Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 316 Other Law Enforcement Agencies Appear

When everyone arrived at Misty Mountain, they found that there were unexpectedly few monks on the scene.

However, because it was located on the border between the world of cultivation and the world of demons, they saw Fang Xiaoliang and Xiao Mo from Piaomiao Valley, as well as Gu Jinzhi and other medical practitioners from Medical Valley, and even a few disciples from the Discipline Hall in black clothes and red belts, as well as law enforcement disciples from some other sects.

"Zhang Miao."

The leader was Wu Feipeng. When he saw Zhang Miao, he waved. The disciples behind him, all of whom looked exactly like Zhang Miao, greeted him with cold expressions. Then, when they saw Wang Yanzhi and the others coming over, they all raised their hands in unison to salute, and everyone quickly returned the salute.

Yu Shuoyang silently transmitted his voice: "This is the impression that the disciples of the Discipline Hall give me."

Wang Yanzhi nodded repeatedly.

"But why is it such a big deal?" Yan Zhou looked at the disciples of several major sects with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"The Misty Mountain is a sensitive location. The demons have been active recently, and demons or monks often go missing. Even patrolling personnel have entered here inexplicably and never returned... Either there is a formation set up by an outsider, and there is something fishy going on, or demons have taken over here and used this place as their lair, so they have gathered people here. The law enforcement disciples you see are all those who can set up formations."

Zhang Miao came back from chatting with his fellow students and heard his teammates' confusion, so he explained.

The air was suddenly quiet, and a hint of doubt flashed across his black and white eyes. He turned his head and saw his teammates looking at him in shock. He turned his face slightly and touched his earlobe unconsciously.

"what happened?"

Wang Yanzhi exclaimed in amazement: "Brother Zhang said a lot of words in one breath." More than in the past few days.

Judging from the looks of the other few who didn't say anything, it was obvious that they thought the same.

Zhang Miao's eyelids twitched, and he sneered, "Boring."

Yu Shuoyang: "If the matter is so important, why don't so many people come?"

"The minions of the demon clan have been active recently, so we have to rely on our own abilities to recruit people."

Wu Feipeng was standing nearby, and his interruption did not seem abrupt. He was smiling, and not only did he stand by and watch Zhang Miao being teased by his teammates, but he seemed to be happy about it. He looked at him with a playful look, which embarrassed the man so much that he turned his back.

This caused several disciples of the Discipline Hall to secretly turn their heads away and smile at each other: Senior Brother Wu is really the same as Senior Brother Lu, sometimes he can be mean and mean.

Several people did not notice the small movements of the "serious" disciples of the Discipline Hall behind them.

Yan Zhou touched his chin and walked to Xiao Mo, who was in charge of statistics and arrangements, and asked, "Do I get spirit stones for recruiting people?"

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, there is an introduction fee, 20 spirit stones per person, but your cultivation level must be above the admission threshold."

Wang Yanzhi came up and looked at the pitifully few names on the list, curling his lips: "We are all busy now, how can we recruit people? I asked several people, but none of them came."

"That's because your method is wrong." Yan Zhou's voice was gentle, but it aroused everyone's curiosity.

Yan Zhou started to contact people one by one using the jade mirror: apart from anything else, as a casual cultivator, he had to come into contact with quite a few people, especially an all-round doctor like Yan Zhou who could cure any disease and charge all the bills, and had a lot of connections.

"Li San, there is a mission to be done in Misty Mountain at the border between Inner and Outer States. The reward is generous. Do you want to come?"

"Oh, I can't even talk about it. Why are you asking this, Doctor Yan? I've been very busy lately..."

"Oh, just wanted to tell you that Zhang Si will be here."

"What?! That @￥... come?! Okay! I'll put off what I'm doing and come right away!!! Thank you!"

"Fellow Daoist Chen Shu, Li San is going to the Misty Mountain on the border between the inner and outer states. You..."

"What?! Okay, okay, I'll go right away! Thank you, Fellow Daoist Yan!"

"Friend Zhang, Zhao Wu, come to the Misty Mountain at the border between the Inner and Outer Provinces!"

......

Yan Zhou got something for nothing just by talking. He gained both spirit stones and favors, killing two birds with one stone.

Brother, are you serious?! Everyone was stunned - is this what hatred means when it lasts longer than love?

Yan Zhou curled his lips slightly and put away the jade mirror: "Everyone has a grudge, so I feel relieved."

Looking at everyone with a dazed look on their faces, Yan Zhou smiled - everyone had no idea about the value of "hatred is more attractive than love".

Yu Shuoyang's mouth twitched, and he muttered quietly: "This smiling tiger really has some stories."

Wang Yanzhi smacked his lips and said, "Those who play tactics are indeed evil-minded."

Fang Xiaoliang, who was listening in, had his fox ears stretched to folds: As expected, when it comes to conspiring with humans, he is like a greenhorn.

Yan Zhou's expression froze: "I can hear it." And fellow Taoist from the demon clan, take your eyes off me.

Xiao Mo felt overwhelmed, and had silently hinted to Wu Feipeng and the others to come over as reinforcements: All the people have been brought here, but what we need to worry about now is, when these people arrive, won’t they beat their brains out first? !

But this worry is obviously unnecessary. The disciples of the Discipline Hall stand in a row, holding swords and looking straight at you. Holding the truth in their hands, they can immediately sober up your dizzy little head.

After everyone was assigned to enter the Misty Mountain, they chatted on the outskirts and noticed some other people who were obviously different from the sect disciples and the Discipline Hall. They had arrogant faces and almost looked up at people. Others lowered their eyebrows and looked around, which made the scene look weird.

Some of them were casual cultivators who came to join in the fun, and they didn’t really understand: “Who are they?”

"Law enforcers from other sects." Gu Jinzhi was feeling bored, so he started talking right away.

"The one in front, wearing red clothes and black belts with noses sticking up in the air, is from Piao Miao Valley's Regulation Department. The one wearing blue clothes and black waistcoats is from Xuan Yi Pavilion's Punishment Department. The one who is cowering and looking around, wearing green clothes and white belts, and looks like a fence-sitter, is from our Medical Valley's Law and Discipline Department."

As everyone knows, the uniqueness of the Discipline Hall is that it is independent in the Wenxian Sect. The same is true for the law enforcement agencies of other sects. They are not subject to the constraints of other agencies except the highest-level sect master. Generally speaking, law enforcement agencies are hated by everyone in the sect, so Gu Jinzhi's disdainful tone is not surprising.

Moreover, some of the sects’ law enforcement disciples have inherited the previous methods of training, and have an indescribable “bandit spirit”. While they are powerful, they are also notorious for their viciousness.

This was the first time Yu Shuoyang heard the gossip of the sect disciples, and he listened with great interest: "Ling Xiao Sect doesn't have law enforcement disciples?"

Gu Jinzhi: "Do they look like they are under someone's supervision? They are all free-range, and they are known to be short of funds. Where do they get the spiritual stones and natural treasures to train them?

Secondly, a bunch of sword cultivators who don't obey anyone are already fierce enough, and if there's a law enforcement agency that meddles in everything, I think they'll beat their brains out."

It feels reasonable, there is no objective evaluation, it's all stereotypes.