Bring a krypton gold system to be the leader of the clan

"Yunci Village is 876 miles away from Yuanshan Village." Song Zizhen replied after the system automatically deducted the money.

That's okay, it's so far away, it's unlikely that this guy will come over after he's full!After all, it was impossible to come here specifically to kill Zhang San.

If nothing else, the massacre of Yunci Village should have been for the purpose of upgrading weapons, not for other purposes, so he should not follow Zhang San.

Song Zizhen's heart was in turmoil, and he thought about it carefully. After all, this was not something he could do carelessly.

Finally, with Zhang San's uneasy mood and expectant eyes, he said to Zhang San: "You are not qualified enough."

Zhang San's eyes immediately dimmed, and then Song Zizhen said again: "However, I agree with you joining the Zixiao Sect."

Then Song Zizhen turned to Wang Erniu and the other five people and said, "From now on, you are also disciples of Zixiao Sect."

Hearing this, Wang Erniu and the other five people were very excited. Their elders also beamed with joy. Their faces instantly felt bright, and the surrounding villagers also expressed their congratulations.

Tears rolled in Zhang San's eyes, "Thank you, Master." Zhang San kowtowed three times to Song Zizhen.

"You haven't come over to meet the leader yet?" Wang Xiaolei shouted to Wang Erniu, Wang Gaoda and other eight people.

"Disciple has met the master." The eight people immediately came out and knelt down and kowtowed to Song Zizhen.

"Okay, okay, today you join my Zixiao sect. You should unite with your fellow sects, respect your teachers, strive for self-improvement, and be open-minded."

"I sincerely follow the teachings of the master." Eight people, plus Zhang San, a total of nine people kowtowed to Song Zizhen again.

"Well, Junior Brother Wang, please register the information of these disciples. Today, let them go back to their respective homes and say goodbye to their elders. They will go up the mountain with me tomorrow."

Song Zizhen turned around and gave instructions to Wang Xiaolei.

"Yes, senior brother." Wang Xiaolei bowed slightly to Song Zizhen and immediately went to register the information of these disciples.

The crowd instantly became excited, and there were various voices, including those congratulating each other, some complimenting, and some expressing regret.

Song Zizhen looked at the excited crowd and then at the nine disciples he had summoned, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

The qualifications of the villagers from Yuanshan Village were actually not as bad as expected. Three of them barely met the training requirements, and the remaining five were very close.

However, there is still one person short of the ten-person requirement for the mission. How early can it be?You can't just recruit someone with a qualification of less than 15 just casually, right?

well!Trouble!If you can't find a suitable one within the deadline of the task, just hire someone at random.

Song Zizhen was thinking wildly in his heart and walked to Zhao Dabao's house. Zhao Dabao had already cleaned the room in advance and prepared it for Song Zizhen.

When he learned that the head of Zixiao Sect was coming, Zhao Dabao originally wanted to give his room to Song Zizhen, but Wang Xiaolei refused because the head might not be used to living in other people's rooms.

Song Zizhen is currently in a spare room in Zhao Dabao's house. In the entire Yuanshan Village, probably only the village chief's house has a spare room.

After all, the whole village is poor. Which family would build an extra room when they have nothing to do? Do they have a lot of spare money?

The facilities in the room are very simple, a wooden bed, a small table, and nothing else.

However, Song Zizhen didn't care about this. After all, he didn't care too much about it.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and started practicing. As a leader, the pressure is naturally very high, especially since his current strength is only in the late stage of Qi training.

Although he is already at the highest level of combat power in the Zixiao Sect, he is still at the bottom of the pack in the entire Anhong County.

Before reaching the pill-forming stage, the Zixiao Sect did not have enough say in Anhong County, because during the Qi-training stage, they were only at the bottom among the monks.

Now Song Zizhen must seize the time to improve himself and develop his sect at the same time.

When practicing with full concentration, time always passes quickly, and the time has come to the ugly time.

Song Zizhen stopped practicing, stood up, and waved his arms casually. Although it was already midnight, he still didn't feel sleepy at all.

Opening the door gently, Song Zizhen quietly walked out of the room.

A bright moon hangs in the night sky. The moonlight is bright and clear, making it a beautiful night scene.

Song Zizhen was walking on the path of Yuanshan Village. Although it was just a poor small village, there was something interesting about walking in it.

Unknowingly, Song Zizhen had walked out of Yuanshan Village and followed the path extending from the village to a forest outside Yuanshan Village.

I didn't expect that I would end up here after just walking around casually.Song Zizhen laughed in his heart and said that he likes to think wildly when walking.

Shaking his head, Song Zizhen snorted softly and planned to go home.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came. Just when Song Zi was about to hide, a figure suddenly staggered out.

What came out was a thin but handsome young man, wearing a green shirt and a patterned brocade belt around his waist.

Unfortunately, at this time, the young man's abdomen seemed to have been seriously injured. Blood was oozing out, and the hand covering the young man's abdomen was also stained red.

Seeing Song Zizhen, a trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, but he immediately put away the surprise.

"Brother, please help me and save my life." The young man tried his best to look sincere, but the pain in his abdomen made his expression a little distorted.

"I'm afraid I can't help you." Song Zizhen shook his head and refused without thinking.

If you go out at night, you will definitely bump into someone and be chased. This plot is too cliche!Song Zizhen complained secretly in his heart.

However, Song Zi really didn't dare to help casually. After all, he didn't know the other party's bottom line. If this young man's enemy was a powerful force or a big shot, wouldn't he be in trouble!

"Don't worry, brother, the one who is chasing me is just a monk in the middle stage of alchemy formation!" The young man saw Song Zizhen's strange expression and guessed that Song Zizhen was probably afraid of getting into trouble, so he said quickly.

Middle stage of elixir formation?Damn, goodbye!When Song Zizhen heard that the enemy opposite him was a monk in the alchemy stage or in the middle stage of alchemy, he immediately turned around and left.

Are you kidding me?Middle stage of elixir formation?I fell down with just one slap. I was only in the late stage of Qi training and was not good enough.

The young man may also realize that his language is inappropriate, right!In the later stage of pill formation, I am not considered a master in my eyes, but in this remote little place, the stage of pill formation is enough to dominate.

"Don't worry, brother, I have thrown away my enemy. He can't catch me here. I just want to find a place to heal my wounds."

The boy's face was already a little pale at this time, and it was obvious that the injuries he suffered caused him to lose too much blood.

Seeing that Song Zizhen seemed unmoved, the young man could only grit his teeth, and with a flash of light, a pack of spiritual stones appeared in his hand.

"If brothers help me today, just 50 spiritual stones would be disrespectful."

What?Already got rid of the enemy?

What?Have 50 spirit stones?