In the past year, the bloody first test of the black brand rookie has only happened a total of eight times when the team was personally led by the Supreme Sect Master.

These eight trials all have a common characteristic: the quality of the freshmen is not ordinarily high, the hopes placed on the sect are not ordinarily great, the difficulty of the trials is not ordinarily strict, and the danger index is not ordinarily high.

Under normal circumstances, the death index of the black card initial test led by the master of the lantern master Ajali will never exceed one-tenth of the strength, but with the change of head to lead the team, the situation is very different - the eight trials led by Vajra Sanzang have basically ended miserably, and the only one who has more than five survivors in the trial is the Jingzi monk who was known as the "genius gathering" four years ago. At that time, one hundred and eight male and high-spirited black-brand rookies were led to the Storm Swamp by the master of the house, and the task turned out to be to kill a ninth-level demon beast "Fire Spirit Turtle" that was in estrus, and as a result, only six blood gourds returned to the mountain gate alive.

It's cold-blooded and cruel, isn't it?

It's inhuman, isn't it?

There is no way, the quality of the monk is far more important than the quantity, and using this almost Gu raising method to survive the fittest, blow the sand and see the gold, in order to produce a mastiff from nine dogs!

The beating heart of the Maha Immeasurable Palace has never been a monk who sweeps the floor and fears the lives of ants, but the blood and sand of Buddha cultivation.

"Congratulations to the master! Congratulations to the master!" The guests were suddenly full of sycophants, eager to award the abbot a medal the size of the Temple of Heaven.

I heard that this year's number one Buddha Miao Wu Meiyu was unsuccessful, and I thought that half of the French characters had fallen into the country, but I didn't expect this group of imps to be so strong!

"Sect Leader Supreme ......" Guanyin bit her good-looking diamond-shaped red lips, and after a long time, she couldn't hold back the anxiety in her heart, and looked at King Kong Sanzang with anxious and nervous eyes: "There is a girl named Nadi, she, she, has she passed the test?" Before the head abbot could answer, her face was white, she shook her hands desperately, and muttered weakly: "Don't tell me, don't tell me......"

"Our Buddha cultivates six pure roots, the dust edge is cut off, Guanyin, how can your Dao heart be so frivolous!" King Kong Sanzang frowned, taught her a few words fiercely, and released the rookies from the "sleeve in the sleeve" with a flick of his sleeve.

It stands to reason that the monks should be blinded by the astonishing number of thirty-three rookies, and in the history of the Maha Infinite Palace, there has not been a glorious performance of the elimination rate of the black card initial test not even one to three, not to mention that this time it is still a difficult and bloody trial led by the head of the team.

But...... Almost all the monks have forgotten about this stubble......

It's not that they don't know how to count, but they were all dazzled by Chang Kai Shenyao, who was naked, for the first time, and almost everyone was shocked by his ghostly strong and perfect ten-pack abs.

It shouldn't be like this, because they have all met Chang Kaishen once before.

But who made him neatly dressed last time!

There is no other thought, and there will be no other thought, just a scripture flashing back and forth in my mind: "Color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color".

The flute, who was dressed as a man, was whispering to Zhuang Yuanlang with her head bowed and whispered, and when she looked up and saw Guanyin, she let out a scream in surprise, and rushed over with joy, grabbed Guanyin's arm and tears came down first.

"Mother!"

This shout full of emotion, although the volume was not loud, startled the clay pot brothers.

In addition to the beauty mole was indifferent, even Chang Kaishen, who had a big heart, was stunned.

If the man loses Yuanyang and the woman loses Yuanyin, there will be no way to survive the red dust tribulation and embark on the road of cultivating the truth - that is to say, it is impossible for Nadi's mother to give birth to Nadi in the mortal period.

The female monks all "slashed the red dragon" and broke the sunflower, and wanted to reproduce offspring and spread the branches, either to ascend to the golden pill or to disperse the gong - but looking at the crescent hoop worn by the diniang herself, it was obvious that she was a Buddhist cultivator with nine levels of qi refining! It is not logical to say that she was born as a monk.

What the hell is going on? Could it be that the Nadi is only in an adoptive relationship with her, not a biological mother and daughter?

But this inference just came out and was extinguished by the rookies.

The same blonde hair and purple eyes, the same beauty, Guanyin and Nadi stand together, giving people the feeling that the whole thing is a pair of twin sister flowers. If it weren't for the difference in dress, as well as the gap between Lori and mature women in terms of temperament and body development, the brothers would almost not recognize who they were.

If it weren't for the biological mother and daughter, human beings would have evolved into another kind of intelligent life!

"Silly boy, if you are a monk, you have no home, you should call me senior brother now. Guanyin touched the face of the girl Jianhao emotionally, and her rippling purple eyes were full of deep love and affection.

"I'll plug in!" The rookies looked at Zong Heng one after another, and the erudition of the beautiful young man in white had already pushed him to the throne of "Little Zhuge of the Maha Infinite Palace".

"Don't look at me, I wonder too. Zong Heng actually knew the inside story of this matter very well, but he still pretended to be incomprehensible in cunning: "As far as I know, the double cultivation methods of this sect's Great Joy Zen, Concentration of Wisdom, Desire, and Five Mozi Yoga Practice, even if the body is broken, may not lose the Yuan Yin." ”

"Yuan Yin is not lost, how can I get pregnant and give birth to a girl?" The stone lacquer armor looked at the back of the flute sneakily, covered his mouth and called out as a mosquito: "It's incredible!

Yan Fengjiao originally wanted to interject and look at the flute, but she swallowed the words when she came to her mouth.

King Kong Sanzang walked over and whispered a few words to Guanyin, looked back at the rookies and smiled, didn't even say hello, and stomped his feet and disappeared.

Seeing Guanyin's gaze floating over, the guests didn't dare to continue to turn their heads and ears, so they hurriedly raised their arms and shouted:

Who drew the Bee Refining Horn during the Golden Vase?"

"Who drew the 'Fire Chamber'? Come to me, come to me!"

"All the juniors and disciples who are interested in joining the "Beast Riding Zhai" have come to ......"

"I am a confidant of the Relic Jungle......"

"Where are the people who are 'more acupuncture'?"

"Who has drawn the "Great Compassion Fetal Tibetan Mandala"?"

"Which disciple belongs to our "Pure and Free Altar" ......"

Chang Kaishen saw a gray-haired middle-aged nun holding a blank piece of paper and announcing a series of names, the first one was him, knowing that this was a confidant of the "release pool", so he hurried over to the ceremony.

"Not the son of man, not the son of man (the meaning of sin, sin), after the end of the school into the Falke oil, dare to work senior brother to come to greet!"

"It's so outward. The middle-aged female nun had two blush on her cheeks, and she actually twisted and pinched the Wanfu gift of a layman, and she didn't dare to look at the champion Lang: "The poor monk is called Meat Bodhi, and the junior brother is polite." ”

Kaishen-chan almost turned into a meat futon, and endured extremely hard, but after all, he couldn't help but put a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't stop laughing, but the meat Bodhi standing opposite him suffered.

What caught his eye was the smile of the super handsome guy, and the smell of the ecstasy wood body came from the snort, and the eyes of the middle-aged nun suddenly fell into a huge trance.

"Look at her virtuous nature, and she is as hungry as if she has seen the only man left in the world. The beauty mole stood quietly beside Zhuang Yuanlang, and her tone was full of mockery, without concealing it at all.

"Fatuma, are you crazy?" The other two rookies who also belonged to the "release pool" also came closer, one of the red-haired girls was a fellow countryman with Lan Xianli, and after hearing that the mouth of the beauty mole was not covered, she couldn't help but persuade her: "Be quiet......"

Daring to offend his predecessors before he was fledgling was a very taboo thing in the cultivation world.

Don't look at the meat Bodhi is not good, but with her cultivation level of Qi refining triple, any rookie wants to rub the circle and pinch the flat.

No matter how talented you are, you have to grow up to be qualified to show off.

"I'm not from your "release pool......" The red-haired girl used her hot face to stick to the cold ass of a beauty mole in the world of Little Sumeru, and this time it was still the same.

Besides, she couldn't hear anyone else talk about it now. The beauty mole coughed heavily, and sure enough, she saw the middle-aged nun waking up from a nightmare, and hurriedly greeted a few of them.

Chang Sang picked a thumbs up for the beauty mole with admiration, but Lan Xianli shook his head and turned around and returned the back of his head.

A few close acquaintance monks noticed Lan Xianli's behavior, and the "rampantness" of this girl had to be noticed by her.

Guanyin was also one of them, and she looked up and down the beauty mole with that very firm gaze.

Her words, which she wanted to teach a lesson, turned around in her throat and swallowed it back.

Because, this girl wears a gold silk treasure bag with a back-patterned brocade around her waist.

This kind of storage magic weapon, the only acquaintance present is Guanyin. According to the rules of the Maha Infinite Palace, monks below the fifth level of qi refining are not allocated storage magic weapons, and if they want, they will save enough spiritual sand to purchase them themselves.

Immediately after, Guanyin was shocked to find that this group of rookies who had just crossed the robbery actually carried a treasure storage bag around their waists.

She noticed that there was no reason for the acquaintances not to see it, and while they looked at each other, the old birds' hearts were a little cold, empty, full of sour water and loss.

The staffing of the various houses was quickly assembled.

Shi Qi Armor, who is close to Zhuang Yuanlang, is in the "Xiang Ji Kitchen", which is a courtyard dedicated to cultivating spiritual fields, cultivating elixir fairy food, cooking rice and medicine food, and Yan Fengjiao enters the "Relic Jungle", which is a courtyard dedicated to exceeding, capturing and raising ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts.

Kaishen sauce secretly rejoiced, his "Mixed Yuan One Qigong" Qi refining period of the sixth natal supernatural power "Five Ghost Carrying" and the seventh natal supernatural power "Scattering Beans into Soldiers", it is very likely that in the future, he will have to rely on three irons to open the back door.

As for the other three young swordsmen who were not quite on the wrong path with him......

Zong Heng joined the "Fire Chamber", which was a courtyard dedicated to prospecting, mining, and refining.

The prayer is at the "Bee Refining Ship", which is a courtyard dedicated to catching and breeding demon bees.

Lan Xianli is a person from the "Needle Hall", which is a practice that specializes in teaching acupuncture, carving, acupuncture and other strange acupuncture techniques.

It can be regarded as having its place.