Chapter 65 Rong Qing: Want to know?

"I was thinking..." Baili Changsheng covered his ears, his eyes full of hatred, "Revenge!" He

  wants revenge. He wants to destroy the entire blood domain and pay homage to his parents and sister!

  "Okay." Jun Muqian nodded slowly, with a slight smile on his lips, "I like this idea very much."

  Baili Changsheng was suddenly stunned: "Benefactor?"

  "Revenge is okay, but don't be blinded by hatred. Eyes." Jun Mu said calmly, "It's easy to go crazy if you practice like that."

  "What do you mean?" Ji Le didn't understand, "What do you want to do?"

  However, Baili Changsheng understood it all at once, and he suddenly knelt down. Go down: "I am willing to become my benefactor as my teacher until the day I have the ability to take revenge!"

  Ji Le was confused: "You are a fifth-level spiritual master who wants to become your teacher to a fourth-level spiritual master? Is your brain broken?"

  Although she sealed it Most of the power, but that small part allowed Jun Muzhen to rise two more levels. She had to admit that this human's potential was really huge.

  "You know nothing!" Baili Changsheng raised his head with a proud look on his face, "My benefactor is the most powerful."

  Ji Le was furious and slapped you: "I saved you!"

  "That's right——" Baili was furious. The sound of Li Changsheng can be described as a thousand times.

  "Boy, I'm warning you, you..."

  Jun Muqian interrupted: "There is no need to become a disciple. I have a sect. I wonder if you are interested in joining?" "Join!"

  Baili Changsheng nodded immediately, "I wonder what the benefactor's sect is called?"

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

  "Monarch Pavilion."

  "Monarch Pavilion?" Baili Changsheng scratched his head, "How come I haven't heard of it."

  Ji Le was also surprised: "I haven't heard of it either. Did you build it yourself?"

  "What?" Jun Muqian raised his eyelids, "Any objections?" Ji Le

  was timid: "No, I don't dare."

  "My benefactor is really amazing." Baili Changsheng looked admiring, "You can still do it yourself Build a sect."

  "That's really nice to say." Jun Muqian nodded with satisfaction.

  Bliss: "..."

  She can't stand this flattery anymore.

  "But my benefactor, does our sect have a family number?" Baili Changsheng asked.

  Jun Muqian hesitated for a moment: "What is the gate number?"

  "After each sect is established, it must go to the sect alliance to get a gate number." Baili Changsheng explained, "Only with a gate number, Only then can it be recognized by other sects, otherwise it will be..."

  He did not say these four words Pheasant Sect.

  "So that's it." Jun Muzhen thought thoughtfully, "Then it seems that before next year's Hundred Sects War starts, I have to go to the Sect Alliance." "Hundred Sects War?" Ji Le suddenly became interested, "That's right.

  Do you humans engage in group fighting?"

  "That's what you mean." Jun Muqian nodded, "Each sect must have at least five people fighting." Therefore, she still needs to find

  two more people to join the Monarch Pavilion.

  "No, my benefactor." Baili Changsheng suddenly said, "The house number is only issued once every ten years. It was just issued last year. We can't participate in next year's Hundred Sects War." Jun Muzhen's eyelids twitched: "Ten

  years Just once?"

  "Because there are too many people like you, my benefactor, who have set up their own sects. If it were announced every year, all the sects in Huaxu Continent would be full of sects." "Then," Jun Muqian pressed her forehead, "The sect number will be Is there no

  other way to get it?"

  Her agreement with Rong Qing was only for one year.

  "Yes!" Baili Changsheng was excited, "We can rob other sects. The sect alliance only recognizes the sect number, not the sect."

  "Snatch..." Jun Muqian pondered for a moment, "Xiao Lele, go and help me find out if there are any sects with the most heinous crimes, the kind that oppresses civilians, burns, kills, and loots." "Well, okay——

  "Ji Le walked out reflexively, and then turned back ferociously, "Don't call me Xiao Lele   !

  "

."

  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, "Never seen?

  " Butterfly.

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

  Listen At this point, Baili Changsheng paused, a little embarrassed, "To tell you the truth, I don't know what my spiritual root is.

  " Don't know?"

  Is there such a thing?

  "It's true!" Baili Changsheng was confused, "I have spiritual roots and I have used them before, but I just don't know which kind it belongs to.

  " Not anymore.

  And the terrible thing is that only in critical moments of life and death will his spiritual roots respond to his call.

  "I see." Jun Muqian nodded slightly, "Then you go down and rest first, your senior sister lives next door, you can go and have a look." "Changsheng resigns." 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, "It's a pity that the family has been exterminated, and I can't find it even if I try to find it."

  "You want to know?" Wen Liang's low voice drifted in, interrupting her meditation.

  Jun Muqian turned his head to look, but smiled helplessly.