Yishan Sect, a famous sect in the Dongdu Region, has more than 13,000 disciples and is very popular.

By talking to other disciples and a large number of servants, Shen Qing realized that this sect, which claimed to have 13,000 disciples, was actually a scare...

So many people are not all destiny cultivation, half of which are tragic servants. As long as the mortals who have destiny cultivation in their ancestors are recruited to get married and have children. Compared with ordinary people, they have higher descendants with destiny.

"Through conversations, everyone has a very high opinion of the sect leader. Just looking at this set of ways to break the rules can be regarded as unconventional."

Shen Qing did not have the chance to meet the sect leader. It is said that the sect leader has been in seclusion for many years and is extremely hardworking. As early as three hundred years ago, he directly killed the powerful Blood Demon Sect with his own strength and forcibly occupied the Shanmen to build the sect. This is why Yishan Sect has a strong rise, with such a powerful and fierce third-level powerhouse in charge, and no one is willing to provoke him.

"You all go down. Don't disturb me when there is nothing to do. In addition, those who enter my room will die."

Shen Qing waved his sleeves and drank away the many servants standing respectfully in front of him.

For male disciples, a bunch of female servants, and for female disciples, a bunch of male servants, only Yishan Sect can do such crazy behavior.

As long as these traitors have not made big mistakes, Shen Qing will not pay too much attention to these chores, but some rules must be established. If someone crosses the line... they will have to be killed.

After all the servants left, Shen Qing pondered for a while before he let out a long breath, sat in the room, closed his eyes and practiced.

Although this mountain sect has a large number of disciples and crushes the surrounding sects with absolute numbers, the internal competition is extremely fierce. Moreover, the elders in the sect will not deliberately prohibit the fight. If there are any benefits to fight for, the internal struggle that broke out is also extremely fierce.

"I can't practice like this by relying on the power of a pendant. Over time, it will only arouse suspicion from others." A glimmer flashed in Shen Qing's eyes. There was some struggle. He had to participate and gain something so that he would not arouse suspicion from others.

Otherwise, why should the wild cultivator who came out of a big dragon mountain be so fast to practice? Is it really a third-class life that cannot be achieved?

"Not only do you have to participate, but you must also take action ruthlessly. It is best to kill a few more people to establish your authority. I, Shen Qing, must climb all the way to the high ground in this mountain sect and then become the elder of the sect. Only then will I have the chance to steal the fate of the sect leader. The third-class life... is enough!"

The third level of life, the third level of life cultivation, is a powerful force that suppresses one side! Especially after Shen Qing learned about the life span of life cultivation in different realms, he took a deep breath and was shocked.

If you practice the second level of life, your life span can reach two thousand years! If you practice the third level of life, you will have at least five thousand years!

This increase in life span was beyond Shen Qing's imagination and also inspired his ambitions to a greater extent. Before reaching the peak and analyzing all the mysteries, who would despise his life span too long?

Immortality, immortality! The path to life cultivation is immortality!

As Shen Qing closed his eyes and practiced, a large amount of the worldly energy was absorbed by him around him, suppressed in an instant, and converted it into his own numerology. Every moment passed, the worldly energy was transformed into Shen Qing's power. This was an extremely amazing process.

It took him more than ten days to cross from the first level of destiny to the second level of destiny. This was in the scarce place of the world of Dalong Mountain. After entering this mountain sect, his terrifying speed of practice had improved by at least several times!

Soon, time passed by rapidly, the sun set in the west, Shen Qing slowly opened his eyes, and his numerology increased a lot again. At this speed, he could enter the third level of destiny in less than ten days, and he had enough ability to crazily backlog his numerology.

There are also subtle differences in numerology itself. It is not only the difference brought by fate, but also the process of combing one's own numerology by fate itself, which can slightly improve the intensity of numerology. The fortune cultivation in Yishan Sect deliberately suppresses one's own realm and absorbs as much as possible to strengthen numerology.

Shen Qing said that he didn't need any of these. He had a pendant in his hand, which was enough to rush forward!

"In a few days, the new disciples will be the result of their new disciples. According to the rules, I will also go there to verify the level of fate and obtain different levels of treatment."

The higher the destiny, the higher the sacrifice you enjoy. If a genius with a third-class destiny is able to produce, the entire sect is willing to open the back door for him! Everything depends on the potential of fate and the level is very strict.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Xian Shen, there are other immortals coming outside to look for it." The servant bent down, looking respectful.

Shen Qing got up and walked over, looked at him indifferently, stretched out his hand, held the servient's cheek tightly, and twisted it casually without waiting for the servient to beg for mercy.

Click!

"I said not to enter the door. You have to seek death. Isn't it okay to shout outside when you call me?"

Shen Qing shook his head and kicked the corpse on the ground more than ten meters away, as if he kicked open a broken sack, and stepped out of the door with a calm expression.

Outside, many servants looked at him with horror, especially the head that had been twisted half a circle, and they all were panicked and bowed to the ground.

"Meet the immortal Shen..." The servants said tremblingly.

Shen Qing looked up and saw a fat man with a cane waiting for him not far away.

Of course he saw the body that was kicked out.

Shen Qing walked over and showed a smile, just like looking at an old friend I haven't seen for many years, bowed and said, "Congratulations to the young master for survival of the disaster. Master He Xi is valued by the elder of my sect, and he is soaring. Why are you free to come to me today?"

Wang Dakuan looked at Shen Qing with a complicated expression. His eyes were filled with a sense of strangeness and a faint fear. Everything was like a dream. In five years, after a change, the servant had become an immortal.

"Elder Li asked me about the exiled Immortal Temple. He guessed that the collapse of the exiled Immortal Temple was yours." Wang Dakuan whispered.

Shen Qing frowned: "The collapse of the Exiled Immortal Temple has nothing to do with me. How can I have such great ability to kill Xiaomiaoxian? It was Xiaomiaoxian who said that there would be no temple fair in the future. I guess it was Xiaomiaoxian who destroyed the immortal temple with one hand, and it might be your father's work."

"Elder Li won't believe this. He rescued me from the ruins with his own hands... He just didn't bother to pay attention to such trivial matters, nor was he interested in exploring the truth." Wang Dakuan said, leaning on a crutch, he took two steps towards Shen Qing. Obviously, his injuries were not yet recovered.

Shen Qing frowned and remained silent.

"Then why are you looking for me?" Shen Qing said lightly.

"That day, why did my father even send me to the exiled immortal temple even though he knew that the little temple fairy was vicious?" Wang Dakuan was silent for a moment and said hoarsely.

"You have guessed it, why are you asking me?" Shen Qing said lightly, "Young Master, sometimes, proper pretending to be confused is the real cleverness. Why do you need to pursue the truth?"

Wang Dakuan looked up suddenly, looked at Shen Qing for a while before leaving dejectedly, with only numbness left in his eyes.

Shen Qing looked for a while and suppressed the cold light and suspicion in his eyes. He saw Wang Dakuan being pierced through his heart with his own eyes. It was thought that he was rescued by Elder Li. This luck and fate were too strange. One explosion could directly blur the boundaries of life and death. Even every drop of blood in Wang Dakuan's body could be invisibly interfered with and survived for a longer time.

Then he turned around and walked into the house. He did not go out for the next days and spent all his time on asceticism.

A few days passed in a flash and it was safe and sound.

On this day, a huge bell rang throughout Yishan Sect.
Chapter completed!