerful secrets, and the possibility of backlash is very high. No one can be on guard against "people" anytime and anywhere.

The two of them talked until midnight before they dispersed.

Ling Tian returned to the bedroom and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He thought things too simple. Today, Master Li said that he was like drinking a "stick" on his head to wake up.

I can't blame the old man and his previous "sect leader". They just maintained the continuous inheritance of the "sect" sect and did not put too much effort into developing the power of the "sect" sect.

The reason is very simple, the conflict between the two is almost irreconcilable.

What ancient martial artists pursue is the progress of their own strength. Developing the power of the "sect" sect requires a lot of "spirit" power, and the time for cultivation will be greatly reduced. Not only that, if a small "sect" sect wants to develop and become stronger, it will inevitably face the suppression of old forces. Unless it is a coincidence, it is really difficult to develop.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on Xiao Linlin, who was sleeping soundly not far away, and his heart suddenly calmed down for some reason.

Forget it, forgot, don’t think too much, just go with the flow.

This kind of enlightenment suddenly arose in Ling Tian's heart. The battle energy that was originally caused by the rapid advancement was running in the meridians, and it became clear and there was no barrier.

Ling Tian quietly stood up, walked to the balcony, and sat quietly cross-legged outside. Under the bright moonlight, the white fighting spirit turned into a bright silver color under the rendering of the moonlight, and a mysterious aura kept surrounding it.

In the tomb of Liu An, the King of Huainan, who had already left Ling Tian, ​​the tomb of the Burialist, on the way to escape from the craftsmen, an old lady in black robe appeared next to Ling Tian who killed the zombie.

"Which brave and arrogant junior dares to destroy my difficult-to-find Gu breeding place in the world? Has the Gu master in my southern border been reduced to this level? A mere junior in the Qihai realm of an ancient warrior dares to be so presumptuous!"

The sound of the "yin" test kept echoing in the underground river, making people feel like they couldn't help but feel "chicken" goosebumps all over their body!

The old woman carefully checked the corpses of the insects. The corpses that had fallen into the underground river didn't know what method she used to appear in front of her.

"Little babies, you died so miserably. This time the refining of the Gu Zang King failed. Hehe, ancient martial artist, you dare to offend the majesty of my Gu Master, and you will definitely have to pay a heavy price!"

The howling sounds that were as shrill as human voices kept echoing in the underground passage. At first glance, ordinary people might have nightmares for more than ten days in a row.

Her thin fingers kept tugging on the insect corpse, and soon, her fingers were covered with disgusting various mucus.

But the old woman seemed to have no feeling at all. This was not a normal person who could do. She put her fingers in her mouth and tasted them carefully, and her face showed an intoxicating smile.

"The corpse of the Gu King is indeed the most delicious thing. Even I haven't loosened the bottleneck for more than ten years, and there is a slightest trend of breaking it. Unfortunately, the refining conditions of the Gu King are too harsh. If I could eat a Gu King, my strength would definitely be one step closer. Hey, that kid actually escaped the range of my flying Gu sensing, which would be a troublesome thing."

The old woman's face showed a sense of surprise. Since she sensed that the human-shaped Gu that she buried secretly was born, she rushed here almost without stopping from Miaojiang, but the person who killed the human-shaped Gu still escaped her sensing range. Unless she actively escaped, this situation would definitely not happen in her cognition.

The old woman carefully restrained the corpses of the insects and placed them all in the cloth bag she carried with her. Her strength may be extremely high, but a strong man who is not an ancient warrior, the storage bag is an extremely rare thing. Even if there is a difference in the power system, it makes her unable to use it.

Therefore, the old woman can only use the most primitive means of carrying goods.

Soon, the corpses of these scattered insects were completely collected, and she nodded with satisfaction.

"What a pity, I must take revenge!"

The old woman's face was full of resentful 'color'. Her green eyes closed and pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened, and a surprising brilliance emanated from inside.

She took off the black robe hat that was covering her head and showed a miserable face. This face contained the Buddha's face, which had been eaten by some animal. The eyes, nose, and skin were obviously missing the right piece. What was even more shocking was that her mouth had no lips at all, and her white teeth were directly exposed!

This honor is completely comparable to the most terrifying evil ghost in the world without dressing up!

Her dry fingers passed through her sparse hair, and a worm that was not much bigger than her nails appeared in her palm.

The old woman said to the 'yin' of the Gu worm, "Xiaodie, if you go to find this person's breath, you must let him suffer the most painful torture, and then take him back to the Wan Gu 'hole' and refine 'become' human wax to relieve my hatred."
Chapter completed!