Zhang Chen looked indifferent: "I'm not interested in mortal blood, only in essence blood."
Hearing this, Huang Qi shook his hand, a lot of blood spilled in the bowl, and asked nervously and vigilantly: "Zhang...Senior brother Zhang, what do you mean?"
"If you kill people without testing their spiritual roots, if these maids have spiritual roots, will I suffer in vain?"
Although Zhang Chen hated and didn't like the behavior of the two of them, he was not a righteous knight, and he was just going to beat them with words to make them calm down.
Since the Blood God Sect arranged for people with the same cultivation level to work as partners and ten direct disciples to patrol, they naturally didn't want them to kill each other.
There were quite a few maids and servants present, if two people were killed, the news would definitely spread, and they might be punished by the sect.
He has long been mentally prepared for the behavior of the Demon Sect. No matter whether he has done evil things or not, as a disciple of the Demon Sect, his notoriety cannot escape.
The scene of killing and drinking blood in front of me is probably being repeated in other mortal cities.
"Junior brother knows his mistake." Huang Qi quickly saluted and admitted his mistake.
Shen Rong also let go of the dying maid, and saluted, "I will use the demon blood to compensate senior brother."
"No need." Zhang Chen lost the mood to eat, got up and walked outside.
In the city, the arresting yamen servants were beating gongs and drums, shouting from street to street.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
"The immortal accepts disciples, and everyone immediately goes to the magistrate's yamen."
"Dang Dang Dang!"
"The immortal accepts disciples, and everyone immediately goes to the magistrate's yamen."
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The story of the immortal accepting apprentices has already spread. After hearing this, most of the people in the city rushed to the yamen.
But there were also a small number of people who did not go, but hid instead.
"Father, why don't we go when the immortal accepts disciples?" A young man was puzzled.
"I have acquaintances in the magistrate's yamen. I heard that the two immortals who came here killed several people, drank human blood, and occupied several concubines of the magistrate. They said they were immortals, more like demons." Middle-aged The man looked worried.
"But this is an opportunity to become a fairy, so you just give up?" The young man was a little surprised.
"I'm afraid I'm going to die." The middle-aged man sighed.
"Bang!" At this moment, the door was kicked open.
The family was taken aback and looked quickly.
I saw a few arresters rushing in aggressively: "The magistrate has an order, everyone must go to the Yamen for the immortal to see."
"You and I are close friends, Chen Butou, can you make it easier for me?" The middle-aged man said hastily.
"Even if you are Chief Chen's father, you still have to go!" The policeman showed no mercy.
The middle-aged man didn't give up, and took out silver taels again, wanting to bribe: "Our family doesn't want to become immortals..."
"It's up to you. The magistrate has an order that there must be no less than one person in the whole city. One less person will kill my whole family. Are you trying to harm my whole family?"
"Let's go, let's go." The middle-aged man was decadent and helpless.
"Let's go, the next house!" The police went to the next house.
In order to ensure that everyone in the city came, the magistrate sent out police officers to search the city in addition to the gongs and drums in the streets and alleys.
Regardless of whether it was male or female, old or young, even beggars were taken outside the Yamen, and several wanted criminals were even discovered.
Some people look forward to becoming immortals, while others are full of worries and fears.
Outside the magistrate's yamen, there were three tables, each with a blood-red bead on it.
It is the spirit-exploring orb that can detect spiritual roots.
Looking at the crowds in front of him, Zhang Chen said slowly, "Let's get people to touch the beads one by one."
Under the support of many police officers, the people were divided into three teams, and each of them stepped forward to touch the Lingzhu.
The crowd behind quietly discussed: "What are you doing? Didn't you say that the immortals are recruiting disciples?"
"Immortals have their own principles, so let's do it obediently."
"The three young men standing behind the table are immortals?"
"It should be. Didn't you see that the prefect is like a slave in front of them?"
"If I can also become a fairy, can I also command the magistrate like a servant?"
"You dare to say that, don't you want to live?"
"I heard that there are not two immortals? Why are there three?"
"Looks like there's another one coming today."…
A person stepped forward and touched the Lingzhu, but there was no response.
The second person didn't respond, the third person, the fourth person...
Everyone has different expressions on their faces, including excitement, anticipation, confusion, and fear.
And after seeing Tan Lingzhu not responding, some were disappointed, some were unwilling, and some were relieved.
"It's bright, it's bright, look quickly, the beads on the table are bright!"
"Wow! The beads are really bright!" exclaimed the crowd.
It wasn't until the 170th person that Zhang Chen's Tanling Orb finally lit up.
This is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, looking at the **** bead in his hand, he is a little scared and at a loss.
Zhang Chen said calmly: "You have a fairy fate, stand behind me."
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"Xiang'er, go and stand behind the immortal master." His parents were happy but also reluctant.
A boy named Xiang'er obediently walked behind Zhang Chen.
The detection of spiritual roots continued in an orderly manner, and it didn't take long before the spirit detection orb in front of Huang Qi also lit up, and another mortal with spiritual roots was found.
At the 1140th place, a sudden change occurred.
This is a burly swordsman, with a sword in one hand, very confident and calm, like ordinary people, he stepped forward to touch the Lingzhu.
"This is a famous master in Jianghu, Meteor Swordsman, Guan Wei!" Someone recognized the identity of the swordsman.
The Tan Lingzhu didn't light up, which meant that Guan Wei didn't have a spiritual root.
But at this time, Guan Wei smiled disdainfully: "Pretending to be a ghost, I want to see if the three of you are really immortals."
As he spoke, Guan Wei drew his sword and stabbed Shen Rong who was closest to him.
Guan Wei's swordsmanship is very good, and the speed of the sword is very fast, so he has the name of Meteor Swordsman, and ordinary people can't avoid it at all.
Not a small reputation and high-strength swordsmanship are the confidence in his shots.
Shen Rong showed a bloodthirsty smile, raised his hand, blood gushed out, and transformed into a spear.
"Pfft!"
The blood gun came first and pierced Guan Wei's throat.
Guan Wei never thought that the blood would suddenly turn into a gun, as if he hit it by himself.
"Eh..." Guan Wei's eyes were full of disbelief and regret, he opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.
The blood gun did not retract, but sucked the guard's blood like a straw.
"The blood of martial arts practitioners really tastes better!" Shen Rong recalled.
Seeing Guan Wei who had turned into a mummy, everyone couldn't help but tremble.