"Are you serious, fellow Daoist?" Jiang Li'an said in surprise.

"How could it be false?" Wei Dongliu said seriously.

"Has fellow Daoist formed the elixir?" Jiang Li'an asked.

"Not yet." Wei Dongliu said, "As far as I know, for a casual cultivator to establish a sect in the Mortal Dao, he only needs to reach the Huafu level of cultivation."

"Although this is the rule, the sects of the Huafu-level independent cultivators are just cannon fodder in the mortal world," Jiang Li'an reminded.

Wei Dongliu smiled slightly, did not answer, just stepped aside and bowed, then left gracefully.

Jiang Li'an watched his back as he disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

After a while, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

This person claimed that he was a casual cultivator and only inherited the Tongxuan Sect by chance.

However, how could an ordinary Huafu-level cultivator possibly block her Heavenly Demon Wonderful Sound Technique?

Plus, he wants to build his own sect... Who doesn't know that the sects founded by the Huafu-level cultivators are just mediocre in the mortal world?

Unless this person's true cultivation is far superior to that of an average mansion-level cultivator, it would make sense for him to be able to resist the Heavenly Demon Wonderful Sound Method and to plan to rebuild the Tongxuan Sect.

Thinking of this, she felt a sense of curiosity and anticipation.

Picking up the chopsticks and reaching into the copper pot, he picked up a piece of fish and chewed it carefully. Jiang Li'an's eyes turned into crescents when he smiled.

I thought the time in Taihang Mountains would be too boring, but I didn't expect to meet such a rare person.

Wonderful, really wonderful!

Wei Dongliu left the pavilion and continued walking up the mountain. He heard Kunlun Mirror ask in his sea of ​​consciousness:

"Why do you suddenly want to build your own sect?"

"Tongxuan Sect has been destroyed." Wei Dongliu said calmly, "If you join other sects, given the temperament and style of the Demon Sect, your life and death will definitely be controlled by your master."

"If we can confirm that the fragment of the Heaven-Repairing Stone is in a certain sect, then I will hide there. Now I am just trying to find out the news about the Hell Realm, so why take such a big risk? It would be safer to build my own sect."

Kunlun Mirror pondered for a moment and said:

"It's not unreasonable for you to say that."

"What do you mean by 'not unreasonable'? This is the most reasonable response, okay?" Wei Dongliu said disdainfully, "I'm not going to talk to you, idiot. I have to get down to business."

Another hour later, Wei Dongliu arrived at the deacon's office in Mount Wutai.

The so-called sect's deacon's office is usually located at the outermost part of the sect's residence, to facilitate the connection with deacons at external mines, medicine gardens, branch residences, etc.

Of course, even the outermost areas are often guarded by patrolling disciples, and outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission.

Wei Dongliu, a casual cultivator, actually walked to the gate of the Deacon Hall without encountering a single disciple who questioned his identity. This shows how lax the discipline and system within the Mortal Dao are.

"Excuse me." He came to the counter and knocked on the table. "If we want to establish a sect, what procedures do we need to go through?"

Deacon Fan Shengdao raised his head and looked at him with a little surprise:

"You want to establish a sect?"

"Yes."

"What is your current cultivation level, fellow Daoist?"

"Huafu Stage."

"Ten taels of medium-grade spirit stones."

Wei Dongliu: ...

This is ok if you have to pay for it.

Fortunately, Qiu Changtian and Luo Yan were not short of money, so he took out a large piece of medium-grade spirit stone and handed it over.

The deacon picked up the jade slip, picked up the brush, and asked:

"What is the name of the sect?"

"All things lead to the mysterious door." Wei Dongliu replied.

"If you really want this name, then it should be the 33rd Wanfa Tongxuan Sect of this sect." The steward saw that he looked friendly, had a decent attitude, and had paid the money readily, so he gave him an extra reminder, "There are too many sects called Tongxuan Sect now, which is not conducive to its reputation. Have you thought about it?"

"I've thought about it." Wei Dongliu nodded.

"Yes." The deacon wrote two plaques, one for himself and one for Wei Dongliu, saying, "In this way, your sect has been registered and officially becomes a member of our Fansheng Dao."

"As for the location of the cave residence, the recruitment of disciples and other matters, you still need to solve them yourself. Our steward hall is only responsible for registration."

Wei Dongliu burst into laughter when he heard this.

Good guy, even if it was the investment and franchise in the previous life, at least some technology and raw materials would be provided to the franchisees.

You, a mortal, offer nothing but a "nominal right of asylum" and you want to take a medium-grade spirit stone from me?

"Then the principle of choosing a cave residence..." He just opened his mouth when he heard the deacon pointing to the map of Taihang Mountain hanging on the wall and said, "The places circled with red ink are already occupied by sects. Just choose a place where no one is."

Wei Dongliu looked at the map again, and saw that it was densely covered with circles drawn with a red pen.

Overall, the closer to the main root line of the Taihang Mountains (that is, the direction of the dragon vein), the more abundant the spiritual energy is, and the denser the areas circled by the red pen are.

Many circles overlap with each other. On the surface, these places are shared by the two factions, but it goes without saying how many brutal open and secret struggles there are behind them.

He was staring at the map in a daze when he suddenly heard a pleasant female voice next to him:

"If you need to find a cave to establish a sect, we have some vacancies near Tongtian Gorge."

Wei Dongliu turned around and saw that it was not the witch Jiang Li'an who had used illusion to test him before, so who else could it be?

"It's actually Fellow Daoist Jiang!" The steward also recognized the man's face, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, he bowed and stepped back half a step and said, "If the Heavenly Demon Sect doesn't mind, then naturally there will be no problem."

"Tongtian Gorge?" Wei Dongliu was slightly surprised.

"It's here." Jiang Li'an swung his right hand, and a ray of starlight flew out from his sleeve. It turned out to be a silver needle, which was directly nailed on the map.

Wei Dongliu took a closer look and found that it was a place located in the southern part of Taihang Mountain. There were large areas of blank space around it, which were not circled by the red pen.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang." He pondered for a moment and asked, "Near Tongtian Gorge..."

Jiang Li'an didn't wait for him to finish and said directly:

"The mountains are magnificent and the river is surging. It is a place with abundant spiritual energy. A great man from the ancient Jiejiao once lived here. It is the perfect place to establish a sect."

"I see." Wei Dongliu nodded and said, "Why are there no other sects staying in such a fairyland?"

"Because the branch of my Heavenly Demon Sect in Taihang Mountain is located in the Tongtian Lake here." Jiang Li'an smiled, "Those ordinary cultivators who are weak and have no one to back them up naturally fear my Heavenly Demon Sect like scorpions and tigers, and they try to avoid it as much as possible."

"Then why did Brother Daoist Jiang invite me over?" Wei Dongliu also laughed, "I am just a casual cultivator."

"Fellow Daoist Wei is certainly different." Jiang Li'an took a few steps closer, leaned in close, and said in a tender voice, "Fellow Daoist and I hit it off right away. If you can settle down in Tongtian Gorge, and I can see you day and night, I will be very satisfied."

She was very close to him, as if she was going to press her body against him. Before they even touched, a refreshing fragrance went straight into Wei Dongliu's nostrils.

Kunlun Mirror said irritably:

"There's an illusion mixed in with this fragrance! Is this female devil attracted to you, or what? You better find a chance to get rid of her!"

"A Jing, be patient." Wei Dongliu let her get close to him and whispered, "If it's just an illusion attack, it means she's just testing me. There's no need to quarrel with the Heavenly Demon Sect over this."

"I think you enjoy testing her!" Kunlun Jing said indignantly.

He was communicating with the Kunlun Mirror, but Jiang Li'an stopped just before it got close to his body. Seeing that his expression was still clear, she couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

It would have been fine if the Heavenly Demon Wonderful Sound Technique hadn't worked, but how come even the Ghostly Magic Water that I sprayed couldn't fascinate him?

This person... could this person be in the Golden Core Realm? !

That's not right. The Ghost Water is a hallucinogenic magic item that confuses the mind. Even if you are faced with a Jindan Zhenren, you will still be in danger of being harmed unless you take the antidote in advance or practice some exercises to eliminate the drug's power.

How could he be so indifferent, as if the Ghost Water didn't exist at all!

She was shocked in her heart, but smiled and said:

"Would you be willing to do me the honor, Brother Wei?"

Wei Dongliu pondered for a moment, only to hear Kunlun Mirror suddenly remind him:

[Mysterious character, synchronization value +1. ]

This witch is really cute! Wei Dongliu was overjoyed.

Please do me a favor, you must do me a favor!