Fang Yuan happily took the demon pill and the big pot in Xi'an's hand, then glanced at Kuafumu with a smile, and then turned to Dong Fan, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Good apprentice, it is right to choose me, you are a body of boiling blood, you should choose the blood path, and the blood path attainments of the monastery are higher than mine, and some old monsters.

It's a pity that they live in seclusion and have long ceased to accept apprentices. ”

Fang Yuan sighed.

"Get up, these are the gifts that Master and your Uncle Kua Mu have given you. ”

As he spoke, he took Dong Fan into a cloud of blood and disappeared in place, leaving only a few drops of jet-black blood.

It's bloody again.

"Damn!" Kwa Father Mu slammed his fist to the ground, and the ground suddenly cracked like a spider's web.

"Brother Kua, that, I'll go first. After saying that, he immediately slipped away, but he didn't run a few steps before he was pinched by a giant hand on the shoulder.

It's Kuafumu again.

"It's really bad luck today, go, go drink with me. ”

After that, he took it and went away.

"Are all the emperor elders here like this?" Dong Fu asked Xiao Leng in the morning.

"No, this is a special case. Xiao Leng seemed to be still silent in the scene where Emperor Fang Yuan took Dong Fan away, and replied stiffly.

Dong Fu and Yi Yao, under the leadership of Xiao Leng, finally finished visiting the entire monastery, which took nearly a day.

"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother Xiao"

"It's okay, it's my duty. ”

Dong Fu closed Yi Yao's door and walked into his room, Xiao Leng sighed, and also hid in the shadows that the light did not shine.

The monastery is inclusive, wide in and narrow out, and has a very high status in the eyes of the world, and the disciples of the monastery have not insulted the prestige of the monastery, and have been able to beat other sect families from generation to generation.

So how happy are the many disciples who have passed the assessment standing in the audience now, and they are glad that they have entered the monastery of their dreams.

In contrast, the children of the family were much calmer, and they could get more than a little more information than those who were casual cultivators, so they naturally knew that the high elimination rate of the monastery was terrifying.

Dong Fu and Yi Yao followed the Yi family team out of the courtyard, and as soon as they got out of the courtyard, they bumped into the Huaxu clan and their group, obviously waiting for the Yi family team to accompany them.

There are a lot of people outside the door, so the people of the Huaxu tribe are closer to the more familiar Yi family.

Yi Cai, who was standing in front, let go without the presence of the emperor, and the very old-fashioned "accidentally" and "accidentally" rubbed the wind moth in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Moth Girl. Yi smiled at the wind moth.

The cultivation qualifications of women in the Huaxu tribe are far better than those of men, so all the people in the circle of the wind moth are women, and they have almost never come into contact with men, which has something in common with what happened to Yijiao.

It's just that there is not the slightest understanding of the opposite sex.

"No, it's okay..."Wind Moth was obviously not used to talking to Yi.

Yi Shot knew the situation of the wind moth at a glance, and took advantage of this topic to chat with her a few words.

Knowing that the wind moth was the kind of slow-burning type, it was not appropriate to be in a hurry, so he decisively retreated and ended the chat.

The deacon's disciples led everyone to the martial arts arena, Dong Fu didn't understand at first, why something always had to be gathered in the martial arts arena, but after seeing the terrifying number of people, he understood.

But the martial arts arena is much bigger, so big that so many people feel sparse here.

The Heavens and Ten Thousand Races are just a general term, and the real species are definitely not known to be 10,000, and there may be hundreds of thousands or even more.

When the Heavenly Court was still there, there were still households to check, but when the Emperor of Heaven was not there, all the ethnic groups were blooming, and there were births and deaths of ethnic groups every day, and it was not realistic to verify this kind of thing.

Other large families also gathered separately, and the children of those small clans often had only one place, no different from casual cultivation.

At this time they stood in pairs or alone, waiting for instructions from the monastery.

The Yi family arrived late, this is not unintentional, it is really the dignity of the Yi family as a top family.

Such an example is naturally not only the Yi family, the Huaxu clan who walked with the Yi family, but also Lei Ze, Bi Fang, etc., the dragon and phoenix clans of the demon clan, the divine beast White Tiger, and the Xuangui clan.

The three countries of the Terran race, which are the most hosts, are the last to come, after all, the monastery is in the Eastern Regions, the territory of the Terrans, and the abbot of the monastery is the Terrans.

When almost all the major clans came, the upper echelons of the monastery were also late.

The leader had an ordinary face, dressed in a plain robe, tied his hair with a scarf, and dressed like a scholar.

It is the abbot of the monastery, Zhu Wenqu, whose name is taken from his own ancestor Zhu Xi: "The canal is as clear as promised, for there is a source of living water." ”

And Zhu Wenqu also inherited the family business, picked up the ancestral Confucianism, and cultivated Haoran righteousness.

Dong Fu also noticed that one of them was dressed as a hunter, with red lines painted on his face, and the most striking thing was the longbow he was carrying behind his back, which seemed to constantly emanate murderous aura from this person's bow.

Dong Fu naturally guessed that this was the emperor of the Yi family, and this was also the appearance of the emperor of the Yi family outside the Yi family.

You must know that the art of killing is not a family, relying on the appearance of the immortal wind bones of the old family in the family may kill the heavens.

The Yi family started by killing, and the name of murder has long been engraved in the hearts of all ethnic groups.

This emperor was named Yilie, and served as an elder of criminal law in the monastery, and his status was quite high, and he accumulated great prestige.

Dong Fu and everyone in the Yi family looked at Yi Lie with longing, especially Yi Wu.

It is conceivable that Yi Lie's camp is radical.

Yi Lie also glanced at everyone in the Yi family, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly upward.

Zhu Wenqu took a step forward and looked directly at the freshmen below.

Just when the crowd thought he was going to speak, he arched his hand to the sentient beings and said:

"When the fire is flowing, the big day is empty, and you can still cultivate your skills, I am very happy. ”

As soon as the words came out, a sour and rotten gas arose.

The sages once said: Those who know are not as good as those who are good, and those who are good are not as good as those who are happy.

The sages of the past replied: ......"

Dong Fu only knew at this time that Yide was so merciful when he was in the ancestral hall that day.

This dean's mouth full of knowers is also almost the truth.

Yide at least tells a story, has a storyline, although he can't get rid of the cliché of singing praises, but it is also flesh and blood.

Although Dong Fu was still about to fall asleep when he heard it.

Also, Yide still has an estimate in his heart. Although it is just a program, it will gradually raise the voice to "wake up" you.

And although this Dean Zhu is full of energy, his tone is like walking on flat ground, without any waves.

Dong Fu guessed that Yi Yao was about to fall asleep, he squinted at Yi Yao, and sure enough, Yi Yao was almost drooling.

Dong Fu patted Yi Yao, Yi Yao woke up immediately, and then looked at Dong Fu with a sense of getting up.

Dong Fu spread his hand and pointed to Yi Yao's cherry-like little mouth, the lips below were very moist, as if there was a clear liquid accumulation, and Yi Yao noticed his saliva at this time.

She poked out her pink little tongue and shook it from side to side, applied saliva evenly to her lips, and then gave Dong Fu a roll of her eyes.

Dong Fu was helpless, so he simply chatted with Jiang Ji.

"Alas, are all Confucian cultivators like the dean?"

"Well, he's still okay, his ancestor Zhu Xi is called terrifying.

Legend has it that when Zhu Xi went out to travel, he encountered other powerful cultivators who killed people and oversold goods, and then Zhu Xi relied on his incorruptible tongue to reform what that person said, and was willing to be Zhu Xi's attendant. ”

"It's so powerful!" Dong Fu didn't expect this kind of thing to happen.

"Actually, don't think that the cultivator is voluntary, the Confucian Haoran righteousness can cultivate the cultivator himself, and it can be easy for the ghouls and the like.

But for the rest of the people, a subtle infection will be formed, and when the infection accumulates to a certain extent, a Confucian imprint will be formed in the soul.

This brand is like the brand of slavery, and you will obey the person who inflicted it. ”

Dong Fu: "Confucianism and Taoism are so powerful!"

"Of course, Confucianism and Taoism are the top avenues on the way, and they can even fight with the Yi family's killing dao and arrow path. Jiang Ji said.

"These two paths of the Yi family came out in corpses and blood, and when the Wan clan attacked the Fuxi ancestral land, they paid the price of dozens of times the Yi family's casualties in order to stop the Yi family.

Just that Yi Lie, his combat power is at least in the top three among the more than 20 emperors. ”

Dong Fu: "It turns out that the Yi family is so powerful, what about the Jinwu clan?"

Jiang Ji said in a very unhappy tone: "The lethality of the Golden Crow Clan's Sun True Fire is still stronger than that of the Yi family's Sunset Divine Shot.

But the "Locking Heart Formula" that your Donghuang clan gave to the Yi family can actually give birth to a trace of the true fire of the sun, the two fires have the same origin, and they are not afraid of the true fire of the sun at all. ”

He also said: "There are many paths that you Fuxi have cultivated, the five elements of yin and yang, wind and thunder, and even the changing path have people cultivated, and the most unreasonable thing is that there are some peak figures on every way."

However, what your Fuxi clan is best at is the blood path, and the achievements of the human race are basically inherited from the legacy of the Fuxi clan, and then slowly developed. ”

Dong Fu: "There are so many, so what should I choose?"

Jiang Ji's image appeared in Dong Fu's mind, and he rolled his eyes widely:

"How do I know, you freak have the qualifications of the five elements yin and yang.

What makes me want to beat you the most is that there are seven grades of each qualification, which are high-grade qualifications, and they have improved a little bit in the Golden Crow Secret Realm. ”

Dong Fu looked at the image of Jiang Ji deliberately appearing in his soul, and said helplessly: "It's wrong to have good talent." ”

Jiang Ji rewarded him with another white eye.

"Therefore, it is better for you to choose a path that covers all of them, or is more compatible with your qualifications. ”

Although Dong Fu was convinced by Jiang Ji's words, after all, Jiang Ji didn't need to lie to himself, but wasn't the most taboo thing for cultivators to exert force evenly?

"Donghuang boy, I know what you are thinking, but this is not a precedent in the Fuxi clan.

That sword-wielding Fuxi Eastern Emperor Taiyi is all the attributes of the five elements of cultivation, so it's not impossible for you to do that. ”

Dong Fu: "But I don't have the corresponding exercises." ”

"If there are no monasteries, then there is only the Fuxi Secret Vault. Jiang Ji said. ”

"Fuxi is hidden, what is that place?"

Jiang Ji: "That's your clan's secret, and I also listened to my father." ”

Dong Fu: "Who is your father?"

"It's the famous Dijun, you don't know if you say it. Jiang Ji looked stunned.

Dong Fu really didn't know, but looking at Jiang Ji's look of "ask me who Dijun is", he wittily changed the topic.

"Then I have to choose a branch, which one is the best?"

Jiang Ji supported her chin with her hand: "It's still the Blood Dao Branch!"

"Bloodway?"