Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

Chapter 262: Grow muscles and bones, revive gray hair, a great fortune that defies heaven and changes destiny

There are almost no simple monks who can take part in this kind of assessment.

They are all old fritters who have lived in [Yong'an City] for decades, not to mention they have taken a dim view of life and death.

But their respective scheming has long been tempered to the point that they will not trust anyone easily.

Especially what the elders of demonic sects like the elders of the Soul Refining Sect said.

Its convincing power makes people even more suspicious.

"Shopkeeper, it seems that this trial is not as difficult as imagined."

After hearing the assessment rules, Cai Houchun thought that based on his ability, he was even not the strongest among the monks present.

But it can still be regarded as a middle-level existence.

If only thirty people are eliminated, then the chances of him surviving are quite high.

Although Luo Yan's consciousness is now controlling Cai Houchun's body, Cai Houchun's soul is free and unfettered.

Therefore, Luo Yan could hear the sigh that echoed in his mind.

Luo Yan glanced at the Soul Refining Sect elder hanging in the sky and didn't respond.

Under normal circumstances, Cai Houchun's idea is correct.

But in fact, Luo Yan frowned

This bloody trial space gave him a very depressing feeling.

In other words, none of this should be as simple as it seems.

"Our Soul Refining Sect is a demon sect, and the internal competition is a bit more cruel than other sects."

"But you all know the qualifications of most of the people here."

"The qualifications of most of you are determined innately to a certain extent. If you want to take the ordinary path of breathing in and out of spiritual energy, there is a high probability that it will not work."

"At this point, my magic sect's cultivation method is still very good."

"At least on the path of cultivation, you don't do anything to your innate spiritual root qualifications."

"Okay, that's it for the trial rules. See you in a month!"

After the elder of the Soul Refining Sect finished speaking, he disappeared into the sky.

The trial of the Demon Sect is very simple, just focus on cultivating Gu.

Only the strong deserve to be nurtured.

The training system of the Soul Refining Sect is different from the Five Elements Viewpoint where Luo Yan belongs.

In the Five Elements Concept, as long as you have the qualifications to practice, you can learn how to practice, which can highlight fairness to a certain extent.

This is because the Southern Territory is located in a wilderness and has a sparse population of ordinary mortals.

Therefore, the number of monks is relatively small.

There is no room for picking and choosing in the Five Elements Concept.

But the land in the Western Region is different. The terrain here is relatively flat, and the number of mortals here is more than ten times that of the Southern Region.

Therefore, from the perspective of a demonic sect such as the Soul Refining Sect, only a handful of outstanding disciples are enough.

No matter how many ordinary monks there are, they are just consuming resources for no reason.

No matter how much waste there is, it is impossible to transform into a phoenix.

However, the magic method has always been famous for its rapid progress. It is a bit inappropriate to evaluate the excellence of a disciple based on his cultivation level.

Therefore, we use the method of raising Gu to eliminate a group of monks who are poor in all aspects.

Thus becoming the material for other monks to grow.

After the elder of the Soul Refining Sect left, the prohibitive barriers on the boulders disappeared in an instant.

The monks standing on the huge rocks did not immediately start fighting.

Although the rules of the trial have been clarified, it is still a day away, let alone one that will last for a month.

Therefore, everyone present restrained their impulses, fearing to attract too much attention from others.

After all, the law of shooting the first bird applies everywhere.

If your strength is low, you will be regarded as a stepping stone.

If the strength is too high, many people will regard it as an opponent and then unite to deal with it.

Therefore, the first person to take action will definitely attract the attention of many people.

After another hour of silence, someone finally stood up first.

"Brothers, there are a hundred of us here, but the rules of the trial only require the elimination of thirty."

"I am old and incompetent, and I would like to make a fair suggestion, that is, use the huge boulder of everyone present as a landmark, and three nearby boulders as the same camp."

"In other words, during these thirty days, we only need to go to three nearby boulders every day, and it will be enough to eliminate one of the three."

"In this way, we can guarantee that more than half of the people present will pass the examination and become disciples of the Soul Refining Sect!"

This is an old monk with gray hair, his blood has gradually dried up, and he is obviously not young.

He had a smile on his face and looked amiable, giving people a great impression.

"Hahaha, you're a bad old man, why should we listen to you?"

Right next to the old monk, a middle-aged man jumped out and said sarcastically.

The aura on his body was very rough, giving people a strong feeling.

"That's right. Brother Chang is right. Half of this old man's feet are about to step into the coffin board. How qualified is he to make such suggestions?"

"What makes me curious is that there are many bad old men like him among the people present."

"This is where the Soul Refining Sect recruits disciples, not a gathering place for you old guys who are about to die!"

"You old guys were greedy for life and afraid of death when you were young, and you didn't dare to take a chance."

"Now that my life has come to an end, I still dream about changing my destiny."

"How dare you come out to find someone to fight? I don't know if an old guy like you can still walk."

Then not far away, another middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and a high crown laughed loudly.

From his answer, it seemed that he knew the middle-aged man from before.

He pointed at the white-haired old monks outside, with contempt on his face.

I never thought that I would meet so many old men while participating in the entrance examination of the Soul Refining Sect!

It makes people laugh out loud!

Although there was a trace of speculation in his heart, no matter how he observed it.

This is a bunch of bad old men!

I don’t know why, but they all came here in a crowd.

"Let me tell you, let's just rely on our abilities and have a fight."

"Those who lose will voluntarily enter the blood pool, and those who win will be qualified to become disciples of the Demon Sect!"

Both of them are unruly masters, so naturally they can't stand the suggestion of a bad old man.

Especially when he saw that there were many gray-haired monks on the field, which made the middle-aged man wearing a high crown look down upon them.

In his opinion, setting rules and so on is simply superfluous.

When the time is almost up, just find someone to defeat, and then throw them into the blood pool.

Why go to all this trouble!

The gray-haired old monk saw that his proposal was refuted by two middle-aged men as soon as he made it.

I was also ridiculed and ridiculed.

He wasn't angry either. There was a weird grin on his face, which was full of wrinkles and age spots.

"It seems that these two Taoist brothers are not very interested in the old man's proposal."

"It just so happens that today's battle has not yet begun, so I am bold and want to invite two Taoist brothers to fight?"

"I wonder what you two Dao brothers think?"

Hearing the old monk's response, a livid look suddenly appeared on the faces of the two middle-aged men.

Being confronted by an old man who was about to be buried by name, it was even a one-on-one act.

This means that they are not taken seriously.

But this old guy himself said that one versus two, if they don't fulfill him, wouldn't it mean that they don't respect the older monks?

Thinking of this, the two middle-aged men looked at each other and shouted:

"Old man, you are looking for death!" Being provoked by a rotten old man who was almost half buried in the ground, the two men suddenly became furious.

With a roar, the two figures each turned into a rainbow, and suddenly rushed towards the old monk's direction.

Seeing this, the other monks subconsciously jumped to the side, leaving the central position vacant.

This is to free up a battlefield for them.

"It's good to come!"

"The old man has lived for so many years and is about to die."

"Before I die, I can see the clever tricks of these two comrades, and I will die without regrets."

There was a chuckle on the old monk's face, as if he was seeking death.

Standing there, as if waiting for death.

But a moment later, the old monk patted the storage bag without saying anything.

Suddenly a small black flag appeared in his hand, and with a flick, hundreds of souls roared out.

These souls, both male and female, let out bursts of shrill roars and rushed towards the two middle-aged men overwhelmingly.

"Damn old man, I'm going to skin you!"

The rugged middle-aged man held a piece of flaming brocade silk. After a moment of shaking, a dazzling flame burst out of the brocade silk cloth.

It rolled straight towards those souls.

Another middle-aged man wearing a high crown also took out a strange musical instrument like a guqin and played it a few times.

There was a wave of ripples in the space, and a layer that seemed to be there or not, and like an invisible pale golden arc, also hit those souls.

"Puff puff!"

These two extremely violent forces hit those souls with a kind of destructive power.

In just an instant, most of these souls were annihilated.

The old monk's situation suddenly became precarious.

"Go to hell, old man!"

The two middle-aged men shouted, with wanton laughter in their voices.

If you dare to provoke them both at the same time, it would be a shame for this smelly old man to die!

"Fire and thunder are indeed very capable of restraining Yin-type souls."

"But you two got it together."

"It's definitely a bit tricky."

"But after living for so long, what I hate most are those who don't respect the older monks."

"Let me, this old guy, teach you two a lesson!"

The old monk saw his soul being scattered without any trace of panic on his face.

His withered right hand shook, and another stream of strong Yin Qi spurted out from the soul flag.

With the emergence of Yin Qi, a dozen more souls rushed out of the soul flag this time.

The aura of these souls is very strong, all exuding black energy, which is different from the elegant state of the hundreds of souls before.

These ten or so souls all have perfect soul power and solid bodies.

The body also exudes a coercion that is not weaker than that of ordinary monks in the foundation building stage!

These ten or so souls in the foundation building stage lead the remaining souls.

With a vague encirclement, the two middle-aged men were surrounded.

"Hey!"

One of the foundation-building souls opened his mouth wide, and an invisible ripple suddenly came out.

"Sonic attack?"

Among the onlookers, someone recognized the source of the attack.

Then he shouted out subconsciously and used spiritual power to seal his ears.

Avoid being affected by such group attacks.

When the monks next to him saw this, most of them followed suit, or used their spiritual power to seal their spiritual senses.

Or the magic weapon in front of him blooms, and a burst of soft light blocks out the invisible ripples.

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"

In the central area of ​​the bloody space, hundreds of souls all opened their mouths and roared.

These waves of sound waves converged together, reaching a state of qualitative change.

Makes you dizzy.

The onlookers outside had to increase their spiritual power to seal their ears, but it was useless.

These invisible sound waves seem to be able to directly affect the monk's soul through ear consciousness.

When many people saw this, their expressions changed drastically, and their bodies continued to retreat, away from this area.

The two middle-aged men in the middle surrounded by hundreds of souls were struck in an instant.

His body was stiff and his eyes were blurry.

As if they had lost consciousness, they were all stunned in place.

It's as if I have lost my soul and is being slaughtered by others!

The old monk flicked the soul flag again, and the souls that rushed towards him whizzed past the bodies of the two middle-aged men.

Then he returned to the soul flag.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two crisp sounds of falling to the ground were heard.

With a flick of the old monk's finger, the bodies of the two middle-aged men were driven into the pool of blood.

The moment the bodies of the two foundation-building monks fell in, the originally calm blood pool began to tumble and became turbulent.

After a moment, two pure blood and gas light groups flew out of the blood pool.

"hiss"

The old monk opened his mouth and sucked in, and he swallowed these two balls of blood and light.

Then under the eyes of everyone, the old monk's face changed from the dry old bark to rosy and shiny.

The most obvious thing is that the old monk's white hair also regained its second spring in a very short period of time.

All the white hair fell to the ground and grew back.

Grow long black hair.

"Crack!"

There was also a crisp sound coming from the old monk's body, and he became stronger and stronger from his rickety state.

Finally, the old monk's face changed from an old look to a look of determination.

A middle-aged Taoist stood in the center of the field, looking at his own transformation with a look of ecstasy on his face.

This change, which seemed to be like a dead tree blooming into spring and an old tree sprouting again, made the monks watching outside take a breath of air.

"This is?"

Cai Houchun also whispered in surprise in his mind.

"Can the monk's physical essence help others extend their lifespan?"

The reason why Cai Houchun asked such a question was because he hoped to get a specific answer from Taoist Qingyi.

If this method of increasing lifespan is true, then as long as you join the Soul Refining Sect, wouldn't it be possible to achieve immortality?

And then become immortal?

Such a perception that is inconsistent with common sense is simply shocking!

The monks who had watched the entire battle from beginning to end all had the same mentality at this moment.

That is, this blood pool is actually a great blessing, which can make people have gray hair, be alert, and live a long life!

(End of this chapter)