The whole sect is reborn

I saw a large group of dark people tightly surrounding a small stall. In front of the stall, there were two young monks with ugly faces who looked like they would rather die. Now their faces were ashen and they were being dragged by the group of monks.

The corners were being torn apart constantly, and from time to time, he would be shaken violently and roared a few more times.

"Why can't our Tianji Sect sign up?!"

"And our Sihai Pavilion! Our numbers are obviously enough!"

"That's right! We have enough people in the three sects!"

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The two young monks who were being torn apart were simply dizzy at the moment. How could they be so miserable! Every time they were drawn to the last registration location for the sect conference, and every time they tried to participate in the sect conference, they were

The lowest level sect is besieged and questioned?!

The conditions for the sect conference are clearly stated. If you don’t meet the registration requirements, why don’t you just stop coming? Why come and try? Isn’t this self-defeating?

Moreover, it gives them an extra task for nothing, doesn’t it?!

Moreover, whenever you question them, can you first take a look at the mortals in your sect who are obviously captured to make up for your debt? Those mortals will be so scared to run away when they see them like this, okay?!

Zhu Fu looked at this scene in shock, and after a while he looked to his senior brother for advice.

"Elder brother, do they have to kill those two people first before they can register for the sect conference?"

"Well, that's not necessary..."

Zhong Kelian twitched the corner of his mouth. He had been to the registration place for the sect conference once. Of course, they failed to register that time because there were not enough people. Moreover, the extremely crowded and noisy scene also made Zhong Ke uncomfortable.

Lian brings a very deep shadow.

That’s why he didn’t want to sign up this time.

He vaguely remembered that the last registration place last time was these two unlucky monks, right? No wonder he was extremely calm even after being shaken like this.

As for the reason why people still come to sign up even though there are not enough people...

Naturally, it's because they want to give it a try. What if the person in charge didn't find out that their registration was successful?

But in fact, it is a pity that this kind of thing has never happened.

At this time, Zhu Fu also saw his master and his senior brothers and sisters at the front of the crowd.

Zhu Fu and the others arrived just in time, as it was the Wuji Sect's turn to sign up.

At this time, the third senior brother Mo Huizhen also saw Zhu Fu and the others. His tall figure was very conspicuous among the crowd. He said hello at this time, and the other sect members did not dare to say anything. They could only watch the three of them.

The young monk who was still young squeezed past.

The two monks in charge glanced at Zhu Fu and his group of eight people. Although they were shocked by the appearance of this small sect member, they were still lost in the seemingly endless tasks.

"The name of the sect?"

"Wuji Sect."

These two young monks were very unfamiliar with the name Wuji Sect, but it was not a famous sect when they came to sign up at the last place, and there were so few people.

Out of duty, one of the young monks glanced at them feebly and asked again.

"How many people are in the sect?"

"I'm waiting for a group of eight people, all of whom are here."

Immediately afterwards, under the leadership of Ling Junqian, Zhu Fu and others reported their names and cultivation levels, and reached out to touch a transparent glass ball the size of a human head on the table. Their cultivation levels were immediately displayed.

Seeing that Zhu Fu and his party were not lying, the young monk took out a piece of paper with the situation of their Wuji Sect and asked Ling Jun Qian to seal the sect's seal.

Zhu Fu had never seen the seal of his sect before, so he stretched his head to look at it.

Ling Junqian solemnly took out a boxy jade seal the size of a fist from his storage bag.

What was engraved on this seal was not the usual auspicious beasts, but a miniature bird's-eye view of the sect. Zhu Fu discovered that the sect on the seal was much larger than his own Wuji Sect.

If anything, the size of the Wuji Sect in this seal is probably about the size of a sesame seed.

Zhu Fu remembered what his master said and nodded silently, thinking that this was the size of the Wuji Sect in its heyday.

It is really vast, even the Wuji Continent is included in it. No wonder Master always thinks about it and cannot forget it.

At this time, Ling Junqian carefully held the sect seal, a faint white light emitted from his fingers, and then lightly covered it with the piece of paper.

A square red seal suddenly appeared on the paper, emitting a burst of red light. This red seal was also very simple, without any decoration, just four large characters.

The seal of the Wuji Sect.

"Okay, you can leave. Remember to go to Wuji Continent's "Shangyuan Tiankeng" in three days to participate in the battle."

Seeing the young monk put away the piece of paper representing their Wuji Sect's participation in the war, Ling Junqian was stunned for a while.

When the long-unfulfilled wish finally took the first step, Ling Junqian, who had always been obsessed with it, was at a loss.

Did they, their Wuji Sect really register successfully?

But at this time, the impatient sects behind them pushed Ling Junqian and others, and Senior Brother Zhong Kelian quickly led them out of the crowd.

When Zhu Fu came to a secluded place with lingering fears, Zhu Fu looked at the master with some worry.

Master, isn't it a little strange? Hasn't he always wanted to successfully participate in this sect conference? Why is he still so distracted after he actually succeeded?

Zhong Kelian and others did not say much. They understood the master's feeling of loss. Over the years, even if Ling Junqian didn't say it, they also knew how persistent the master was in reviving the Wuji Sect. Not only

It's because of my responsibility as the leader of Wuji Sect, and also because of Master's ardent expectations for Master.

It is said that the master was picked up by his master. When he picked him up, he was just an infant. The master was a monk with ordinary qualifications. It was very strenuous to practice and it was very difficult to maintain the sect. But he still managed to hold on.

He was raised by his master, and the relationship between the two is very deep.

I think the master is so persistent in the sect conference, half of it is because of his feelings for the sect, and the other half is because of the master's last wish, right?

Seeing Zhu Fu wanted to speak, Zhong Kelian quickly pressed her shoulders and shook his head.

Zhu Fu fell silent. Everyone waited quietly. After a while, the master returned to normal, and then he looked at his disciples with a smile.

"Okay! It's finally done! We should celebrate too!"

Only then did Zhu Fu and other disciples come to life. They all left chatting and laughing. They found a restaurant specifically for monks, ordered a table of food, and celebrated. Zhu Fu even got the master's permission to drink for two.

A glass of fruit wine, of course, is only two small glasses. Then you can only drink fruit juice.