Chapter 402: Into the Tiger's Den!

The group of people followed Elder Cui Wu and climbed the mountain on the steps.

Ten Shanling Sect disciples followed a few people, looking strange.

As they moved forward, the disciples and monks around them gradually gathered together, forming a group of more than twenty people, following behind them.

Ni Shuang lowered her head secretly, and the frost in her palms was tactful, as if she was ready to go.

She subconsciously felt that this place was dangerous.

Therefore, she is always ready to fight.

"Haha, these little friends are also very lucky. The mountains around here are full of demon sects, and the disciples inside are practicing cannibalism and soul-searching techniques."

"If you are unfortunate enough to pass by those sects, you may end up with an unknown outcome."

"And our Shanling Sect is the only famous and decent sect here." Elder Cui Wu introduced.

As Su Ming climbed the steps, he also smiled at him.

"Shanling Sect, as you can tell by the name, is a famous righteous sect within a hundred miles around."

"Thank you very much, Elder, for your reception today."

Although Su Ming knew it well, he did not expose it, but echoed it.

In fact, Su Ming had already sent Xiao Ming to fly to the top of the mountain to see the whole sect from above.

Su Ming discovered that many of the disciples of this sect looked like lost souls, with bloodless faces, like walking corpses.

Moreover, there is still a faint smell of blood in the mountain gate.

This situation doesn't look like a decent situation.

Come to think of it, there are so many demon sects all around, how can they tolerate a decent person like you sitting here?

Elder Cui, in fact, he talked too much and made mistakes, and his cleverness was misled by his cleverness.

But it’s hard to look back now.

Because Xiao Ming saw the scene below the mountain from a high altitude view. There was a tide of beasts sweeping around, and monsters were raging.

Every month in the Shushan dungeon, hundreds of demonic beasts would sweep through and slaughter the mortal villages.

If career changers or monks fall into it, they will only die.

At this time, it is considered lucky to have a sect to rest.

Even if he had to fight later and kill hundreds of monks or thousands of demons, Su Ming would still choose the former.

In short, Elder Cui and Su Ming complimented each other with each other.

Soon, two people with their own evil intentions arrived at the top of the mountain.

A towering stone gate stood in front of everyone.

There is a silver stone plaque at the top, with three powerful characters written on it.

Shanling Sect!

"Come with me to the sect's main hall. If we can work out, maybe you guys can become guests of my sect and enjoy the spiritual stone salary every year."

Cui Wu said with a smile.

Su Ming knew what the spirit stone was.

It’s equivalent to money in this world.

Monks can use it to refine their essence and improve their cultivation.

But job changers can’t use it, since it’s not the same system after all.

The spirit stone is equivalent to the zombie crystal core in the zombie siege copy where Ni Shuang used to be. After using it, it can increase the level of the superpower. Only the natives of the native world can use it.

"Please ask Elder Cui to lead the way." Su Ming cupped his hands and said.

Cui Wu nodded and led everyone into a large hall.

On the way, the disciples of the Shanling Sect all gathered together and seemed to be surrounding them vaguely.

They looked curious, but in fact they had their hands on their weapons, ready to surround and kill at any time.

"Su Ming, we seem to be deep in the tiger's den." Yan Ze took a step forward, frowned and whispered.

He could tell at a glance that something was wrong with this sect.

But Su Ming remained calm and calm, as if he had everything under control.

There is no other reason, just because he is half-stepped into a venerable state.

Yan Ze didn't know about this yet.

Strength is the greatest capital.

"It's okay, keep going deeper." Su Ming said calmly.

To gain benefits, one must have the courage to take risks. Su Ming's code of conduct is very simple and clear.

Most of these Shanling Sect monks are already at the fifth or fourth level.

As a sixth-level light and dark guard, Wanwu can be easily destroyed with just a few moves.

Except for the elders and the leader, no one is a threat.

After Su Ming was reborn, after working hard for so long, he finally had his own power.

Ni Shuang, Ji Yao, Yan Ze, and themselves are all masters in the mid- to late-stage fifth rank.

It is not impossible to kill this sect.

Even if they have a venerable person sitting in charge, it doesn't matter.

Because Su Ming is already halfway to the realm of the Venerable!

Even if the enemy has a sage, he can still fight with the bonus of the original sword body.

Su Ming knew the trap but wanted to come in for two purposes.

The first is to kill the half-step six-level elite monsters and complete the Sword God's job transfer mission.

The second is to get the epic high-grade soul flag and give it to Ji Yao for use!

With Wanwu here, even if the opponent has two venerables, he can still fight.

If it doesn't work, shake people.

Su Ming is no longer the lone wolf he once was.

He already has a partner he can trust.

In this life, he has taken a different path from his previous life.

Soon, everyone, led by Cui Wu, arrived at the sect hall.

This sect's main hall is not luxurious. It is made of heavy black stone and is engraved with secret patterns to enhance its strength.

The interior is very spacious.

Su Ming used his insightful eyes to examine it.

Then you know that the core pattern of the sect-protecting formation is engraved on every brick, tile, stone and pillar of the sect master's hall.

"Hey, Su Ming, this place is so evil..." Ji Yao stepped forward, leaned close to Su Ming, and whispered.

"And the clothes they wear look like the clothes people wore in ancient times on our Blue Star." She said in a light voice.

Su Ming nodded.

The background setting of this world is indeed very similar to that of ancient Blue Star.

As soon as he entered the hall, Su Ming saw two people sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed.

One of the old men was wearing a yellow robe like dirt, with an old face and a long stick on his back.

The other one was wearing a slender purple robe and had a calm face.

"Grand Elder, Second Elder." Cui Wu stepped forward and said.

"I brought a few passing monks with me. They want to rest in our sect."

As soon as these words came out, the Grand Elder and the Second Elder opened their eyes.

They looked at Su Ming and the others.

The moment they saw Wan Wu, their eyes lit up.

"Your Excellency!?" The second elder in the yellow robe was shocked.

He noticed that he had lost his composure, and then he slowly restrained his shock and joy.

"Everyone, are you from outside?" Then, he asked with a smile.

"Why are you asking this?" Su Ming said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Because..." The second elder grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"The local cultivators around are all terrified of our Shanling Sect. Even the Venerable dare not enter our mountain gate!!"

He stopped pretending and his attitude changed drastically.

"Hahahahaha!"

"And you can only be outsiders."

"In this case, even if you have a powerful backer, it will be useless. Far water cannot quench near thirst!"

The elder in purple robes couldn't help but smile coldly.

"Good."

"Cui Wu, you did a good job."

The two elders stood up suddenly.

All the calmness in their eyes completely dissipated!

Their eyes turned into greed and bloodthirstiness.

Cui Wu smiled coldly, left Su Ming and joined the two elders.

His eyes were cold, and the previous peace and elegance were no longer seen.