After the sect was destroyed, the whole continent relied on me to ascend

Chapter 36 The sect restarts
Jingxuan Continent is bustling again.

Luo Jiuqiu restarted the sect at Baiyue Peak, the former site of Baiyue Sect, claiming to be the sect leader, recruiting talents from all over the world, and recruiting disciples after three months.As soon as this news came out, it flew all over the world like snowflakes in the blink of an eye, shocking the world.

The Moon Worshiping Sect reopened its gates and advertised to the world, but no visitors were seen.

At the same time, the slightly famous Archery Wushuang Sect announced that it would be merged into the Moon Worshiping Sect. The original leader of the Wushuang Sect, Yong Huai, was an outer disciple of the Moon Worshiping Sect 600 years ago.

The world was shocked again.

I thought the Moon Worshiping Sect was dead, but the former young sect leader was reborn after 600 years. The former senior brother Qingjue became the branch president of the Four Gods Guild, and the former outer sect disciple became the master of a sect that commanded thousands of arrow cultivators.

Now, the once righteous leader who was destroyed has been revived.

The strange thing is that the Four Gods Association and the Yuxu Sword Sect have no reaction at all, as if Luo Jiuqiu has never married anyone.He knew that Luo Jiuqiu was in the Moon Worship Sect, but no one came to see him.

Someone with good intentions quietly discussed, saying: "The Nine-Slay Sword Master and the Qing Jue of the Four Gods Association are both infatuated lovers. Knowing that Sect Master Luo is unwilling, he simply endures love and lets go. It is really great."

Without the restraint of Yunfu or Qingjue, the door of the Moon Worshiping Sect would have been trampled down by the two leaders of good and evil.

Luo Jiuqiu sneered at this.

In fact, Luo Jiuqiu suspected that these two people might be too tired to deal with her.

The Zhengqi Alliance, which had issued a fatwa to kill Luo Jiuqiu, had no response.

Luo Jiuqiu was so happy that he handed over everything in the sect to Yong Huai.

Luo Jiuqiu said: "Junior brother, you have experience as a sect leader. I believe you can restore the former glory of the Moon Worship Sect."

Facing Luo Jiuqiu's encouraging eyes, Yong Huai's eyes filled with tears, and he patted his chest vigorously to express his devotion to death.

Luo Jiuqiu was very pleased, but also very rude.

The first group of people who joined the sect, whether they had assassinated her, joined with a purpose, or betrayed the original sect for the secret method, were all put into a small trial realm, and those who came out alive were members of the Moon Worshiping Sect. Ranked by strength and contribution.

For a while, a small warehouse was filled with all kinds of secrets, elixirs, and strange objects of varying quality.

Under the leadership of Zhang Zhi and Ling Shuangshuang, the disciples of the original Wushuang Sect were simply appointed as the law enforcement team. They may not have high level of cultivation, but they have great power. They belong directly to Luo Jiuqiu, enforcing the law and specializing in punishment.

With a wave of his hand, Luo Jiuqiu appointed Zhang Zhi and Ling Shuangshuang as the guardians of the sect. The two were so grateful that they became the second idiot fans to firmly support Luo Jiuqiu after Yong Huai.

Luo Jiuqiu held her chin and looked at the prosperous Moon Worshiping Sect in front of her, and said thoughtfully: "I still need a powerful deputy sect leader."

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The sudden sound almost scared Luo Jiuqiu and rolled him down from the treetop.

Luo Jiuqiu rolled her eyes gracefully and slowly opened her lips: "Get out."

The person who came had flying black hair, a handsome face, and a cold body. He was Yunfu.

There was something wrong with Yunfu. He woke up after three days of coma. When he woke up, he asked the three classic idiot questions: "Who am I? Where am I? Who are you?" After asking, he stared straight at the door. Luo Jiuqiu entered and said, "You are my wife."

Yong Huai was so angry that he drew his sword on the spot. If it weren't for his two apprentices holding him tightly, he would have rushed to Yunfu to fight for his life.

Luo Jiuqiu was speechless and asked with a smile: "Are you stupid? I am your uncle!"

Yun Fu frowned and said seriously: "Halfway up the mountain, you said so."

Luo Jiuqiu recalled for a while, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said word by word: "I asked you if you came to kill your wife to prove the truth. Didn't you say that I am your wife." "Wife, you said it."

The veins on Luo Jiuqiu's forehead jumped, and he couldn't help but slap him with a knife.

The sword is not unsheathed because it is attached to spiritual energy, but it is also carrying a hurricane.

However, Yun Fu seemed to have taken the wrong medicine and did not hide. He was immediately slapped away. With a loud bang, his back hit the wall, creating a deep hole and being deeply embedded in it.

Yun Fu's face was expressionless, with a red mark on his face, and he was staring at Luo Jiuqiu, motionless.

Luo Jiuqiu slowly opened his eyes, his smile widened, and said: "I changed my mind. Since Sword Master has lost your memory and has no home, you should live in the Moon Worship Sect. This will always be your home."

With that said, Luo Jiuqiu ordered Yong Huai to find a rag for the Nine-Slay Sword Master to use as an apron and tie it to his thin waist, and also gave the Sword Master a broom.

Luo Jiuqiu carried Yunfu's heart and flew to the front mountain under the watchful eyes of a group of frightened disciples. He threw Yunfu down and pointed at the endless stone stairs connecting the top and bottom of the peak, saying: "Okay, family, here is It's yours to clean up before dark."

After saying that, he floated away ruthlessly.

Everyone thought that the Nine-Kill Sword Master was going to go crazy, but they didn't expect that he actually took a broom and swept the stone stairs step by step.

Yong Huai said worriedly: "That old man must have some agenda for enduring humiliation and burden. Senior sister, you have to be careful."

Luo Jiuqiu said indifferently: "Since his brain disease has worsened, it will be in vain if he doesn't use it. Let's talk about it someday when he can't stand it anymore."

So, Luo Jiuqiu, who was mad and at peace with himself, directly appointed the puppet of the Nine-Slay Sword Master as the first handyman after the restart of the Moon Worshiping Sect. At first, he ordered him to sweep the floor and cook, and at worst, he would slap him with his scabbard, sometimes Also be sarcastic and sarcastic.

However, the Nine-Slaughter Sword Lord worked hard without complaining and showed no resistance.

Yong Huai's evil was born out of fear. He put his hands on his hips and ordered Yunfu to rub his shoulders and back. The next second, he was slapped away with his sleeve by the latter. It took him a long time to crawl back from the Moon Worshiping Peak, three hundred miles away, with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Obviously, the Nine-Slay Sword Master is mentally ill but not really stupid. Even if he becomes a handyman, he is just a handyman for Luo Jiuqiu.

Now this handyman is going to make a big difference and actually wants to be the deputy sect leader.

Luo Jiuqiu couldn't help but sneer and climbed down from the top of the tall tree.

The handyman surnamed Yun was so bold that he had already been waiting underneath with open arms.

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows and fell into his cold embrace. He put his arms around each other's neck and said slowly: "What, you want to overthrow the world?"

Yun Fu held the person firmly, slowly tightened it, and said expressionlessly: "The whole sect is rubbish."

"I think you are trash." Luo Jiuqiu glared at him, resisted the urge to stab the man to death, and instead buried his head in the hollow of the other person's shoulder and neck.

She hadn't had enough fun yet, killing this man too early would be too advantageous for him.

Yunfu lowered his head and looked at the hair on Luo Jiuqiu's head, and the smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a vague call came from thousands of miles away, as if the subject was calling him to return.

But Yun Fu turned a deaf ear, and when he glanced up, a transparent barrier fell down, blocking the breath from being exposed.

At this moment, Yunfu's body, with half-black and half-white hair, was floating in the deepest cold pool of the Yuxu Sword Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Mountains, with a trace of blood slowly flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

The black-haired Yunfu raised the corners of his mouth, weighed the person in his arms, turned around without hesitation, stepped into the Moon Worshiping Sect, and continued to work as his handyman.

(End of this chapter)