Chapter 7 Blood God Cult
“What is that?” Zhao Changhe felt a little guilty. Is this book very popular? Why does it sound like everyone in the world must read it? The Bible is not on this level either. Then go back to the starting point and write a book with just this name, will it make you popular?
Luo Qi rolled his eyes. Before he could answer, he heard the helmsman say: "After the ceremony, you all will practice your own practice. You two, come up and speak."
The two of them shut their mouths, walked around the pool of blood and got on stage.
The attitude of the sub-ruler was neither cold nor hot: "You two are meritorious. It is the intention of the leader to give you a position to show our sincerity in seeking talents. Our Beimang sub-ruler is also a new branch established not long ago. Helmsman, there is a shortage of manpower in many divisions of labor. I wonder what your strengths are, so I can use them according to your talents."
The sub-rudder is actually an acquaintance, the one who used a hidden weapon to beat Luo Zhenwu to lameness. His name is Fang Buping.
Luo Qi was the first to say: "I have broken through the first level of the entrance."
Fang Buping looked at Luo Qi with some surprise: "Relying on the knowledge of the outer sect of the Luo family to achieve a breakthrough?"
Luo Qidao: "Yes."
"It's not easy. He is a talented person." Fang Buping was obviously more knowledgeable than Zhao Changhe. He pondered for a moment and said: "In this winter, our division needs to go out to eat often. You can lead a team of people... you are qualified."
The so-called "eating out" most likely means going out to plunder. I don't know if Zhao Changhe understood it, but Luo Qi did. There was no change in his expression, and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, helmsman, for your appreciation."
He knows that the "meritorious one" is not him, so he rushes to show his strength in the hope of gaining attention. The effect is not bad, at least he has become a small boss and is no longer an accessory to Zhao Changhe in the eyes of others.
Fang Buping seemed to know what he was thinking. He smiled slightly, without comment, and his eyes fell on Zhao Changhe: "What about you?"
Zhao Changhe said: "I have never practiced martial arts."
Fang Buping smiled, with some sarcasm: "Those who know how to move the sword and Luo Zhenwu's movement can see it, but they haven't practiced it at all. So what other abilities do you have, literacy? Arithmetic?"
Although Zhao Changhe feels that he can make a living by doing housework with his modern knowledge, he is not here to make a living.
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "I heard from my brothers on the way that the power of the holy religion is a different approach, and there are many types of exercises that do not necessarily need to be practiced from a young age... Can I officially join the religion and learn the power of the holy religion? "
Fang Buping narrowed his eyes.
The conditions for teaching the Blood God Sect's divine art, the Blood God Art, are strict, and he himself has not reached this level. But when it comes to joining a religion and teaching some good core skills, this is obviously possible.
Zhao Changhe is different from Luo Qi. He actually handed in the certificate of surrender and killed the person she wanted to rescue in front of the head of Daxia Suppressing Demon Division. This kind of person can only follow them all the way to the dark side and can be absorbed completely. Become a core member.
The reason why they were allowed to enter the altar to speak was because the leader intended to recruit them, otherwise neither of them would be able to enter.
It’s just that Fang Buping felt very unhappy.
The one who injured Luo Zhenwu first was himself! The credit slipped away from his hands, but this country bumpkin took advantage of him. Although the head of the Tang Dynasty had arrived at that time, he indeed could not kill Luo Zhenwu, but Zhao Changhe was unhappy and jealous.
Since the leader of the church doesn’t pay too much attention to it and leaves it to his own devices, he can either give it to him or not. Even if he wants to join the cult, he can let it sit for a few months before deciding...
He was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Not only the skills of our Blood God Sect... but all the skills that are called magic skills by the outside world are considered 'quick success and instant benefit' in their eyes. Most of them do not require years of training from childhood, and they can enter the country. It is very fast. But correspondingly, it also has many negative aspects, such as... it is very painful to practice and it is easy to become obsessed. "
Zhao Changhe said: "I am mentally prepared for this."
Fang Buping sneered: "What's the use of being mentally prepared? If you don't have faith in God, how can you resist pain, and who will protect you from going crazy? You don't even know what the Blood God is, how can you believe in it?"
Zhao Changhe could only say: "I will understand it well."
"We are a sect, not a sect. Before you believe in the Blood God, you cannot join the religion." Fang Buping showed a complacent smile: "Don't say that we don't reward meritorious people... Before you take the examination for joining the religion, I can first Teaching you the side branch technique, called the Blood Evil Technique, can also be regarded as laying the foundation for other magical techniques in the sect. In the future, if you become a true brother in the sect, the guardian of the sect will naturally teach you the magical techniques."
Zhao Changhe was about to say something but stopped, so he could only cup his hands and say: "Thank you, Captain Fang."
Fang Buping waved his hand: "Go ahead. Currently you are only allowed to live in the village and are not allowed to enter the altar without being summoned. But tonight you can add a chicken drumstick as a reward."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Nima's great credit to reward a side skills and a chicken leg? I am afraid that the helmsman is not so friendly to me, and he will still have small shoes to wear in the future.
What can be done?
There is obviously no good person in the demon sect. I have already had a premonition that there will be thorns all over the place. Take your time, at least now you have the technique.
…
At night.
In fact, this was how we arranged our stay at the hotel on the way back. However, Luo Qi had a bad face and got into trouble on the way. He never slept with Zhao Changhe, so Zhao Changhe took the bed without any courtesy, and Luo Qi could only sleep on the table. .
Zhao Changhe has no sympathy at all. Is anyone going to ask you to lie down on the table? Pretentious. Tonight, however, he tried to pull Luo Qi up from the table: "Since you no longer have a straight face and are willing to talk to me, why are you still lying on the table? Go to bed."
Luo Qi retracted his wrist, and Zhao Changhe found that he couldn't even touch this senior brother who seemed to be thin and weak. As expected, he was really awesome at the entrance level. He reluctantly stopped: "Why are you arrogant? The current conditions are not that you have a private courtyard outside the outer gate. You always have to squeeze in when you should squeeze in. Is it possible that you have to lie on the table all the time?"
Luo Qi said coldly: "I'm not used to sleeping with others."
Zhao Changhe sneered: "What if the other person is a woman?"
Luo Qi looked him up and down for a while, and then sneered: "Do you know that you have scars on your face now, and you look hideous? If you were a woman, you would be extremely ugly, and I would kick her out if she came to your door."
Are there any scars on your face? Zhao Changhe hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time, so he didn't know for sure. When he rescued the child in Zhao's house, he was indeed scratched, but it was never dealt with. It probably turned into a scar.
"It's good to have a scar." Zhao Changhe said lightly: "It can remind me what I should do."
Luo Qi narrowed his eyes.
Zhao Changhe crossed his arms and looked at Luo Qifeng's eyes and slender eyebrows, tut-tutting: "I'm a bit ugly, but if you are a woman, it's okay... You don't need to be a woman, just put on women's clothes."
Luo Qi frowned: "Do you think I can't kill you?"
"Uh..." Zhao Changhe then remembered that this was not **** with men in this world. Friends in this world would just laugh when they heard such words. They probably really want to hack you to death here, and they don't have enough friendship with each other.
Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe felt uninterested and changed the world: "Okay, you sleep on the bed and give me the table."
Luo Qi's face froze with anger, and she asked curiously: "Why did you suddenly change your temper? You were lying on the big bed all the way, and you didn't even ask me a question."
“At that time, I felt that I didn’t owe you anything. It seemed like I had saved you. Why should I stick up to you if you gave me a cold face? Everything is over now…”
“I can’t tell, you are not very capable and have a bad temper.”
"Heh... each other." Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "Go to sleep, I will read a book - I won't say that you don't want to lie down with me? You really have a lot of things to do as a grown man."
Luo Qi: "...read your book."
Book refers to the secret book of "Blood Evil Technique".
Although the cottage is new, it has everything. There is an oil lamp in the house, but the light is dim to Zhao Changhe. But he miraculously found that he was not struggling. This so-called "eye behind the back" seemed to not only strengthen his normal vision and hearing, but also give him some night vision. He felt that there was still room for exploration.
It’s just that the traditional Chinese characters look really tired.
It seemed that Fang Buping threw the secret book to him casually, without looking too precious, but Zhao Changhe found that the surrounding believers were quite envious when they saw his book.
I don’t know if it’s because this technique is really good, or because as long as it’s a technique, it’s already very difficult for ordinary people to get...
It's a pity that I shouldn't have only gotten this little thing in exchange for my certificate of submission.
He was sitting at the table, looking at the secret book, and Luo Qi was leaning on the bedside to look at him.
Seeing his lost look, Luo Qi also had a gloating smile on his lips, and comforted him leisurely: "There's no need to be depressed, it's okay if you can get the Blood Evil Technique..."
Zhao Changhe said: “Have you heard of this?”
"This technique is still famous, and I have indeed heard about it a little bit." Luo Qi said leisurely: "It is said that only gangsters who have made meritorious service under the Blood God Sect can teach it, in order to quickly form combat effectiveness. It can be seen that there is indeed an advantage in entering the country quickly. , and judging from the envious attitude of others, it is considered a good thing, and it is much better than my external-breaking skills. Of course, since it is allowed to teach non-staff gangsters, there is no limit to how good it can be..."
Zhao Changhe asked: "Since it's still okay, do you want it? This booklet doesn't say it can't be read by others."
"You are very loyal." Luo Qi was a little surprised: "This is all due to your hard work. You just give it to me?"
Zhao Changhe sighed: "The Demon Cult is not a good place... We are connected by destiny now. Why don't we stick together and wait to be bullied? Who should share the credit?"
Luo Qi looked at him for a while, then the gloating smile disappeared, and his voice softened a lot: "Although I didn't say not to show it to others, I can't guarantee that I didn't mean to test you. Captain Fang's attitude towards you is not very good, so you still Be careful not to get caught in a pigtail."
Zhao Changhe scratched his head and said nothing.
Luo Qi said again: "Besides, I have already laid the foundation for my mental method. This is of no use to me. What is really useful to me is to find an opportunity to go back to Luojiazhuang and see if there is any Luo family under the ruins." The core skills passed down from father to son, I hope they won’t be poached.”
After a pause, he added: "Well...if you want this heart-breaking technique from me, it's not that I'm stingy. I'll give it to you if you want to learn it. But as I said before, your age is not very suitable for practicing this kind of authentic inner martial arts. , I’m afraid the Blood Evil Technique is more suitable.”
Zhao Changhe didn't care about the mental technique to break the outer sect, but still looked down at the Blood Evil Technique in his hand. Judging from the introduction in the booklet, this thing is probably one of the most suitable exercises for his current situation.
(End of this chapter)