God of Undead

Chapter 2 The Hidden Small Sect

Shen Chen had nothing to do, so he followed Wang Yue and Wang Zixin to the square.

At this moment, there were two middle-aged men in silver-white gowns with flowing clouds embroidered on the cuffs standing on the square. It seemed that they were the disciples sent by the Liuyun Sect to be in charge of the entry selection this time.

There are several stone locks and copper tripods of different sizes and weights in the center of the square, which are used to test the strength of beginner disciples.

The smallest stone lock among them all weighs three hundred catties, and the only bronze tripod among them weighs more than 1000 catties.

In Tianlong Continent, a martial artist who can lift a thousand-jin heavy copper tripod is equivalent to a first-level fusion blood realm!
Therefore, in addition to being younger than the age, the minimum standard for Liu Yunzong to select disciples is the first level of blood fusion state.

Seeing that everyone was so enthusiastic about being able to join the Liuyun Sect and become an outer disciple of the Liuyun Sect, Shen Chen suddenly had an idea.

"Now I have a home and can't go back, so I can only hide around. Perhaps, it is also a good choice to enter the Liuyun Sect, a small sect that is not popular..."

In the blink of an eye, Shen Chen had entered Liuyun Sect for more than half a month.

More than half a month ago, Shen Chen pretended to be struggling to lift the heavy bronze tripod, and was finally accepted by Liuyun Sect as an outer disciple.

And Wang Yue also entered Liuyun Sect smoothly and became an outer disciple.

"Damn it, I finally crossed over, but now I'm forced to hide my name, and I only have three years left to live, God, I don't want to play with people like this!"

At dusk on Luoyan Peak, a thin figure once again questioned the sky at an elevation angle of 45 degrees.

Just when he was in grief and anger, a stone hit the back of his head suddenly, and an ugly voice came: "Look, I just said this guy is here."

As soon as the words were finished, seven or eight people came out. The leader had a high bun, a white face and a pair of inverted triangular eyes, and his face was full of arrogance and arrogance.

The most conspicuous thing was that he was wearing a set of exquisite silver robes, and the sleeves were faintly embroidered with three gorgeous patterns of smoke and clouds.

The silver robe is the specific attire for the high-ranking disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect, and only inner disciples are allowed to wear it. The three gorgeous smoke and cloud patterns represent that this young man has the strength of the third level of the Blood Fusion Realm.

"Shen Chen! Senior Brother Liu Yong is in a good mood today, and wants to accompany you in the discussion and give advice! Don't be ignorant of compliments! Of course, the competition is a prize. For the prize, let's use the Body Tempering Pill that was issued just today... "

"However, I still advise you, quickly hand over the Body Tempering Pill issued today, so that you won't have to lie in bed for four or five days like last time!"

"Hahaha……"

Several Liuyunzong disciples had deep contempt and mocking expressions on their faces, and they cursed and didn't take Shen Chen seriously at all.

Body Tempering Pill is a fixed ration of Liuyun Sect's disciples in the sect. It helps the disciples in the sect to better temper their physical bodies, increase the speed of cultivation, and allow the disciples in the sect to become stronger quickly.

However, this Body Tempering Pill is very precious, even high-level inner disciples only have ten Body Tempering Pills a month, while ordinary disciples only have three Pills a month.

Therefore, in the name of exchanging ideas, disciples often come to gamble with new ordinary disciples to snatch the essence pill.

It was through this method that Liu Yong and the others snatched the Body Tempering Pill from the hands of many new disciples, so that they could cultivate to the third level of the Blood Melting Realm so quickly.

"Hmph! Liu Yong, don't be a jerk, come grab it if you have the ability!" Shen Chen snorted coldly, but he was not afraid at all when facing Liu Yong, who was at the third level of blood fusion.

"I really don't cry when I see the coffin! Then I will teach you a good lesson, brother!"

The silver-robed young warrior named Liu Yong said disdainfully, stepped forward quickly, bent his five fingers into claws, and quickly grabbed Shen Chen's chest without fancy.

A mist of light blue mist suddenly gushes out from the hole in Liu Yong's arm, lingering on Liu Yong's hand that is bent like an eagle's claw, Liu Yong's hand suddenly emits a jade-like luster, and becomes Hard and sharp like jade!

A sharp scream followed!
(End of this chapter)