Chapter 333 Drawing a Red Lot

Ji Tong has not lived enough and has no interest in going to Black Ghost City to find out information.

Moreover, no matter how much money you pay, you won’t be able to invite people to this kind of place.

You only have one life, and you can earn money at any time. In the world of spiritual practice, you can't be reckless. You can only compete with who is better at it. Only the person who survives to the end is the winner.

However, what he didn't expect was that in the end, he would go to Black Ghost City with an irresistible mission.

It turned out that among the ten major sects that disappeared, one of them was called Wuweiguan, and they were wearing the same pants as Shushan and had a deep-rooted relationship.

Many people in the sect have relatives who are in Wuwei Kuan.

This time, many of the 10,000 people who disappeared in Wuwei Temple were recommended by them. They were under great pressure and had to find these people. Otherwise, those friends and relatives would be able to find them. Drown.

Ordinary disciples are naturally not qualified to investigate such dangerous matters. Only those with Nascent Soul and above can take over.

So, the head master invited all the Nascent Souls and the Changmen Group to draw lots.

There are 136 bamboo sticks in total, the rest are dyed green at the bottom, and only three are red.

The one who draws red is undoubtedly the chosen one, and he will be responsible for this matter.

Ji Tong had the blond finger of the panel, but he came back at the wrong time. He happened to be the last one to draw, so he had no choice.

As an ordinary disciple, participating in such a big event will naturally attract everyone's attention.

When it was learned that he was already the 11th elder of the sect, it caused an uproar.

It was at this time that everyone was shocked to realize that Ji Tong was not only the deputy head of the Foreign Affairs Hall, but also an elder.

This is not a guest elder, but a real elder of the sect. He has decision-making power and various privileges. He is almost on an equal footing with the head of the clan.

He is only 25 years old and a young monk at level 9 of physical training. How can He De sit in this position?

Everyone's whispers were too loud. For a moment, everyone no longer paid attention to who had won the red lottery, but instead paid attention to the status of Ji Tong.

In their opinion, Ji Tong must have had the relationship with the head of the family, so he had such incredible luck.

As a result, everyone looked at Ji Tong with a hint of dissatisfaction and hostility.

The people present were all Nascent Soul cultivators. The younger ones had been promoted for three to five years, while the older ones had been promoted for one or two thousand years.

They have always worked conscientiously in the sect and have never made any mistakes.

To achieve this, he is still just a small peak master.

In fact, some people have not even sat on the peak master's seat, and are still in a state of being alone.

They were all outclassed by a young boy. Why?

The head master had already expected this moment, so he pulled out all the Nascent Soul monks who had gone with him to the Wild Temple for training.

Everyone present had received great kindness from Ji Tong. It was Ji Tong's strategizing that allowed them to turn the corner. Many people even got great opportunities. After returning to the sect, their cultivation speed accelerated a lot.

Among them, Master Gu Yanhui received the greatest benefit. The credit for being successfully promoted to Mahayana this time was all due to Ji Tong.

So many people stood by Ji Tong and said good things for him.

Although the remaining people are very dissatisfied, Gu Yanhui is a Mahayana man, and his current words are comparable to oracles.

He said that shit smells good, and those Nascent Souls could only nod in approval.

The strength is there, no one can be dissatisfied.

Ji Tong is now two years old. He never thought that he would be involved in such a big thing when he just returned to the sect and his buttocks were not even hot.

He didn't want to get involved in this matter at all, because he had already understood some of the inside story.

But in order not to cause panic, it is not yet time to announce it.

Along the way, the two Nascent Souls who were his partners also disliked him in various ways.

The main reason is that Ji Tong has attracted all the people from Yulin Peak, so that they can all take advantage of this opportunity to go out and practice.

But in the eyes of the two partners, it was clearly because they were not good enough and had to recruit a bunch of people to be their bodyguards.

So, as soon as he set out on the road, the two of them made things difficult for him, as if they were his disciples.

"Xiaoji, my peak master is hungry. Let's get some food. I heard that you have a lot of delicious food on you. You shouldn't be reluctant to part with it, right?"

"Xiaoji, arrange the campsite and be sure to keep it hidden so that no one discovers our presence."

"Xiaoji..."

There were countless names called Xiaoji, which made the child's brain explode. He really wanted to turn these two old people into chickens without shame.

It's not that he has no hands or feet, he is an elder, not their servant.

Since he is calling someone like this, he is naturally not polite and calls him back immediately.

"Old Wang, I can't defeat this monster. You are the most powerful here. It's up to you. Go!"

Old bastard...are you asking for scolding?

Yuanying whose surname was Wang instantly darkened his face.

If there weren't people from Yulin Peak watching, he wouldn't mind having a braised chicken.

"Old Shi, these robbers are so fierce. I am no match for you. If you beat them, they will eat their shit."

Yuanying, surnamed Shi, felt a little resentful. He always felt that the child was making him eat shit, but he couldn't find any evidence.

When we encounter a thunderstorm on the road.

"Lao Shi, Lao Wang, it's just a thunderstorm. You two have unparalleled cultivation. You don't need my protection, do you? Go ahead on your own!"

So, under the care of Ji Tong, the Yulin Peak people passed through the thunderstorm area safely one by one.

On the other hand, the two people, even though they had carefully protected themselves, were still burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, as if they had experienced a thunderstorm.

This was an ordinary thunderstorm. They were flying in the void and encountered it unexpectedly.

With no way to avoid it, he simply faced the difficulties.

Unexpectedly, Ji Tong had no good intentions and secretly added some ingredients to the thunder. There were traces of Void Thunder in it.

This was enough for two Nascent Soul cultivators to drink from a pot, and all the protective equipment was sparse and damaged.

He even suffered a lot of trauma on his body.

If it weren't for Ji Tong's mercy, the two of them would have died in the thunderstorm.

As a monk of the thunder and lightning system, Ji Tong has already cultivated this talent to the point of breaking the sky. Even if two guards are hit hard, they will still have to cry and scream for mercy.

Halfway through the fight, the two Nascent Souls finally understood that they could only embarrass Ji Tong over trivial matters.

Although the child raised them very high, it made them fight desperately on the front line.

In the end, the two Nascent Souls learned their lesson and no longer had trouble with themselves. Instead of being used as a gun, it would be better to draw a clear line with the people of Yulin Peak.

So, one early morning, the two left a message to explore the terrain, left everyone behind and left. (End of chapter)