Chapter 76: Fingers to Hell
Chapter 76: The Blink of an Infernal Hell
The metaphor of dwarf gopher is very appropriate.
There are 300 large prefectures in the Yunhai border, 300 small prefectures, and 300 small prefectures in the Xiaohongshan Prefecture is also a tail-slinger in the thousands of small prefectures.
The new monks from the six blessed places in Xiaohongshan Prefecture are indeed similar to grasshoppers.
These grasshoppers were planned with great enthusiasm, and they just opened a bottle of Linglu Drink to celebrate. However, as soon as the words "Grasshopper" of the dwarf gopher were finished, there were bursts of bangs over the green bamboo forest, just like a series of firecrackers set off during the Chinese New Year.
Accompanied by this series of explosions were waves of terrifying spiritual pressure, and invisible and intangible powerful aura and spiritual pressure.
All the new disciples of Yushan Blessed Land gathered in this green bamboo forest were all their hair standing upright. Some novices who were originally talking and laughing stopped talking and laughing, and they urinated on the spot.
The most powerful spiritual pressure broke out on the heads of these people.
These rookies who were still proud of their fingers suddenly had goose bumps on their sideburns, and they were so scared that they pounced on their way, trembling like chicken plague.
"Look at you bears."
A burst of unruly and unruly laughter fell in the air with deep contempt.
A monk in a big golden robe stopped over the bamboo forest while stepping on a group of hornets.
The group of wasps under his feet were all the size of fists, and their bodies were covered with golden lights like pure gold. There were spears more than three inches long on their butts, and their huge compound eyes rolled through golden lights from time to time - they all exuded extremely powerful, irritable, and terrifying spiritual power fluctuations.
These spiritual power fluctuations connect into a yellow cloud, steadily supporting this famous monk with a tall and powerful horse.
This monk is handsome and in the mortal world, he is at least a person who can change his son-in-law to his homeowner's son-in-law with his appearance, but now no one cares about his appearance.
"Uncle Yan!"
Hula! All the disciples of Yu Tianfudi who were not scared fell to the ground.
Any sect of cultivation values the seniority and the seniority.
When most cultivation sects are backed up, they usually do not matter when they enter the door sooner or later, but rather who the master you are with is.
Taking this Yushan blessed land as a list, all disciples with cultivation in the Qi Refining Stage are led by the nine elders respectively.
So as long as you are in the Qi Refining Period, no matter if you are a student ten years ago or just this year, you are all the generation.
Even if you reach the foundation-building stage, if you are not officially included in the school by an elder with higher seniority and accepted it as a true disciple, then this generation will still not be able to improve.
Now the entire Yushan blessed land is divided into four generations, but in fact, three generations are useful.
The oldest generation is the uncle and uncle level of the master of the Yushan Fudi Sect Master. There are only two left. They have finally condensed the golden elixir, but they are never able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul. Basically, their life span has been exhausted. They use some spiritual medicine to hang their lives. The only function is "human bombs" - at the critical moment of life and death of some sects, the self-destructing golden elixir exerts its residual heat and acts as a perverted magic weapon.
Now Yan Qichu, who suddenly came, is the junior brother of the Master of the Fudi Sect of Yushan, who is one generation older than the elders who brought these rookies, but what really makes the most of the world is his cultivation.
Yan Qichu is a great Jindan cultivator who truly condensed the golden elixir!
In addition to the two "human bombs" in Yushan Blessing Land, there are only three Jindan stage monks, including the sect leader.
Previously, these rookies and monks knew that there would be big figures coming to preside over the sect, but they never expected that such a big Buddha would come.
Even Chen Rong, who is recognized as the leader among this group of rookies, was covered in cold sweat.
"Don't say that one generation is worse than another, it's really worse than one year."
The reactions of these rookies made Yan Qichu's nostrils spew out two golden elixirs.
His words are not about relying on his seniority.
The three Jindan monks who were in the battle for the age of Yushan Fudi are all in his generation.
Their next generation, namely Chen Rong and others, currently, don’t even have one who is expected to successfully condense the golden elixir.
But at least there are several talented spiritual root monks.
By Chen Rong and his generation, Yushan Blessed Land recruited trial disciples every year, and for decades, he had not even seen the shadow of spiritual root cultivators.
Among the new monks in the past few years, at least a few good seedlings with firm minds and rapid cultivation of the foundation-building stage have appeared. In the past few years, these seedlings have not been seen.
"Uncle Yan, why are you here in person?" Chen Rong wiped the soybeans on her forehead and stood up. She stood up and asked.
At least there is one with some kind.
Yan Qichu's face calmed down a little.
But he was too lazy to talk nonsense to these rookies and monks, and rolled up his sleeves: "Put off the mess you carry with you and set off immediately."
“Go away now?”
These rookies were in an uproar.
Especially Fan Jinjue, Han Lizong and others who had just conspired to make a big plan almost burst into their eyes.
These people are closest to Yan Qichu.
Yan Qi saw the intense emotional changes most clearly at the first glance.
"Don't be slow!"
Yan Qichu's expression changed slightly, and his tone was just a little heavier. The wasp's wings swung slightly heavier. The fluctuations of spiritual energy made these rookies and monks turn over several fights.
How dare these people say nothing?
This is not an ordinary demon bee.
This is a elixir insect cultivated by the Golden Pill Cultivation with the Golden Pill Qi. Any needle that can be removed will completely destroy both body and spirit, and all the cultivation paths will become floating clouds.
"Every drink and every peck is determined by heaven!"
Yan Qichu restrained his contempt and waved his hand. Yellow clouds spread out from the elixir demon bees, wrapping all the busy rookies.
With a "swoosh", when these rookies and monks reacted, they were already in high altitude.
"Coincidentally, I discovered this secret place not only the six blessed places in Xiaohongshan Prefecture, but also the Dayu blessed land and Langshan blessed land in Dushan Prefecture. I don't know whether you are lucky or unfortunate. The two brothers behind you didn't have time to arrive. This secret place has appeared in advance under the arrangement of the group of kids in Dayu blessed land and Langshan blessed land. Now the fate of our Yushan blessed land has fallen on you, a group of incompetent novices!"
These rookies were still in shock and thoughts were full of thoughts in their minds. When they remembered many monks who fell to death from high altitudes in the record, they could already hear Yan Qichu's voice mixed with annoyance and regret.
A storm mixed with countless grass mud horses swept through the hearts of all the rookies in the blessed land of Yushan.
It's really a blink of an eye and a blink of an eye. After a blink of an eye, I've arrived at the gate of hell.
This secret place is not a vacation trip, and the danger is mixed with great luck.
The six blessed places in Xiaohongshan Prefecture are not as close as brothers, but at least they usually look down and see each other without looking up, so it is difficult for the teachers to easily conflict, so when they get into the secret place, they will have some rules and will not mess around.
Chapter completed!