I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 528 Assessment
The core area of ​​the Bloodthirsty Sect, near the Vientiane Cave, at the entrance of a simple log cabin.

A piece of bloody light flew from a distance. In front of the wooden house, the bloody light stopped, and amidst the twists and changes, Ming Lao's figure slowly appeared from the virtual to the real.

Pushing open the door, he walked into the cabin.

The wooden house is very simple, but for Ming Lao, it is enough to have a place to stay.

The things other than money, gold and silver have long been like dung in his eyes.

He lives here only because it is relatively close to the Vientiane Cave.

"As the saying goes, you don't hit someone in the face when you hit someone. That person, who only hit me in the face, is really not a thing."

"Also, my teeth were knocked out several times by him."

"This appearance, how does this make me see people..."

Picking up the copper mirror on the table, Old Ming looked left and right, he gritted his teeth and cursed.

From his point of view, he would rather suffer some internal injuries than let someone beat his old face like this.

After all, no matter how serious the internal injury was, others couldn't see it, and they didn't know the extent of his injury, but this injured face could be clearly seen by others at a glance.

"Fortunately, I was curious and went to the jungle to check."

"If you want to change to other people, even if you are bloodless and godless, if you meet a strong person of this level, I'm afraid it's over and you won't be able to come back."

"No, you must tell the suzerain about such a strong man appearing near the sect."

"Otherwise, who knows how many disciples of Chen Hai will be lost outside this jungle..."

The blood and gods that Elder Ming said were naturally Chen Hainei and the other elders.

Apart from myself, in the Bloodthirsty Sect, we are the weakest.

Compared with us, even the bloodthirsty lord Gui Youya is much weaker. I haven't even stepped into the fourth realm of Thunder Tribulation yet.

Thinking of the various threats posed by the weakling of the unknown Holy Gate, Ming Lao quickly stood up, turned around and walked inside.

Even the swollen face like a pig's head, I have time to deal with, and I have time to take care of it.

One incense stick of time ago, in a side hall, Ming Lao and Gui Youya sat facing each other.

"You mean, in the jungle far away from Chen Hai, there are weaklings from the holy sect who have no position but know where they came from?"

"Your injuries..."

Before hearing what Elder Ming told him, Gui Youya was shocked.

I looked at Ming Lao's pig-headed face for a few times, and I wanted to say something, but I hesitated.

"It's just a little flesh wound, what is it!"

"Compared with you, this person is more seriously injured. It's a pity that you can only defeat me, but keep me."

"You have to guard the Vientiane Blood Pond. After all, this place is the most important place for your bloodthirsty sect."

"As for the outside of the jungle, he'd better issue a notice to prohibit the doormen from approaching here."

"Outside the mountain gate, he has to worry about it. Without the small formation of the guardian sect, without you, I suspect that this person has the courage to dare to trespass there!"

Calm and composed, Ming Lao said.

Although some of my words are not true, I feel that they are white lies.

After all, in the Bloodthirsty Sect, these elders are just the weakest in the face, and only Ou Yangming, Chen Hainei, is the real God of Dinghai.

If I told Gui Youya honestly that I, Ouyang Ming, was this man's opponent, my nose was bruised and my face was swollen, and several teeth were knocked out...

Who knows how the entire Bloodthirsty Sect will panic because of that news?
"The matter of prohibiting the gatekeepers from approaching this jungle, you will pass it on immediately."

"There must be no reason for everything. Since this unknown weak man occupies the jungle far away from you Chen Hai, I must have no plans."

"There is no small possibility, I am here for your Bloodthirsty Sect."

"Fortunately, you are the ignorant old man in your sect. That time, you fought with this person, and you taught him a lesson."

"Before you know it's your opponent, I hope this person can be more interesting and go in honestly!"

With a simple complexion, Gui Youya sighed and said with emotion.

Hearing what I said, Mr. Ming nodded in satisfaction. I really want to draw Ding Yong's face through pictures.

In that case, when the bloodthirsty sect saw the sect, they would naturally be unaware.

It's a pity, I clearly remember, I seem to have seen Ding Yong's appearance later, but after thinking about it, I just figured out what this person looked like.

After explaining a few words to Gui Youya again, I stood up and walked towards the entrance of the hall in a detour.

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At the entrance of the Bloodthirsty Sect's mountain gate, behind this huge archway is engraved with "Bloodthirsty land, trespassers will die".

The sect, which was about to look for an opportunity to sneak in, lingered in the capital for a while.

"The non-protecting patriarchal array completely enveloped the Bloodthirsty Sect's residence, especially the entrance of the mountain gate, which was heavily blocked."

"Weakly break through the blockade of the magic circle and break into it. For you, the problem is small."

"Thinking of gods, knowing ghosts, or feeling mixed in? That seems to be very difficult, and you seem to be able to do it!"

Frowning, Ding Yong muttered a few words.

Ye Qingqing is in the bloodthirsty sect, and it seems that she is very wrong. It is obviously not appropriate to come to visit you by herself, and to ruin the situation as soon as she comes.

Since it is possible to break in by force, if this sect wants to retreat into it, it can only think of other ways.

After much deliberation, and before I became firm for a while, I finally took small steps, directly crossed the huge archway, and walked outside.

"Stop, show your identity token!"

One on the right and one on the left, each with two Bloodthirsty Sect disciples guarding both sides of the trail at the entrance of the mountain.

Our strength is like that of the seventh realm and the seventh realm.

In the course of cultivation, if the strength can step below the seventh level, it can already be called strength.

The entrance of the mountain gate is where our Bloodthirsty Sect's portal is located. If the people stationed outside are too weak, our Bloodthirsty Sect will feel ashamed.

Seeing Zongmen, these people looked me up and down.

Then, one of them took a step back, pointed at me and asked sharply.

"In Shangding Yong, a casual cultivator, the eighth realm Yukong, even if he is weak, he can be regarded as the lineage of the Holy Gate."

"I heard that the noble sect is recruiting Keqing, so I know, are you lucky enough to be able to join it!"

Clasped his fists and greeted several people, Zongmen responded with a smile.

Later, when Deng Qian invited me to be the guest secretary of the Bloodthirsty Sect, I was not moved at all.

It's just that, considering that there are many people in the Bloodthirsty Sect who are weaker than me, I am worried that there will be many restrictions before joining the Bloodthirsty Sect. I will finally agree to it until I am determined again.

But now, I already have that concern.

Mao Sui recommended himself, if I can really be a guest, if I want to meet Ye Qingqing, it will be very convenient.

"Eighth Realm Yukong..."

The attitude of these guards suddenly changed.

There are so many elders in Chen Hai, and their strength is only at that level.

Among the dozens or hundreds of guest ministers affiliated to the Hall of Guest Ministers, there are only a few people whose strength can reach the sky-defending realm, and they can be counted with a single slap.

People of that level of strength came down on their own initiative and wanted to join the Bloodthirsty Sect to become a guest lord. Those few guards in front of them, if they wanted to pay attention to it, they would do it at all.

Several people whispered a few words, followed by one of them hurriedly, and left quickly.

"Wait for now, the person who just left has already gone to inform the deacon of Ke Qingdian."

"Before the villain deacon comes over, if you pass my assessment, you will naturally be able to successfully join your bloodthirsty sect and become a glorious guest servant!"

Of the remaining eight guards, one of them greeted Zongmen with a smile on his face.

"No trouble everyone!" After expressing his thanks, Zongmen nodded in response.

After waiting for a long time, very slowly, the guard who had just left, led a middle-aged man in green clothes, and rushed back there again.

"In Shangluodong, he is the deacon of the Bloodthirsty Sect's Keqing Palace. Do you want to join your Keqing Palace?"

After casually bowing his hands, the man who called himself Luo Dong looked up and down at the sect, and asked politely.

"Yes, your name is Zongmen. It is true that you want to join our Bloodthirsty Sect and become a guest." Ding Yong nodded in response without any firmness.

"Yes, that's fine. There is no essential difference between the power of your holy sect and the power possessed by immortal practitioners."

"The assessment of him is very complicated. Come, let's punch you."

"Remember, go all out and don't hold back, you, someone, have also stepped into the realm of Yukong."

"Is he from the lineage of your holy sect? Is he really stepping into the eighth realm Yukong? You can tell the difference naturally with just one punch."

Full of confidence, Luo Dong stood with his hands behind his back. When I said that, I deliberately pointed my thumb at the sect.

Compared with our kind of Chen Hai who has no broken inheritance, the combat power of casual cultivators, especially, is notoriously inferior.

Ding Yong behind his eyes, since he was born as a casual cultivator, even if I am really the eighth realm Yukong, so what?
On the surface, it looks polite, but in fact, Luo Dong really ignored me.

(End of this chapter)