On this day, something happened to the Human Race that seemed ordinary at the time, but had a profound impact on the future. Longsang changed hands! The change of ownership is still the Lin family, the blood of the Lin family. From the ignorant lower level, it is no different from the past. This world is still the world of bloodline nobles, and the Seven Kingdoms is still the world of desolate blood. It's just that there is one more state religion and one more big school. Promisezong. Although most people do not know the specific agreement between Wujizong and Longsang, this does not hinder their understanding of the rise of Wujizong. From this day on, the Promise Sect has truly entered the field of vision of everyone and has become the envy of the world. There are more and more people who want to join the Promise Sect. As a result, the threshold of Promise Sect to pick people has been greatly improved, and even so, it can't stop the continuous wave of apprenticeships. In order to solve this problem, the Wujizong leaders had to set rules. There are three trials left at the gate of the Wujizong: climbing, crossing the forest, and crossing the river. Each layer is dangerous, and it tests the will, talent and courage of the beginners. Only those who have passed the three hurdles are qualified to become outer disciples. The internal personnel of the Promise Sect has also been further adjusted. It takes three years of practice for outer disciples to enter the inner door and obtain the spiritual practice mentality at the shaking light level. Inner Sect cultivation requires not only one's own strength, but also a lot of contributions to become true disciples. The method of spreading the Fa has also been improved, and it is directly secreted in the sea of knowledge through a special method, making it impossible to spread it casually. Of course, the Yaoguang-level mental method has slowly spread outside due to the previous intentional indulgence, but the burning-spirit mental method is firmly grasped by the higher levels. It's even more different when it comes to Huayijing. In fact, Su Chen didn't create a complete method of transforming minds, he just invented a pill made of the water from the evolution of the deep sea as the raw material. In addition to the evolution of the deep sea, this pill also requires three otherworldly materials, which can only be passed through Su Chen's single-world boots. Therefore, limited by the materials, it is useless for others to obtain the method. The organizational structure has expanded, the sphere of influence has increased, and the development of Promise Sect is thriving. In just a short period of time, people only knew about the Promise Sect and did not know the royal family. The other six countries are also quite worried about this, and some elders and young children even release the Promise Sect to be immortal, which will surely mess up the words of our human race. It's a pity that it is useless to say anything that shocks the world. The rise of the Promise Sect did not depend on the softness of the six nations, but on the strength of its own. The groundbreaking mental method and the continuous promotion of disciples gave the Promise Sect a boundless and broad future. This is like a strong man with infinite resilience ability. Although he may not be the opponent for a while, as long as he is not fatal by the opponent, he can use his powerful recovery and promotion abilities to finally surpass everything. If the Six Kingdoms had no foreign enemies, they could destroy the Promise Sect in one fell swoop. However, they have, and they are still very strong, so they can only sit back and watch the development of Promise Sect. time flies. The warmth of spring is blooming, and it is a year in a blink of an eye. In this year, the Promise Sect expanded rapidly, and its disciples quickly exceeded one hundred thousand, reaching as many as one hundred and twenty thousand. But this is just puffiness. The vast majority of the added disciples are ordinary disciples who have no blood and have not practiced before. They represent the future. At this stage, they cannot bring any improvement in strength to the Wuji Sect, but to a certain extent. Wujizong’s retreat—more resource allocation, more manpower allocation management, and so on. Fortunately, the original Promise Sect's elite strength is still increasing. The Promise Sect's Yaoguang-level powerhouse broke through 24,000 people and made rapid progress towards 25,000 people. The Promise Sect's Burning Spirit level powerhouse officially broke through two thousand people. Even Huayijing has four more people. They are Chu Yingwan, Jun Moxie, Lin Shaoxuan and Gu Qingluo. In addition to domestic development, the power of the Promise Sect also spread to the other six countries. The benefits of being regarded as the state religion by Longsang are reflected at this moment. As a non-state organization, Promise Zong can infiltrate any country without barriers to develop its influence. So soon, the Promise Sect in the sub-forums of various countries also developed rapidly like a snowball. In the face of all this, the traditional forces in the six countries inevitably rebound. Some veteran aristocrats and radicals began to plan to deal with the Wujizong and continue to create troubles. The relationship between the Promise Sect and the Six Nations also gradually became tense. This is also inevitable. It is determined by different innate positions and is caused by the inevitable difference between blood nobles and bloodless civilians. But despite this, Su Chen still did not want a war with the Six Nations. If he can, he hopes to be resolved in a relatively peaceful way. "Peace? There is no way of peace. Those old and stubborn have long seen us not pleasing to our eyes. The best way to make the enemy shrink is to make them afraid of you! Fight a battle and wait for the enemy to be severely taught. , The situation will naturally calm down." Cheng Tianhai said confidently in the ruling hall of Wanjianshan. "In that case, the other party will die a lot of people, right?" Chu Yingwan glanced at Su Chen and said softly. She knows Su Chen. "If you die, you will die. There are no undead in war." Cheng Tianhai didn't care. "But it also depends on whether death is worth it. They are all human races, and killing each other shouldn't be our pursuit." Su Chen said. As soon as Su Chen spoke, the others shut up. He sat on the supreme chair and looked into the distance: "Foreign races are in power, and people’s livelihood is difficult. At this time, the civil war will only make foreign races laugh at jokes. The Seven Kingdoms have walked down through ups and downs for more than three thousand years, and they have been able to live in harmony all the time. Isn't this the heart that unites with the outside world? If my Wujizong wins and starts a civil war, how will the world look at us?" Cheng Tianhai was dumb. Yes, when the bloodline nobles were in power, they didn't have civil wars. Instead, they jointly fought foreign races. Now that the Promise Sect has risen, they must ignore foreign enemies and engage in internal wars? If this is the case, even if the Wujizong represents the middle and low-level civilians, it will give people a selfish understanding of the overall situation, even within the Wujizong. "But now those local nobles have become more and more provocative. If this continues, our development will be very difficult." Jun Moxie said. "Development is difficult, so development is difficult." Su Chen replied slowly: "Maybe it was because everyone was too smooth during this period. Some minor problems occurred and they couldn't stand one by one. When development was blocked, I wanted to eliminate opponents. Sometimes opponents don't have to be eliminated. Of course, there are exceptions to some opponents." The subordinates can shoot passionately, but Su Chen, the Sect Master, must be steady. He is very clear that some small development issues should not become the key to the overall situation. His goal is always a foreigner. It is Shi Kaihuang who understands the apprentice's mind best: "You mean... the spirit race?" Su Chen nodded slightly: "It's also time to take action against the spirit race." "Lin Shaoxuan asked. "Let them make trouble. Give up external expansion for the time being, and fully contract." Su Chen replied. Only by shrinking your strength can you attack with all your strength. Before each large-scale attack, all forces will inevitably shrink their forces to a certain extent and reduce the intensity of regional control in order to condense their forces in one place. This was the case when attacking the abyssal waters back then, and it is the same now. Su Chen has said: "Those local nobles want to make trouble, so they can do it. The more fun it is, the more the trouble is. My goal of the Promise Sect should not be the gains and losses of this city, but Looking to the future. There are still more than half of the land that is controlled by the orcs. This wise race occupies only one third of the land. There are so many territories to expand and so many enemies to kill. Don’t bother about the arrogance. When I come back from victory, look at those tycoons. If there is anyone who dares to continue jumping, I respect him as a human being and will be buried with him!” A simple sentence expresses endless pride. This is the horizon, this is the pattern. In Su Chen's eyes, those bloodline aristocrats and local pride are nothing but clowns, and he doesn't even need to think about it. When the powerful enemy is wiped out, those who dare to bubble are rudely eradicated. In this way, a meeting on outbound expeditions ended. From this day on, Wujizong began the preparations for expedition to the Spirit Race. All forces shrank one after another, and the disciples withdrew. Some forces that did everything possible to fight against the Wuji Sect thought they were victorious, and shouted their gongs and drums to celebrate. Only a few people noticed that the Wujizong's movements were abnormal and realized the turbulence that was about to appear in the future. But no one would have imagined how big the storm would be instigated by Su Chen, this butterfly. ——————— Mofengtan is a small town on the border between Yexiao and the Spirit Race. Because it is a deserted area, there are few people here. The advantage of living here is that there is a lot of land, and there is no need to pay. The disadvantage is naturally that the military disaster will be set off every time. Sometimes it was the Spirit Race, and sometimes the Human Race. But most of the time, it was the human race who fought in the past. Because the spirit race is not good at frontal warfare. So in a frontal battle, most of the time the human race has the upper hand. Ye Xiao has therefore become the only country that can have an advantage among all the countries that fight against foreign races. Of course, they do not feel happy because of this. Spirit races are indeed not good at frontal warfare, but it doesn't mean they are easy to deal with. Their fascinating means, and the horror of controlling people's hearts, often make people willing to die on the battlefield rather than against the spirit race. For this reason, when the Night Owl dealt with the spirit race, they did not use the team as the unit, but the battalion as the unit. Even in remote places, people are either not stationed, or stationed is the stationing of the entire camp. Not only that, but also many rules. Even when going to the toilet, two people go together. The same is true of the Demon Wind Altar. Although there are only dozens of people here, there are a thousand soldiers stationed here. Today, as usual, the soldiers usually patrol and watch the night. A group of two wandered in the unmanned night breeze, talking gossip. "Stick up, don't let the enemy kill you without knowing it." The captain's voice sounded not far away. "What to kill?" A soldier said lazily: "The Spirit Race never has to kill, and quietly came to the neighborhood, one mind control, everything is done." "Yes, after so many years as a soldier, I have never seen a big soldier. What is the troop?” Someone said, “We are a big troop ourselves.” Then the crowd laughed. While talking, a soldier suddenly felt something different from above. He looked up, and his entire face changed color: "Team... Captain!" "What's the matter?" The captain asked impatiently. The soldier stammered: "There are big... big... big troops." "What?" The captain was shocked, and looked around: "What the hell is it? Where's the big troops from the Spirit Race?" The soldier pointed to the top of his head: "Up. … Above." Everyone looked up, dumbfounded at the same time. Seeing countless monks flying above them, immersed in the endless darkness in front of them.