From the power of space to the heavens 2

Chapter 381 379. Eight-Armed Blood Prison Shura Phase! ! !

Fox Qishan.

New Ghost King Zong.

In order to relieve Xiao Chi's pain, and to obtain a better place for the sect, Wan Wan often chose to build the Ghost King Sect on the destroyed Huqi Mountain.

In other words, Mount Huqi is where the new ghost king sect is located.

The time it takes to build a building out of thin air is usually calculated on a monthly basis, while the time it takes to build a sect out of thin air is basically calculated on a yearly basis.

Fortunately, Momen doesn't stick to trifles.

And under the same conditions, demon disciples are often more obedient than righteous disciples, and it is easier to accept and execute orders in obeying orders.

Therefore, the new Ghost King Sect was built very quickly.

In this regard, no one dared to express any opinion.

The ghost king's wife has just experienced the pain of losing her mother, and even the ghost king is dressed in mourning. At this juncture, who dares to express any opinion? !
Published, that is courting death!

The Ghost King Sect never lacks a disciple.

If it is really lacking, just relax the selection criteria for new disciples, and if necessary, there is a saying of temporarily making cannon fodder.

This is also the reason why the Demon Sect's reputation has always been bad, but it can still compete with the righteous way, and even set off a war between righteousness and demons.

But cannon fodder and disciples are two different things after all.

Just like the disciples of Qingyunmen and Daotong.

In the ghost king sect, there is a clear gap between disciples and cannon fodder, and because the magic sect generally uses the screening method of raising Gu to screen new disciples, even many demon sects implement this system to the entire sect after screening new disciples. Therefore, although most of the disciples of the demon sect are fierce in temperament, and they can often defeat the strong with the weak when fighting, their number is also smaller than that of the orthodox sect.

Fortunately, there is no time to talk about the assessment of the Demon Sect, let alone conditions, and there is no requirement for the identity of the examiner. The only requirement is to have enough roots to embark on the road of cultivating immortals.
It can be described as simple and rude to the extreme.

What recruits every ten years?

What asks the steps and asks the heart?
None!
Now that the rules are more stringent and the reputation is not good, the only way to maintain the strength of the sect is to recruit every year, or even recruit whenever there is a chance!

As for mood requirements
To get out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, do you still need to test your state of mind?

Totally unnecessary!
Because even if he is a good person, if he can come out of the ghost king's wit, his personality must have changed, or his thinking will go to extremes, or his temperament will go to extremes.

Therefore, the way to master the magic door is actually very simple.

The cultivation base is strong enough!
Just like the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago.

Don't play tricks with your demons.

Surrender, live!

If you don't submit, die!
Brutely brought the Blood Refining Hall all the way to the top.

It's a pity that once such a character dies, the Demon Sect will naturally fall apart.

But this is enough to prove the rules in the magic sect, that is, whoever has the biggest fist is justified, and there is no need to pay attention to a righteous name before inheriting a position like in the orthodox sect.

The only thing is that the towns under the rule of various magic sects suffer.

When the age is over, as long as it is detected that it has the bones to become a cultivator, it will be taken away forcibly, and even if it dies, no news will be sent back.

It can be described as cruel to the extreme.

But the benefits are also huge.

This place pays more attention to class division than Heyang City.

A family with cultivators is better than a family without cultivators. Most importantly, the disciples of the Ghost King Sect can go down the mountain at will!
In other words, these ghost king sect disciples can completely help the family, or elevate the poor family when they left to the level of an aristocratic family.

of course.

It's okay to talk about it on the ghost king's own territory.

If he left the territory of the Ghost King Sect and was killed by a disciple who also belonged to the Ghost King Sect, then the final result would only be unlucky.

Ghost King Zong would not find out about this kind of thing.

Only on your own territory will you check it.

After all, Ghost King Sect also wants to let these mortals see the hope of climbing up, instead of making everyone get used to this incorrect cannibalism.

Therefore, just as there are towns in the righteous way, there are also towns in the magic way, but there is a certain gap in the richness and size of the towns, and there is also a certain gap in the number of towns.

Just like there is Heyang City near Qingyun Gate, which occupies the Central Plains; Ghost King Sect also has a town under its own control, but it is located in a remote place, and the order in the town is chaotic, and the economic system is not as good as Heyang City.

The upper limit of both is self-evident.

But when the ghost king's clan shifted, the center of gravity of these towns would naturally shift, and the new blood produced under his rule would also fluctuate.

But even if it is floating, it can't be so outrageous!
Ten thousand people threw their notebooks on the table angrily, frowned, stared at Xuanwu who was kneeling in front of him and trembled in silence for a long while, then slowly restrained his anger, and asked lightly:

"Please explain to me, what is going on this year?"

Xuanwu who was kneeling on the ground secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then glanced at Qinglong and Baihu who were looking at each other, and while scolding them bloody in his heart, he replied in a low voice:

"There was an accident, there was a child who was fierce"

It's okay not to listen to this explanation.

As soon as he heard it, Wan Wan felt his anger surging upwards. He glanced at the two extremely outrageous numbers of new disciples in the book, and two veins suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"Then what are you eating?!"

"This is the Ghost King School, not the Hehuan School!"

"Rules are dead, so are you dead too?"

"Look at this number"

Ten thousand people grabbed the notebook, suppressed their anger and gritted their teeth and read word by word:

"This year's new disciples, there are [-] females and [-] males!"

"Even if the Acacia faction chooses the stove, they didn't choose this way, do you understand?!"

"Take a step back, I can understand even reaching a hundred!"

"One stubble can outweigh ten bastards!"

"What you lose in quantity, you can make up for in quality!"

"But the total number of male disciples is not even half of the number of female disciples. If this continues, do you want my ghost king sect to be completely broken?!"

Xuanwu was sweating coldly.

But to be honest, he had nothing to explain.

The rules are there.

Three hundred people form a group, and only one hundred people survived.

Moreover, in order to arouse the viciousness of all the examiners, this news will be disseminated in advance and spread to the ears of all the examiners in the form of gossip, and a shortcut is left for some smart people. The night before the war, all the locks on all the doors were revoked!

what does this mean?
A smart person can figure it out.

For example, carry out night raids and reduce competitors in advance.

Therefore, although a group of [-] people is said to be a group, this number is often not reached, and before the start of the war, there have been cases of passing the qualifications ahead of time in the past, and there is no need for survivors to continue fighting, because the remaining examiners, even There are less than one hundred people.

But Xuanwu really didn't expect it!
overnight!
one person!
A knife!

More than two hundred children of the same age were killed!
Directly wipe out all the opponents in the arena!

What is this human?
Therefore, when Xuanwu learned of this result, he was also quite confused. He even went to the assessment site without believing in evil, and then saw many ghost king disciples who should maintain order, carefully holding their own magic weapons Gathered into a circle, there is a child in the circle who seems to have been bathed in blood, and is sleeping peacefully.

To be honest, Xuanwu didn't even want to recall that embarrassing scene at that time.

A group of young people in their late teens or twenties, with cultivation bases on their bodies, and their average cultivation level can reach the level of the imperial envoy magic weapon, then nervously held the magic weapon and pointed it at a five-year-old child , and this child doesn't have half a point of cultivation.
The word "counseling" protrudes from the whole!

Then the other two arenas also had serious troubles.

Although slightly inferior to this outrageous stubble, they are also extremely smart to form a group, with fifty-two people in one group and twenty-four people in the other group, and then these two groups will eat up the remaining two arenas up
So far, there are a total of more than [-] school-age disciples in the three arenas, only [-] survived. Including the more than [-] children who were eliminated in the first two levels, there are only [-] children in total. Eighty-seven survived.

It's no wonder that thousands of people are so angry.

On the girl's side, it's more or less reasonable.

Out of [-] people, there were [-] out of them. Roughly, only one out of four survived.

But the data on the boy's side is too miserable!

Eighty-seven out of [-] people, not one out of twelve survived, and only one out of thirteen or fourteen people survived!
Who can put it on who can not be angry?

You know, this is the selection of disciples.

Not screening cannon fodder!
If the selection of cannon fodder is this number, ten thousand people will not even frown. After all, the roots of all cannon fodder have not reached the standard of cultivating immortals, and they don't feel bad when they die.

But out of the [-] children who were capable of cultivating immortals, only [-] survived in the end, which is even less than the number of disciples that can be recruited through the most severe assessment of Qingyunmen!

But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more!

Ten thousand people knew this truth very well, so they could only sigh helplessly, ignite flames at their fingertips, burn this disturbing book, then flung their sleeves and walked out with a bad expression.

"Come on! Xuanwu!"

"Get to know me, the new disciple who started this time!"

The sound of gnashing of teeth came from outside the door.

Under the gloating eyes of Qinglong and Baihu, Xuanwu stood up with a wry smile, then walked in front of the two of them involuntarily, and forcibly hooked their necks and walked out the door.

Obviously, it was a plan to drag the two of them into the water and carry out the plan of sharing difficulties.

However, Qinglong and Baihu did not struggle much.

The three of them, plus Suzaku next to the suzerain's wife, will not be easily used by the ghost king, let alone killed by the ghost king because of a small mistake.

The scolding is already the most severe.

Penalties are almost non-existent.

Because each of them carries a considerable responsibility.

If they were injured due to punishment, or even died in battle with their wounds, then, let alone whether they would feel sad for the death of a rabbit or a fox, just talking about Ghost King Zong would be hurt.

Therefore, although the two of them are not interested in Xuanwu, it seems that there is nothing wrong with the small mistake this time, coupled with the indifference just now, which makes Xuanwu have a difficult time being the same.

In this way, the three followed behind ten thousand people.

And tens of thousands of people flew towards the venue with a bad face...

……

……

"I have to say, this demon door is really sincere."

"The aspect of appearing in front of people is really well done."

Sitting on his own chair, Lu Yuan looked left and right calmly. A large piece of empty chairs were neatly placed on the ground in front of him, behind him, left, right, and right. Skip the empty chairs and look into the distance. On the left side, three-quarters of the seats for female disciples are vacant, and on the right side, seven-eighths of the seats for male disciples are vacant.

and where he is
Well, there's a three hundred and ninety-nine percent vacancy.
Very, very special and eye-catching!
While Lu Yuan was looking left and right, many people were also looking at him with horror, and whispering voices also appeared at the same time.

"Then who? Why are you alone?"

The girl asked her best friend beside her.

She and the other party crawled out of the dead.

No one betrayed anyone.

So the two of them can come out alive.

And the best friend next to the girl obviously noticed it too. After looking carefully, her face suddenly became a little frightened, and she subconsciously replied, "I don't know? No! Why is there no one around him?"

And a girl behind the two girls seemed to have heard the whispering, followed the eyes of the two girls and glanced at Lu Yuan, her face changed: "Don't you know?"

"What should we know together?"

The two women asked in unison.

Immediately, I saw this girl who seemed to know something inside lowered her voice, she didn't even dare to point her finger, and whispered with a bit of admiration and an inexplicable charm:

"It's just a gossip that has just spread!"

"Over there, a killing god appeared!"

"It is said that a person killed through an area!"

"The two of you should also know that these seats were drawn up after passing the first test, in order to prove how many people participated in the assessment, and now, the empty chairs represent the death of the numbered person, with an average of three hundred. Numbers are divided into an area, which is the assessment we passed before."

"And he! Alone! Killed through an area!"

"And it's not just killing people. No one knows what method he used or when he started to do it. They only know that when the door is opened to release people the next morning, there will be no one alive except him!"

"So, even if there was an internal strife that night, at least his hands were covered with the blood of more than two hundred people. It was a real beheading of a hundred people! Human massacre!!!"

Speaking of this, the girl who gave the two girls science popularization turned rosy unconsciously, and there was a little tremor in her voice, and she couldn't help admiring:

"There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky."

"A long time ago, my uncle, the disciples of our sect, once told me that real geniuses crawl out from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The blood of no less than fifty people was stained here."

"I never believed it was true."

"But now, I believe it!"

"Because there is a Rentu standing not far from me!"

"Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan hehe"

"Even if I'm destroyed by him, I'm willing to. Huh."

The more the two girls listened, the more they felt something was wrong.

It wasn't until the "嘿" came out that he moved the stool forward like an electric shock to avoid the disgusting girl behind him.

Perhaps, something is wrong with this girl.

Maybe it's something wrong with them.

In short, there must be something wrong with one side.

But judging from the current overall situation, there is no doubt that something is wrong with these two girls, because most of the girls are staring at Lu Yuan directly, as if they want to swallow Lu Yuan alive.

Most of the girls who crawled out of the dead had already abandoned such things as restraint and turned into beasts, knowing what they needed to fight for.

The entry competition is so fierce, who can guarantee that there will be no competition after entry?

At that time, these girls are still new disciples who have just started, what are they going to use to fight the old disciples, what capital do they have to fight the old disciples?
Don't think girls are fools.

Girls who live under the rule of the devil know how to maximize their benefits.

For example, the unprecedented human Tu Luyuan!
Yes, he is indeed a little younger.

But I can't help but have great potential!

Instead of yielding to the old disciple and getting back the little cultivation resources that he donated, it is better to give him the most precious thing in him.

This is maximizing profits!

of course.

The decision is always in the hands of the other party.

But it's just a possibility, and it's actually worth fighting for!

If you work hard, you will be successful.

Not to mention becoming the wife of the future suzerain, but just becoming the wife of a Dharma protector of the Ghost King Sect, this is all a matter of grasping!
Because the opponent's lower limit is at least a guardian!
In other words, it is the same as the current Qinglong and others.

Such a future is enough for these girls to gamble!
But in the final analysis, it is caused by the surrounding environment.

The girls all had extremely keen eyesight, but none of them dared to take the initiative to strike up a conversation; and although the remaining boys also had a lot of grievances, none of them dared to strike up a conversation at this juncture.

What a joke!
Talk to a killer?
Do you think you died too slowly?
Or do you think your big brother is not cruel enough?

Die loyal and die loyal, the ending is not necessarily the death of the master.

But the grass on the wall must be the first to die.

Therefore, although many whispers were about Lu Yuan, so far, no one dared to talk to Lu Yuan, not even pointing fingers at Lu Yuan.

It can be said that the prestige is full.

"However, it's the prestige of a red name."

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan couldn't help laughing at himself, then sighed tiredly, and was about to close his eyes to recover his energy.

But he didn't know that ten thousand people had come behind him at some point!
Today's Lu Yuan has no cultivation base.

He converted all his cultivation into potentials, and then evenly distributed them among the five clones, trying to get the best start for the five clones.

The space cannot be used because of the suppression of the rules.

Therefore, Lu Yuan's warning ability can be said to be extremely low.

In addition, the cultivation base of Ten Thousand People is stronger than that of Lu Yuan at his peak state, so it is reasonable that Lu Yuan can't perceive it now.

of course.

Ten thousand people never think that a little doll can perceive their own existence, geniuses are just geniuses after all, and there is still a big gap between them and the strong.

But on this child.
He saw unprecedented hope!
That is the hope of a higher realm!

Wanwan had never fought Daoxuan before, and because the inheritance of the Ghost King Sect was not as long as that of the Qingyun Sect, for his own strength, Wanwan couldn't know how many levels of the Yuqing Realm he was like Qingyun Sect, or How many levels are there in the super-clear and taiqing state?

But according to that vague perception, Wanwan is actually very clear that he has touched the threshold of a higher level, that is, Taoist Qingye who single-handedly pulled Qingyunmen to the peak, or the black-hearted old man hundreds of years ago. layer boundary.

In other words, it is the level of the eighth or ninth floor of the supernatant.

It is neither far nor near from Taiqingjing.

But the more one reaches this stage, the more clearly ten thousand people see how much their talents limit themselves, and the more desperate they become about that realm.

But in this child, relying on the child's roots, relying on the child's heart, as long as the child does not die young, even if he can't step into that realm, he can go farther than him on this road!

Most importantly, this child is only five years old!

It's like a blank sheet of paper, he can paint as he wants, without worrying about the negative effects, he just needs to use certain things to cultivate well, and then use the teacher-student relationship to guide it!

However, Wan Wan did not underestimate this "Lu Yuan".

A genius idea that many people find hard to understand.

Including him, it may be difficult to understand.

But his hundreds of years of experience are not in vain after all!
Ten thousand people have the confidence to build a relationship with this child!
And for this child.
"Not to mention the death of more than [-] people, even if it is exchanged for a Dharma protector, although it will hurt muscles and bones in a short period of time, in the long run, it is undoubtedly quite cost-effective!"

Everyone was extremely excited.

But on the face, he remained calm, and stretched out his hand, wanting to pat the child from behind, and establish a communication channel first.

But something unexpected happened!

Just when the hands of thousands of people were still an inch away from Lu Yuan's shoulder, a large amount of blood-red mist emerged from Lu Yuan's body out of thin air, and immediately gathered more and more, forming a thick black mist!

Wan Wan's brows could not help but tremble slightly.

While raising his hand to stop Qinglong Baihu Xuanwu and others, he continued to grab down calmly and directly pressed Lu Yuan's shoulder.

In an instant, the black mist seemed to be enraged.

The air instantly became icy cold, with small snowflakes floating at an unknown time, the black mist slowly spread, and a boundless phantom of a sea of ​​blood emerged from it!
Clang! ! !
The Qiankun Qingguang ring suddenly burst into blue light, enveloping the user Qinglong, and at the same time, enveloping the ghost king and others!

But the sea of ​​blood passed through the blue light without any hindrance!

"Relax, there is no lethality!"

Wan Wan reminded everyone behind him.

But before the voice of thousands of people came down, the sea of ​​blood began to churn, and with Lu Yuan as the core, a huge vortex appeared!

The bloody thunder and lightning struck out of thin air!

The blood-colored waves turned against the sky!

A figure with eight arms and a body covered in blood-colored armor slowly rose from the vortex, and a monstrous killing intent erupted instantly, sweeping the entire venue indiscriminately!
All the children were temporarily deprived of their will!

Even if it is tens of thousands of people, I can't help being in a daze for a moment!
However, Ten Thousand People is the King of Ghosts after all.

The cultivation bases of Qinglong and others are also real.

But just this short moment of distraction, in a battle, against an opponent of the same level, is enough for them to die ten times or eight times!
"what is this?"

Qinglong controlled the corners of his twitching eyes, searched in his mind for a while, and asked the ghost king Wan Wan in front of him with a bit of bewilderment.

Ten thousand people often did not answer.

Because he doesn't know either.

But someone knows!
"This is the Eight-Armed Blood Prison Shura!"

"One of the different phases!"

"When you reach a certain level, you will naturally be recognized by heaven and earth, and heaven and earth will give you a kind of recognition according to your talent!"

"Out of phase, that's the kind of recognition!"

Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes and restrained his second abnormality. While explaining to the people behind him, he couldn't help silently sighing with emotion about this magical world.

This world is amazing.

Because these abnormalities were not created by him!

It is a kind of recognition from heaven and earth!
although
Until now, he has not figured out what the criteria for this judgment are.
(End of this chapter)