Although something was wrong, Yang Jian did not retreat directly, he knew that this was his own opportunity, and he couldn't let it go easily.

turned around and bowed his hand to everyone, although he was a young man, he also had a bit of bearing.

Naturally, he was mistaken for those children from famous families in the secret realm, but he didn't know why he fell here.

Poor?

There are two plaques erected here, and the work is 'hiring'.

The Damen Sect hires loose cultivators to be born and die for them, and after the deed is completed, they pay elixir spirit stones as a reward, which is also the main way for casual cultivators to obtain cultivation resources.

Yang Jian deliberately put on a blank look and asked in a low voice, "Dare to ask you, is there anything wrong?"

There is no taboo about these loose cultivators in the rear, seeing that Yang Jian is afraid that he has just practiced, and he can't even feel the 'qi' on his body, you and I will advise him word by word.

The things employed by the sect are naturally differentiated, for example, the Purple Soul Valley picks medicinal herbs, although the Purple Soul Valley is covered by miasma, and the miasma is also life-threatening if it is inhaled, but this danger can be prevented and avoided in advance.

But the 'Secret Realm Exploration' is a real life and death ordeal, and those major sects have not hired casual cultivators with any good intentions.

Most of them use loose cultivation as cannon fodder to explore the way, and after they go, they probably die if they don't die.

I went to fight for life and death by myself, but the opportunity and benefits that I got with difficulty had to be taken away by the immortal sect that organized this exploration, and then I gave some exercises and tricks that were not very precious......

This kind of thing, at first glance, seems to be a loss-making business, but if you taste it carefully, it is just a transaction.

"I see," Yang Jian arched his hand to several young and middle-aged Taoist priests who informed him of this, and grinned at him, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "Then, what is the reputation of this Broken Heavenly Immortal Sect?

As soon as these words came out, all the scattered cultivators around them changed color, and none of them dared to answer casually.

The old man standing next to the signboard was also amused by Yang Jian's 'uprightness', and opened his eyes again.

"Since I have always acted in a fair and upright manner, since this trip is the presiding officer of this sect, the treasures obtained in the secret realm should be returned to this sect, and this sect will reward you with the things you need for cultivation, is there any loss of fairness!"

"I see, don't be angry. Yang Jian smiled and nodded, probably already understanding this 'routine' in his heart.

What the Xianmen is doing is the real treasures in the secret realm, and most of those treasures fall into the hands of Sanxiu, and most of them have no effect, so it is better to exchange them for some resources for the Xianmen.

This business is a willingness to fight and a willingness to suffer, not to mention any bullying of the weak, but Yang Jian is going for treasures, how can he use his brains after he goes, seek a way out, and find his own opportunities.

Yang Jian sighed twice: "Life and death are up to the sky, and wealth fights for itself!"

Then he walked up to the old man, took the roster, and wrote down his name with a stroke of the pen:

Yang Erlang.

Yang Jian didn't want to use his real name, but he didn't deceive others, he was the second in the family, and in the future, he would have the title of Erlang Zhenjun's Heavenly Court, but this name could also be used.

He didn't fill in the repair column, threw the pen away, and walked away.

Fortunately, when he was in Yuquan Mountain, the master also let him learn calligraphy for a few years, otherwise he would have to laugh and be generous if he picked up the pen and climbed the earthworm.

Then he walked into the town without looking back, went to the tavern next to the street, and greeted the seven or eight scattered cultivators who were already waiting inside, and did not greet each other.

After Yang Jian sat down, another young scribe sighed inexplicably and walked towards the plaque.

"It's a matter of life and death, Jin will also try whether this life is hard or not!"

After saying that, he jumped on the stage, wrote his name, and turned to wait in the tavern.

With the encouragement of Yang Jian, two more people jumped out to participate, and the number of casual cultivators in the tavern also exceeded ten.

The old man seemed very satisfied, and stroked his beard and smiled, which had met the requirements of his trip. But looking at the sky, he still continued to wait there, wanting to recruit a few more pioneers and coolies who were exploring the way.

Yang Jian sat in the corner of the tavern, without squinting or talking to anyone, just sitting there with his eyes closed.

Later, the middle-aged scribe wanted to talk to Yang Jian for a few words and form a relationship, but when he saw that Yang Jian was full of 'rejecting people thousands of miles away', there happened to be someone next to him to greet him, so he walked over in a sneer.

Vaguely, Yang Jian heard someone talking about him next to him.

This young man also disagreed, it seems that he has no elders, so he comes out to work hard at such an age. ”

"But he can't even feel the 'qi' in his body, isn't this going to die in vain?"

"Having said that, where is the secret realm where the Shattered Heaven Immortal Gate is going this time?"

"I heard that it is a relic that has just been discovered, maybe there is an elixir waiting for our brothers there, flying immortals in the day, no problem. ”

"Daydreaming, you!"

Squirming and whispering, Yang Jian didn't continue to listen, and sat there in thought.

Gathering energy, concentrating, forging spirit, and unifying are the four realms of foundation building, and they are also the foundation of the 'Yuan Shen Dao Method'.

Most of the people sitting here are also gathering qi and concentrating, and the old man I saw before should be a certain realm above the foundation and under the condensation.

As for the evil woman Qinglian who injured herself that day, she should have condensed the golden pill, which can be regarded as the top existence in this heaven and earth.

Yang Jian's eight or nine Xuan Gong is not included in these classifications, and although the Xuan Gong has not broken through in the past few months, Yang Jian has spent a lot of effort on 'being brave and ruthless', and his fist and foot kung fu are getting better and better, and he is really fighting, not afraid of the old man who recruits people.

But he warned himself earlier:

One taboo is to be arrogant, two taboos to rush out, three taboos to put the cart before the horse, and four taboos to be red and dusty.

The inversion of the cart before the horse refers to the ability and Xuan Gong used in the fighting method, which is naturally based on the practice of Xuan Gong, and cannot be abandoned to pursue the end.

And Hongchen mortal heart ...... Probably because Yang Jian is also a man, this body has grown up, and there are always times when qi and blood are tumbling and he can't sleep at night.

But he set a constraint for himself, if he can't settle down in the desolate world, he will never do the things under the moon in the flower field, the wind and the snow, so as not to miss his own cultivation.

It's a pity that it's easy to say and how difficult it is to make a living.

Half a day later, near dusk.

The old man put away the plaque, entered the tavern, arched his hand to the seventeen people inside, and said softly: "Fellow Daoists, I will leave today, but what else needs to be prepared?"

Someone in the casual cultivation knew this old man, and shouted, "Elder Murong, how long are we going to go this time?"

"It's three or five days at the least, and it's not more than a month," Murong Yan said with a smile, "This time, the three elders of this sect and the twelve disciples who have built the foundation will press the formation for you, so you can rest assured that your own safety is in danger." ”

Can you rest assured?

The group of people present sneered in their hearts one by one, you Shattered Heaven Immortal Sect is to sharpen disciples, by the way, let's teach those disciples a lesson!

What classes are taken?

Let those disciples understand what is 'the state of affairs is cold' and 'the path of cultivation is difficult', and if there is no teacher to protect them, they will be in danger of death and fall at every turn!

"So, everybody, come with me. ”

The old man walked out of the door, took out a palm-sized shuttle in his arms, urged spiritual power, chanted incantations, and worked for a while, the shuttle slowly grew larger, and turned into a ten-zhang long flying wooden boat.

Seventeen people got on the wooden boat in turn, and the old man urged the wooden boat to sway and float slowly, and then let out a low shout, the wooden boat swished to the sky, and the speed was also dissatisfied.

Yang Jian was originally very curious about such a flying and manned magic weapon, but he could see that the scattered cultivators around him were meditating cross-legged, and they were all like facing a great enemy, and he couldn't wait to mention a little more cultivation.

Scratching his head, Yang Jian also found a corner to meditate cross-legged, silently using eight or nine Xuangong, and experiencing the truth of Xuangong.

If there is no gain from this trip, and the first level of eight or nine Xuangong cannot be advanced again, then he can only cultivate the second level.

But has the foundation really been laid?

Concerning this achievement, Yang Jian naturally did not dare to slack off, unconsciously shallow into the steady, after two hours, the wooden boat gently shook, Yang Jian looked outside, but saw the two opposing strange mountains, to the gateway of the secret realm.

"Those three tricks are useless to me, but they cause a commotion. ”

Yang Jian closed his eyes again, silently reciting two names in his heart, and his heart was full of war.

Pingtian Sword, Qinglian.

Elder Murong, who set up the boat, said with a smile: "I'll wait here, and the others will arrive later." ”

Obviously, for this experience, the three elders recruited scattered cultivators separately, and the cannon fodder was not just Yang Jian and the seventeen of them.

After another half an hour, two similar flying boats fell, three boats into one, and the three white-haired elders took turns to drive them, so as not to encounter danger on the way, but they had no strength to deal with it because they had consumed too much on the road.

The number of casual cultivators on the ship reached more than forty, which suddenly became a little more crowded, and there were twelve more young disciples in brocade robes with proud faces in the cabin.

An elder went to the gate of the secret realm to hand over some spirit stones, and told him what was going on in the secret realm, so naturally no one would be left in trouble.

These sects called 'Heaven' are generally not small in scale, and if the Heavenly Dao is sound here, I am afraid that if it is not the disaster of destroying the sect at every turn, it will not survive for a long time.

In a few moments, the door of the secret realm was opened, the wooden boat crossed across, and those who were meditating and practicing on the boat opened their eyes at the same time.

Because the aura outside is too thin.