No one noticed Qianyuan's downfall, and all the leaders focused their attention on the hedron screen.

It is not difficult for a monk to reach the realm of these people, and it is not difficult to multitask. At this moment, some of these monks were exploring in the wilderness, and some were meditating in retreat, so they set aside a consciousness to stay on the Dharma Body, and in this glazed hall, they watched what happened in the dream realm.

Dwelling consciousness in the Dharma body is a popular practice among high-ranking monks. When he reaches a certain level, most monks will be in retreat for thousands of years, and by the time he wakes up, the mortal world has already gone through the vicissitudes of life, and at the same time, it is quite boring to practice blindly.

As a result, the vast majority of monks chose to use the Dharma Body, and then traveled through the red dust from the Dharma Body, which was no different from normal human beings in the eyes of mortals. It is precisely because countless monks have become obsessed with the Dharma Body that many well-known refiners in the cultivation realm have begun to shape different Dharma Bodies, and there are even some high-level monks who have created their own exercises related to the Dharma Body.

The same is true of these masters, who send their Dharma bodies to talk to each other while talking to each other while being distracted to watch the various dreams of these teenagers.

But this situation came to an abrupt end.

I don't know when all the Dharma Bodies stopped talking to each other, but paid serious attention to these young students.

Most of the heads here were summoned by Qianyuan, and most of them didn't care about the disasters that happened to the Great Xia Imperial City.

After all, the immortals have different paths, once the monks step into the cultivation, they will break off with the red dust by themselves, and these monks don't care what happens to a mortal dynasty.

As for the sect Dabi, there are only a few sects that are a little concerned, and it was not until Qianyuan took out the fireworks flag off the ground that these heads took the initiative to devote themselves to it, but they were not completely serious.

Until they see the potential of these trainees with their own eyes.

"Where did these children come from?" muttered the Lion King's Dharma Body, "How extraordinary is the potential of one or two?

All the leaders also nodded and agreed with what the Lion King said.

Gong Zhongqian, who had a childish face, also suddenly spoke, "That brother who was drawn to the top of the line is willing to trade with me?"

While shouting, Gong Zhongqian looked at a spar screen with a satisfied expression, the figure on the screen was Qianmo, the young man was full of momentum at this time, wrapped in gale wind, and was about to fight with a giant beast of the wilderness.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and countless leaders also began to speak, wanting to trade to a higher order.

Among them, only a few people sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and did not speak. One of them is none other than the Lion King.

"Although these geniuses are indeed strong, they still seem to be inferior to a firework flag off the ground at this moment. When the lion king thought so, he did not participate in the mutual bidding of the group of leaders.

Qianyuan looked at the riot on the side, a little proud, after all, this was his single-handedly planned, and it was common sense to be satisfied.

The noise of the outside world did not reach the dream realm, and at this time, the iron guard was lurking on the beam of a house, lying down and holding his breath.

Under the beams, a bloated figure swayed slowly through the door.

The figure was gorgeously dressed, all woven of satin, and he hugged two bewitching women and shouted to the door.

"Listen to me, you guys, anyone who comes will tell him to fuck off!"

The tone was a little intense, and he even shook his huge belly.

"Yes!" shouted two young men in armor outside the door, straightening their waists, closing the door and standing guard outside.

The bloated man laughed and walked to the door.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the iron guard on the beam of the house had already landed, like a cat's claw, and there was no sound when the iron guard landed.

"You...... How to ......" The bloated man let go of the bewitching and clenched his throat tightly, but the two bewitching fell straight to the ground, cutting off the qi first.

Iron Guard only had cold in his eyes, staring at the bloated man quietly, and slowly pulled out the long knife in his hand.

"Hmm...... Hmm!" he tried to call for help, but the Iron Guard's quick blow had severed his vocal cords, making him unable to speak.

A cold light, blooming in the dark night.

"Here...... Is it the so-called dream realm? ”

The Iron Guard stood on the roof, still calm, as if nothing had happened.

He looked at the city, the city seemed to have no end, and at a glance, there were only countless green halls and tiles, faintly shiny in the white moonlight.

It was the fourth day he had been here.

There is nothing special about this city, like the imperial city, it is a prosperous capital, with merchants and traders, and countless people flow every day.

On the day of gathering by the lake, the Qianyuan Daoist was just a word, and the iron guard fell into the darkness. When he regained consciousness, he woke up on the streets, hungry but without food.

His pride made him chew and steal to make a living, so he searched everywhere and started his old business in this strange city - a killer.

The Iron Guard has no name, the Iron Guard is just a code name.

Tie Wei had no parents, and in his recollections, he was brought up by his master since he was a child.

The master is a killer, because he retired at an old age, he began to train talents for the organization, and the way he cultivated it was to take in many homeless children like the Iron Guard, and raise and teach them as they went.

The master's teachings were extremely strict, and the guards had been living in a brutal training for as long as they could remember, and the children were extremely demanding, teaching them the anatomy of the human body and even dissecting corpses in a dark hut every week.

And that's just the beginning.

More and more children are unable to withstand such darkness, some have lost their minds, some have failed to keep up with the progress, and their cultivation speed is too slow.

And these people, without exception, disappeared from the life of the Iron Guard.

He didn't want to be eliminated, so Tie Wei went crazy to complete the target, practicing frantically every day, completely desperate, he just didn't want to go back to the life on the street that ate the last meal and didn't have the next meal, so he worked hard and gave full play to his maximum potential.

And just like that, a year passed.

After the most basic training, the master taught them the art of killing, and every week, the Iron Guard and the others would get three new corpses to learn how to kill.

Gradually, Tie Wei would not panic even when he saw the corpse, and there was no longer any fluctuation in his heart, and just like that, another year passed.

Until his tenth birthday, his master took him to a house without light, and then the master brought another person. The two were given a dagger each, and the master asked them both to kill each other, and only the one who survived could get out of the room