The Days When I Lived with My Cousin

Chapter 2242

If disciples want to ensure their loyalty to the sect, they must start training from an early age. Otherwise, even if they can attract more strong people to join the sect, the cohesion of the whole sect is worrying. Throughout history, forcibly uniting the organization of a group of experts can only maintain temporary prosperity, but can not guarantee permanent prosperity.

After the death of the most courageous leader, the powerful organization he gathered will disappear in an instant. Internal struggle and power struggle are the biggest characteristics of such an organization.

Negative teaching materials, such as beggars' sect and so on.

And those who have passed on through the ages, such as Shaolin, have done very well in this regard, and some dirtiness is within the scope of control.

Uncle Li vividly introduced historical examples to Ling Tian, dispelling some unrealistic ideas of Ling Tian.

Indeed, Ling Tian didn't want to win over some casual practitioners of ancient martial arts to fill the sect. He believes that as long as he can maintain the strength of deterrence, those casual practitioners will obey orders honestly, with a big stick and a carrot. It is possible to build a strong ancient martial arts sect in a short time.

However, Uncle Li's words clearly told him that this idea is unrealistic and is likely to play with fire * *.

The heart is separated from the belly, and there is no foundation for emotional maintenance. Those scattered cultivation are greedy for powerful secrets, which are likely to bite back. No one can guard against "his own people" anytime and anywhere.

The two talked until midnight before they dispersed.

Ling Tian returned to his bedroom and couldn't sleep after tossing and turning. He thought things too simple. What martial Uncle Li said today is like drinking a stick to wake Ling Tian up.

I can't blame the old man and previous sect leaders. They just maintain the continuous inheritance of the sect and don't pay too much attention to developing the influence of the sect at all.

The reason is very simple. The conflict between the two is almost irreconcilable.

What the ancient warriors pursue is the progress of their own strength. Developing the power of the sect involves a lot of energy, and the time for cultivation will be greatly reduced. Moreover, if a small sect wants to grow strong, it will inevitably face the pressure of old forces. Unless it is a coincidence, it is really difficult to develop.

Suddenly, his sight fell not far away. Xiao Linlin, who was sleeping sweetly, suddenly calmed down.

Just, just, don't think too much, just go with it.

Lingtian's heart suddenly raised such a clear understanding. There was a little obscurity in the operation of the war Qi in the meridians due to the rapid promotion. It was accessible without any barrier.

Ling Tian quietly got up, went to the balcony and sat quietly cross legged outside. Under the bright moonlight, the white war gas turned into a silvery bright color under the rendering of the moonlight, and a mysterious atmosphere surrounded him all over.

At the tomb of Liu anling, king of Huainan, where Ling Tian had already left, the tomb of the martyrs, the escape of the craftsmen, and the edge of the underground river, an old lady in black appeared impressively beside Ling Tian's killing of the Gu insect zombie.

"Who dares to destroy my place, which is hard to find in the world to raise poisonous insects? Haven't my poisonous insects masters in southern Xinjiang fallen to this level? A young generation in the Qi sea of ancient martial arts dare to be so presumptuous!"

The voice of Yin measurement kept echoing in the underground river, making people sound like goose bumps all over!

The old woman carefully checked the corpses of the insects. The corpses of the insects that had fallen into the underground river didn't know what method she used to appear in front of her.

"Little babies, you died miserably. This time, the refining of the Gu insect king failed. Jie Jie, Gu Wu, you dare to offend the majesty of my Gu master, and you must pay a painful price!"

The howling sound, which was not like human voice, echoed in the underground passage. At first glance, ordinary people might have nightmares for more than ten days.

Her thin fingers were groping on the worm, and soon, her fingers were covered with disgusting every kind of mucus.

But the old woman didn't seem to feel it at all. It was not a behavior that normal people could do. She put her fingers in her mouth and tasted it carefully. She also showed an intoxicated smile on her face.

"The smell of the corpse of the Gu king is indeed the most delicious thing. I haven't loosened the bottleneck for more than ten years, and it has a tendency to break. Unfortunately, the refining conditions of the Gu king are too harsh. If I can eat a Gu king, my strength will definitely be closer. Eh, that boy escaped my flying Gu sensing range, which is a troublesome thing."

The old woman's face showed a sense of surprise. Since she sensed the birth of the humanoid Gu she had buried secretly, she almost rushed here from miaojiang, but the person who killed the humanoid Gu still escaped her sensing range. Unless she took the initiative to escape, this would not happen in her cognition.

The old woman carefully restrained the bodies of the insects and put them in the cloth bag she carried. Her strength may be great, but the storage bag is an extremely rare thing. Even if there are different power systems, she can't use it.

Therefore, the old woman can only use the most primitive means of loading.

Soon, the bodies of these scattered insects were completely collected by her. At this time, she nodded with satisfaction.

"What a pity. I must take revenge!"

The old woman's face was full of resentment. A pair of green eyes closed, meditated for a moment, and suddenly opened, emitting amazing brilliance.

She uncovered the black robe and hat on her head, revealing a terrible face. On this face, the Buddha was eaten by some animal. Her eyes, nose and skin were obviously missing. What's more shocking was that her mouth had no lips at all, directly revealing the white teeth inside!

This Fu Zunrong, without dressing up, is completely comparable to the most terrible ghost in the world!

Her dry fingers ran across her sparse hair, and a bug not much bigger than her fingernails appeared in the palm of her hand.

The old woman said to the insect Yin measurement: "Xiaodie, you find this man's breath. You must make him suffer the most painful torture, and then take him back to Wangu cave to refine adult wax, so as to solve my hatred."

Just after her words, the insect fluttered its wings and disappeared into the tunnel in the blink of an eye. Only the old woman knew where it would fly!

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