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In this way, the mortal world gave rise to tribes, and later nations. As for the world of cultivation, this is even more so, and there is no way out for the so-called pursuit of leisurely casual practice. Even the Nine Emperors, the Three Qings and the like, if they want to create a huge foundation on their own, it is also wishful thinking.

For example, Yang Jian's victory over the Buddha in the Western Heavens, Xingtian's punishment in Chiyou, etc., is the same reason.

Not to mention, the Nine Emperors, the Three Qings and the like are not omnipotent, it is impossible to really incarnate thousands of people, and any trivial matters are done by themselves, even on the battlefield, down to the cannon fodder sent to death, to the strong generals of the three armies, all of them are the more the merrier.

Of course, Fu Xi and Haotian are an exception, in their glory days, there was naturally no shortage of subordinates, but after the battle of the flood and famine, they almost fell completely.

Because of his foresight, Fu Xi still left a Dijiang, but unfortunately, he was killed by Zhanbai in the end. As for Haotian, there really wasn't a single soldier left.

Of course, the theme of this chapter is not about this, but it is also related to it.

No matter which force it is, it must have its own channels for cultivating its subordinates. Don't talk about anything else, just talk about Haotian who has fallen.

During the flood period, Haotian was also considered a strong party, and its power was no worse than the other Nine Emperors. In addition to the subdued Wu clan, it is more self-cultivation, and it relies on the Haotian Shura Realm, and because of this, the army under its command is named the Shura Army.

Haotian, as the Nine Emperors, either refining or snatching, has a lot of magic weapons on his body, but among these many magic weapons, there are only two of the most powerful, that is, Haotian Tower and Haotian Shura Realm, which are divided by their own body.

Most people in the world know about Haotian Tower, but very few people know about Haotian Shura Realm.

The Haotian Shura Realm is called a magic weapon, but it is extremely special, unlike ordinary magic weapons, some genius earth treasures or tangible things will be added to the refining. But it is based on the ontology and is formed by the fusion of its own Sumeru realm.

So far, these two * treasures, one inside and one outside, have slowly achieved Haotian's great reputation.

Outside the main tower of Haotian, it is used as a blade for Haotian to use against the enemy.

And the Haotian Shura Realm has become a tool for him to secretly cultivate his subordinates.

Back then, every time the Shura army fought against Feng Xian, for a period of time, it met the gods and killed the Buddhas, and the scenery was infinite, and its foundation was in the Haotian Shura realm.

The other Nine Emperors and even the Sumeru Realm of the Six of the Three Qings are at most for people to practice, and it has become a blessed land. But the Haotian Shura Realm is extremely special, because it contains the chaotic qi in Haotian's body, and after it is integrated into Sumeru, it produces a mutation, and in this small world, an endless number of Shura soldiers can be conjured.

These Shura warriors were condensed by the chaotic qi, and although they could not be taken out of the small world and used for their own use, they had an excellent effect on the cultivators within.

It's not hard to understand when you think of purgatory, which is also filled with the aura of chaos.

However, every time a monk enters the small world of Haotian, every time he kills a Shura soldier, he will invisibly absorb his killing energy, and over time, in addition to the rapid improvement of cultivation, he can also accumulate his fighting spirit and become the best soldier and general on the battlefield.

The chaotic qi cycles repeatedly, as long as there is a trace of it, over time, it can grow slowly, and it is not too much to say that it is endless. And as long as the chaotic qi is not extinguished, the Shura soldiers in the Haotian Shura Realm will be endless, which is undoubtedly the best place for the blood refining army to train.

It's a pity that although Zhanbai has inherited this Haotian Shura realm, it is the same as the Bagua Record, he only has it, but he has not refined it, he can borrow it, but he can't do it like an arm.

Now, most of Zhanbai's energy is focused on refining the Bagua Record, and he can't take care of the Haotian Shura Realm for the time being.

Because of this, although he has a way to open it, it consumes a lot, even if he uses his current cultivation and full support, it can only be used by 100,000 people to experience fifty years of training in it at most, and he must not be distracted by other things.

Zhan Bai's coming over this time was more of a wake-up call for the Blood Refining Army, because he had to welcome everyone who was about to return from purgatory, so he was destined to have no way to open the Haotian Shura Realm today.

However, this is also good, leaving a day for the Blood Refining Army to check and fill in the gaps in order to be fully prepared. At the same time, he was also given a day to deal with trivial matters, so that he could retreat with peace of mind and fully support the Haotian Shura Realm.

Next, Zhanbai explained some details that needed attention, until his mobile phone rang, and then he left in a hurry, and it was noon.

Xiaona sent news that the group of people from the purgatory trip had finally returned, and they were in the courtyard where Zhanbai lived, waiting for Zhanbai's summons.

The arrival of these people was undoubtedly the only thing that Zhan Bai couldn't let go of before the retreat, so as soon as he got the news, he didn't stop at all and flew away.

The most elite disciples of the hundred sword collars, the carefully selected disciples of the hundred sword Feiyan, plus a full hundred sword demons, a hundred years ago, left the earth to go to purgatory, no more, no less, a full three hundred people, a hundred years have passed, and when the glory returns, there are still many missing figures.

Three groups of people, according to different camps, were led into the courtyard by Xiao Na one after another.

The first thing to dial in was the collar of the sword.

This group of disciples with sword collars is the oldest Cang Jiansheng and Yan Mi who are the leaders of the team.

The two of them walked in front of each other, one left and one right, and behind them were a hundred and ten disciples, and they could clearly feel that these people had changed greatly compared to a hundred years ago, not only the improvement of cultivation, but also their temperament, and they had vaguely become the demeanor of a strong man.

"All of them have reached the Taiyi True Monarch Realm, good, very good." Looking at the one hundred and ten disciples in front of him, Zhan Bai was very relieved and satisfied.

It's a pity that none of the people who were praised showed joy, especially Cang Jiansheng and Yan Mi, who were walking in the forefront, and their faces were even more sad.

Compared with a hundred years ago, Cang Jiansheng at this time is no longer sloppy, and although Yan Qi is still a pseudo-mother, she is a little more heroic.

"The disciple deserves to die, and he has come to confess his guilt." Cang Jiansheng suddenly took a step forward and knelt in front of Zhanbai, Yan Qi was only half a step slower, and bowed down with his hands on his waist.

"What is the sin?" Zhan Bai seemed to understand something, but still asked.

"On this trip to purgatory, the sect master can be said to have placed great hopes on him, and even gave him a lot of life-saving methods for this, but in the end, my sword collar disciples still lost 12 people." As soon as he thought of his dead colleague, Cang Jiansheng's face turned sad.

The sword collar was originally the most stringent in the entire Sword Pavilion system. This time I entered purgatory, and I selected 100 people with the best qualifications from thousands of disciples. To put it bluntly, taking out any one is enough to be called Chu Chi's baby. But these treasures were lost twelve people in the hands of Cang Jiansheng and Yan Mi, and this loss was almost appalling for the sword collar.

Hearing this, Zhanbai's face also became gloomy, and only then did he have time to count the number of people, no more, no less, counting Cang Jiansheng and Yan Mi, exactly eighty-eight people.

"Although there is a reason for this, I don't want to interfere too much. After going back, no matter what the punishment is, it is up to Chu Chi to decide. The excitement at the beginning gradually subsided, and Zhanbai didn't know what to say for a while, waved his hand, and let them go back.

The collar of the sword has its own charter, and there is no need for Zhanbai to overstep the bounds.

All the disciples with the sword collar had obviously already returned to their hearts, and after hearing these words, they all saluted Zhan Bai and left.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Feiyan and the others were led in by Xiao Na.

The realm of Taiyi Zhenjun, which is the same color, has also undergone a qualitative transformation compared to a hundred years ago, and while Zhanbai was saying some scenes, he was the first to count the number of people.

Seventy-six people, twenty-four of whom were broken, were worse than the collar of the sword.

Jian Feiyan's six rotating pavilion masters were all present, and they were also like Cang Jiansheng and Yan Mi, disgraced, not like they were returning to their hometowns, but more like injured wolves eagerly returning to their nests.

"Nineteen of the six doors were killed in the battle, and the remaining five are from the Nine-Tails." Coincidentally, the rotating pavilion master at this time is still Wen Zili, as the pavilion master, she naturally reported the loss, and while speaking, she also vaguely signaled to Zhanbai a woman behind the turnover.

Come to think of it, that woman should be the leader of the Nine-Tails Xuan who entered purgatory this time.

Zhan Bai clearly remembered that at that time, he deliberately divided ten out of Jian Feiyan's one hundred places and gave them to Jiuwei Xuan.

"yes, I see." Zhan Bai nodded, "You have been tired for a hundred years, now that you have come back, you should cultivate for a while, and as for the rest of the matter, it will be carried out according to the original track." ”

As Jian Feiyan left, the last group of people walked in, but Zhan Bai was secretly shocked.

When I left, there were 100 people, and when I came back, there were a lot of them.

The hundred sword demon clans of the Taiyi True Monarch Realm were so high-spirited that they shouted "father" to Zhanbai in unison, and then waited for Zhanbai's review like a victorious general.