Building a sect from scratch

The few players who had been arguing just now quickly gathered together and added friends to the player who asked the question.

The latter's ID was serious but slightly informal, and it was called [Xu Shoucai]. For some reason, the players who were arguing always felt that Xu Shoucai exuded a strange temperament, which was very strange.

However, after seeing the mess of spiritual weapons, talismans and elixirs in front of their eyes, several people became a little uneasy and asked eagerly.

"Brother, my dear brother, where did you get all these things!?"

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"This doesn't look like the one in the Taiyin Sect store!"

Xu Shoucai chuckled and said with a proud expression: "Didn't we capture prisoners during the first wave of battlefields? I took the opportunity to grab them!"

Several people exclaimed in shock: "Good guy! Others are robbing NPC prisoners, but you are robbing these?"

"If I learn the art of wind control, I'll grab it too!"

"You said you can go to the Chang'an and quietly... ahem, what?"

Xu Shoucai waved his hand and said: "Don't think about it, there are old players over there watching, saying that in order to hide our attributes, we are not allowed to do sneaky things!"

One of the players suddenly became dissatisfied: "Hey! It's just a game! It's like running for a moral role model. It's really boring!"

"Okay, okay, if I get something good later, I'll share it with you! I'll go first!"

Xu Shoucai's expression became a little strange, but he quickly spoke and flew to the distant battlefield.

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

…

At this time, Fang Xianyu had finished talking and was staring at Immortal Siyang who didn't know what he was thinking.

Immortal Siyin asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, it seems that a scene is inevitable. Are you really unable to do anything?"

Immortal Siyang replied: "It is extremely dangerous for my soul to leave the body. If you ask me to take action, I might as well invite the Supreme God Taiyi!"

Immortal Siyin said: "This old man has refused to show up for a long time. I'm afraid he won't be able to invite me!"

"You and I, brothers and sisters, have worked hard for many years, but we can't let it be ruined in one day," Immortal Siyang said solemnly: "Let the disciples delay for a little longer and force the curse to invite the gods!"

Immortal Siyin was a little hesitant: "This... this may offend Supreme God Taiyi..."

"You can't control much. If you don't deal with the situation in front of you, even if you defeat the Taiyin Sect, I'm afraid the Qiankun Sect will take advantage of them. If the Ziwei Sect declines and even annihilates the sect, you and I, brothers, will , I can’t even get away with it!” Immortal Siyang gritted his teeth and said, “Besides, how could he just stand by and watch the great event of annihilating our sect and destroying our sect for so many years!”

Immortal Siyin turned around and nodded: "Yes, he is probably more afraid of Taiyi Sect's destruction than you and me!"

Afterwards, while directing the stewards and the higher-level monks from the inner sect to greet the Taiyin Sect disciples who had just rushed in in batches, he also found a few more close associates to prepare for the incense table.

Although under normal circumstances, it is not easy to invite gods. It depends on whether the "god" you invite is willing to "keep the appointment." But there is an exception where you can forcibly "invite" gods, that is, there is a long-term relationship between eating incense and offering offerings.

For example, the Taiyi Ziwei Sect has worshiped Taiyi God for many years, and the relationship between the two has become inseparable. The so-called eating people has short mouths and taking people is short-handed. In this case, even if the Supreme God Taiyi is not happy, as long as the monks of the Ziwei sect forcefully invite the gods, they can still ask the gods to descend, and even the monks who preside over the invitations can control the gods. The power of descent!

Of course, this method is indeed very offensive to the "god". If someone is wearing small shoes, he will even be forced to use the calamity to kill him directly. It’s just that few immortals do this. Firstly, if they kill monks at will, they will also bear the crime of divine punishment. Secondly, most immortals are not that small. In the final analysis, are you greedy for other people’s incense and offerings? If you were not greedy for offerings and incense from the beginning, you would not be bound by this, let alone be forcibly "invited" to the gods.

The preparation of the incense ceremony is not complicated. Since it is a forced invitation to the gods, it will offend anyone, so the details are not so fussy.

Not long after, amid the sounds of fighting in the background, the incense table and tributes were all prepared.

To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first. Although the cultivation level of those Taiyin Sect disciples was really not up to par, the monks from the Ziwei Sect who came here only sent out a few hundred in pieces, and they killed them like weeds, killing them one after another. But the method of infinite resurrection is still a bit tricky. Occasionally, a monk can be killed or taken away. In the long run, it will eventually make people tired of dealing with it. Therefore, in Si Yin and Si Yang's understanding, as long as they find a way to kill Fang Xianyu first, other things will naturally be solved.

"This is so outrageous! This guy is just delivering food! You can't beat him at all!"

An unknown player holding "Gatling" touched the blood splashed on his face by an unknown source, complained, and wildly fired mine bombs at the red NPC in front of him. But before he could make a few sweeps, he was struck by a divine thunderbolt that was specifically aimed at him, and was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Then there was another fireball that flew from nowhere, completely leaving him with only a bloody skin. His health bar burned out, and he successfully returned to the small black room, waiting for the resurrection CD of a few seconds.

"Don't panic! Listen to me in a moment! Mark the points! Don't spread your attacks. Focusing fire on a single target will easily kill you! This way everyone can get battlefield points!"

Nietzsche, the leader of the scattered group, was commanding in the group microphone, constantly dodging various spells and attacks with flexible movement.

"Follow me, follow me! Follow the marked group members! Go quickly! Focus on targets 1, 2, and 3! Don't be greedy when you are done!"

Nietzsche led the scattered group to constantly sneak in from behind several large groups to launch a wave of sneak attacks. This lightning tactic was quite effective, making the scattered group led by Nietzsche unexpectedly become the large group with the most heads.

However, as the Chang'an Group 1 and Longshan Group with the highest overall cultivation and level, they became the main attack targets of the opposite side - although they were said to have the highest cultivation, they were all at the foundation-building level, which was not enough in the eyes of the disciples of Ziwei Sect.

The entire battlefield seemed to be a one-sided massacre. The disciples of Ziwei Sect harvested the lives of Wang Ergou and others over and over again, and even pushed the battlefield outward, almost to Fang Xianyu's feet.

And there was like a minefield, no one dared to cross it.

"...The fragrance is so strong that it responds to the universe, and the fragrance is burning through the gate of heaven; the golden bird is running like a cloud arrow, and the jade rabbit is shining like a wheel; the southern star and the northern dipper are shining all over the sky, and the colorful clouds are noisy; the holy temple is opened in the Ziwei Palace, and the peach blossom jade girl invites the gods; the incense is extended from a thousand miles away, and the flying clouds and horses come down; I bow to the Taiyi Lord of this altar, the saints, gods and stars..."

Si Yangxian held the burning incense and chanted something. There were several Yuanying cultivators on each side to protect him. Si Yangxian also stood at the front to prevent any escaped fish from the Taiyin Sect from escaping.

Not long after, colorful clouds gradually rose around the incense table, and an angry voice suddenly sounded, as if it fell from the sky, shaking all directions——

"Bold!" (End of this chapter)