Zhang Quan is a spy planted by Kunlun in the mortal world.

In this world, counterintelligence technology does not exist at all, so it is natural for each major sect to place spies in the opposing sect, and there is no need to discuss the rationality... After all, if there really is some kind of lie detector, it would definitely be placed in the middle of the square by the leaders of each sect, and the monks would take the test once a day.

In this way, Kunlun Mirror will not take a fancy to someone.

There must be many spies like Zhang Quan in Fanshengdao.

But he didn't know who they were specifically, because spies had to be low-key and inconspicuous.

If Zhang Quan knew who the spy was, it would mean that there must be something suspicious about the other party, and such a person is often not far from death.

After all, the demonic sect doesn't care about evidence at all. As long as they suspect you, they will arrest you and search your soul. It is said that the sect leader Wei Dongliu also has the bloodline of the Avici Demon Lord. If any spy falls into his hands, he will surely be unable to die and would rather die than live.

When you are about to be exposed, it is better to find a way to commit suicide as soon as possible.

Zhang Quan was not born to be a spy. He was born in a branch of Kunlun, a sect founded by a Kunlun elder.

It is well known that even among the outstanding employees of large companies, there are countless cases of bankruptcy after leaving their jobs to start their own businesses. The sect that Zhang Quan originally came from had fallen into a situation of lack of successors by his generation, so he could only shamelessly run to Kunlun to recognize his ancestry.

Kunlun sent people to check and found that the cultivation qualifications of these disciples were not very good. According to Kunlun's standards, many of them were not even qualified to become outer disciples, so they had to be dismissed.

Zhang Quan was originally among those to be dismissed, but because he was eloquent, he was found by an elder of Kunlun and turned into a spy. From then on, he led a dangerous life where he was insecure and could be killed at any time.

The reason why he chose to be a spy was because he couldn't give up his obsession with practicing Taoism and achieving immortality.

As the saying goes, "People die for money, birds die for food." Being a spy is a high-risk job, but at least you can get enough resources for cultivation. Although those spiritual stones are almost worthless to the inner disciples of Kunlun, for Zhang Quan, whose qualifications are so poor that he can't even enter the outer sect, they are his only hope to continue his cultivation...

Hmm? What kind of technique?

Zhang Quan suddenly saw many disciples walking towards the back hall with excitement on their faces, shouting about some "kung fu".

When he heard these two words, it was as if someone tied a rope around his feet, pulling the dazed Zhang Quan along and following.

The square between the rear hall and the main hall was not big, but it was packed with countless monks.

If there hadn't been so many elders and real people present, everyone would have been unable to hold back and started making noise.

Standing on the stone steps of the back hall were Guo Jin, Wang Xun, and the witch Jiang who was smiling with her hands behind her back.

Both disciples were only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Seeing that there were quite a few Golden Core True Immortals mixed in the crowd, they couldn't help but feel a little scared subconsciously.

But the presence of Madam Jiang standing behind them also gave the two of them a lot of confidence support. At least now they could still stand where everyone's attention was focused, maintaining basic calmness and not showing any fear.

Jiang Li'an also sighed. The strong "greed" emerging from the crowd was as vivid to her as a piece of barbecue under a dog's nose.

These cultivators are really poor. When they heard that there was a chance to learn a technique, they didn't even ask what the technique was, but just ran over eagerly to wait...

"My fellow disciples, please be quiet for a moment." Guessing that most people had arrived (even if more people came, they would not be able to squeeze into the square), Guo Jin said loudly.

He had encountered many adventures during his foundation building and transformation, so his true essence was relatively strong compared to his peers. At this time, he used a secret technique to transmit his voice, which sounded like thunder, so that every cultivator in the square could hear it clearly:

"By order of Master Wei, this place will be the 'Dharma Transmission Hall' from now on. All disciples who have made contributions to the Way of Life, regardless of their level of cultivation or who their master is, can enter the Dharma Transmission Hall to study as long as the Master determines that their contribution is sufficient. Whether it is the art of breathing, the Taoist method of changing the weather, or some secret techniques rarely seen in the outside world, everyone will have the opportunity to learn..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a roar from below:

"Brother, can you please tell me in detail? Can you really learn any Taoist method?"

"Excuse me, how is the threshold for entering the palace, that is, how is merit determined?"

"Wait, what kind of Taoism is there? Can you give us a hint..."

The last type of voice was the least heard, because everyone felt that if it was a very precious Taoist method, it would definitely be kept privately by Sect Leader Wei and would never be made available to the public.

However, even so, even if one can learn some general Taoist principles, it is worth everyone's efforts.

Why? The reason is simple, that is, most people have basically no chance to come into contact with the real Taoism, and at most they can master one or two crude spells for attack. The relationship between the two is like the relationship between swordsmanship and sword moves.

"Everyone, please listen to me!" Worried that Guo Jin was too dumb to explain clearly, Wang Xun shouted loudly.

Her true energy was not as abundant as Guo Jin's, so she could only try to raise her voice:

"I wouldn't say that there are all kinds of Taoist techniques available for learning, but in fact, they are not much different. There are also many very profound magic techniques, such as those with an upper limit of the Nascent Soul Realm or even the Immortal Realm, which require extremely outstanding talents to practice, and techniques that can kill you if you are not careful..."

Before she had finished her words, a swarm of bees seemed to rise up in the square, and the whispers of countless monks filled the air.

When people hear about the “extremely profound” magic skills, they will definitely not believe it, because all sects, no matter how big or small, will say that their own skills are “extremely profound”.

However, the upper limit is the Nascent Soul Realm or even the Immortal Level, which is very powerful; the magic skills that require talent are even less likely to be common stuff; as for the sudden death if not practiced well... even killing the people who practiced it, then this magic skill will kill the enemy quickly, right?

When most of the cultivators thought of this, they felt as if they were burning with fire. They could no longer hold back their excitement and wished they could die for Sect Leader Wei right then and there.

As for why they only whispered, it was because they were afraid that if their voices were too loud and angered the young senior sister, she would refuse to say how many merits she would need to accumulate before she could enter the palace to study. In that case, she would definitely be skinned alive by the surrounding fellow disciples.

"Regarding the qualifications for entering the palace!" Wang Jun continued to shout, "There is no standard. As long as Sect Master Wei approves it, it's fine."

"If we have to talk about the standard, if everyone is discussing whether you are qualified, then you are qualified to enter the sect master's sight. The specific situation will be determined by the sect master's review!"

When Wang Jun said this, the disciples and masters present did not react much, but the Yuanying elders all changed their expressions.

At this point, the intention of the Wei clan leader was clear:

From now on, all the mortal cultivators must not only be loyal to your master, but also to your sect and sect master.

What your master or mentor cannot give you, the sect or the sect master can give it to you!

"Really..." An impatient Yuanying elder couldn't help but curse in a low voice, "This is really outrageous! Taoist Liehuo, what do you think this Sect Master Wei is trying to do? Doesn't he understand that the Dharma cannot be passed on lightly?"

"I just want to know one thing now." The elder called Liehuo Dao Ren did not agree with his old friend, but said with a gleam in his eyes, suppressing his excitement, "What do you think, if our Yuanying elders make contributions, will they also have the opportunity to study in the Dharma Transmission Hall?"

The Yuanying elder was stunned when he heard this, and said in astonishment:

"Liehuo, you are not..."

The Taoist Liehuo did not change his expression, but lowered his voice and said fiercely:

"This is a very profound magic skill. My lineage also wants it!"

He rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, and made a powerful gesture of "I'm determined to win."