Cheng Xiaoxiao's token can be used to bring people into Xiaoyao Sect. Unlike Gu Jingting's token, her token is red.
A group of people followed Cheng Xiaoxiao into the forest. They only felt a flash before their eyes, and then they appeared in front of an ancient and majestic sect.
An expression of disbelief flashed across everyone's face. For a group of materialistic people, this was really too fantastic.
They were born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze.
What do you believe in deep down is science?
Ah! No!
From this moment on, they firmly believed in their hearts that some things are not groundless.
If one day something in the legend appeared in the real world, he thought they would not be so surprised. After all, if they could all cultivate immortality, then what else would be impossible?
Everyone followed Cheng Xiaoxiao as they walked and looked around, and the more they looked, the more shocked they were.
Along the way, they saw the Equipment Refining Pavilion, the Alchemy Pavilion, the Meditation Pavilion, the Book Collection Pavilion...
The last group of people arrived at the main hall square. Cheng Xiaoxiao asked everyone to wait for a moment, and she went into the sect hall.
After Cheng Xiaoxiao went in, everyone took a closer look at the Xiaoyao Sect and found that it was actually similar to the sects in some TV dramas. The difference was that standing in the Xiaoyao Sect, they felt like they were there.
Cheng Xiaoxiao stood below and reported to Yuan Mo: "Master, they are here!"
Yuan Mo and Lan Wangyou stood up, and the three of them left the hall together...
Yuan Mo looked at the people at the bottom of the stairs and found that they were lined up neatly, wearing uniform clothes, carrying uniform backpacks with a military green water bottle hanging on the backpacks, and wearing uniform hats.
The sunlight at three or four o'clock in the afternoon hits them, making the group look energetic.
He nodded with satisfaction, and his voice, wrapped in spiritual power, was heard clearly by everyone: "Everyone, please take a seat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people moved in unison, as if they were one person.
Take a step back with your right foot, slide your hands along your body to your knees, sit your butt on your right heel, shift your center of gravity to the right, place your left foot under your right foot, place your palms together on your knees, sit upright, and look straight ahead.
Yuan Mo was slightly stunned by this scene. He didn't expect that the Chinese soldiers were so well-trained. He couldn't help but feel a little more satisfied.
Between a group of well-trained disciples and a group of lazy disciples, the well-trained disciples will undoubtedly be more popular.
Yuan Mo and Lan Wangyou had discussed that the spiritual power in this world was too thin, and there were no demons to resist. Moreover, almost everyone was born with spiritual roots, but there were differences in the quality of the spiritual roots.
Therefore, they decided that the final test would not be to test one's spiritual roots, but to test one's character.
Anyone who passes the test can become an outer disciple of Xiaoyao Sect.
As for the inner disciples, they must be people with all kinds of spiritual roots.
Yuan Mo continued, "If you want to become a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, you still need to pass the last test.
As for the last level... just wait and see for yourselves!"
After he finished speaking, before anyone could react, a beam of light enveloped them.
Cheng Xiaoxiao looked up and saw a huge light curtain appear in front of Yuan Mo. The light curtain was divided into countless small square images, and all kinds of illusions in the images enveloped them.
In one of the illusions, Cheng Xiaoxiao saw a soldier cautiously walking through a vast forest covered in fallen leaves. It looked somewhat like a tropical rainforest, but Cheng Xiaoxiao knew it was most likely a border crossing somewhere in China...
The Chinese soldier had blood on his face and a long wound on his arm. He looked ahead with a determined gaze and was holding something in his hand.
As he walked forward cautiously, he looked back at the road behind him, as if someone was chasing him.
In fact, there were several people with guns behind him.
Several fierce voices were heard on the screen: "Damn it, Chinese soldiers have a keen sense of smell like wolves, and they always lose a lot of goods!
This time, someone actually came undercover to our lair.
We must catch him and not let him take the things back to China, there are..."
One of them gnashed his teeth and said, "Damn it! If I catch him, I'll skin him and make a lantern out of him!"
Another person laughed out loud: "I like to see the Chinese soldiers the most. They look like dogs that have lost their homes.
Tsk tsk~ Since they hate drugs so much…"
He dragged out his words and continued, "Why not catch him later and tie him up? Then inject him with drugs day after day to make him addicted."
He had a perverted smile on his face: "Tell me, if the Chinese people knew that drug enforcement police were taking drugs, wouldn't it be a huge joke?"
When the other drug dealers heard his words, they couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahahahaha~, I think this is a great idea. Who told them to always cut off our source of income?"
Off-screen, Cheng Xiaoxiao slowly clenched her fists: "Damn, my fists are hard! I really want to rush in and beat these bastards to death."
What Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't notice was that Gu Jingting's eyes were red, his body was trembling slightly, and his fists were clenched tightly...
In the picture, the Chinese soldier saw several drug dealers getting closer and closer. He knew that if he continued like this, he would be caught by them sooner or later. He looked at what he was holding in his hand and a smile appeared on his face.
Even if I have to die, I must bring this thing back to China. As long as this thing is handed over to the country, a lot of unnecessary casualties can be reduced.
He used the small knife in his right hand to fiercely insert it into the wound on his left hand. The knife stirred inside, and the blood that had been gradually drying up flowed out again.
He didn't make any noise, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He quickly fled into the depths of the jungle while stuffing the object in his hand into the wound.
His face was pale, and he knew that the drug dealers were not far from catching up with him.
He gritted his teeth and wanted to cut off his arm.
But the knife was too small, and he couldn't cut off the arm in one go. He could only run while chopping with the knife. Blood kept spilling, and red plum blossoms bloomed on the leaves.
finally!
His left arm fell to the ground. He hid his arm with leaves and ran forward without looking back.
In the picture, he was still caught by drug dealers. They locked him in a dark room, tortured him day after day, and injected him with drugs continuously, trying to force him to tell the whereabouts of the things.
But would he tell them? Obviously not.
Seeing that he had bitten the bullet to death, the drug dealers shot him in the middle of the eyebrows and his body was casually dumped near the drug dealers' lair.
And all of this was seen by a pair of eyes...
Cheng Xiaoxiao was watching this outside the screen with great distress. She had always known that drug enforcement police were the most dangerous profession, and the ones she admired the most were also drug enforcement police. She wished she could do something for them.
At this moment, she thought of the rejuvenation pills, and she decided to give all 100 rejuvenation pills rewarded by the system to the country.
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