Cultivation Is Like This

   Chapter 556 Holy Land Examiner

  The silver-white shuttle traveled through the sky, galloping all the way to the west.

  Different from the 10-seater small shuttle that Lu Bei bought for players, the exclusive shuttle in the Holy Land of the Human Race is handsome in appearance, huge in interior space, has a rest area, quiet room, and is also equipped with a tea room and a small garden for passengers to chat during gatherings.

   In addition, the shuttle is engraved with the ancient Daxia incantation, which is faster and has a stronger defense. It travels through countries without air traffic control restrictions and has an independent channel.

   There were ten people on this trip, eight contestants, one instructor, and one tour guide. Except for Lu Bei and Buzishi, everyone else was surnamed Zhu.

  After boarding the shuttle, several players from the old Zhu family either asked Zhu Xiushi to solve problems in their practice, or led a quiet room, where they sat cross-legged and worked hard to cultivate their mana.

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   But in Lu Bei's view, this is a temporary cramming, at most asking for psychological comfort, and the actual effect is average.

   So he didn’t practice cultivation, and came to the small garden with a cup of tea.

   After a while, Zhu Qilan met Love around the corner, and Lu Bei sat down with him to have tea together.

"That's the situation. Flying Shuttle will be attacked by the examiners in the Holy Land of Human Race on the way. You know it, don't spread it out. According to the rules, you and I are not qualified to know about the surprise assessment." Lu Bei put down the teacup, Zhu Qilan Reticent, not a talkative person, but just in case, it is better to remind.

   "Since we are not qualified to know, why should the messenger of the Holy Land tell you?"

   Zhu Qilan was quite speechless, she didn't even know that Lu Bei knew so many women outside, and looking at their posture, they were all very close.

   Crazy, what's wrong with this dead person, now the female nuns have such bad eyes?

   "I don't know each other, I have a very good relationship with Sister Bu."

  Lu Bei raised his brows and looked at Zhu Qilan jokingly: "What's the matter, seeing me hooking up with others makes me unhappy?"

   "Oh, self-indulgent."

   "Hey, I like your unruly look."

  Lu Bei picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, and pulled up Zhu Qilan who was still sulking. The journey to the Holy Land of the Human Race is far away, and if you are idle, you will be idle. It is better to go to the quiet room for double cultivation.

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   Four days later.

  Quyan Country, Fulong Mountains.

  Quyan is a big country of the human race, with a 2,100-year national fortune, ranking among the thousand-year-old gods. Influenced by the Kunlun Mountains, there is sufficient spiritual energy in the country, and the average level of monks is extremely high. Compared with Wuzhou, it is a proper advanced map.

  Xuanlong and Xiongchu are the gods of the millennium, the royal family has luck and luck, and the Zhao family and the ancient family have produced talents in large numbers, but in terms of comprehensive national strength, they are still worse than Quyan.

   First, the national fortunes were not long, and the history of the two countries was not as deep as that of Quyan. Second, because of the geographical location, Quyan was uniquely endowed by nature, making it easier for monks to practice.

   Of course, the comparison between great powers should not be based on whose strengths stand out, but whose weaknesses are evident.

  Xuanlong was unlucky to be located in the north, and was threatened by the demon clan for many years. In comparison, his force might not be much worse than that of Qu Yan, but unfortunately his development was limited, and the military expenditure was overrun every year, so he didn't have much spare money in his pocket.

   Xiongchu was unlucky to be cursed by the blood of the royal family, and the longevity of the ancient family's car was cut down. There were endless talents and talents, but it was impossible to accumulate a strong family background.

  Quyan did not have these problems. The surrounding small countries were trained to be obedient and obedient, and no one had been established for more than a thousand years.

   Every time a small country reaches a five-hundred-year-old dynasty, it will be cautious and cautious, but accidents always come suddenly.

   This is the rhythm that a big country should have between a big country and a small country. Five hundred years of a small calamity, a thousand years of a big calamity, throughout history, it is not so.

   Xiongchu was able to survive the thousand-year catastrophe in a safe and stable manner, and he should be grateful to the demon clan of the hundred thousand mountains, otherwise Xuanlong would not let his younger brother be on an equal footing with himself.

   Of course, Xiongchu also paid a huge price for this, and the three artifacts of Zhenguo were all gone.

  In the 825th year of the founding of Wu Zhou, the kingdom of God is about to usher in the glory of the millennium. When the time comes, the overall national strength will explode.

  Crisis coexist, and at the same time, there is a thousand-year-old catastrophe. It is conceivable that Xuanlong, Xiongchu and even Qi Yan would not let Wuzhou survive the calamity smoothly.

   Back to the main story, a corner of the Fulong Mountains.

   The surroundings were dark and surging, and the breath was hidden and difficult to detect. Roughly counted the past, there were probably dozens of people.

  Two men in black stood on the top of the mountain.

   The man in the two looked at his middle-aged appearance, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a lion nose and a wide mouth, and his hair that was not plucked out was shiny and bright.

  The shoulders are wide and the back is thick, and the limbs are strong. The cuffs are rolled up to the middle of the arms, exposing the explosive muscles on the two arms, and the whole body is not related to the handsome character several times.

   However, there is a calmness between his eyebrows, thick on the outside and fine on the inside, and at first glance, he is a reliable teammate.

   Human Holy Land Examiner, Nie Zixiong.

  The woman's appearance and color are impeccable, with a slender and naturally curved eyebrow line, her eyes are looking forward to the smoke, her face is smiling, and the two dimples are quite intoxicating.

  The shoulders are cut like a knife, and the waist is twisted, and the figure is quite charming.

   What is even more rare is that, being so thin and so predictable, there is a great evil here.

   Human Holy Land Examiner, Nie Ziyi.

  Here, I want to say that the Holy Land of the Human Race accepts students in batches, regardless of the applicant's identity, where they come from, and the surname is unified after entry.

  Nie Zixiong and Nie Ziyi are the predecessors of Buzishi and Li Zixun. Because of their excellent qualifications, they have a higher status in the Holy Land and belong to the ranks of direct disciples.

   "Senior brother, why did you put Wu Zhou in the last place in the assessment? Xiongchu's performance was very good before, and they deserve this treatment." Nie Ziyi took out a small notebook, with a red pen in his hand, and wrote two lines.

  The Human Race Holy Land is a grand event every ten years. Because there are too many participants, an examiner will randomly draw lots and delete a group of unlucky people with poor luck.

   Taking the Kunlun Mountains as the east-west coordinate, it is divided into four regions: southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest. This time, the northeast region is selected. Xuanlong, Xiongchu, Wuzhou, and Qiyan are all in this region.

  Qi Yan due to internal turmoil, various forces competed for places to participate in the competition, the contestants sent out were mixed, and all of them were marked with red crosses by two examiners.

   If you are out of the competition early, you can go to the Holy Land of Human Race to watch the ceremony, but you are not eligible to participate.

  Xuanlong is playing soy sauce as always, the whole country is fighting with the demon clan, and he is not interested in participating in the so-called grand event.

   Of course, because of his bad attitude and negative attitude towards the exam, he was marked with a red cross by the examiner.

  To say that Xuanlong is also a wonderful thing, the white-haired people don’t have much of a cold for the holy land of the human race. The old Zhao family is always hidden, and the only connection with the holy land is to ask for resources and give people money and equipment.

  Desperate for money, throw it away if you don't give it a favor, and don't even say thank you if you take it, and it has a very bad reputation in the Holy Land.

   At the same time, it also has an excellent reputation.

  Xuanlong's contribution to defending against the demon clan cannot be ignored. There were more than ten emperors who died in battle on the border. They made outstanding contributions and never competed for fame and fortune. Therefore, no matter what Xuanlong wanted, the Holy Land would grit its teeth and admit it.

   is too much, so he will also take the lead in donating money, and set an example to make neighboring countries such as Xiongchu, Wuzhou, Qiyan, etc. consciously.

  Compared to these two countries, Xiongchu's performance is not bad. The two examiners drew a red circle and recognized that a group of eight people are eligible to participate.

   "Everyone in Xiongchu is amazing, it's a pity..."

  Nie Zixiong shook his head slightly, he had heard of the Gu family's bloodline curse. Involving the immortal island in the East China Sea, there is quite a gap with the hidden dragon clan, even the holy land of the human race is not easy to intervene.

   All I can say is, it’s a pity.

   "Senior brother, I want to ask you something!"

   "There are several players in Wu Zhou's competition that deserve attention. I want to confirm it myself. I put it at the end to have a surprise."

Nie Zixiong pointed to the list on the small book and said: "Zhu Qilan and Zhu Shihan are both talented, and they may perform well in this conference. Zhu Miao was a blockbuster ten years ago. This is his last competition. I am looking forward to him. Performance, and then there's... this person."

   "Lu Bei, Sect Master of Tianjian Sect, inheritor of Immortal Sword Intent..."

The information about Lu Bei is very complicated. The main reason is that his record is too gorgeous. From Qi Yan's tribulation period to the demon king of Xuanlong North, he has been challenged by the bigger realm, and he has never been defeated. .

   Looking at the series of achievements, Nie Ziyi was amazed and said bluntly: "Senior brother, is it possible that the transcript is fake, after all, he is only in his early twenties, and he has not practiced for less than two years."

   is accentuated, highlighting a suspicious one.

  According to the usual experience, in order to add points to their resumes or receive red envelopes from the contestants, the inner disciples in various countries will more or less brag about the strength of the contestants.

  Nie Ziyi thinks that there are two suspicious things, one is Lu Bei's actual age, and the other is the cultivation time.

  Nie Zixiong declined to comment, just try it out and see if it's true or false: "Junior sister, are the array map and the puppet ready?"

   "The grand formation has been arranged, and the puppets are also ready to go. Senior brother... It's just for the assessment. Shouldn't you be going off in person?"

   "That's right."

  Nie Zixiong looked into the sky and muttered: "After all, it is the immortal sword intent, whoever comes here can't help but want to learn something."

   "Senior brother, the ugly words are in the front. If his record is true, you are probably not an opponent."

   "It doesn't matter, if he wins, it means that a generation of geniuses from my human race has come into the world, and I will be happier for my brother."

   "But you are the examiner, do you want the face of the Holy Land?"

"This…"

  Nie Zixiong choked for a moment, then shook his head after a while: "It shouldn't be, because my brother is still very confident in his own strength."

   "Senior brother, someone is here."

   "Do it!"

  Nie Zixiong's eyes burst open, the voice fell, and the ancient characters of Daxia extended in all directions, and the large formation spread silently.

   With the transparent clouds surging in all directions, the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly stagnates at a certain moment, and after restarting, an independent world is completely generated.

  Nie Ziyi was in charge of the formation eye, and the shadows concealed each gate of the formation.

   At this time, the silver-white flying shuttle traveled over the great formation, and the Pacer Division received the order to drive the flying shuttle and plunge into the gate of the great formation.

   (end of this chapter)