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Nanzhou is huge, with thousands of dynasties, hundreds of thousands of counties and cities, and a population of nearly 100 billion people under its rule, not counting those who fled to the mountains to avoid government labor taxes.

Right now, within the entire territory of Nanzhou, there are no more than twenty-two forces in the Nascent Soul series.

Now except for the five sects, the disciples of the other Yuanying sects are only around 30,000 to 40,000. If you count the Jindan Foundation Establishment family and casual cultivators, the number of Nanzhou human monks is about 40,000 to 500. About ten thousand people.

The vast majority of them here are monks in the Qi refining period. The higher the level of cultivation, the fewer the number of people, just like the existence of the tower, and the top Nascent Soul monks are no more than a hundred people.

It can also be seen that there is no one in a million with spiritual roots.

But if each sect can really collect all the mortals in the world, then the number of monks they can get will be tens of millions more.

However, very few sects do this, because most of the people with spiritual roots have mixed spiritual roots of four or five attributes, and there is no value for further cultivation. After all, the practice world is different from the secular world. No matter how many Qi-refining monks can beat a Golden Core monk, there is absolutely no such thing as an ant killing an elephant.

Therefore, when each sect recruits disciples in the secular world, they usually don't include those with low qualifications.

However, at present, the Nine Evil Palace has brought back so many children without foundation building potential from the secular world at once, which is really puzzling.

After contemplating for a while, a gleam of light flashed in Zhang Shiping's eyes, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared from the quiet room, leaving only a puppet that was very similar to himself.

A few hours later, in an unnamed hill seven or eight hundred miles away from the Hall of Nine Evil Spirits, phantom smoke gathered into a figure, and I saw this man take out a jade sword while flipping his hands, and said a few sentences lightly After the tactic, a ray of divine consciousness was attached to it, and the flying sword turned into a startling rainbow in an instant, flying towards the direction of Yuanxiao City.

Then he flipped his hands and took out a purple bead, and crushed it into powder very simply. However, the purple powder didn't just stay in place, but was stored in a storage bag without leaving any traces.

After doing this, the figure collapsed into a wisp of smoke and quietly returned to the small courtyard of the Nine Evil Palace.

The reason why they left such a distance on purpose is to avoid the detection and even interception of various communication instruments and supernatural powers by the Nine Evil Palace's mountain guard formation.

Although this kind of situation is rare, Zhang Shiping is so cautious for the sake of safety.

The Hall of Nine Demons secretly recruited so many children with low qualifications, and recruited more than 1,300 casual cultivators at once. From these two points, Zhang Shiping suspected that Fan Shu was very likely to be the one who practiced Nether Ghost. body guy.

After all, if you want to train a Qi-refining monk with three spiritual roots and a four-spiritual root to build a foundation, the difference between the spiritual stone pills you pay is often four or five times. Unless they are close relatives, there is no one High-level monks are willing to do so regardless of the cost, and no sect can nurture dozens or hundreds of such children in one go.

In order to maintain the daily chores of low-level alchemy, talisman making, forging equipment, or cultivating elixir, the Zongmen usually directly recruits some casual practitioners from the world of cultivating immortals every three years to reduce unnecessary costs.

However, the number of people recruited each time is mostly around three to five hundred people, and the age of these people will not exceed sixty years old, more precisely, most of them are around thirty or forty years old.

Qi refining monks have a lifespan of about 120 years, so these people can serve the sect for about 70 or 80 years. Calculated in this way, during this period, the sect recruited about seven or eight thousand casual cultivators.

And the Hall of Nine Shades is not a newly established sect, and the monks under the sect are already in a saturated state. Three to five hundred casual cultivators every three years are enough for daily consumption.

Of course, in addition to casual cultivators, the Jindan and Jiji families attached to each sect also accounted for a large part, so they should be counted together.

For example, the Zhang family has been established for more than a thousand years. Now there are three to four thousand monks in the family, but there are only more than two hundred monks from Nascent Soul, Jindan and even Foundation Establishment, and the rest are just Qi Refining monks.

Some of these low-level clansmen stayed in the family to handle various affairs, and some joined Xuanyuanzong. This is the norm in every family.

However, at present, the Jiusha Palace has accepted more than 1,300 casual practitioners in one breath, which is already beyond the normal level.

Zhang Shiping stood in the small courtyard, thinking carefully.

In fact, this kind of situation is not uncommon. He still needs to investigate further, and wait for the news from the sect to see how many times the Jiusha Temple has recruited and how many casual practitioners have been recruited in the past few decades.

Also, he has to wait to see if those children are still alive after a while, and then make plans for the next step.

In his assumption, Fan Shu was no longer in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he was probably a mid-stage cultivator who was very good at concealment, and the worst thing was that this person had already reached the late stage of cultivation.

However, this possibility is not big, but it must be guarded against.

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Northern Xinjiang, Blackstone Mountains.

There are continuous mountains and thousands of peaks.

On an unnamed hill, Du Yu was sitting cross-legged, he suddenly opened his eyes, took out a purple bead, saw that it was suddenly cracked with thin marks, and immediately got up and fled.

And in the main tomb of a huge mausoleum comparable to a mountain, more than a hundred miles away.

In the middle of it is a sarcophagus~lightnovelpub.net~There are more than a dozen silver-armored corpses with aura around it, and there are seven or eight ghost kings floating in the air.

When Du Yu left, there was only a 'bang', and the thick coffin lid flew up and hit the ground heavily.

A large gust of black air burst out from the coffin, and a palm with five inches long black claws rested on the edge of the coffin, and then an extremely burly man stood up from it.

"Du Yu is finally gone, he's a lunatic. There are a few of you, don't want to go up to **** blood when you see someone in the future, and make your tricks brighter. Is that guy you can provoke?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mengli Ghost Emperor couldn't help coughing up a big mouthful of black blood, then he stretched out his hand, sucked one of the silver armored corpses, and bit down on the neck.

"Ghost Emperor, we didn't provoke it, it was Ming Sha, that guy has already been turned into ashes by True Monarch Du Yu." The silver armored corpse did not dare to resist, and said cautiously.

"In the future, I'm talking about the future, don't you understand people's language?" Ghost Emperor Mengli threw the silver armored corpse against the wall.

With a sound of Peng, the silver-armored corpse slid down from the wall, and immediately stood upright, shrinking behind the other refined corpses.