From the waste of spiritual roots to the practice of asking the devil

It’s always getting stronger! It is no different from the natural divine power, and it is completely the same as in the mortal period.

Spirit slaves have their own market, and the second floor of Qi training is already among the best. Looking at the entire stone house area, there are no spirit slaves on the third floor of Qi training.

It can be said that they cherish their lives, or it may be for other reasons.

If he wants to break through again, he must increase the upper limit of spiritual power in his body to one hundred rays. At this stage, Wang Yujuan can no longer burn longevity, so it will take ninety days, nearly three months, to rely on the placement bar.

As for body cultivation, if you can cultivate a ray of incense in three months, it is almost meaningless. It is better to put your time elsewhere, and the value you create far exceeds the cultivation.

After breaking through the realm, Wang Yu was a little regretful that the No. 3 machine did not appear in the placement column. It was speculated that one had been erased, leaving two possibilities.

Changes may occur only after he breaks through the middle stage of Qi training or breaks through the foundation building stage.

This day.

Wang Yu walked out of the stone house after a long absence and went to Qingshi Square to attend the lecture. At the same time, he looked for the location of Manager Duan. He decided to put himself in the open and gain benefits from Manager Duan.

Different from twelve days ago, Wang Yu's black hair at this time turned into snow silk, and his original handsome appearance became a bit ugly due to the dryness of his energy and blood.

The upright and strong body was thin and even a little rickety.

He looked like a little old man, who was "outstanding" even among thousands of spiritual slaves. This was the physical aging caused by a large loss of lifespan in a short period of time.

Wang Yu only spent ten years of his life, and his physical appearance can be restored as he breaks through the realm or spends time recuperating.

It is not needed for the time being, he plans to maintain this image until he is successfully promoted to an outer disciple.

As the hour-long lecture came to an end, when it was time to answer questions, Wang Yu forced his way to the front, causing many spirit slaves to look at him angrily, but after seeing his face, they all turned their heads and shut up.

Nothing else—this is a ruthless person!

"Sir, I want to see Manager Duan. I don't know where I can find Manager Duan."

The outer disciple who was in charge of the lecture felt a chill in his heart when he saw Wang Yu's abnormal aging appearance. He had the qualifications of the Three Spiritual Roots, so he didn't need to practice this kind of magic technique that was eager for quick success, and he could still have a glimpse of the realm of foundation building.

He quickly pointed to the two-story Accord building next to Qingshi Square: "Manager Duan is permanently stationed here. You can find it when you go in."

Wang Yu thanked him again and then left.

Seeing this, the outer disciples couldn't help but say to their fellow disciples.

"This guy has probably spent half his life on fire, and his aura has reached the second level of Qi training. He is also an ambitious person who is unwilling to be ordinary."

The companion was dismissive.

"So what? Demonic skills such as the Burning Blood Technique are originally designed to be a quick success method for spiritual slaves. They damage the physical body and make it difficult to repair Qi and blood. There is no hope of building a foundation in this life."

"Too……"

Second floor Accord.

Wang Yu knocked on the door, and a familiar voice soon sounded inside.

"What's the matter?"

"My dear Wang Yu, I became the Holy Sect's Spiritual Slave twelve days ago. I'm here today to submit this month's Spiritual Sand."

"Um?"

Almost in the blink of an eye, the door to the Accord opened. Steward Duan tugged at a few beards on his chin and looked at him in surprise.

"The newcomer who came on the 12th? You—"

Wang Yu grinned, even more terrifying.

"Wang Yu is honored to serve the Holy Sect. He is practicing the Burning Blood Technique with all his strength and wants to join the Holy Sect as soon as possible and become an outer disciple to better contribute to the Holy Sect."

"Wang Yu, right? Not bad, not bad!"

After circling Wang Yu a few times, Manager Duan looked satisfied and reached out to ask for it.

"Where's the spiritual sand?"

Wang Yu offered it with both hands. Manager Duan weighed it and said subconsciously: "Only one or two...that's right. You have only joined for less than a month."

After clapping his hands, Manager Duan took out a large cloth bag from the storage bag on his waist and handed it to Wang Yu.

"There are three kilograms of spiritual sand ground into it from the ethereal stone. Fill it in slowly and follow me."

Immediately afterwards, he was pulled to the square without any explanation. Manager Duan coughed a few times, and the whole square became quiet under the blessing of spiritual power.

He pulled Wang Yu to his side, pointed at him and said loudly.

"This man's name is Wang Yu. He has completed the task of one or two spiritual sands in less than a month after becoming a spiritual slave. You must learn from him. This is a good example for the sect and a good disciple!

"If you want to be promoted to an outer disciple, Wang Yu will definitely be the first in this batch. I guarantee it with my reputation as a steward!"

Spend thousands of gold to buy horse bones.

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Whether it can be done or not is not something he can decide with just one word. A spiritual slave steward does not have this right yet, but the Cold Blood Peak Foundation Establishment True Tradition behind him does.

Just when the spirit slaves were immersed in the discussion, Wang Yu felt a little numb for a moment as he felt those fanatical eyes. He was completely famous.

Very satisfied with Ling Nu's reaction, Manager Duan pulled Wang Yu back to the Accord and was invited in this time.

Sit on the seat in the lobby on the first floor.

Manager Duan directly stated his plans and did not engage in those messy intrigues. Maybe he was not qualified?

"You are willing to give, and I am willing to accept. Being ambitious is a good thing, but the rules of Niling Blood Sect are different.

"The disciples of the Nine Peaks inheritance do not interfere with each other and operate their respective mountains relatively independently. In addition, there are also the sect masters of the Blood Demon Palace. There are ten branches in total. They all recruit disciples according to their own wishes."

In the Taihu Spiritual Realm, the leader of a sect is usually a monk who is proficient in general affairs and has a good foundation. He does not need to have a high level of cultivation to hold the position. The real decision-making body is the elders.

In the Chiyuan Demon Realm, the leader of a sect is often the one with the highest cultivation and the strongest strength. He has great power and can mobilize all resources. It is common for him to have the final say.

The difference between the righteous and the evil is reflected in all aspects.

If the righteous sect dies a sect leader, it can continue to maintain and will not shake the foundation of the sect.

If the evil sect dies a sect leader, it is no wonder that the force will be destroyed within a decade, due to enemies, internal strife, separation, etc.

Therefore, the speed of renewal of the evil sect is very fast.

Of course, the top forces are not common sense, and the evil sect also has ancient sects with thousands of years.

The Niling Blood Sect has multiple Yuanying Zhenjuns, which is a top force in the Chiyuan Demon Realm. Hanxue Peak is the dojo of a demon Zhenjun.

The true disciples under his command have great power. Not to mention the outer sect, even the inner sect disciples are qualified to promote and cultivate confidants.

Manager Duan explained a few words.

Raising the most essential issue—interests!

"This ounce of spiritual sand belongs to Hanxue Peak, and the extra ounce belongs to Su Zhenchuan. Even if you work hard until you die, you still won't be able to get enough quota for an outer disciple."

"You have to recruit people to join my sect, and the number is 100. On the day when it is reached, you will be the first outer disciple of Hanxue Peak among this group of spiritual slaves."

Wang Yu lowered his head and said nothing. This matter was indeed not that simple. This was the benefit he got from deliberately stepping forward. Otherwise, Manager Duan would not have told him so much.

"Any doubts?"