The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

  Chapter 65 Rongqing: Want to know? [2 more]

   “I’m thinking…” Baili Changsheng covered his ears, his eyes filled with hatred, “Vengeance!”

  He wants revenge, he wants to destroy the entire blood domain, and pay tribute to his parents and sisters!

   “Okay.” Jun Muqian nodded slowly, with a small smile on his lips, “I like this idea very much.”

  Baili Changsheng was stunned suddenly: “Benefactor?”

   “Vengeance is okay, but don’t be blinded by hatred.” Jun Mu said lightly, “If you practice that way, it’s easy to get confused.”

   “What do you mean?” Bliss didn’t understand, “What are you doing?”

  However, Baili Changsheng understood all of a sudden, he suddenly knelt down: “I would like to worship the benefactor as a teacher until the day when I have the ability to avenge!”

   Blissful: “You a fifth-level spiritualist worship a fourth-level spiritualist as your teacher? Is your brain broken?”

  Although she sealed most of the power, that small part made Jun Muqian two levels higher. She had to admit that the potential of this human being was huge.

   “You know what a fart!” Baili Changsheng raised his head with a proud look, “The benefactor is the best.”

   Extremely anxious, he slapped it up: “I saved you!”

   “Why?” The sound of Baili Changsheng can be described as a hundred turns and a thousand times.

   “Boy, I warn you, you…”

  Jun Muqian interrupted: “I don’t have to be a teacher. I have a sect. I don’t know if you are interested in joining?”

   “Join!” Baili Changsheng nodded immediately, “I don’t know the name of the benefactor’s sect?”

  He rubbed his hands and thought to himself, it must be a great sect.

   “The Monarch Pavilion.”

   “Monarch Pavilion?” Baili Changsheng scratched his head, “Why haven’t I heard of it.”

   Bliss was also surprised: “I haven’t heard of it either. You built it yourself?”

   “What?” Jun Muqian raised his eyelids, “Is there any opinion?”

   Bliss counseled: “No, I dare not.”

   “The benefactor is really amazing.” Baili Changsheng admired, “I can even build a sect by himself.”

   “It’s so nice.” Jun Muqian nodded in satisfaction.

   Bliss: “…”

  This flattery, she can’t stand it anymore.

   “But benefactor, do we have a house number?” Baili Changsheng asked.

  Jun Muqian hesitated for a moment: “What is the door number?”

   “After each sect is established, it must go to the sect alliance to get a door number.” Baili Changsheng explained, “Only with the door number can it be recognized by other sects, otherwise it is…”

He did not say the four words   Yeji Zongmen.

   “That’s it.” Jun Muqian thoughtfully, “It seems that before next year’s Hundred Sects Great War begins, I have to go to the Zongmen Alliance.”

  ”Hundred Sects War?” Bliss suddenly became interested, “Is it the activity of your humans fighting in groups?”

   “That’s what it means.” Jun Mu nodded lightly, “There must be at least five people in each sect.”

  So, she still needs to find two more people to join the monarchy.

   “No way, benefactor.” Baili Changsheng said suddenly, “The door number is only issued once every ten years. It was just issued last year. We can’t participate in next year’s hundred battles.”

  Jun Mu’s shallow eyelids twitched: “Only once in ten years?”

   “Because there are too many self-reliant sects like you, your benefactor, if it is issued every year, all the sects on the mainland of Huaxu.”

   “Then,” Jun Muqian pressed his forehead, “Is there no other way to get the door number?”

  The agreement between her and Rong Qing was only one year.

  ”Yes!” Baili Changsheng was excited, “We can grab other sects. The sect alliance only recognizes the door number, not the sect.”

   “Snatch…” Jun Muqian groaned, “Xiao Lele, now you go and help me find out if there is any serious sect that oppresses civilians, burns, kills, and loots.”

   “Well, good—” Bliss reflexively walked out, and then turned back fiercely, “Don’t call me Xiao Lele!”

   “Okay, very small.”

   Bliss staggered, and the corners of his mouth twitched: “I would rather you call me Little Butterfly.”

  After finishing speaking, he flew away with a “swish”.

  Baili Changsheng jumped up in shock, his fingers trembling: “Benefactor, she, she…”

   “Butterfly.” Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows, “Haven’t seen?”

   “No…” I have never seen a person turning into a butterfly.

  ”Since you have decided to join the Sovereign Pavilion, can you tell me what your spiritual root is?” Jun Muqian clasped his hands, “I can also plan your cultivation route for you.”

  ”Lingen?” After hearing this, Baili Changsheng looked at him, a little embarrassed, “I don’t know what my benefactor is, I don’t know what my spiritual root is.”

   “Cough, cough, cough!” Jun Mu’s light eyes flashed by with surprise, “I don’t know?”

  There is such a thing?

  ”It’s true!” Baili Changsheng was puzzled, “I have spiritual roots and have used them, but I just don’t know which kind it belongs to.”

  It’s not like a fighting spirit, nor is it like an imperial spirit, even more so with Yanling cursing spirit.

  Furthermore, his spiritual roots will respond to his call only in critical moments of life and death.

   “I see.” Jun Mu lightly nodded, “Then you should go down and rest first. You can see your senior sister next door.”

  ”Changsheng retires.” Baili Changsheng pursed his lips and walked out.

   “The Baili family, what is the secret of this Baili family?” Jun Muqian knocked on the table, sighed, and said to himself, “Unfortunately, the clan has been exterminated, and I can’t find out if I want to find out.”

  ”Do you want to know?” Wen Liang’s low voice floated in, interrupting her contemplation.

  Jun Muqian tilted his head to look, but he laughed helplessly.

  Question: Among the seven sects, the name of one of the sects has appeared in the previous article. What is it?

  Ahem, I think it’s much more in the public period~

  Forbearance, wait for me to put you on the shelf and take you to pretend to take you to fly haha ​​(づ￣3￣)づ╭

  (End of this chapter)