After waiting for a while, when the appointed time arrived, the sound of footsteps sounded again outside the hall.

"Haha, fellow Taoists, you have been waiting for a long time."

Following an old voice, two masked monks walked into the temple, one behind the other, seemingly in a master-disciple relationship.

The old man who spoke only showed one pair of eyes, and his breath was completely blocked.

After walking in, he glanced around the hall, and when he noticed Qin Cheng, he was slightly stunned, but didn't say anything.

"Everyone, since everyone is here, let's take out the prepared demon pills."

"I said in advance that you can only join if you have a hundred demon pills. If you can't get them all, don't blame me for chasing people away."

Qin Cheng's eyes moved.

Although the old man spoke to everyone, he obviously felt that he was speaking to himself.

However, he had already prepared enough demon pills, and he didn't care about letting the other party see them.

Everyone in the party knew the rules, and no one was surprised. They all took out a pile of demon pills and placed them in front of them.

The masked old man looked carefully, and after noticing that Qin Cheng had collected a hundred demon pills, he looked at Qin Cheng again.

Including the monk behind him, who was also masked but looked much younger, also looked at Qin Cheng with some surprise.

But soon, the old man withdrew his gaze, and then frowned and looked at Lin Songyue.

"Mr. Lin, you seem to have brought too many people with you."

"I remember saying that each side can only have ten monks at most."

"I remember, but I have quite a lot of monks in Youzhou, and they are all my own. I really can't let go, so I ask fellow Taoists to be accommodating." Lin Songyue said with a smile.

"But my master said ten people." Behind the old man, the young man said coldly.

Lin Songyue's smile became stiffer, and she snorted with a cold face.

"Then let me tell the truth. Fellow Taoist asked us to collect a hundred demon pills just to screen out some powerful monks in Shacheng. We in Youzhou have many strong people and many monks. It will be good for you. It will be good for you to have a few more people.

Why not?"

He said this to the old man, obviously thinking that the young man was not qualified to talk to him.

"Young Master Lin, you have misunderstood. Asking you to search for demon pills is totally not true."

The masked old man shook his head and sighed softly.

"Oh, then I would like to know, apart from that, what is the reason?" Lin Songyue sneered.

Yang Gong and Taoist Huang Mu also had expressions of excitement.

They originally understood it this way, but now it seems that there is something hidden in it.

"Also, we have already taken out the demon pill. Do you also want to take off the mask as agreed and let us know which fellow Taoist you are?"

Behind Lin Songyue, a gray-haired elder said calmly.

The reason why they believe the words of the masked old man is that the other party definitely has a way. In addition to some of the things the other party has shown before, it is also because the masked old man is also in the second decline of the Tribulation Realm.

A monk with two declines is naturally much more trustworthy than a monk with one decline.

"Well, I'll let you guys see who I am first."

The masked old man said, pulling on his face.

Not only is he wearing a mask, but his skin is also fake.

After the old man revealed his true face, a burst of flames filled the air, causing the temperature of the entire hall to increase a lot.

"Yan Feng, it's you."

Seeing the old man's face, the expressions of several second-year monks present changed somewhat.


Chapter completed!