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"Old beast, do you dare to steal my 'Three Seven Methods'!"

Peng Shiliu, who was pulling out his weeds in the cave spiritual field, heard a shocking roar. As soon as he looked up, he saw star whips rushing down.

The next moment, Fa Wumi's screams had already covered his roar.

Peng Shiliu shivered and gritted his teeth secretly.

Even if he couldn't bear the pain of the whip, his body seemed useless to whip, and he directly whipped it on the soul and the pain penetrated into the soul.

But he didn't dare to look at it anymore, and he lowered his head and started pulling weeds like a farmer.

I don’t know how long this spiritual field has been wasted. The weeds here are as tough as dragon tendons. It is difficult to pull weeds deep into the ground, especially their blood and energy are sealed by shackles.

"Master Yuanyang, you are a mess, a scum!"

What is even more miserable than Fa Wumi is Zheng Longqiu who was hung up and beaten in the air.

He screamed and cursed, and the star whip covered his body was densely packed. At first glance, it seemed like a messy ball of yarn.

But even so, the old man was still scolding until he was beaten to faint.

The people who bowed their heads and pulled the weeds were shocked and angry, and they also had an extremely strong murderous intent.

They had never hated someone so much, but they had no chance at all. Zheng Longqiu, who had the most violent resistance, was beaten to death. What else could they do?

"ah!"

After a loud scream into the clouds, Fa Wumio finally closed his mouth.

But there was still a look of rage in his eyes.

The "Three Seven Dharma Destruction Talisman" is the method he practiced, his true form and spiritual appearance, and also his magic weapon. It contains his laws and principles, which are more important than his hands and feet.

How could he not be angry when he was snatched away by life?

But after experiencing this storm-like whipping, his whole body trembled in pain, his face turned pale, and he would not say anything else.

"Zuan Yang Taoist, what do you want to do?"

At this time, Feng Changming couldn't help but shook his hands and legs, Yang Tian roared: "If you want to kill, kill me, why do you insult me ​​like this?!"

Bang ~

There was no answer, only a star whip was thrown away a thousand feet, and it was beaten down in the air.

There is no way to avoid, no way to dodge, no way to block.

The severe pain of tearing the soul was far more terrifying than the body's lingchi, but Feng Changming held it hard, and even though the blue veins in his temples burst, he did not scream.

But unfortunately, even though he spoke one after another and was whipped three times, he did not get any answer.

Instead, a long air flashed, and a figure that made him extremely familiar with him fell in the sky like a meteorite. What followed was the moonlight that illuminated the entire cave.

"Xuan Ji?!"

Feng Changming's body trembled, his tone trembled a little. Is this Taoist Yuanyang so bold?

This is the true disciple of the Holy Land of the Mingyue!

For millions of years, the true controller of Dongzhou, and the true disciple of one of the three holy places!

"Fairy Xuan Ji?!"

Someone also recognized who the person who fell from the sky was, and his face suddenly changed.

"The Taoist Yuanyang actually tied up Fairy Xuan Ji?"

"It's so bold! It's so bold!"

"Who is he?"

On the spiritual field, looking at Xuan Ji falling from the moonlight, everyone was stunned. They almost forgot the limit for a moment, and were immediately whipped and screamed in pain.

But they were filled with shock.

Unexpectedly, after capturing them, the Taoist Yuanyang would not give up, and even the true disciples of the Mingyue Holy Land were captured!

Is this going to be with Dongzhou's cultivation until death?!

call!

The air flow flew, and Xuan Ji turned around in the air and opened her eyes in a trance.

Her silver teeth rubbed up and down, and she didn't know that she had fallen to the same level as Zheng Longqiu and others, but she looked at the starlight whips that were screaming in the air.

Her body trembled and she still endured it.

Allowing the omnipresent starlight to turn into shackles to tie hands and feet, slowly landing on the ground.

Buzz ~

Between the stars, a line of large characters appear in the sky, so that anyone can see it:

Weeding, sowing, reclaiming spiritual fields, and cultivating spiritual plants......

"Yuanyang..."

Looking at the object that appeared in his hand like a hoe in the world, Xuan Ji's body shivered a little, and she was trembling with anger.

To kill someone, you still have to punish your heart?

But looking at the masters who were whipped and seemed to be dancing with shackles, she gritted her teeth and endured:

‘The Taoist Yuanyang!!’

.........

Buzz ~

The heavy and magnificent buzzing sound shook the sky, drifting between thousands of mountains and valleys, awakening the sleeping grass and trees and strange beasts in the mountains.

It flew away layer by layer, and brought in purple auras visible to the naked eye on the sea of ​​billions of clouds.

The purple air came with the sound of the bell, like hundreds of purple waterfalls hang down, covering the "All Methods Qi Training Platform".

This qi is the purple qi of the first yang. One wisp of it a day can cleanse the soul, strengthen the qi and blood, strengthen the body, and increase the physical strength.

This bell is called the Morning Bell.

The bell sounds from the top of the Dragon Tower, which is lingering thousands of clouds and clouds.

The bell ringer, the head of Wanfalou, Qian Shisi.

Huh ~

suck!

On the magnificent and magnificent Qi training platform of Wanfa Tower, hundreds of thousands of disciples of Wanfa Tower were cross-legged on white jade-like stone slabs, bathing in purple qi, listening to the baptism of the morning bell.

Started a day of practice.

This is a Qi refining meeting that everyone in Wanfa Tower must attend. In addition to the disciples who go into seclusion and go down the mountain, any disciples below the true teachings must arrive at this time every day.

Those who miss it will be punished quite severely, and those who fail to get it three times will fall below the level and be demoted from an inner disciple to an outer disciple.

The outer disciples must be demoted to the nominal disciple. The nominal disciples are not qualified to participate in the "All-God Qi Refining Conference".

"This wisp of purple aura seems to be more pure than the Lingxiang Pill. The practice conditions of disciples of the sect are astonishing..."

One of the numerous palaces of Wanfa Tower, Yuan Duxiu looked through the window and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Hundreds of thousands of people practiced their energy together. Every time they saw this scene, it made him feel magnificent.

After practicing the true form of the Great Sun and with many guidance from Mulong City, Yuan Duxiu easily worshipped the Wanfa Tower.

However, the Wanfa Tower is extremely strict in its ordinary introduction.

Ten years of errands, seven years of nominee, five years of outer sect, and five years of inner sect, only after five years of true teachings can one enter the inner sect. As for the true teachings, most disciples have no hope in their lives.

He is a traitor disciple at this time.

Every day, we need to cultivate spiritual fields, remove insects, and pull weeds, which are boring and tasteless.

"Build soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while. Don't envy them. Once you enter this large sect system, don't think about getting rid of them easily..."

Mu Longcheng said with a slight slightest saying: "The way of human beings is not enough but the more suffice it. Mediocre people are only the nourishment for the strong after all."

He once established a trillion-dollar Longcheng Group overseas, and controlled the livelihoods of tens of millions of people. He had a deep understanding of the word system.

The so-called system is nothing more than gathering the masses.

The people at the top of the pyramid drive the lower class to make various efforts for their goals, ambitions, and dreams.

Under the system, mediocre people are exploited for life and kicked away without any benefits. Only those with first-class talent have the possibility of climbing upwards.

But once you enter the system, you will only talk about a few people after all.

"Survival of the fittest is the way to practice."

Yuan Duxiu didn't care.

He has long been used to the prey of the weak.
To be continued...