Holy Father, all the year round in the "Holy Pavilion".

It was a black temple, very closed, the light could not enter, and there were almost no windows.

Inside, they are also completely in the shadows.

Looking at this cold place, I saw that the nine immortals' face was also extremely serious, and Jiang from the three of them, and also solemnly, with the nine immortals stepping into it.

Jiang freely remembered that it seemed that the Enran priest thought that his identity was sensitive, and that this holy Yuanqing and others might not necessarily let himself enter the temple of sacrifice.

Stepped!

The Holy Gail was very empty, and the footsteps were responding and constantly reverberating.

The more you go inside, the darker it becomes.

At the end of the hall, Jiang looked up at himself, and he saw a man in the depths sitting on the ground, surrounded by endless darkness, as if sucked into his body.

A gray-robed man with long hair looks like a gray vortex, leaving the soul lost.

He looked down, unable to see his face, from the outline, should be a little feminine.

His gray robes were scattered and wide, with invisible eyes, vaguely hiding the breath of death.

Nine stood in front of him.

The man looked up slowly, and Jiang was at ease when he finally saw his eyes, which were gray, but godless, and even, like blind people.

Perhaps it was blind, because Jiang could not see any change in his eyes.

But to be sure, this person is absolutely dangerous, after all, the "Holy Yuanqing" can almost be said to be the highest existence in the temple of sacrifice, under the service of God.

Nine Immortals looked at him and said, “Brother, these are the three new sacrificial priests I have received, and I will give them three token sacrifices.”

Brother!

Jiang was shaking himself.

This man is the brother of the 9th?

Does she have a brother?

He had indeed not heard of it.

A little impressed in my mind was that the temple of the sacrificial spirit, as if it were a more mysterious person, rarely appeared.

When the nine immortals faced him, it seemed a little strange, her expression was very serious, serious, perhaps there were many five-flavored emotions.

The saint's face did not move at all, and when he reached out his hand, three white tokens flew in the distance and fell on his hand.

His eyes were indeed motionless, as if he were blind.

He sent the three tokens to the nine-fairy side, and suddenly, his palms were collected, and he did not let the nine immortals get it.

“The son of Jiang Yunding?”He looked at him in a deep voice.

"That's right."Nine Xian gritted his teeth and said, "I said hello to Master."

“All right.”

The Holy Yuan Qing opened his hand and successfully placed the three tokens on the hands of the nine immortals, and the nine immortals put up the token, as if they did not want to stay for a moment, and directly gave Jiang a look and walked back together.

Jiang looked at the man at last, and he shrouded himself in the darkness, motionless, as if dead.

“The ginger is on its own.”

I can’t believe he knows his name!

When he was about to leave, he shouted himself.

Ginger looked back at him.

"My name is Nine Gods."

He grinned and smiled, a little strange.

“I’ve seen the Holy Father.”

Jiang was at ease, and just finished, and the nine immortals had pulled him out.

"Don't come here, don't talk to him."Just came out, the nine cents are very serious,

She is rarely so serious.

“Why?”Ginger is a bit confused, aren't they brothers and sisters?Look at the look, there are some similarities.

"Don't ask why."

“Understance.”

Many people have secrets, and Jiang has his own, so he can understand.This Holy Spirit's "nine gods" is so strange that it will not intersect later.

After leaving the holy pavilion for a distance, the nine immortals took out the three tokens and said, "This is the symbol of the identity of the disciples of the temple, using a special spiritual mine 'sobbing blood stone' forging, drawing the totem pattern, you drip the blood into, the totem pattern will record your respective blood without repeating."

"After the record, if someone else's blood is stained, the token will be broken immediately."Only your own blood can be absorbed. “

"Someone needs you to prove your identity, so you can get in with your own blood and prove that you are the owner of the token."

There are such special items.

Jiang himself was at ease with a little bit of blood, then put away the identification, and after dripping the blood, he was the official temple disciple of the sacrificial temple.

“I’m not going to call my priest!”

Nine Immortals swept out of the haze of the holy pavilion, very happy, she was smart, know that Jiang is free in the future of the three people.

“The priest.”The three of them said hello, after all, in this dragon, it was a support.

“Somebody has bullied you and sought me, and the priest is very short-suprept, and whoever he is, he shall beat them.”Nine Immortals Airway.

This is excellent, of course.

It can be seen that she is in this temple of sacrifice, a demon king-like figure, and she is covered with it.

"Now bring you to the Nine Immortals, and see the other priests."

The following priests are all sacrificial temple disciples, but they are divided into two kinds of sacrificial and sacrificial.

As ginger from their first coming in, are all sacrificial.

After that, the realm, strength, contribution, age are old, the qualifications are deep, by the Yuan Qing, the priests unified evaluation, can be upgraded to "sacrifice."

Sacrifice, of course, can get more cultivation resources than sacrificial, such as spiritual mines, spiritual medicine, spiritual stone, as well as exercises, war tricks, and even evolutionary sources.

It is equivalent to a high-level sacrificial.

The sacrificial priests and sacrificial priests of the Nine Immortals are all in the "Kōji Pavilion", which is the territory that belongs to her in the temple of sacrifice, and every priest has such a territory.

However, in order to distinguish between the sacrificial and the sacrificial, the living and cultivation environment of the sacrificial people is separate, and the sacrificial people can come to the side of the sacrifice, but the sacrificial person cannot enter the area of the sacrificial person unless someone brings it.

Of course, those sacrificial soldiers are all old and scattered in the temple, and they are busy cultivating and worshiping every day.

Most of them will be sent to other imperial cities to preach sacrifices and lead the people to the temple, so there are generally fewer priests who stay in the temple of sacrifice.

In the city of Great Ginger, there is a sacrificial priest who sacrificed the temple, but he is lazy, and it is difficult for Jiang to see him.

Now the nine fairy castles are basically young "sacrifices".

Now, the nine immortals came to the Nine Immortal Pavilion with three young, freshly baked sacrificial priests.

The so-called nine-scented pavilion is a large courtyard.

In the middle is a huge square, surrounded by hundreds of houses, the overall is not luxurious, there is no great ginger royal city building luxury, but better than the quaint, there is a special sense of intimacy.

Nine Immortals just came back, as if instantly switched the mode, from a delicate beauty to a vicious demon king.

“Get out of here for me!”

She drank.

Suddenly, the whole nine fairy pavilions shook up, sent out bursts of strange screams, shaped young people, even crawling and rolling, running out from their respective rooms, even honest in front of the nine immortals, from height from high to low, arranged in five rows, instantly standing up straight, but also left and right.

“The numbers!”

“One or two...”

Those young girls, counting from the highest beginnings, counted 12, 3 45, and reported to the last side was fifty-two.

Jiang looked at himself with wide eyes, looking at these young girls, trembling in front of the nine immortals, he felt that the days ahead, it did not seem to be easy...

And what the hell is this line-up, counting, what the hell.

I have never heard of the temple like this.

"Hold your head up."

Under the command of the nine immortals, they looked up one by one, but none of them dared to stare at her, from their trembling expression, Jiang felt at ease that he usually "anti-played" the nine immortals, is not a little looking for death...

Even if Xiao Wei spit out his tongue, he would like to say in Jiang's ear: "My sister-in-law is fierce."

As a result, it is hard to dare to say exit.

“The Priest!”

The priests shouted respectfully.

Nine Xian was satisfied, pointed to Jiang since their three, said: "meet the three new small partners, this, Jiang is at ease, this, Lu Dingxing, this little beauty is small."All the great ginger kings come from the city, and you know who they are, and then they will get along with each other.”

They did not dare to look at the nine immortals, but could only look at the ginger from the three of them.

Most of the eyes are on Ginger.

The son of the king of the world.

Everyone's eyes are so different, after all, now this ginger comfortable story is still passing on in Yanlong.

It was more turbulent, or his father, his brother's thing.

Today, his brother is still in prison.

"Hello, everyone, a lot of care, a lot of advice."

After all, he was a partner, and he was not a legend, but very polite.

"I'm here, they can't let go, and they're cultivating here in the future, and there's something that can't be solved, so you can go and find me."

She pointed to the largest palace in the nine-centre, which was her rave, the best building here.

“But I’m usually not there.”

She was naughty again.

"There are so many empty rooms, just choose yourself."

"Remember to live in harmony with the 'students', of course, it doesn't matter if there is no harmony."

"Don't see it, beat it hard, don't be kind to me."

Nine cents in Jiang's ears, a face said a big string.

This makes Ginger feel ashamed, is there such a priest?

"As for the daily arrangements of the sacrificial temple, pay attention to how to be a good priest, how to obtain martial arts resources, and the classics in the room are recorded in detail, and you remember to read it."

“My sister is busy, gone.”

Jiang did not react, and she disappeared like a gust of wind.

“Oh!”

When she left, the boys immediately relaxed and collapsed, and were about to soften to the ground.

“Stand up straight!”

I don't know where, suddenly came her voice, the young girls scared a spirit, immediately standing more than Jiang's "fire source gun" in his hand is more straight.

He had a hunch that this “sacrifice” career would be interesting.