In a quiet room in the Great Xia Palace, Zhuo Yang, who had left everyone, sat cross-legged, his brows furrowed tightly.

Bai Cheng was taken away, which was very unfavorable for him.

Although Bai Mingyuan gave himself a year in front of the world, thinking that during this time, Zhuo Yang on the bright side would not be targeted, as for what would happen behind the scenes, it was uncertain.

After a long time, without Bai Cheng in his hands, he couldn't say that he would be killed by an inexplicable person in a certain moment, and he didn't even know the mastermind behind the scenes until he died.

This kind of situation where everything is out of control, Zhuo Yang doesn't like it very much, as if he can't control the plot by telling the story, and he can't hold a bowl when he eats.

However, it has come to this point, no matter how much you think about it, it is useless to improve your strength at the moment.

Therefore, the Great Wilderness Forbidden Land must be gone, not only because it is needed for the task, but also because the Origin Divine Treasure is of great help to the improvement of strength.

In addition, there is another way to quickly improve your strength, and that is to obtain a huge amount of faith points and continuously improve the skill level of the Great Prophecy.

If you can really reach the realm of saying what you say, don't say that you are a powerhouse in the Grandmaster Realm, even those ancient powers that only exist in legends may not necessarily be opponents.

"Brother System, I remember you said that the so-called inability to cultivate in this world is just a way to do it, can I understand that as long as there are corresponding means, anyone can cultivate?"

Since you want to gain a huge amount of faith points by opening a sect, you must have enough means to improve the cultivation of everyone, and only in this way can you be trusted and it is possible to obtain faith points.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhuo Yang naturally casts the cheeky Dafa, grinding and all kinds of soft and hard bubbles in the system, and wants to gain more understanding of cultivation, it would be better if there were countless exercises.

However, cheekiness also has natural enemies, no, Zhuo Yang's cheeky Dafa is destined to return this time.

I only listened to the mechanical words of the system: "In principle, this is true, but where did you get so many faith points to exchange for the corresponding exercises?"

The system blocked Zhuo Yang with one sentence, and the meaning was already quite obvious, if you want to practice skills, I'm sorry, exchange faith points.

Here, Zhuo Yang hid in the room for three days in a row and practiced according to the "Guiyuan Sutra", while grinding the system from time to time.

On the other hand, since the Liuyun Valley Sect Leader spoke, the Great Xia Kingdom had fallen into unprecedented difficulties.

A large number of merchants began to transfer their assets and evacuated the imperial city one after another, and countless civilians left their homes, either joining their relatives or fleeing.

In just three days, the population of the Great Xia Imperial City suddenly decreased by nearly half, and most of the shops and liquor shops on the streets were closed.

At this moment, those who remained in the Imperial City were either not thinking about where they would go, or they were civilians who had lived in the Imperial City for generations and had no relatives.

However, in the context of such a depression, the royal family of the Great Xia Kingdom began a construction in full swing.

The three princes opened a clan and established a faction, and those who enjoyed the country must recommend one person to join the royal family, regardless of men and women, young and old, as long as they want to become a strong person, they can practice the exercises, and those who have merit in the imperial army must go to the Chinese people to practice.

In addition, with the Qin Palace's Mansion as the center, the buildings within a radius of five miles were levied by the royal family at a high price, and it is rumored that a tower will be built!

To be honest, this should have been something worth celebrating, after all, it was the dream of countless people to be able to cultivate immortals like those legendary hidden sects.

However, most people avoided this, for fear that they would enter the tower that was about to be built, in that case, they would really be tied to a rope with the three princes, and then Liuyun Valley would be able to let themselves go?

Of course, there are two sides to everything, and some people avoid it, and naturally some people will rush to it.

For example, those soldiers who lick blood with knives, and those who live at the bottom and desperately want to change their fate.

So in the midst of people's mixed emotions, a long queue formed on the square in front of the palace.

And the so-called Chinese are responsible for assessing everyone is the general Gu Ling of Pingnan and the old general Chen Lao, the deputy commander of Zhengxi.

Originally, everyone thought that the assessment should be very strict with these two people, but no one expected that the assessment content would be scolded by the two of them, and then asked if you want to become stronger, if you want to beat me!

Anyone who answered that he didn't want to hit someone was eliminated, and anyone who angrily replied that he wanted to get stronger and beat up two people was all included.

This strange scene suddenly made everyone's eyes widen, and they only felt that it was really a child's play with the Chinese family, after all, it was rumored that the third prince was very valued by the Great Xia Emperor, and he was crowned a prince at a young age.

Now that the three princes have only one year to live, I think all this is just to make this favored prince happy!

There are not a few people who have this kind of thought, and even the many monks who are still staying in the imperial city can't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly.

Monk, who is not a genius with outstanding talent and peerless style, how can there be such a child's play assessment method, if these people can cultivate, then their own monk is too cheap.

Although there are still many monks in the imperial city at this moment, they are not really monks, and the highest strength is only similar to Zhuo Bufan.

But they all have a common characteristic, they don't cultivate in the most primitive way, everyone has a so-called inheritance, they are the real Zhaoru realm.

"No, it's an insult to the monk!"

Looking at this strange assessment method, the faces of many monks began to become ugly, and they didn't know who said such a sentence.

For a while, many monks got up and walked slowly towards the assessment venue, their faces already turning blue and white.

However, the two examiners, who had been busy for a few days, had already been dizzy and racked their brains to stimulate everyone's nerves.

I saw Gu Ling, the general of Pingnan, saying to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with a wide mouth: "You little bastard, how can you be a soft-footed shrimp with five big and three thick feet, do you want to become stronger!"

"Hehe, I want to! I want to dream of it, I want to beat you powerful people every day! Why can the powerful eat and drink spicy food, we have to thank the gift for eating steamed buns, I don't accept it!"

I have to say that this teenager has been in line all morning and has already been familiar with the assessment routine, and answered in the way that he thinks is the most inadequate.

General Pingnan listened to these answers all morning, and he really couldn't understand why the third prince would ask for an assessment like this.

Just when he smiled helplessly and shook his head to let the young man pass, a voice came from behind him: "Okay, then you go and beat him!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but shake their faces, and the guy who came out of here actually disrupted the assessment.

Gu Ling's face changed, and he turned his head to scold, but the next moment he was stunned on the spot.

I saw a young man in the crowd coming out, who could it be if it wasn't Zhuo Yang, at this moment he grinned, his eyes were full of playfulness and he stretched out his hand to a strong man in his forties in the crowd around him.

"Eh, Third Prince, why are you changing your routine!" The young man was obviously stunned, and couldn't help but look in the direction of Zhuo Yang's finger, and suddenly the whole person was not good.

Because the man was dressed in a coarse cloth robe, with a nine-ring broadsword hanging from his waist, and a fierce beast beside him, he looked like a monk who had appeared in the imperial city in recent days.