Chapter 278 Shameless

"Very good." Upon hearing this, Qinghuan Zhenren stroked his long beard gently, with a satisfied look on his face.

"Oh, all junior brothers, please leave. Junior Brother Wu and Junior Brother Ruan will stay." Looking at everyone, Qinghuan Zhenren spoke.

After hearing this, the other Jindan cultivators turned around and left, and then turned into thick escape lights and disappeared between heaven and earth.

After seeing everyone leave, Qinghuan Zhenren sighed softly and said to the Jindan cultivator surnamed Wu: "Junior Brother Wu, did you follow my instructions and send out those inner disciples who are in the late stage of foundation building or the great perfection of foundation building and have no hope of condensing Jindan?"

"Junior Brother, of course, dare not disobey the order of the Sect Master. Please rest assured, Sect Master, this is not only the case for the third-generation disciples, but also the fourth-generation disciples. Junior Brother, I have selected those who are living a life of idleness and waiting to die in the sect." Upon hearing this, the cultivator surnamed Wu immediately replied respectfully.

Nodding, after hearing what the Wu monk said, Qinghuan Zhenren suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He didn't sympathize with the selected third and fourth generation disciples. These people were already too big to be removed and became a burden to the sect.

Using the attack of the beast tide to clean up these people in the sect was the intention of the three supreme elders, and they were just following it.

"Will it be the turn of us Jindan disciples next time?" The silent Ruan monk suddenly spoke up.

Hearing this, Qinghuan Zhenren and Wu monk looked at each other, showing bitter expressions. How could they not know this? This is also the reason why Qinghuan Zhenren felt sad after hearing that Wu monk had already selected people.

However, Jindan monks are the foundation of a sect's combat power. After all, these old guys can't waste much resources, but their combat power is extraordinary.

Therefore, True Man Qinghuan knew very well that compared with the huge number of third and fourth generation disciples, Jindan cultivators like them who had no hope of condensing their Nascent Soul would not be easily abandoned by the sect.

However, once Beilan Sect really had to send out a large number of Jindan cultivators, the third elder would not have the slightest sympathy for them. This was the cruelty of the cultivation world.

In the final analysis, it was just a kind of survival of the fittest. In a sense, this was also the fundamental reason why Beilan Sect had suffered from the beast tide every three hundred years for tens of thousands of years, but could still stand in this southern region.

"Some things, Junior Brother Ruan just needs to know, there is no need to tell them, and Junior Brother Ruan should also know that although the Third Elder's actions were cruel, they were also the best solution for the sect."

"After all, the resources of a sect are limited. Under the same resource consumption, it is natural to give priority to those disciples who are expected to make further progress, which is more conducive to the development of the sect."

Hearing what True Man Qinghuan said, the cultivator surnamed Ruan fell silent, as if he acquiesced to his words.

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Inside the secret room, Xiao Lin was surrounded by a faint black smoke.

As the smoke became thicker, Xiao Lin's brows began to frown.

After an unknown period of time, the black fog around him seemed to have become as thick as possible and suddenly began to dissipate. As the black fog dissipated, Xiao Lin's body became vague.

But just as Xiao Lin's body was about to disappear, the faint black fog suddenly turned into a ball of black spiritual light and dissipated.

Xiao Lin's body, which had become blurred, suddenly reappeared.

Xiao Lin opened his eyes and sighed softly.

"Failed again."

In order to practice the secret art of ghost hiding, Xiao Lin has been practicing in this cave in the belly of the mountain for more than ten days. In these days, the battle outside is still in full swing, and a large number of ordinary monsters are rushing towards Ziri Fairy City one after another.

The defense formation of Ziri Xiancheng is also extremely sharp. Not only is its defense amazing, but it can also integrate the magic power of many Beilan Sect disciples to launch attacks comparable to intermediate spells.

This caused heavy casualties among the monsters, and the city was already covered with thick corpses of monsters.

Many casual cultivators and Beilan Sect disciples all looked at the corpses of monsters outside the city with greed.

Although more than 90% of these monsters are ordinary monsters, most of them are high-level ordinary monsters. The corpses of these monsters are the best materials for refining magic tools. Once the densely packed corpses of monsters outside are obtained by the numerous cultivators in Ziyang Xiancheng.

It can be said that the strength of the entire Ziri Xiancheng can be improved by a level.

However, although many casual cultivators also coveted the corpses of monsters, they did not dare to pick them up easily. On the one hand, the shield aura of the defense formation did not dissipate and was still strong. On the other hand, the corpses of these monsters were killed by Beilan Sect disciples after all.

These casual cultivators didn't even use a single bit of strength, unless the shield was opened and a large number of casual cultivators rushed forward. I don't think the people of Beilan Sect would choose to fight with a large number of casual cultivators for the corpses of some monsters.

Moreover, even if Beilan Sect chose to fight, such a large number of casual cultivators would not necessarily be afraid of the people of Beilan Sect.

Among the large number of monster corpses, there are also a large number of real-level monster corpses, which are the materials for refining spiritual tools. Even if they have to fight for it, they will not hesitate.

Xiao Lin left the cultivation cave with a depressed face, and flew to the top of the city wall with a magic weapon. He looked at the group of lizard monsters outside that were still attacking the city wall. They were killed by a wave of spells fired by many Beilan Sect disciples and fell in a pool of blood.

At this time, the Jindan ancestor who had been standing in the light circle looked around and said, "We have killed ten waves of monster attacks. The next wave of monster attacks should be in a few hours. If you want to pick up the corpses of monsters, you can do it as soon as possible. I will open the shield for one hour, and then close it again after one hour."

After saying that, the old man in hemp robe pointed to the five-color light shield in front of him with one hand, and a huge gap of a hundred feet long suddenly appeared on the light shield.

Seeing this scene, many casual cultivators cheered and drove their magic tools out of Ziri Xiancheng, landing in the mountains and forests below, picking up the corpses of monsters with excitement.

In normal times, many monsters here are impossible to hunt. Most of these monsters live in the depths of the demon field, which are rarely seen on weekdays. Moreover, the depths of the demon field are extremely dangerous. Even if ordinary Qi training cultivators form a team and go deep into the demon field, they are often wiped out.

Moreover, most of these monsters live in groups, at least seven or eight of them gather together all day long. If you want to hunt them, you must have the combat power to face seven or eight monsters at the same time, otherwise it would be like giving food to the monsters.

Seeing that many people have begun to search for some rare materials in the corpses of monsters, the many casual cultivators who were still hesitating finally couldn't resist the temptation and went out of the city to pick up monster materials.

Xiao Lin stood on the city wall and glanced at the old man in hemp robe, but his face flashed with a solemn look.

He couldn't understand why the old man in hemp robe in front of him was so kind. Why did the monsters killed by the disciples of Beilan Sect, who exhausted their mana, let these casual cultivators get the advantage?

This is not the style of cultivators at all. Moreover, Xiao Lin saw that although the disciples of Beilan Sect had envy on their faces, they did not choose to go out of the city to pick up materials like those casual cultivators.

This puzzled Xiao Lin. If it were a dozen days ago, he would definitely choose to leave the city like those casual cultivators. Of course, he was not doing it for these low-level materials, but just leaving the Purple Sun Immortal City.

Now he looked at the gloomy old man in hemp robe, but he did not choose to leave. Moreover, he had not yet mastered the secret art of ghost hiding, which made him feel that now was not the time to leave.

Seeing that the casual cultivators who picked up materials did not encounter any danger, more and more casual cultivators could not resist the temptation and flew out of the city wall with their magic tools.

In less than an hour, the number of casual cultivators who went out was at least tens of thousands.

Of course, more casual cultivators still resisted the temptation and chose to wait and see. Many of them were obviously suspicious of the motives of the old man in hemp robe, just like Xiao Lin.

"Not good, it's a walking beast." The old man in hemp robe suddenly shouted, and then gently pointed to the spiritual light shield in front of him. The original split slowly recovered as before in the shocked eyes of everyone.

There was a commotion among the many casual cultivators.

"Ah~~" At this time, there were also shrill screams outside the city.

Those casual cultivators who were happily picking up monster materials suddenly found that the soil under their feet was shaking, and then spikes suddenly shot out from the ground.

The casual cultivators who were concentrating on picking up monster materials didn't expect this. Hundreds of people were unable to dodge and were pierced by the spikes.

"Mountain beasts are high-level earth-type ordinary monsters. They are good at basic spells such as ground spikes and live in groups."

"Look, it's the wind whistling bird."

"Ah, so many."

In fact, needless to say, Xiao Lin also saw that in the distant sky, gray clouds were floating from all directions, rushing towards Zi Ri Xian City with the sound of the roaring wind.

"Hurry up and open the shield." Those casual cultivators who avoided the spikes drove their escape lights and wanted to return to Zi Ri Xian City, but were surprised to find that the original cracks had disappeared long ago.

They desperately knocked on the five-color shield, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, with no effect at all.

"The monsters are attacking at this time. For the lives of millions of people in the city, I absolutely cannot open the city defense shield. You can only rely on your own combat power to fight your way out of the monsters. Only in this way can you have a glimmer of hope." The old man in hemp robe said loudly.

"Ancestor, there are only so many of us. Facing such an overwhelming monster, it is simply suicide." Looking at the densely packed mountain beasts that have already crawled out of the ground, someone begged bitterly.

"Ancestor, please open the shield. We are willing to fight against the beast tide with Beilan Sect."

"Yes, without the assistance of our casual cultivators, the fall of Zi Ri Xian City is a matter of time."

Hearing this, the old man in hemp robe sneered, but did not speak, but ordered many Beilan Sect disciples to put spirit stones into the formation and prepare for the battle.

"Go to hell, I admit defeat. I was tricked by your Beilan Sect bastards. Isn't it just a death? Let's charge. If we charge out, there is still a glimmer of hope. If we can't charge out, the worst that can happen is death."

"The Beilan Sect is really shameless."

Some stubborn casual cultivators not only stopped begging, but also started cursing.

Immediately, all kinds of dirty words resounded in the sky above Ziri Immortal City. After cursing, looking at the monsters that were gradually approaching, many casual cultivators turned pale, gritted their teeth, controlled various magic weapons, turned around and rushed towards the monsters.