I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

Wu Lang went down the mountain and picked up the two people from the fifth peak.

Entering the Seventh Peak, looking at the flowers on the other side of the mountain, Xing Hanhan couldn't help but smile: "As expected of my junior brother, he has excellent qualifications. He succeeded so quickly. This is so beautiful! It reminds me of the glorious scenery of the Seventh Peak back then. !”

The ten peaks of Huangquan each have their own strengths.

The seventh peak is good at cultivating the other shore flower.

"However, your flower looks a little special." Xing Hanhan muttered.

"There was an accident during my training, and I couldn't find the orthodox path left by Master." Wu Lang looked regretful.

"It's okay, as long as it works."

Xing Hanhan didn't care. Like Po Meng, she was obviously a hard-working person. She squatted down and picked a flower, "I felt it, and the effect seems not bad. You can cultivate more and provide us with the fifth peak. My fifth peak." Too much Bianhuahua!"

"With this Flower of the Other Side, our fifth peak can finally grow stronger and begin to recruit a large number of Yinzai disciples!"

Hibiscus flower has many functions.

But the main function is: swearing to the other side of the flower, making people swear allegiance.

Flowers are needed in order to sign a Yin difference and make people work for their sect. This is a contract that binds the Yin difference.

"Of course I will provide more to senior sister." Wu Lang said as he walked.

Xing Hanhan put a Bianhua flower in her bun and stood up, "Okay, I'm here to see the Bianhua flower. At the same time, these days are also the long-lost sect exams. I'll take you to see the excitement and show my face by the way. .”

Wu Lang was puzzled.

Do we have anyone else here?

Could it be that Yin soldiers are passing through?

It's not impossible.

After all, this is the underworld.

But Xing Hanhan smiled and said mysteriously: "You'll find out when you get here."

So, Wu Lang followed directly down the mountain.

What Wu Lang didn't expect the most was that he would not be taken to her fifth peak, but to the legendary first peak where he had never seen his senior brother Chi Huaqing.

Soon after going up the mountain, Wu Lang realized something was wrong.

The Huangquan Road and Fifth Peak I have been to are full of ruins. The entire Huangquan Sect is completely deserted, but the First Peak is bustling with activity.

There is a famous disciple of the sect living and coming and going, forming a lively neighborhood. It is actually very lively, just like the Huangquan Sect in its heyday.

It is as if this peak is a small world of its own sect.

"Hello, elder."

"Hello, elder."

A disciple wearing a black robe bowed.

Wu Lang observed as he walked, and even discovered that there was a mission hall in the distance, where many disciples went to pick up missions and redeem some contribution points.

Seeing this, Wu Lang finally couldn't help but ask: "Didn't I say before that there are only a few of us left in the Huangquan Sect?"

Xing Hanhan instinctively replied: Huh? Are these people not human? It’s just a one-time consumption of ghost supplies!

But she couldn't hold back her words and swallowed them back.

After all, Senior Po Meng is not allowed to say bad things.

"Cough cough cough."

Xing Hanhan coughed twice and secretly explained to Wu Lang:

"Our Huangquan Sect has strict rules and hierarchies. These guys from the first peak are not considered true disciples."

"Some peak masters are called life slaves, and some are called Yin Chaos. They use the Flower of Oath to bind the other side's life. They are the low-level disciples who are responsible for going down the mountain to extradite Yin spirits, and contribute to the great cause of our Huangquan Sect."

"They... died very quickly." She whispered, since she couldn't hide it anyway.

Wu Lang was stunned for a moment.

hiss!

After reacting, Wu Lang took a breath.

As expected of the Underworld Demon Sect, so cruel!

Xing Hanhan held his head high and said with integrity: "Don't say this to them! On the surface, we are elders, and they are the outer disciples of our Holy Sect! They come to us to learn skills and seek immortality. We have teachings No distinction, no qualifications, only determination, everyone will be accepted!"

Wu Lang doesn't want to talk anymore, so you can just call him "cannon fodder".

She continued: "You should know that their fates are generally just barely able to practice. There are few geniuses. Most of them have two fates: white and green."

"They work as ghosts and their mortality rate is very high."

She crossed her fingers and began to count, "Although there were six reincarnations and they forcibly retrieved their true spirits from the air, the average number of deaths per person was still 37. Every time they were retrieved, some of their true spirits were missing, and then they died even more. Generally, if you do it more than fifty times, you will immediately lose your soul."

Wu Lang was completely silent.

In the hard-core game "Underworld Ghost", players die more than 54 times per person after worshiping at the mountain gate. It turns out that in ancient times, the Underworld Sect had this fine tradition!

It is worthy of being the number one demon sect and its reputation is well deserved.

There was only a wrong sect name, not a wrong sect ranking.

In this world of immortality where demon sects are more involved and more evil-hearted than anyone else, you who have been involved in the number one demon sect and have been surrounded and suppressed by the world are worthy of your title.

The Holy Cult of Huangquan claims to never kill anyone. Do you want them to work hard to help you, die every time and save every time, and then they are so tired that they lose their souls?

People like you will go to the eighteenth level of hell after death and be hanged from a street lamp!

Xing Hanhan pointed to the prosperous scene of the first peak and whispered: "This first peak is the biological son of Senior Meng Po. There are so many people here because Po Meng used most of the flowers in his inventory to To restore the prosperity of the disciples at the First Peak, we must first revive the sect’s lineage.”

"And what about my fifth peak? I won't even be given the flowers of the other shore! It's so sparsely populated that I have to go down the mountain myself to complete the quota and have enough food and clothing."

She vomited her bitterness and said that it was too difficult for her!

Mrs. Meng keeps giving benefits to others and crazily wears small shoes for herself. She is very partial!

He used to help the senior brother of the first peak to revive, and now he is helping the new junior brother of the seventh peak!

Do I have no cards?

But now, the Bianganhua has finally been re-cultivated, and she can also recruit a group of ghosts to work for her on the fifth peak, which makes her very happy.

"Now, it's the sect competition on the first peak."

"Elder brother Chi Huaqing is not here. He has been away and busy with big things. He asked me to manage the First Peak for him, and I will bring you to join in the fun." Xing Hanhan became more and more uncomfortable as he talked.

The benefits are none of hers, and the part-time job is all hers!

She felt miserable. The fifth peak was all alone. It was still in ruins and there were not many people there. She could only bully the newly acquired Li Goudan to relax her mood.

Wu Lang understood and nodded, "These disciples can also stand out, right?"

"It's possible, but it's just a little bit."

She seemed to have guessed that Wu Lang would ask that question, and said: "Their qualifications are very low, and their cultivation speed is extremely slow. The white ones can barely practice, and some are still in the Qi training period in their twenties and thirties. Otherwise, they would not be able to practice." He will not join our Demon Sect."

"But we are destiny cultivators. Their low-level destiny can be improved. It is natural that the white and green destiny can be upgraded to purple, and become a genius. The speed of cultivation is unparalleled, but this is very rare."

"Before us, there were several peak masters in the past generations who changed their fates against the will of heaven. They fought their way up from the bottom of the Yin Chao slave disciples and upgraded their green fate to purple fate."

"It's just that their risk is extremely high. As long as they die once, most of their potential will be basically wasted. If they die a few more times, there is basically no possibility of changing their fate."

"The six paths of reincarnation can certainly bring back the true spirit, but it will inevitably destroy some of the true spirit. If the soul is incomplete, the person will be basically useless."

She kindly reminded: "So, we high-level officials must not die when we go down the mountain to experience."

Wu Lang nodded.

In the previous life, the price of player death was so high.

Even the whole game is very subtle, using the number of deaths to distinguish between high-level players, low-level players, and casual players.

If you play at a high level, you will definitely get 0 deaths.

Ordinary players will basically die, and they will pave the way for advanced players to fill their lives by playing dungeons.

But if you die too much, you will basically be completely useless, and you can only transform into a casual logistics player, switching from frontline to logistics.

Therefore, a high-level player must not die.

The cost of every death in "The Underworld" is extremely heavy.

Although there are some rare soul treasures that can complement the true spirit, they are still in the minority.

Xing Hanhan looked solemn and said seriously: "Even if it is you and me, if we die once, our true spirit will be incomplete, the sect will give up on us in the future, and our position as acting peak master will not be guaranteed! The best outcome for us is to become a registered elder. Protect the Tao Elder, protect other potential disciples."

The competition here is undoubtedly cruel.

Xing Hanhan brought the new junior brother here this time not only to build a good relationship, but also to show him the Huangquan Sect's way of survival, and to warn him of the necessary precautions through the layout of the first peak.

She hoped that such an upright and open-minded scholar could live longer.

"I understand." Wu Lang made it clear.

Although, I am different from Xing Hanhan.

Even if she died once, there is a high probability that Meng Po would not give up on her and force herself to be the peak leader, because she did not desire her own fighting power.

but

Wu Lang knew that he must not die once.

If you die and your potential is reduced, it will be difficult to have the foundation to make a comeback. Maybe you will have to work for Po Meng for the rest of your life. You can only be a logistics person and rely on your own knowledge and ability to keep Po Meng from killing you. .

"So, you already know about these disciples, right?" She smiled, and while she was talking, she took Wu Lang to a huge martial arts field.

"By the way, you and I are usually acting peak masters, elders of the same generation. We must maintain our dignity and don't lose face."

Soon, she took Wu Lang and the two disciples to sit high up respectively. She looked down and her voice became majestic and cold.

"Everyone, the Huangquan Sect's sect competition is about to begin."