The forest camp, which has gathered about 10,000 people, spreads outward from the temple. (First published on шш.uuo.net)
There are about a dozen small portable mansions placed near the temple, hidden among the towering green trees, which makes it look quiet and unique.
Looking down from the air, the entire camp is distributed in a stepped manner. The closer to the periphery, the denser the distance between the tents.
The monks of Cibeitian are now living in the outermost tents.
The monks of Cibei Heaven were being suppressed, but it was the power of Yang Tingting of Wuxiang Heaven who was suppressing them. For the independent cultivators and practitioners of various sects who had managed to survive until now, they were unwilling to offend the people of Cibei Heaven.
Therefore, apart from always being assigned the most dangerous tasks, few people dare to make things difficult for the monks of Cibeitian.
This is also why the monk in charge of patrolling did not dare to make things difficult when he heard that it was a monk from Cibeitian who came. Of course, there should be three disciples from Jiletian traveling with them, and their memories could not have any other thoughts.
Of course, any new monks who join must be reported, let alone the monks from Paradise.
In the main hall on the first floor of the temple, there are 108 Buddhas of various shapes surrounding it, and in the center is a solemn and majestic Buddha statue.
Before the Buddha's lotus throne, Yang Tingting sat upright on the armchair, discussing something with her attendants. At this moment, a ninth-level Divine Transformation cultivator came to report something.
Yang Tingting frowned, a look of displeasure showing on her face. These independent cultivators simply didn't know the rules.
However, although she was unhappy, she did not say much, but just signaled the visitor to speak quickly if he had something to say.
"Chief, three people have come to seek refuge from Paradise!" The monk leader from Cibei Heaven did not like them, so he did not report the visitors to avoid bringing bad luck to himself.
Anyway, Yang Tingting never cared about the new people joining. It was not his fault that someone came even though he did not report it to Cibeitian.
"Are these three men or women?"
"Two men and one woman."
"What kind of cultivation?"
"Two male cultivators have reached the eleventh level of the Divine Transformation Realm, and one female cultivator has reached the twelfth level." (While Zhizhen insisted on inspecting the Void God Realm, Tianlang and Guhong entered Lai Siyu's space training ground and practiced in seclusion for ten thousand years. After emerging from seclusion, their cultivation levels had each broken through to the eleventh level of the Divine Transformation Realm.)
"I understand. You can go down!" Yang Tingting waved her hand to signal the person to leave. Looking at her expression, she didn't seem very happy.
Of course, Yang Tingting was unhappy. Although the cultivators of Paradise were quite powerful and their presence would be a great help, the opening of the Void God Realm was still several years away, and the ferocity of the Skeleton Soldiers was terrifying.
However, this could threaten her leadership position.
Monks are easy to fool, but she doesn't think people in Paradise are easy to fool.
The monks sitting next to her looked at each other without saying a word, but they all started to make plans in their hearts.
Everyone who did this had witnessed Yang Tingting's ruthless methods, and they didn't dare to offend her easily until they were completely sure.
Although the people of Paradise are always arrogant and domineering, at least they act in an upright manner.
It would certainly be great if the people from Paradise could seize the position of leader.
It would be best if the monks of Paradise could wait long enough to kill this woman cleanly and efficiently!
"Three fellow Taoists have arrived from Paradise. Everyone, what do you think?"
After a while, Yang Tingting's expression returned to normal and she asked in a cold voice.
Her sharp eyes swept across everyone, making everyone feel a chill down their backs.
"Of course, the leader is the priority. Even if they are monks from Paradise, so what? They joined us halfway, and we've already given them a lot of face by taking them in!"
"Yes, they are just monks who joined halfway. Since they want to join the camp, they must follow the rules of the camp."
"I agree with Fellow Daoist Gao and Fellow Daoist Lin. I will follow the leader's lead!"
"Lan Xin and the demons of Demonic Ghost Heaven also follow their leader's lead!" The Demonic Ghost Heaven's people had originally parted ways with Zhan Lan Xin, but after the skeleton army's "tide" broke out, they were reunited by chance. Zhan Lan Xin also made an effort to save them, and after that, the Demonic Ghost Heaven's people once again followed Zhan Lan Xin as their leader.
The demons and ghosts are originally simpler in mind, so it is easy for them to put aside their past grudges and once again serve Zhan Lanxin as their leader.
Yang Tingting nodded with satisfaction, "In that case, everyone should just pretend they don't know and tell your men to arrange them according to the usual practice.
Since they are new here, they must contribute their share of effort to stay in the camp. I think we should arrange for them to go west with the monks from Cibeitian to hunt down the Skeleton Soldiers tomorrow..."
Everyone nodded in agreement, but a chill ran down their spines. Tens of thousands of Skeletons had just accumulated in the western forest. Yang Tingting was clearly sending them to their deaths!
The atmosphere in Cibeitian's tent was extremely depressing, and the monks stood there with their heads hung low.
Lai Siyu felt that she was an outsider and it was not appropriate for her to interfere in other people's family affairs, so she took Tianlang and Guhong out for a walk.
In the tent, Zhizhen looked at the remaining dozen or so monks and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. In just four years, half of the brothers who came with him were killed.
"Amitabha, fellow brothers and sisters, let's take back the temple and leave here!"
The monks looked at each other. Although everyone wanted to leave with Zhizhen, the temple...did not dare to come back.
But no one dared to say a word.
"Brothers and junior brothers, do you want to stay here any longer? If so, I'll take my leave!"
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