After being sick and scum, welcome to the Shura field

Chapter 18 Super Transcendence
The female handymen remembered that they used to clean up the competition stage, and the inner disciples competed one-on-one. At the end of the day, the competition stage was also miserable, but compared with the current situation, it was nothing compared to the current situation. They even had to weigh where to start long time.

In the audience, only Master Gu Jun kept his face unchanged. One body, half body, upper half, lower half, missing arms and broken legs, she would drag them up and throw them away without hesitation. With a cold and silent face, I thought she was a perverted murderer who had just killed someone and was throwing the body away.

Although she came late, she accumulated martial contribution points faster than anyone else.

In the end, even the monster that Madoka killed, she dragged one leg and threw it off the competition stage with only her own strength.

Female handyman: "..." Oh my god, she is really strong!
They suspected that she might not be a village girl at all in the mortal world, but an anonymous boxer.

Perhaps because of Gu Jun's expressionless and active work, they didn't feel intimidated anymore. They just wanted to grab some contribution points from her fingers, and their work efficiency would be greatly improved.

It takes a quarter of an hour to fetch water from Dongfeng Waterfall Spring, and it takes a quarter of an hour to go back and forth. Bucket after bucket is poured on the competition platform to wash away the blood stains that have not completely dried up. Repeatedly, it is such a boring and tiring job. Do it all day.

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At sunset, the handyman dragged his tired body back to the lower peak. The contribution points for this cleaning have been recorded in his waist card. There are dozens of contribution points in a day, and hundreds of contribution points in many cases. point.

And it's too many... Gu Junshi earned more than 200 contribution points by himself.

Jealousy and envy make them unrecognizable!Recalling that they were still worried that she would not earn contribution points and would suffer from cold and starvation, but now they just want to hug themselves distressedly.

But these are compared with the thousands of contribution points that inner disciples can get by just doing a sect collection task, the accumulated points of their labor are pitifully small. They can only be exchanged for some ordinary daily necessities, and more advanced ones for cultivation, The medicinal materials for treatment are sky-high prices for them, and tens of thousands of sect contribution points are needed at every turn.

After they came back, they found out that Xiaoyuan had left Xiafeng and became a registered disciple of Wumei Mountain, and barely squeezed into half of the inner sect, because she hadn't succeeded in finding a master who was willing to accept her as an apprentice to teach her.

Before she left, she left a note for them, and the handymen and sisters crowded together excitedly to read what was written, but Gu Junshi was not interested, turned around and left.

Don't reach out for things you shouldn't want. This is the truth that children are taught to understand since childhood.

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In the dead of night, when everything is silent, the thin black mist flowing in the night silently passed by the mountain path, the road was cold and damp, there was no sound of wind or insects, and there was only extreme silence in the deep mountains.

Under the white light of the indifferent moon, Ye Wu ignored the obstacles of the surrounding enchantment, and resolutely stepped into a pitch-black land, only to see that the moonlight outside could not penetrate, and the wind howled coldly from all sides, and the thick shadow of poisonous miasma and mist covered the land. The sky is like a knife that can't be cut, and a needle can't pierce it.

Ordinary people may not be able to see through it, but the "poisonous miasma" is formed by the continuous accumulation of rotten and smelly dead air from the ground, while the "fog" is formed by the dense compression of the chaotic souls floating in the sky above.

In all honesty, this kind of underworld painting style has always been disgusted and contradicted by immortals.

However, to Gu Junshi, this is an excellent training place.

Since the outbreak of the Great War of the Three Realms 1000 years ago, the underworld and its "Gate of the Underworld" have disappeared together between heaven and earth. Force the old to stay in the dead place, and will not be reborn forever, until it dissipates and turns into the aura of heaven and earth to nourish the living world.

What happened 1000 years ago, this secret is only known to a very few people, even Gu Junshi has not found out the truth, she only knows that these people have concealed this secret for 1000 years, and during these 1000 years, the entire living world has been stranded The number of dead souls in China has reached a huge and terrifying number.

When the number of undead in the realm of comprehension far exceeds that of living beings, no one knows what will happen in this realm.

The black mist dissipated, and gradually formed a solid figure. Gu Junshi was wearing a black cloak with excellent drape and a wide brimmed hat on the top of his head. He could not see his figure at all. As if attracted by something, after so many years of wandering, they have lost their sanity, and began to rush towards her only by instinct.

Gu Junshi didn't mean to stop her, she just needed a large number of dead souls to open the "Gate of the Underworld" for her, and a large number of dead souls rushed into her body, and she was brought into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Hundreds of dead souls collided wildly in her mind, but the closed "Gate of the Underworld" never responded.

Thus, Gu Junshi continued to devour more dead souls. When her sea of ​​consciousness accumulated more and more and became fuller and fuller, her face was already as pale as paper, but her pair of quiet eyes were so dark that there was no trace of impurity.

Finally, when she felt that she was approaching the limit, the "Gate of the Underworld" reluctantly opened a gap, and a cold and bone-corroding aura that did not belong to the human world overflowed from the door.

But these breaths are like holy light to the dead souls. The origins of these dead souls are not simple. There are powerful, ancient demons and sky demons from the cultivation world thousands of years ago. They gradually recovered from chaos to just after being nourished by the breath of the underworld. The appearance of a human being at the time of death.

It's just that after spending too long in the human world, they can't remember the past clearly. They only vaguely understand that the "Gate of the Underworld" they have waited for thousands of years has finally appeared!
"The spirit world is not the place for you undead to stay, go to the underworld and wait for reincarnation."

To enter the underworld, one must pass through the "Gate of the Underworld", otherwise no one can reach the underworld.

A voice broke through the fog in front of their eyes, and they thanked her excitedly.

"Thank you, little girl."

Although they used to be a group of proud and arrogant people, but now they are afraid that the wind will blow them away. If there is no her, they may disappear between the heaven and the earth, and they will never exist again.

Master Gu Jun said indifferently: "No thanks, no thanks."

She just wanted to use their dead energy to restart the "Gate of the Underworld". She is strong, she is weak and it is weak, complementing each other.

Since the gaps opened by the "Gate of the Underworld" were extremely thin, they did not dare to complain about the weakness of this "Lord of the Underworld", so they could only squeeze their heads inward.

Gu Junshi: "..." Slandering her in the sea of ​​consciousness, do you really think she can't hear?

When countless souls of the dead entered the underworld from the "Gate of the Underworld", suddenly one after another golden light sprinkled on her body, and then turned into pieces of gold and entered her body, her chapped and scorched sea of ​​consciousness suddenly glowed. Vitality, green and tender grass burrowing out of the ground and fluttering in the wind or something, it is full of vitality...

Merit value?
Because she just sent the soul of the dead into the underworld for reincarnation, Tiandao thinks she has accumulated a reward of great virtue?

But isn't this what the group of monks in the Mahaka Temple need? What's the use of it?Looking good?

She let out a disdainful smile at the corner of her mouth, and with a wave of her arm, those underworld things that had just grown in the sea of ​​consciousness were wiped out in an instant and turned into ashes.

The golden light that shone on her immediately withered, it angrily transferred the remaining merits to her, turned its head and pulled away, and left mercilessly.

　Jin Guang: Hmph, I will come again next time!

　　There is a second update today, at [-] pm the old time.

　　
　
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