For the game room, Ye Zan only informed Yu Chengjie and asked him to cooperate with Glenn's theater in promoting it, and did not make any special arrangements. After all, he could make a promotional film for theaters, but he couldn't make a promotional video for game rooms. It’s not really impossible, but games are very much about participation, so the only way to do this is to add some promotional things in terms of props. And people who play games may not notice the propaganda after they are immersed in the game, so the effect is definitely very limited.
Although this game room is far less useful than a theater if it is used for promotion, it is idle anyway, and it is better to have some effect than no effect at all. And in future publicity, the role this game room can play may not be worse than Tianbao Sect's small advertisements.
After making these arrangements, it can be said that "everything is ready, all we need is the east wind", and Ye Zan is waiting for the Wuzhu Sect's move.
In fact, if the Wuzhu Sect develops normally, even if its momentum increases again, it will not pose much of a threat to the Yuqing Sect. After all, in this world, the development of a sect is quite slow. This can be regarded as a characteristic of monastic civilization.
For example, if a person joins the sect at the age of fifteen, the average time it takes for him to enter the foundation building realm is almost ten years. Although it is said that people with the qualifications that can be called geniuses may be able to build a foundation in three to five years, but after all, they are very few. Moreover, the Foundation Establishment Realm is the foundation of a sect, but it is only a foundation. To truly be able to contribute to the sect, one still needs a Golden Pill Grandmaster.
As for the average time limit from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Golden Core Realm, it should take about twenty years. In other words, a disciple who starts at the age of fifteen will have to undergo thirty years of training before he can step into the Golden Core Realm and contribute to the sect. Like Wu Changsheng, Jin Dasheng and Luo Jinniang, this is basically the process. When they were forty or fifty, they entered the golden elixir realm and began to contribute to the Jade Qing Sect. In other words, after spending thirty years cultivating a golden elixir master, the sect's strength can be considered to have increased by one point.
Logically speaking, the sect recruits disciples every year, so after some of the first batch of disciples become golden elixir masters, there should be new golden elixir masters every year. But the problem is, how can there be any truth in such a thing! Before Ye Zan came to Yuqing Sect, Yuqing Sect had existed for many years, but in the end, except for Mo Ru, the ancestor of Yuan Ying, there were only three golden elixir masters including Wu Changsheng.
Not to mention the original Jade Qing Sect, even the current Jade Qing Sect, which lacks almost everything, cannot have people promoted to the Golden Core realm every year. After all, this cultivation depends on qualifications and opportunities. It does not mean that you can achieve something simply by working hard.
Therefore, if the Wuzhu Sect develops normally and truly reaches the level of posing a threat to the Yuqing Sect, it will be an almost impossible task. As the Wuzhu Sect develops, doesn’t the Yuqing Sect also develop? And with the current situation of Yuqing Sect, the speed of development is simply not comparable to that of Wuzhu Sect.
After all, what Ye Zan is really afraid of is the mysterious force behind the Wuzhu Sect. Without that mysterious force, Ye Zan wouldn't bother to waste energy on the Wuzhu Sect, even though the Wuzhu Sect also has the support of several second-rate sects such as the Ziyang Sect.
Just when Ye Zan was making these arrangements, his disciple Shi Lin was sitting on the small terrace of the wooden house in a vast forest hundreds of millions of miles away from the Yuqing Sect, his eyes unfocused.
Ever since he heard his master say that he would be taken to the sect, Shi Lin felt both excited and anxious. He had been living alone in this inaccessible forest for several years. If he hadn't gotten that strange helmet by chance, he might have forgotten how to contact other people. However, even so, he still felt very uneasy about having to face more people and living with more people. After all, even after having the helmet, the only people he came into contact with were his master, his junior sister, and the "little turtle" who was said to be his junior brother.
People are like this, they don't think about anything when they are impulsive, but they have to think more when they are free. At that time, Shi Lin seemed very impatient when he heard the news that he was going to be taken to Yuqing Sect, but in the past two days, the more he thought about it, the more worried he became. When we get to Yuqing Sect, will we still only have contact with Master as we do now? I heard from Master that there are thousands of people in the Yuqing Sect, from top to bottom. How can we get along with those people? What will those people be like? Will they be as easy to get along with as Master? Will they look down on themselves? Will they...
In addition, Shi Lin also has another worry, which is his own cultivation. He is not stupid. Of course he knows that his cultivation progress has made his master dissatisfied, otherwise the master would not suddenly take him to Yuqing Sect. However, he had no way to figure out what was wrong with him. If he went to the sect and found that he was not suitable for cultivation at all, wouldn't it be very embarrassing
Shi Lin has already packed his own things. In fact, there is nothing left to pack. Apart from the gifts for the master, junior sister and... junior brother, the rest are the things that the master sent. Although life in this barren mountain was actually quite difficult, the feeling of freedom and confusion about the future still made him reluctant to leave here.
However, at this moment, several strange sounds suddenly came from the sky. Shi Lin was awakened from his wild thoughts and quickly raised his head to look at the sky. Through the gaps between the branches and leaves, he saw several bright lights crossing the sky and falling towards the mountain not far ahead.
Shi Lin knew that the bright light across the sky was the light of the monk's sword flying into the air. He couldn't help but think: Has the person sent by Master to pick me up arrived
Although, Ye Zan told Shi Lin that the person who came to pick him up would be a senior fellow from the sect. However, it was not said in what manner or whether it would be just one person. However, Shi Lin didn't shout rashly. How could he not be vigilant at such a young age when he was living in such a barren mountain
Seeing those sword lights falling on the mountain not far away, Shi Lin got up and went back to the tree house, picked up his package, and jumped down with the Thousand Light Sword in his hand. Speaking of which, since he practiced with Ye Zan, although he has not made any progress in cultivation, his control over the physical body has become stronger and stronger. In the past, he had to rely on a rope ladder to get down from the tree house. Now, although there is no way to make himself lighter, he can still escape unscathed even if he jumps from a height of tens of meters.
After falling to the ground, Shi Lin shook the package on his back. Seeing that there was no problem, he stepped towards the place where the sword lights fell.
Soon, through the gap between the trees, Shi Lin saw the monks. One of the monks was holding a compass-like instrument in his hand. He looked at the instrument for a while, then raised his head and looked around, as if he was searching for a dragon's acupoints. Moreover, it didn't take long for the man holding the compass instrument to lead several others to a pile of stones.
Seeing the pile of stones, Shi Lin was suddenly shocked, and then he remembered that this was exactly where he saw the two gods fighting. And under that pile of stones were the two gods he buried, or should I say two ascetics now.
Although at first, when Ye Zan asked Shi Lin how to get the helmet, Shi Lin described it very simply, that is, two gods fought and then picked up the helmet. However, the actual situation is really not that simple. It's not that Shi Lin deliberately wanted to hide something, but that he really didn't think about it that much.
In fact, when the sound of the two ascetics fighting disappeared and Shi Lin came to this place, one ascetic had been torn apart and died, but the other ascetic still had one breath left. The monk who was still breathing wanted to lure Shi Lin forward so that he could capture him and let him take him out. Fortunately, although Shi Lin had lived here alone for several years, his vigilance was not lost, so he killed the opponent at the critical moment.
That cultivator was also clever but was misled by his cleverness. If he had sincerely asked Shi Lin for help, he might have returned to his sect safely by now. It can only be said that people who have a dirty heart will be dirty to everyone. As a result, the dignified monk died in the hands of a mortal child.
Of course, even if there was no such thing as a stone forest, if the monk was seriously injured in this forest, there would be two results, either he would die from his injuries, or he would be eaten by wild beasts. You know, this forest is unusual. In addition to ordinary beasts, monsters also often come out of the depths. From this, we can imagine how difficult life in this forest must be for a young man named Stone Forest.
At this time, the monks had already moved the pile of stones, revealing the two corpses buried underneath.
Although Shi Lin had good intentions and allowed the two ascetics to be laid to rest, they were not allowed to live in a single room. Anyway, these two people fought to the death when they were alive, so it wouldn't be boring to be buried together after they died. It can only be said that this Stone Forest is just a child after all. If it were someone who often traveled around the world, even if the two monks were not destroyed, they would not leave any traces of themselves here at all.
When the monks saw the corpse below, they couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and then someone waved their hands to move the corpse out.
"He is right, the other one should be the buyer." One of the monks said in a deep voice.
"The magic weapon is missing. It seems that someone took advantage of it." Another monk took the treasure bags they carried from the two corpses and checked them.
Since Shi Lin had not yet worshiped Ye Zan as his teacher at that time and did not understand the methods of ascetics, he did not notice the treasure bags on the two men. When the two monks were fighting, they might have taken out the helmet to do something, and then Shi Lin had the opportunity to pick it up.
"Haha, it's interesting that you can actually think of burying them." Another ascetic said with a sneer: "Obviously, the person who took away the magic weapon was probably a foolish mortal who was attracted by the silence."
Indeed, at least in the eyes of these ascetics, only ignorant mortals would do this to let the dead rest in peace. If it were them, faced with the same situation, they would definitely just take the benefits and leave, and no one would care about these two corpses. And, more importantly, the treasure bags of the two corpses are still there. If the person who collected the corpses of the two people was a monk, they would never miss the treasure bags.
"I remember that when I came here, I passed by a place that seemed to have traces of someone's activity." Suddenly, the monk who was the first to speak said.
Upon hearing this, several other people immediately focused their attention on the person who spoke. Obviously, they all understood what the other party meant. The magic weapon they were looking for was probably taken away by a mortal, so the person who took the magic weapon and the person who left traces there were probably the same person.
At the same time, Shi Lin, who had been secretly spying on several monks, was shocked when he heard the other party's words. He is not stupid, of course he can tell that these monks are probably looking for the helmet he took away. Return the helmet to the other party? Not to mention that he still needs to practice with his master through the helmet. Looking at the appearance of those people, will he be fine if he returns the helmet to them
Shi Lin's biggest reliance on surviving in the barren mountains at such a young age was not his strong body or his clever mind, but his innate sense of danger. He himself didn't know if this was an ability, but he knew that with this ability, he had survived countless crises.
But now, looking at those cultivators, Shi Lin clearly felt that they were definitely not kind, just like the poisonous snakes in the forest gave him the same feeling.
So...Run!
Although Shi Lin wanted to run, he did not turn around and run rashly. Instead, he slowly backed away little by little, hoping to get far enough away before running.
It's a pity that Shi Lin is a mortal after all. Even if he is already an introduction to Qi refining, he is not much different from a mortal. Moreover, he has never had any real contact with ascetics, and naturally has very little understanding of their methods.
There was movement in the stone forest, and even though it had reached the level of "silence", there was still an almost inaudible sound that reached the ears of those ascetics. Those few cultivators were able to fly here with swords. How could they do it without the strength of the Golden Core Realm. For Grandmaster Jindan, no sound of movement in the stone forest, not even the sound of breathing or even heartbeat, could escape their ears.
"Boy, it's too late to run away now!" With these words, one of the ascetics turned towards the direction of the stone forest, and disappeared from the place in a flash.
When Shi Lin heard what the other party said, he knew there was no need to tiptoe, so he turned around and ran away into the distance. However, when he turned around, he had to stop before he could take two steps. It turned out that the disappeared monk was already standing in the direction of his escape.