Chapter 156: Subjugating the Monks From the Weeping Soul Village

Join hands?...

Xu Shan raised his head and sighed.

He had thought about this possibility, after all, he had gone too far this time.

He had never intended to destroy the Weeping Soul Village, but just wanted to use the optical disc to show off and stabilize his position.

Who knew that this uncontrollable plot would be so tricky.

Now there is nothing he can do if others want to join forces to fight him.

But if the enemy really comes, he is not afraid.

It is better for them to attack together, as there are still enough spiritual crystals, and the optical disc is enough to shock everyone once.

The biggest problem is that he is afraid of being hit by surprise and having no reaction time.

But this is also a small problem, just bring a hundred or eighty bodyguards to surround him.

Zihe Zhenren stared at Xu Shan nervously.

He was really scared of being fooled, so he had to tell the truth.

This bastard is cruel and cautious, and he may be pierced with his intestines if he says the wrong word.

With such serious consequences, he really dare not try.

After all, even if he swallowed the whole wolf smoke stick, he would not die, and returning to that weird treatment room would speed up his recovery.

According to the nature of Xu Xian, this beast, it is not strange to treat him to one a day!

This head must not be opened!

Xu Shan came back to his senses and looked at Zi He and said, "Hezi, you are not bad, but you should have said these words before the Crying Soul Sect came. You said it now..."

With a plop.

Zi He Zhenren knelt on the ground with a wooden face.

"Master Xu, I was wrong, meow."

"Forget it, I, Xu Xian, am not a devil. Considering our relationship as master and disciple, I will forgive you this time. If you are rude next time, don't blame me for being rude. If I expel you from the sect, you will not be treated like this now."

"Don't, don't expel me from the sect, I was wrong, meow."

Without waiting for Zi He to finish, Xu Shan waved his hand to take it away, with a smile on his face.

It seems that the progress of training Lao Deng is very fast... After another two years of taming, he should be completely convinced.

By then, it will not be a dream to occupy Lao Deng's property!

After thinking about other possible consequences for a while, Xu Shan walked out.

Yesterday, a group of monks from the Crying Soul Village were captured, and now they are thrown in front of the Zhenhai Sect's main hall square.

Some of them surrendered to the Zhenhai Sect, whether sincerely or falsely.

Another group of monks who did not know the truth were still waiting for the return of the sect master, and they were stubborn..

These people need to be properly disciplined. He did not have time to record the suffering in Yinshan.

If the video is left, things will go much more smoothly.

In the main hall, fifty monks were tied and kneeling on the ground. Their meridians were blocked by the Zhenhai Sect elders, making them no different from ordinary people.

There was also a Jindan stage elder guarding them.

Until Xu Shan arrived, the elder stepped back and said respectfully: "Master, these people are still unwilling to submit to my Zhenhai Sect."

Xu Shan smiled contemptuously: "No hurry, wait until they know they are tired and hungry, and then slowly train them, and let them endure first."

"Go and call all the other cultivators above the Jindan stage in the sect. From now on, you must always follow me and never leave. This master wants to do something big, and the first batch of capable backbones to be trained are you. Go."

Hearing him say this, the elder didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

The good news is that the master is amazingly powerful and he is absolutely capable of leading the Zhenhai Sect to take off.

If he really does something big, there is no doubt that he will get some benefits from it.

The worrying thing is...the master is obviously not a normal person!

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, we can only wait and see.

The elder responded and turned away.

......

Five days later, in front of the main hall square.

Fifty monks from the Crying Soul Village wore the same uniform and stood straight in a square formation.

Xu Shan kept waving his ‘teaching stick’ around, muttering to himself from time to time.

“Zero five two three.”

“Here!” A monk in the queue raised his hand and answered.

Xu Shan strolled leisurely and continued to call out numbers: “One seven six nine… One seven six nine!”

“Here…”

This call was a few seconds late, and the monk who called out was obviously not used to his number.

Because of these few seconds of delay, several Zhenhai Sect monks rushed in from the side of the square and punched and kicked him!

After a crazy circle of kicking for a while, the Zhenhai Sect monks retreated.

The monks had already straightened their chests and focused their attention.

The meridians in the whole body were sealed, and the spiritual power could not be used. He had not eaten or drunk anything for five days.

The spirit is exhausted to the limit, so the less beatings you can get, the less beatings you can get...

Xu Shan said indifferently: "How many times have I said that the number is your name! If you can't even remember your own name, what's the difference between you and livestock?"

"9527!"

"Here!"

"Very good, very spirited! You should learn more from 9527."

Xu Shan continued to call the roll, and the rest went smoothly, with only two people being beaten.

After all the rolls were called, a monk from the Weeping Soul Village with a bar on his arm in the front row of the team ran to the front of the crowd skillfully and shouted: "Everyone, look to the right!"

Dongdongdongdong, a burst of dense footsteps sounded.

"Look forward!"

All the monks turned their heads in unison.

"Report to the sect master! The team has been reorganized, and request to show it immediately!"

"You can show it!"

"Yes!"

As Xu Shan gave an order, a bar shouted: "Fellow disciples, good morning!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Fifty people shouted in unison.

"Hold!" A hand grabbed the bar, and the shouting stopped immediately, and then shouted again: "Standing in a standard position!"

Fifty people stood at attention, their hands on the seams of their trousers.

"Tell me, what's the fastest way to success?"

"Follow the right person! Do the right thing!"

"What is your identity?"

"Brother Zhenhaizong!!"

Xu Shan watched the military training of this group of people with a smile.

Although the method is a bit crude, it works.

He had already practiced it in Baodan Sect, although his methods were much gentler than here.

Can be brainwashed, even cultivators are no exception. People's will is too easy to wear away. Once the spirit is exhausted, it is easy to be taken advantage of. Demonic monks are very precious about their lives.

Hungry alone made many people cooperate with him in military training.

By the fifth day, almost everyone had subdued.

Two people who refused to accept were beaten until they vomited blood in public. After that, they performed a pole dance as a couple, and no one dared to push them any further.

The rich culture of the 21st century cannot be compared to the crude methods of the cultivation world!

In his opinion, the sects in southern Xinjiang were really bad, and using this method to conquer the monks from Crying Soul Village was just an attempt.

Once the trial is successful, it will be promoted to the entire sect immediately.

He would never allow his sect to become a disorganized, unorganized and undisciplined sect.

Only by creating an obedient and unified team can he stand more firmly.

That's not all. As long as there are enough monks from Zhenhai Sect and they can cooperate perfectly with him, it won't be long before they can become his secret weapon for returning to the North. They may even eliminate the hidden dangers of Taikoo Pavilion and Zixiao Sword Sect. impossible!

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