If the disciple is too sandy

Chapter 51 Mad Dog!They are all mad dogs! (three more)
With the completion of the task of making the Xuanhuang faction famous, the players have also received an unprecedented promotion.

The current Xuanhuang faction, in terms of masters alone, is probably the most in Fengxiang mansion.

But Xu Nian didn't stop because of this.

First-rank martial arts are the entry into the arena, and they are qualified to walk in this arena.

Fengxiang Mansion is still too small for this piece of rivers and lakes.

Xu Nian still knows the truth that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

The next step is the guru.

The system did not arrange tasks to come, so if Xu Nian wants to enter the realm of the master, I am afraid that he still needs to rely on himself.

However, the blood banshee is here, so Xu Nian is not worried about anything.

He doesn't know how to become a master, but the blood banshee is willing to know.

Immediately, Xu Nian called the Blood Banshee over.

As the strength of the Xuanhuang faction players soared, the real blood banshee was messed up in the wind.

What did you come here for?
Are all the disciples of the Xuanhuang sect so terrifying?

For others, breaking through is as difficult as climbing the sky, but for the Xuanhuang faction, breaking through seems to be as easy as eating and drinking.

Why.

She broke through to the realm of a master, and the pain she has suffered is unimaginable to outsiders.

But what about here?
Just learn any martial arts, and you can directly break through?
What about trouble?

"Blood banshee, how can I break through the realm of the master?"

Xu Nian called the Blood Banshee, and asked directly.

Hearing Xu Nian's question, the Blood Banshee's expression turned weird. It's not long since she broke through to the first-rank realm, right?
Do you really want to break through the guru realm?

Are you trying to turn the entire Xuanhuang sect into masters?

Thinking that everyone in a sect is at the level of a master, the Blood Banshee couldn't help but worry about their Blood Demon Cult.

What would happen if the members of the Gorefiend were at the Xuanhuang party?
Dead without a place to die?

No, no!
I'm afraid there won't even be a body left.

This sect is too evil, and there are hidden existences that she doesn't understand. This is the real horror!
"The realm of the master is actually the control of the artistic conception. The more artistic conceptions you control, the stronger your strength will be, and the stronger you will be in the realm of the master."

The blood banshee explained: "What I comprehend is the blood-red artistic conception. Although I only have this one, it is enough for me to run rampant in the Jianghu. After all, as long as the people I hurt, their blood will be affected by me."

She didn't say much about it, as if it was a secret about her.

"Zhou Yuntong has comprehended two kinds of artistic conception, namely the artistic conception of sword and the artistic conception of autumn rain exclusive to Jin Yiwei."

The blood banshee continued: "Every additional artistic conception, there is an additional method. This is why I am afraid of Zhou Yuntong. If I can't beat him, I can't beat him. When his autumn rain artistic conception is integrated into the sword technique, it is very difficult to deal with. Woolen cloth."

artistic conception?

It was the first time Xu Nian heard this word.

Comprehend the artistic conception, is it considered the realm of the master?

Is this a bit too childish?

Shouldn't it be that there is some strong aura, or the feeling of domineering when walking?

"What is the artistic conception?" Xu Nian asked curiously.

"You are the seventh prince, you don't know?"

The blood banshee blurted out, then thought of something, then shook her head and said: "I almost forgot what happened to you in the capital, your martial arts were all abolished, it seems normal to not know.

The artistic conception is very ethereal, and it is difficult to express the feeling, just like my blood-red artistic conception, which was forced to soak in the pool of blood and comprehended abruptly.

There are quite a few people like me in the Blood Demon Sect, but very few of them can really comprehend the artistic conception.

Among the five elders, I am considered the weakest existence, so no one is willing to talk to me. After all, I have only comprehended one artistic conception until now. "

"How do you understand?" Xu Nian asked hastily.

"Look at the talent."

The blood banshee explained: "Some people can comprehend it after eating and drinking water, but some people can't comprehend it all their lives."

Hearing this, Xu Nian's entire face collapsed.

What does this mean?
How to understand the artistic conception seems to have to depend on fate.

This kind of thing related to luck seems to have nothing to do with him forever.

It seems that it is hopeless to rely on yourself, and you still have to rely on the players.

Just as Xu Nian was thinking about how to continue cutting leeks, Bai Ri begged for alms and ran up from the mountain in a hurry.

"Master, someone from the mountain came to visit and said he was sending an invitation."

Alms for the day explained, and many players were attracted to the attention.

They are all settled down now, and they also rely on life tasks to accumulate contribution points on weekdays.

For players, it is hoped that some special characters will appear, and then trigger the task of the leader.

They feel uncomfortable all day if they don't do their tasks for a day.

Hearing that an NPC paid homage to the mountain and sent invitations, the players became excited.

"Where is the man?"

Xu Nian walked out of the hall with the blood banshee.

"It's just down the mountain, Xu Xian and the others are watching, do you want to bring it up?" Bai Ri asked hurriedly.

"Bring it."

Xu Nian nodded and said, "It's not a good time to send invitations."

Down the mountain.

Wang Sanjin, who was wearing a black butler uniform, swallowed.

Looking at the Xuanhuang sect disciples of the fifth and fourth ranks around him, he couldn't help but feel panicked.

Is the Xuanhuang faction so strong?

Rank five disciples walking all over the place?
He was ordered to deliver the invitation, and he didn't even know the existence of the Xuanhuang Sect before.

Also in the recent period, the rise of the Xuanhuang Sect in Fengxiang Mansion has caused headaches for all major forces.

Only then did people in the Jianghu notice the existence of this sect.

Secretly, the Jianghu people in Fengxiang Mansion couldn't help but grit their teeth and curse "mad dog" every time they mentioned the Xuanhuang faction!
That's right!

The disciples of the Xuanhuang sect are all mad dogs!

When they fight, they don't care about their own life or death at all, even if they die, they have to pull a back.

Who doesn't have a headache with such a force?
Normal people will be fine and fight crazy people to the death?
If you can't provoke me, can't you hide?

From then on, the Xuanhuang faction also vaguely intended to overwhelm the Mercy Temple, and unknowingly became the largest force in Fengxiang Mansion.

And there are only 100 of their disciples.

It can be said that it is the least of the major forces in the entire Fengxiang Mansion.

The players stared at Wang Sanjin, muttering to themselves while looking at him.

"Is there any mission on this person?"

"I don't know, I've been busy lately, and I've been following the day-to-day alms to build a sect."

"Go digging, there are a lot of people in the quarry at the back of the mountain, and the reward is much better than the construction."

"It seems that the sect leader is planning to expand the sect. Heifengzhai may be taken down by us. I guess the second test is about to start."

"..."

Wang Sanjin couldn't understand the player's words at all, so he could only stand there obediently, stared at by a group of fifth-rank martial arts players.

Not to mention how scary that feeling is.

Bai Ri begged for fate and ran down from the mountain in a hurry, stared at Wang Sanjin and said, "Who is that, the head of my family wants to see you, come with me!"

(End of this chapter)