In the past, the disciples of the Soul Academy that the Benxiang Sect received were only a handful, and they were selected by others. From now on, the stronger Xilin becomes, the broader its territory. There will be more and more Soul Academy disciples in Xilin, and so

The Original Xiang Sect can recruit geniuses on a larger scale. This is the future of the Original Xiang Sect.

Regarding the distribution rights of geniuses in the Soul Academy, Xilin and the Prime Minister Sect have no conflict for the time being. Because Xilin was not founded by Emperor Wu and did not leave behind countless treasures and mental techniques, it is not necessary for geniuses to come.

The various sects in Ronghe District have thought it through, and the reality is indeed this. It is said that there is no conflict of interest, but there is. As long as Zuo Wuzhou is still around, there is absolutely no chance that a conflict will break out between Xilin and the Benxiang sect.

In this way, Xilin and the Benxiang Sect respect each other and help each other. Even if Zuo Wuzhou goes to the True Soul Heaven, Xilin and the Benxiang Sect can maintain peaceful development for hundreds of years, which will not be a problem.

Over hundreds of years, Xilin has accumulated the foundation and national strength it needs. The Benxiang Sect has also been able to train several generations of disciples.

Only in this way can we truly embark on a smooth path of natural development. At that time, even if Zuo Wuzhou's influence is no longer there, or even falls, it will not harm the development of this country.

Under the shadow of Zuo Wuzhou's God of Death, Ronghe District would not dare to take action against Xilin and Benxiang Sect within fifty to one hundred years.

If Zuo Wuzhou went to True Soul Heaven, he would be even more afraid.

Wu Ding thought clearly, but Bai Guan didn't think so much for a moment.

Zuo Wuzhou thought it through, and he calmly claimed that he had fulfilled his promise to Tang Xiaotian in front of Tang Xiaotian's tomb.

Pang Ji and Nie Wen seemed to have nothing to do, but Guan Longhu took Wuwan and Wuxi around every day to expand their knowledge.

Yasha, on the other hand, was concentrating on his cultivation with an indifferent expression. Zuo Wuzhou was even more reclusive. Gu Yiyi and Zhang Dongtian, along with Song Xihu and Xuan Qian, visited the various emperors, talking and exchanging their cultivation experiences.

These little days are quite pleasant.

On the fifth to last day of the ceremony, Wu Ding and Bai Guan anxiously welcomed a group of special guests, a group of uninvited guests from other districts, all of whom were Emperor Wu and Lord Wu.

Everyone smiles politely, but no one knows what they are hiding in private.

This was just the beginning. In the next few days, Emperor Wu and Lord Wu came one after another from the neighboring districts of Ronghe District. Seeing this, Wu Ding and Bai Guan became more and more uneasy and uneasy in their hearts.

Except for the three major Martial Emperors of Ronghe District, the other five Martial Emperors have arrived. Counting Zuo Wuzhou and Song Xihu, there are already nine Martial Emperors in the Benxiang Sect. No matter what, they are all a huge number.

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For a sect in one region to have such momentum is extremely large.

But in the past few days, the number of Emperor Wu who came from other areas has reached about twenty. This is too terrifying.

Mentioning this matter to Zuo Wuzhou, Zuo Wuzhou frowned and said calmly: "If we can't make waves, let them go."

Soon, it was time to hold the migration and initiation ceremony.

Wu Ding had no choice but to hold a grand initiation ceremony for Zuo Wuzhou, but he could not lose his status as the Martial Emperor. Unexpectedly, the Benxiang Sect had already gathered about thirty Martial Emperors and more than 200 Martial Lords.

The Benxiang Sect was newly moved here and only built a main hall and several residential courtyards. So many powerful people gathered here that they even had no place to live.

Many Martial Emperors and Martial Lords seemed to be quite dissatisfied with this. They did not hide their displeasure. At that time, many things were fermenting and brewing, ready to explode at any time.

The magnificent hall contains the tablets of the ancestors of the Benxiang Sect.

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, Zuo Wuzhou, dressed in black, appeared unhurriedly with a calm expression. He seemed to be indifferent to the existence of other people.

The ceremony hosted by Wu Ding was very grand and started slowly.

In an instant, Zuo Wuzhou became the center of attention. Hundreds of eyes focused on him, so hot and blazing.

Song Xihu and Xuan Qian glanced at each other and said to each other: "It seems something is wrong, so be careful."

Pang Ji and Nie Wen didn't show up, wondering what they were doing.

Just in the middle of the ceremony, a sneer suddenly broke out among the guests. This was the time when the ceremony was being held, when the whole place was the quietest, and this was as it should be. Therefore, the sneer could be heard very clearly.

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Wu Ding choked for breath, glanced at Zuo Wuzhou, who was plain, and then gritted his teeth and continued. Deep in his heart, cold sweat broke out: "These Martial Emperors and Martial Lords from other areas really came here just to cause trouble! Don't turn the initiation ceremony into a bloody one.

It’s a ceremony.”

Not long after, in the silence, he smiled again and spoke clearly: "I have never seen such a shabby sect."

Zuo Wuzhou calmed down and whispered: "Elder Wu, please continue."

Elder Wu regained his composure and resumed the ceremony.

Not long after, another sarcastic remark came from the visitors: "We came here to watch the ceremony, but we came here just to show off our face. But we don't even have a place to live. This kind of sect, I don't know whether they are humiliating us or because they are too poor."

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Song Xihu and Xuan Qian looked at each other and said to each other with compassion: "A bunch of poor people who don't know whether to live or die."

At this point, the intention of provocation is very clear.

Song Xihu and Xuan Qianju sympathized with these problem people who seemed to be extremely psychologically unbalanced, while Gu Yiyi and others were terrified and wondered whether this would turn into another six games.

Yaksha sneered and watched the group of people with cold eyes: "You will destroy yourself."

When the ceremony was about to end, another word came into everyone's ears softly: "What kind of killing god is this? He must not be very smart if he associates with such a shabby sect."

"No. 1 in the Dharma Soul Heaven?" A sneer that was truly ridiculing.

With a livid face, Wu Ding almost suppressed the anger in his heart and completed the ceremony bit by bit.

After the ceremony, the ceremony was finally completed. You can be regarded as a member of the Benxiang Sect.

The heroes all breathed a sigh of relief. Many of the visitors from Ronghe District were already sweating profusely and their faces were pale. If they kept waiting like this, they might faint.

A star shone in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes, and he slowly turned around, a little anger quickly growing in his chest.

Leng Ran's words soared like a knife: "Who is it!"
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