Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 21 I'm Tired of Living

midnight.

The moon tonight is exceptionally gloomy. The pale moonlight is bright but cold, making the mountain of Wanfa Sect look even heavier.

The inner and outer gates of Wanfa Sect are composed of two parts. The outer gate is where the Qi-refining disciples are active. Only after passing repeated tests and achieving foundation building can one enter the inner gate.

There are also some foundation-building disciples who work outside the sect, serving as teachers, doctors, inspectors, guards, and so on.

In addition, there will be at least three immortal masters in charge, so it will basically be foolproof.

Zhang Decai also knew that he could not fight head-on, but some of the magic skills of the demon sect were difficult to detect.

In the darkness of the mountain gate, several blurry shadows crawled out from the ground, constantly changing shape like flowing water, and finally turned into Zhang Decai and several of his disciples.

At this time, Zhang Decai still looked like a slightly plump middle-aged man, but his expression and temperament were completely different.

His eyes were red, he was wearing a black robe, and a black magic weapon was constantly hovering around him. What a demon master.

In the Demon Sect, he is Zhang Decai, who is petty and calculating.

But here, he is the Jindan cultivator, Master Zhang Xian, who is in the first echelon of cultivation.

With the help of the bright moonlight, Zhang Decai took out his magic weapon.

The black mirror swelled in the wind. In the mirror, the mountain top of Wanfa Sect seemed to be surrounded by flames, which looked completely different from reality.

People have seven emotions and six desires, which when gathered together turn into the fire of worldly life. This is an important basis for observing the situation in a region.

The Demonic Sect relies on emotions for spiritual practice. Many of the sect's skills and magical powers can see the fire of the mortal world and practice by interfering with the emotions of others.

Now, the Red Dust Fire of the Wanfa Sect is dim and the disciples within the sect look exhausted and tired.

After trying hard to identify the state of the Red Dust Fire for a while, Zhang Decai said with a smile: "The Xiaoyao Sect undercover is really powerful. I originally thought that Yue Linglong was lying about her achievements, but now it seems that she concealed some of them."

Zhang Decai was accompanied by several of his disciples.

As disciples trained personally by Zhang Decai, they all have the foundation-building cultivation level, so naturally their vision is extraordinary.

Looking at the scene in the mirror, a disciple whispered, "Now, the disciples of Wanfa Sect are in a weak state, so this is a good opportunity for us to take action. But Master Zhang, I have something to ask you."

"explain."

"The disciples of the Wanfa Sect never sleep, so how should we deal with this?"

Unlike the Xiaoyao Sect, the demonic sect that Zhang Decai belongs to is the Nightmare Sect.

This sect is good at entering dreams. By sneaking into and modifying other people's dreams, they make them fall into endless nightmares and torture them to their heart's content.

There is a certain risk in entering the dream, but now is the best time since the disciples of Wanfa Sect are being tortured terribly.

They can also torture mortals, but the souls of mortals are not as powerful as those of cultivators, and they do not have as many emotions.

Moreover, if someone dies accidentally, the righteous will surely come out in full force to let the evil sect know who is the boss now.

Smiling and shaking his head, Zhang Decai said, "Don't worry. This time I have brought in the magic weapon of our Nightmare Sect, which can invisibly influence the thoughts of the disciples here and make them sleep. As long as they go to bed, the world will be ours."

"Teacher, you have made all the plans. I admire you."

Zhang Decai was quite pleased with the flattery from his disciples, and it also made him feel that his training of these disciples was not in vain.

He responded with a smile, but his expression quickly turned serious. He pointed at the Wanfa Sect and said, "Pay attention. The sect's magic weapon can only last for one hour, and then it may be discovered by the immortal master. However, the time in dreams is different from that in reality. We will probably be in the dream for ten hours. Everyone, the resources for future cultivation will be today. Please try your best."

"As you command, Immortal Master."

Seeing that the hour of Chou had arrived and the Wanfa Sect disciples' free time had begun, Zhang Decai immediately began to make seals.

The sect's magic weapon was summoned by him, and the magic weapon lurking in his shadow turned into an endless giant snake, slowly entangling the Wanfa Sect.

The giant snake made of shadows was so huge that it surrounded the Wanfa Sect in the blink of an eye. This magic weapon almost gave up all its killing power, in exchange for extremely strong hiding power and the ability to make the disciples sleep. When the giant snake appeared, they quickly moved forward along the body of the giant snake and followed the giant snake into the dream.

The immortal master of the outer sect of Wanfa Sect did not notice the arrival of the giant snake, and the disciples among them did not feel anything unusual, they just felt a little sleepy.

Moreover, most of them have been playing "Survivor" like crazy these days, and now they just think that they can't bear it anymore.

Putting down the bamboo slips, they climbed onto the bed one by one and fell asleep.

The only outer disciple who did not sleep was Lin Yuan.

He was about to fall asleep, but the malice was like cold water poured on his back, causing him to sit up shivering.

After putting on his clothes, he discovered in the moonlight that his bedside was filled with various snacks, which were obviously placed there by Shangguan Zhi while he was sleeping.

Looking at the sleeping Shangguan Zhi, Lin Yuan felt that he was a really good roommate.

He would help me clean, feed me regularly, and occasionally give me notes and bamboo slips, and he never asked for anything in return.

It’s really hard to find such an enthusiastic roommate.

If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely repay you.

With a sigh, Lin Yuan wrapped himself in clothes, walked to the window, pushed it open, and then looked carefully.

The status of the ancient god is extremely high, and even the magic spells cast by the magic sect's immortal master can be seen clearly in his eyes.

However, understanding it is one thing, and being able to use it is another.

If you haven't reached that level yet, you won't be able to use it even if you see it clearly.

Using the hidden poison in his body to conceal his tracks, Lin Yuan moved a bench and sat by the window, ready to appreciate the charm of the Demon Sect's Immortal Master.

Yue Linglong did not hide the fact that Zhang Decai was coming from Lin Yuan.

And Lin Yuan did not want to miss the opportunity to appreciate the magic skills of the Demon Sect Master, so he watched it very seriously.

But after watching for half an hour, he began to yawn.

Quite boring.

I thought I would see a river of blood, but it turned out to be just a dream.

Picking up a plate of peanuts, he prepared to eat and read a book to pass the night.

Who would have thought that as soon as he picked up the book, he saw a translucent shadow appear here, ready to step into Shangguan Zhi's dream.

The other party immediately discovered that Lin Yuan was awake, and his face was full of surprise.

Logically speaking, ordinary outer disciples are unable to resist the sect's magical weapons.

But now, Lin Yuan was just sitting by the window, looking unaffected.

After a brief moment of surprise, the foundation-building disciple was about to attack when he saw Lin Yuan smiling gently.

Although the current realm is not high, the ancient god is still an ancient god after all.

Just a smile was enough to make the disciple feel like he was struck by lightning. His consciousness became blurred and he passed out instantly.

After throwing the disciple out, Lin Yuan continued to eat snacks and read.

We are all from the Demon Sect. It doesn't matter if you touch other disciples. No one will be killed anyway.

But if you dare to touch my roommate, that would not be good.

I hope Zhang Decai doesn’t come here, otherwise it would feel a bit sorry for the Demon Sect if an immortal master was bullied here.

(End of this chapter)