One of the most critical factors for a sect, especially a sect with great ambitions, to survive in the world is self-discipline.
Take Tianxuanzong as an example. When the originator of Tianxuanzong established Tianxuanzong, he secretly established a "trial hall".
The only function of the Trial Hall is that when Emperor Xuanzong is under the control of the corrupt elders, these mysterious members of the Trial Hall will directly intervene in the sect's internal affairs with strong means, and can be executed directly without the order of the suzerain. those in power.
Therefore, the qualification review of members of the trial hall is very, very strict. To enter the trial hall, a warrior must pass as many as 18 strict trials and assessments.
To enter the Trial Hall, it is far from enough to have a strong talent, but also to have a unique fighting consciousness, an understanding of martial arts, an in-depth understanding of martial arts and martial arts, and an innate fighting instinct.
Even if you have the terrifying three veins of the Heavenly Spirit, you may not be able to enter, maybe you were eliminated, but a person with only a single vein of the Heavenly Grade entered.
Just because you are talented does not mean you have a good sense of fighting. Ordinary people in real life often have examples of a small man defeating a strong man.
What is especially mysterious is that the members of the trial hall must be personally selected by the current suzerain and not appointed by any elders.
In other words, even within the Tianxuanzong, the vast majority of people do not know that there is such a mysterious organization.
But the reality is always full of drama, and the power of the court led them to go astray.
This group of top fighting madmen rebelled. They quietly left Tianxuanzong and formed their own faction.
In fact, not only Tianxuanzong has such a mysterious organization, but also other sects, including Haoranzong in its early days.
The collective defection of these top sects, the most mysterious and top masters caused an uproar in the martial arts world, and these people joined together to form an organization called "Night Demon".
Thousands of years have passed, Yemo has no relationship with the eight major sects, but they still exist in a mysterious way, and use unknown means to continuously absorb the most elite martial arts talents.
When the big demon took a fancy to Bai Muchen, and tried to absorb Bai Muchen by various means of coercion and lure, the plan failed in the end.
Holding the wine glass, Xiang Nan looked at the backs of the three leaving from upstairs, and thought to himself, after so many years, the strength of the members of Night Demon is still unabated, they only choose the best of the best, the best of the best.
Even if he won the overall championship in the 12 joint exams, he was not favored by Ye Mo, which shows how strict their selection requirements are now.
The time was almost up, Xiang Nan left the restaurant, stepped on the cargo airship again, and headed towards the next foothold, Moon City.
Coincidentally, Xiang Nan met those three shadow hunters again when he put on the cargo.
These people have no bottom line, no principles, and no purpose. What they do depends on their personal preferences. Sometimes they assassinate more than a hundred disciples of first-class sects in a row, just for fun.
Xiang Nan didn't intend to have any interaction with these people, nor was he interested in having friction with them.
The journey of more than 20,000 miles, at the speed of the cargo airship, took less than a day to reach the destination.
In the vast sea of clouds, a large-scale ancient capital of the Western Regions appeared before him.
The flying ship slowly docked at the edge of Moonwatch City and began to unload, while Xiang Nan and the three shadow hunters also got off the ship one after another.
Xiang Nan waited for the three of them to enter the city before he took out the map and looked at it carefully. The situation was not optimistic.
When Wangyue City was the capital of the Western Regions, it was still on the ground. After moving the capital, this Wangyue City was expanded several times. Later, it was pushed up into the sky by many masters of the dark forces.
Today's Wangyue City is no longer the same concept as it was back then, and the overall area has expanded by more than three times.
The most troublesome thing is that Mochiyue City is suspended in the sky and is constantly rotating slowly.
In other words, on the map in Xiang Nan's hand, the direction of the city's southeast, north, and west directions could not be determined.
The Fengling Formation on the map is located outside the east gate of Wangyue City. After expansion, it should have become the Central Ring.
The city has been expanded many times and is divided into three rings in total. The first ring is the original old city, the second ring and the third ring are added later.
Xiang Nan nodded, and in his mind, he drew four target points in the Central Ring area, and all of these four target points may be the former city east.
After determining the general direction in his heart, he stepped into the city.
Just after entering this huge moon-watching city, a wave of noisy sound came oncoming.
As soon as you enter the city gate, the first thing you see is the huge slave market.
There are hundreds of booths in this slave market, and there are young human men and women, monster men and women kneeling on each booth, and there are even powerful warriors among them.
Among the noisy crowd, people kept walking up to the booth, opened the mouths of the slaves like inspecting animals, or stripped off the slaves' clothes on the spot, and examined them seriously.
Wangyue City is full of shady underground transactions, and you can buy almost everything that the outside world can't buy here.
Among them are the stolen rings, the treasures of various powerful sects, and even the enemies of certain forces.
For example, Xiang Nan, if he is captured by the dark forces, one possibility is to be sent directly to Tianxuanzong, and the other is to be escorted to Wangyue City for auction.
Xiang Nan walked along the outer edge of the slave market, constantly looking at the slaves on the booth.
Those so-called slaves all had expressionless faces and ashes in their eyes. They seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate and gave up resistance.
There is a strong man who is in charge of auctioning slaves in public, holding a whip, and keeps beating those slaves. The slaves who are beaten are not because they are disobedient, but because someone wants to hear their screams. Is it miserable enough? Arouses a twisted bloodlust in the minds of buyers.
Xiang Nan couldn't bear to stay longer in such a place, so he prepared to go around and head towards the Central Ring Road.
But at this moment, a strong man's loud shout caught Xiang Nan's attention.
"Look here! This is a lion demon man, especially since he was raised by humans since he was a child, he is very proficient in human civilization."
"This kind of slave is not common. Buyers should sell as soon as possible, so as not to be seized by others."
Lion boy
Xiang Nan stopped abruptly and looked in the direction of the sound.
Seeing this, the veins on Xiang Nan's forehead suddenly popped out.
At that booth, there was a man who was tied up and knelt on the ground with his head down. His whole body was covered with welts, his skin was split in many places, and his blood had stuck to his clothes, which could not be torn apart.
And this person turned out to be Xiang Nan's monster friend, Chen Hengjun!