673. Chapter 673: Blood Refining 02
The flow of people, evenly cut and divided into hundreds, spread all the way up from the foot of Qingyun Mountain, and looked down from the sky, like a centipede that has been broken into countless sections. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Densely packed with countless people, waiting in line on Qingyun Road, the atmosphere was hot, solemn, dull, and strangely blended together.
There is a whisper of talking, rapid breathing, a nervous heartbeat, nervous sweat... Everyone's face is very strange, and all kinds of expressions are intertwined, like the color of random graffiti, and it is difficult to see what color and emotion are expressed.
Above the sky, a black cloud covered the overhead.
It was the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall standing above the sky, overlooking below, and at the top of the stairs were dozens of black-clothed gardeners, with indifferent faces, not saying a word, and exuding a cold aura that no one should enter.
The gaze projected below, blazing like a sword light, pierced the gardener's skin, and they didn't even bother to look away.
These eyes converge, if you split them, they can be roughly summarized into the following emotions: envy, yearning, worship, longing...
Maybe there will be a kind of imaginary pride in my heart out of thin air, and the husband should be like this, and he should replace it, or if one day, I γγγγγ The ambition of not pulling or pulling.
I didn't care about these blackfriars in the slightest, in fact, they were just guarding the door!
It is understandable that the lowest-level monks, even if they are the gatekeepers of the sect, are ten thousand times more "honorable" than the vast majority of mortals!
Of course, these converging eyes will also be mixed with very little, extremely obscure gazes, and the emotions in them are somewhat unusual, such as indifference, disdain, scrutiny, jealousy, and so on.
"Is this the gardener of the Qingyun Sect, the breath is very cold, giving people a sense of bloodthirsty danger...
"The one above his head is Li Muzhi, the Law Enforcement Palace, the aura exuded is also beyond the indifference of ordinary people, this sect gives people a very dangerous feeling from the inside out, what the hell!"
"Qingyun Sect, don't look at the qualifications, the bones, the nonsense, I want to see what you want to make a name...
The cold wind blew down the top of the mountain, like a shallow stream, meandering down, and a faint coolness climbed up everyone's heart along the soles of the feet.
"Next batch!"
In the indifferent voice, the people in the front row moved and stepped into the Qingyun Sect.
Zhang Lang's face was wrapped in a circle of bandages, half of his face was covered, Nai pulled his head and walked forward with the team, and the gardener next to him just glanced at him indifferently and withdrew his gaze.
"What exactly are you talking about?"
Fu Hu Wolf looked further inside, the closer the guards lined up on both sides of the road, all of them seemed to be carved out of a mold, their breath was indifferent, and their eyes were full of cold light, like fierce wolves.
As a well-known casual cultivator, he had a lot of dealings with sect disciples, but Fu Hu Wolf swore that no sect disciple in his memory could bring him such a chilling feeling.
It's not about strength, it's about temperament, that kind of indifference, like the craziest and most bloodthirsty dangerous elements in casual cultivation.
But that kind of person, among the huge group of loose cultivators he knew, there were only a few people who could call out, but in front of him, these were all swept over at random, and they were all that kind of feeling.
"You'll see it right away, a white building with a few wavy lines of water carved into it." Zhang Lang's voice fell on Fu Huwolf's ears, giving him a rather weird feeling: "I haven't been in there yet." β
The word "ah" dragged on with a long tail note, which made people fall goosebumps, and Fu Huwolf frowned.
The feeling of the evil door is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a faint uneasiness in his heart, Fu Huwolf snorted coldly, and simply didn't think about it, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, what kind of **** blood refining with his own strength, what else can go wrong, but it can't be passed?
Turn east and west, then go straight all the way, follow a newly paved road to the innermost point, and then, the whole vision seems to suddenly change style.
The towering and strange buildings plunge into the sky and clouds, and further in, you can see a dark forest in the distance, surrounded by rusty iron fences, which gives people a ghostly feeling just by looking at it.
Shaking his body, Fu Hu Wolf turned his head to look to the other side, and there were two men in white standing on a huge stone, and he had an impression of these two people - Hinata Ningji and Jun Malu.
"Look to the right, that's it!"
Zhang Lang's voice sounded in Fu Huwolf's ears, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked to the right, sure enough, it was a strange building with a miserable white body, like an inverted cone, and four flowing water-shaped ripples were engraved on the surface of the building, filled with strange power, making the whole world seem to be dimmed.
There is only a black slit, like a half-closed door, which can only accommodate one person to pass through, as if there are some demons and monsters sealed inside, and there is no trace of light, faintly giving people a sense of suffocating oppression.
"What's in there?"
Fu Tiger Wolf asked in a low voice.
"Maybe it's the devil's graveyard, maybe it's the gate to hell, I haven't been in." Zhang Lang quietly sensed the familiar smell around him, "Ten people can enter at a time, at most one can come out, or none of them can come out, but the living people can obtain the strength and qualifications to be reborn." β
"This is the blood refining!"
Fu Hu Wolf's pupils shrank, and he instantly seemed to understand something, "Since someone came out alive... β
Zhang Lang's mind flashed the indifferent and crazy eyes of those gardeners, and he shuddered in his heart, he seemed to know what Zhang Lang was going to ask, he directly interrupted the other party's question, and replied: "The people who come out alive, no one will say, those who have not been in, and no one dares to ask, this is the rule... However, you can see for yourself and guess for yourself! β
What an irresponsible answer!
So, Fu Huwolf's eyes widened and he looked thereγγγγγ
One, two, three... Nine, ten...
Silently counting in my heart, the queue in the distance was a group of ten people, and then, after a while, the building would light up with an arc of light, black.
"Nothing happened?"
Fu Tiger Wolf was puzzled, so he continued to count in the next round, until in the sixth round, he caught a glimpse of a man in white who stepped into a line and walked in.
"White eyes, the same eyes as Hinata Ninji!"
Fu Tiger Wolf was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand what this meant, he just saw the man who had cut in line just now walking out of the crack when the next arc appeared.
"It's...
Fu Tiger Wolf's breath was fierce, and his eyes showed an unbelievable brilliance!