My magic weapons are all rule-based

In the distant forest, Gao Feng and his three companions fled in panic.

Gao Feng was extremely focused and his speed had reached the peak!

Gao Ming was chasing him hard behind him, complaining: "Brother, didn't we talk about the treasure? Why did you run away again? We only have one Blood Fall Pill left and I let you use it. What can you do to save your life in the future?"

Gao Feng said without turning his head: "You are stupid. That guy must be sure to keep us if he doesn't dodge. Besides, he has such a rare treasure, and he must have other high-level magic weapons. We can't beat him at all!"

"No matter how expensive the Blood Fall Pill is, it is not as expensive as life... It's a bad start. I haven't opened for several months. When I opened, I met such a master! Go to the Blood Killing Hall for a while."

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With the first experience, Xu Shan was very careful this time flying the sword.

He encountered a bad guy just after leaving the station. It seems that you can't fly too high in southern Xinjiang. You may be targeted at any time.

If it weren't for Zhang Biao's rearview mirror, I guess he wouldn't have a good time.

When traveling in the forest, the speed will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

After flying for an hour, Xu Shan finally arrived at the outskirts of the Blood Killing Hall.

The Blood Killing Hall was built on the mountain, and the trees around the mountain seemed to have been cut down.

It became a bare mountain, so that the buildings on the mountain were particularly eye-catching.

The three big characters of Blood Killing Hall were written on the archway at the foot of the mountain.

Except for the worse scenery, this demon sect did not seem to be much different from the righteous sect.

Hiding in the distance and observing secretly, there were quite a few people rushing to the Blood Killing Hall.

He met five people in an hour.

Now he couldn't go forward rashly. He hadn't figured out what the routine of the demon sect to accept disciples was.

According to Huang Zhiwen, the demon sect didn't pick people very much, and didn't check qualifications.

But logically speaking, the frequency of attacks between demon sects should be higher than that of the righteous sect.

It is entirely possible that the hostile forces sent traitors to do bad things in the sect.

How could they choose people so casually...

Two hours later, Xu Shan still had no clue.

After thinking it over, I decided to go and see it myself.

If I don't see it with my own eyes, I'm afraid I will never figure it out. Those who look ahead and behind will not be able to get ahead!

Since they can form a collective sect, no matter how low the morals are, there must be rules.

It's unlikely that I will be killed without saying a word after entering.

What's more, there are so many people in different clothes constantly going to the Blood Killing Hall.

After a brief thought, Xu Shan spotted a cultivator who just appeared, followed that person and flew directly to the Blood Killing Hall.

When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, the cultivator in front flew down on a sword, and Xu Shan followed closely behind.

There was a long table on the platform of the steps of the mountain gate below, and there was a person behind the table, wearing a black and red short shirt.

The cultivator in front received a jade token in front of him and climbed up the steps.

He left, and Xu Shan hurried to the table.

"Is the Blood Killing Hall recruiting disciples?"

The short-shirted monk looked up at Xu Shan and said, "Yes, what's your name?"

"Xu Xian."

"Xu Xian? Take the jade slip and go up the mountain to wait for the trial tomorrow. You can enter after passing the trial."

Xu Shan took the jade slip and asked in confusion, "What trial is it?"

The short-shirted monk looked up at him with sarcasm in his eyes: "Newcomer?"

Xu Shan directly slapped out a low-grade spirit stone.

The short-shirted monk didn't waste any words, put away the spirit stone and said, "The trial is different every time, but you can enter if you survive."

"What will the treatment be after entering?"

"Thirty low-grade spirit stones, ten bottles of blood pills, and ten bottles of spirit gathering pills per month. Only pills will be issued in the first month. If you want to leave the Blood Killing Hall in the middle, you will be issued the first month's spirit stones. If you don't pay for a month, you will not be issued. If you quit before a month, you need to return double the pills. If you can't afford it, you can stay here."

Hearing this treatment, Xu Shan's heart sank, and he didn't ask any more questions, and walked straight up the mountain.

Blood Qi Pill, Gathering Spirit Pill!

These are healing pills that are commonly used by cultivators in the foundation-building period.

If an ordinary cultivator goes out to fight monsters normally, he will consume about three bottles of each of the two kinds of pills.

But in addition to the spirit stones, the Blood Killing Hall actually gave him twenty bottles of pills.

And he also pressed for a month's worth of spirit stones. This routine is almost as bad as finding a day laborer.

No, this is even worse than a black factory. If you stay for less than a month and take the pills and run away, you may not have a good ending!

Xu Shan completely understood why the magic sect recruited disciples without selecting qualifications or asking about their origins.

Because what they recruited was not disciples at all, but cannon fodder!

What else is required for cannon fodder? Just a life is enough.

After entering the sect, so many healing pills were issued, which means that once he entered the sect, he would soon encounter long-term and large-scale battles.

Perhaps this is the survival rule of the magic sect. Cannon fodder has the opportunity to upgrade only after making contributions.

It is quite similar to the relationship between soldiers and the army.

There is a lot of time in this period, which can be used to test the loyalty of disciples.

It can be said that this is the most efficient way, but it is a little too cruel.

Compared with Xinglan Sect, this place is indeed not a place for people to stay.

But it is exactly what Xu Shan wants!

He is pursuing the growth of strength and combat experience, and he has come to the right place.

Others are cannon fodder, and what he lacks the least is the means to save his life!

Turning upwards and walking up a hundred steps, Xu Shan came to a group of buildings.

A large platform was opened up halfway up the mountain, and three rows of identical buildings were located on it.

There was a faint smell of staff dormitories.

Surrounded on three sides, people can occasionally be seen entering and exiting the room, but they are all in a hurry and have stern faces.

They look like strangers are not allowed to enter.

There is still a long table in the middle of the venue, and a person is waiting.

Xu Shan walked up and took out the jade slip for him to check.

The person in front of the table did not raise his head and pointed behind him: "Room No. 6, Dingzi, gather at the top before 1:15 am tomorrow morning to prepare for the trial. Those who pass will not be waited!"

"Also, fighting is prohibited here. Anyone who fights in the Blood Killing Hall will be expelled for minor offenses and killed on the spot for serious offenses!"

Xu Shan nodded, then walked around the long table, walked to the door of the room and pushed it open.

Seeing that there was only a bed and a table inside, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's okay, better than the factory, at least it's a single room.

But I guess the Blood Killing Hall doesn't dare to put four or eight people in a room, otherwise the monks under him will rebel.

Xu Shan sat on the bed, told Zhang Biao to pay attention to the outside environment, and then held the spirit stone in both hands and began to cross his knees to practice.

Although it is forbidden to fight here, the necessary vigilance must not be reduced.

The magic path is dangerous, and he must seize every opportunity to practice.

Tomorrow is the trial, and only by surviving can he enter the Blood Killing Hall.

It sounds like it is quite dangerous, and there must be a lot of participants, and fighting should be inevitable.

It is better not to use the blue seal props unless it is necessary, because it is too eye-catching.

I don’t know what kind of skills will be given after entering the Blood Killing Hall. It’s better to be more radical, which can quickly improve strength and help the inner demon appear.

Thinking about it, Xu Shan gradually sank into the state of flow, and tried his best to guide the spiritual energy into the body...

The sky outside changed several times, and then from white to black and then to dawn.

It’s already the hour of Mao!

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(The good reviews didn’t increase. You just lied to the simple me. It was already cold, and you still lied!)