This monk is a bit mean

Chapter 297: My Yang Energy is Strong

"I, Ning Zhi, swear here in my heart that if I become an outer disciple of the Wanling Sect, I will automatically become a member of the Sanling Society. If I break this oath, may the heavens strike me with thunder!"

Ning Zhi also swore along with Yun Shu.

“Okay, okay!” Although Cai Mao felt that the oath was a bit strange, the other party had sworn after all, and he had won over two more people, so he could get another commission.

"Are you not going yet?" Yun Shu pointed towards the place where Wanling Sect collected fees in the distance.

After giving a bitter smile, Cai Mao turned and walked towards the place where Wanling Sect collected fees.

After Cai Mao left, Ning Zhi asked Xiang Yunshu, "Uncle Master, why do we want to join this "Sanlinghui"? "

"Who said anything about joining them?"

"Didn't we just swear an oath to our inner demons?"

"What is our oath? After becoming an outer disciple of the Wanling Sect, we will automatically join their "Sanlinghui". Have you forgotten our plan? After the trial, we will exchange our entry qualification for spiritual medicine."

"Oh, I see! Then why don't we just ignore this old man?"

"You can save 100 spirit stones, why not do it?" Yun Shu said with a wicked smile.

"And let me tell you, just by listening to the name of their 'Sanlinghui', you can tell that they are going to oppose the Wanling Sect. If we become their members, we will most likely be undercover agents trying to gather information."

"Only someone with a hole in his head would choose to go against the Wanling Sect in this Wanling Continent, so do you think I would be stupid enough to join them?"

"Learn more!" Yun Shu looked at Cai Mao's returning figure and sneered.

Ning Zhi nodded.

Cai Mao returned to Yun Shu and handed him two tokens.

Yun Shu took it in his hand and looked at it. The front of the token had the four big words "Entry Trial" written on it, and the back had the three words "Wanling Sect" written on it.

"Fellow Daoist, I have brought the token for you. I hope you can pass the customs smoothly. I will not disturb you any more." After Cai Mao finished speaking, he left tremblingly.

He went looking for new targets among the crowd.

Yunshu took Ning Zhi back to the original group and continued to brag and chat.

What he didn't know was that at the Wanling Sect's cashier counter, a pair of beautiful eyes had been staring at him for a long time.

There are a total of five people organizing the Wanling Sect's entrance trial this time.

The ones who showed up were two outer disciples in the foundation-building stage.

The ones who were secretly supervising were an inner disciple and her two followers.

This inner sect disciple was Ji Feiyan, the messenger from the Wanling Sect whom Yun Shu had met at the east gate of Nanlin City.

At this time, she was standing at the toll booth, hiding her figure, observing Yunshu from a distance.

Behind her were two followers, a man and a woman, who were also hiding their bodies.

"Miss, is there something wrong with this monk?" asked the girl behind Ji Feiyan.

"He is not from the Wanling Continent, so I don't know if he is the monk from the Fulong Continent." Ji Feiyan responded.

"Maybe he's just a bald guy, not a monk? I just went there and listened to their conversation. This guy is full of dirty words, a thief and a whore. He doesn't look like a monk at all!"

The handsome male monk behind Ji Feiyan said lightly.

"That's because I was overly suspicious. Master Jueyun is an accomplished monk!" Ji Feiyan replied.

As a melodious bell rang, a foundation-building disciple at the Wanling Sect's toll booth said loudly, "The Wanling Sect entrance trial begins now!"

"Please use the tokens in your hands to enter the secret realm through the entrance of the illusion array and participate in the trial."

"Those who successfully pass the three levels will be eligible for entry!"

As soon as the foundation-building disciple of Wanling Sect finished speaking, a crowd of people began to surge at the foot of Huanxiu Peak.

All the disciples who came to participate in the trial rushed into the entrance of the illusion array.

I was afraid that if I was a step late, someone else would snatch away my entry qualification.

Cai Mao, an old man in his seventies, also squeezed in with the crowd.

Before entering the entrance of the illusion array, he did not forget to glance at Yun Shu and Ning Zhi who were not in a hurry to enter.

Yunshu made a heart shape to him with his index finger and thumb.

Cai Maocai smiled slightly and entered the illusion array.

After Yun Shu and the others had mostly entered, he took Ning Zhi and slowly entered the illusion array.

Stepping into the illusion array, Yunshu and Ning Zhi arrived at the first level of the entry trial.

A completely different world.

The entire sky was pitch black, with a dark red moon in the sky, emitting a faint red light shining on the ground.

There was thick fog on the ground, and faint crying sounds could be heard from time to time in the fog.

Yun Shu looked around and saw that the monks who had entered here at the same time as him all had a trace of fear on their faces.

Some people even slowly moved towards the back entrance.

Yun Shu grinned, and then sneered: "A bunch of cowards!"

"You!" Everyone around him was unhappy.

Yunshu ignored them and strode forward with Ning Zhi.

Not long after he walked, he met the young man with a horse face who had been chatting with him before.

The man was holding a talisman to drive away ghosts and walking slowly forward while looking left and right.

The faint crying sounds coming from the mist made him uneasy.

When he saw Yun Shu striding past him, he asked unconvincedly: "Hey, Hei Zi! Aren't you afraid?"

"I have strong yang energy! I'm not afraid of a ball!" After Yun Shu said this, he and Ning Zhi disappeared in front of the horse-faced young man.

The deeper you go into this illusion, the clearer the crying sounds in the fog become.

Many people were disturbed by the crying.

But Yunshu was not like that. He always felt that the crying voice was very familiar, very much like the sound coming from the strange lake in the Black Pool Swamp of Fulong Continent at night.

For a moment he doubted whether he could return to Blackpool Swamp.

But the further he went in, the less it looked like that.

Because ghosts started to appear in front of him.

Those cries came from their mouths.

"Woo woo woo...hungry..." This is the sound that comes out of the mouths of these ghosts.

"Xiaozhi, kill all these starving ghosts in front of you! I feel like there's a lot of evil spirit coming from them." Yunshu ordered Ning Zhi beside him.

Ning Zhi didn't say anything and drew his sword with a few swishes. He killed the several second-level Qi-refining ghosts surrounding him one by one.

"How is it?" Yun Shu asked.

"Just as my uncle expected, the evil energy obtained from killing these evil ghost phantoms is more than twice that obtained from killing the monsters outside!" Ning Zhi replied.

"Well, it seems that your chance has come. In the following journey, if you encounter a fierce ghost again, just attack it!"

"Okay!" Ning Zhi replied.

The deeper Yunshu and Ning Zhi went into the illusion, the more ghosts there were.

Ning Zhi followed Yun Shu's instructions and killed them all without letting any of them go.

During the whole process, he gained a lot of evil energy.

"Uncle-master, I need to find a place to transform the evil spirit I just acquired into sword energy!" After killing a new group of ghosts, Ning Zhi said to Yun Shu.

"Okay, there is a small valley there, let's go there." Yunshu pointed to a valley not far in front of him.

At this moment, a pair of huge dark red eyes in the valley slowly opened.