The nine people named are undoubtedly happy, and those who are not named do not need much sympathy.

The crowd of onlookers was dismissed, and those who should have been sent were sent away.

In the small circular courtyard, the only open space is densely packed with human heads.

The nine people hired were not in this group.

Looking at the rows of heads, Meng Xiaopao continued the unfinished business.

"Since you have signed a contract with me, then I will be responsible for you, and then I will teach everyone to cultivate, those who have spiritual roots will wait for a while, and those who do not have spiritual roots will open up the mortal veins first, and I will try my best to let everyone cultivate spiritual power."

"The people I refer to stand forward, the others stand back."

After speaking, according to the information given by the medical soul, he stretched out his hand and pointed out the one without a spiritual root.

The original intention is to open up the mortal veins, but at this time I feel that there is not so much need, those who have spiritual roots will use spiritual roots to cultivate, and those who do not have will open up mortal veins, and the magic recipes will be consistent with ordinary products and several lower grades.

Since you have to have a strong body to work, cultivation should be regarded as strengthening your muscles and bones.

The difficulty of cultivating immortals without the assistance of spirit stones is undoubtedly huge, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is too difficult to absorb and refine after all, so there is no need to worry too much about them that they may become threats in the future.

It is inevitable that the altar will be preached at the end of next month, and there is no intention to hide it again.

There are twenty-one people who have no spiritual roots.

Meng Xiaopao handed over the opening method that had been prepared a long time ago to everyone.

Seeing a piece of one person's hand, Meng Xiaopao spoke again: "This is the recipe to open up the mortal vein, endure the pain and be reborn, and then embark on the road of cultivating immortals, it is unbearable to build, and can only be ordinary to old age." ”

For Xiuxian Meng Xiaopao, it is still difficult to explain, otherwise a group of children will not understand.

Carefully explained the specific situation of opening up the mortal vein, and then asked them to bite their fingers and drip blood to welcome the spirit.

The magic trick has a spirit, and the invitation of the essence blood will make them operate independently, and the development is also their own operation, and the only thing that the pioneered can do is to be firm, endure their pain, and reap their benefits.

Summer is just too stuffy.

The wait at this time seems to be a little difficult.

The four of them will cool down their spiritual power, but the others will endure it silently.

In the same waiting, the gears of time slowly tossed and turned.

A muffled sound sounded, and Meng Xiaopao looked at it, a nine-year-old child failed to open up, he was sentenced to death by the Immortal Dao, there is no innate spiritual root, and the acquired mortal vein fails to open up again, and he can only become an ordinary person in this life.

In a hundred years, he will disappear from this world completely.

Considering that time is indeed short, it is no wonder that everyone prays for immortality.

If the opening fails, the magic will use the spirit to repair the damage caused to the meridians during the opening, but after the repair, the magic will be wiped out.

Jun Ze took out the child who failed to open up, and then continued to wait.

"Shhh...... Yes...... Not...... Woohoo......"

The voices of failure continued one after another, and they were completely abandoned by the Immortal Dao.

Meng Xiaopao said that he just tried to let everyone cultivate spiritual power, and the opportunity was given, and the failure was due to their own weak will, and they couldn't complain about others.

Time is still passing, and those with strong hearts are still enduring the pain of opening up, and there are bitter and sweet.

Time passed in silence.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon.

The first child who has successfully opened up opened his eyes, and with the successful opening of the meridians, inner vision, night vision, and thoughts will slowly become self-taught, which is also some unspeakable mysteries in cultivating immortals.

Before getting up, he reported the information: "Thank you boss for cultivating, my name is Zhang Sawzi, I am thirteen years old this year, and I am willing to follow the boss in the future." ”

"Well, let's rest for now, the others must be soon."

The boss is the name of Meng Xiaopao for himself, I wanted to find a title to pull the wind, but I didn't come up with it after thinking about it for a long time, and finally I felt that the title of the boss was smooth, not as good as the Demon Zun and the prince, but it was unique~

Thirteen of the twenty-one people failed, and a few more succeeded at this time.

Time flies and time flies.

The only three people who remained also successfully broke through, and they used the low-grade method, and it was normal for a long time.

Six o'clock has been listed as dusk.

Although the sun is still hot, the breath of the night is secretly beginning to awaken.

The heat at this time is significantly different from the heat at noon.

More than half of the plan has passed, and all that is left for cultivation is perceiving aura and refining spiritual power.

It's been a busy day, and I'll have to get everything done at once tomorrow morning.

Facing the crowd, he shouted loudly: "The thirteen people who failed to open up are out of the ranks." ”

Thirteen children of all sizes, the only thing they had in common was a look of frustration.

Creation is in himself, Meng Xiaopao didn't want to comfort him too much, and said bluntly: "The thirteen of you have failed, fate is destined, you can't force it, I will find another way for you, go and rest first." ”

The thirteen people retreated compassionately, and Meng Xiaopao then said to the nine people who were admitted: "Come and receive the rewards you deserve, and go back to your room after receiving them." ”

The nine people stepped forward in turn, and Meng Xiaopao handed over different types of top-grade recipes to everyone.

Qianhe Zhao Jiayu is an exception, both of them are the best tricks, one is peaceful, the other is sharp, and they are divided according to their talents.

The nine people of the Lingqi bamboo paper have already seen it, and the nine people in their hands have already made it clear.

After each of them dispersed, Meng Xiaopao began to explain to the rest of the people how to perceive the aura and how to refine the aura into spiritual power that could be stored and used.

A small opening sermon was going on.

From morning to now, the three of them have been attracted by Meng Xiaopao's every move, and after returning from the river last night, she has changed a lot invisibly, less naïve and more serious.

At this time, she gave out a demonstration of spiritual power while depicting it vividly, and the ethereal things of cultivating immortals were told by her in a stylish and qualitative way.

Regarding the cultivation of immortals, the three of them only knew their names but did not know their meanings, and at this time, Meng Xiaopao said carefully, and the three of them also secretly studied together.

Random Town.

In a huge courtyard, all kinds of decorations show the spirit of local tyrants, the doors and windows are gilded yarn, the corridor lamps are all good lamp yarns, and the flower beds and mountain stones in the courtyard are also precious flowers and rare stones worth thousands of gold.

The bluestone paving on the ground of the courtyard is beautiful, and the scenery on both sides is beautiful.

On a wide ground covered with pebbles, a sturdy man is working out barefoot, the man is in his forties, if it weren't for the wrinkles on his face showing his age, he would have thought he was a man in his thirties just by looking at his figure.

Beside his massive frame, a petite woman trotted along.

The woman gasped as she followed, her forehead sweating and her cheeks flushed.

When the sturdy man heard that the woman was weak, he stopped and picked the woman up, and his old face grinned lewdly. laughed, bowed his head and gave the woman a big kiss, and the woman turned her head away with a sigh.

When the man saw that the woman was shy, he smiled: "It's still so easy to be shy about the concubine, let's go, I'll serve you well." ”

After saying that, he carried the woman to a golden-like house not far away.

Women are rare to see petite and exquisite, and their height is comparable to that of Meng Xiaopao, and the woman of 1.7 meters in the Cangsheng Continent is considered short.

Adult men are all 1.8 meters tall, and adult women are shortest at 1.7 meters.

The footsteps gradually faded away, but the corners of the eyes of the woman in her arms secretly showed a trace of bitterness, and she couldn't help herself by selling herself as a concubine.

Seeing that the two of them were about to enter the house, an inappropriate voice suddenly came: "Master, the person who killed the building is here." ”

The man's body stiffened, and then his face was full of joy, and he put down the person in his arms on the spot, and said with a little apology in his tone: "Wait a while, concubine, and then have fun when I come back." ”

The woman smiled in her eyes this time, and said in a cheerful tone: "Master, go, the concubine is waiting for you to come back here." ”

After hearing this, the man rubbed a handful of oil with his hand, and with the woman's trembling, he raised his voice and left: "Haha, let's go, go and see the good news sent by Tongzhilou." ”

As soon as the words fell, several Xiao Si stepped forward to dress him, wipe his face, and put on his shoes.

After a while, he immediately changed, wearing a glittering gold silk embroidered wide-necked shirt, his hair was also a golden crown and golden hairpin, and his hands were wearing gold rings, showing his wealth and wealth.

Wearing gold-encrusted summer thin-soled boots, he walked all the way away, showing his wealth and luxury.

stay in the living room.

Wu Jinhui shone brightly, and when he saw the three heads on the table in the hall, he immediately put them away with joy.

On the hospitality seat, a cold-faced man sat solemnly.

Wu Jinhui can have such wealth, behind it must be Zhang Luo Shiguang, as soon as he saw the cold-faced person, he hugged his fists and said: "The night rudder master is driving, and he is far away." ”

I didn't have time to greet him at night, I looked at Wu Jinhui with cold eyes, and spit out directly in a cold voice: "You should be familiar with the rules of our killing building, those who lie the truth die, and our three elite killers will fall to the ground because of your false information, what do you say I should do with you?" ”

After finishing speaking, the aura suddenly turned on, and the eightfold internal force was not a joke.

Wu Jinhui's sixfold internal force is not a cut.

The killer's aura is even more fierce than that of ordinary people, and Wu Jinhui is pressed into a cold sweat by the aura that never loses his night.

Gritting his teeth, he replied: "The information I gave is true, I have interrogated all the surviving live mouths at that time, according to the description, the woman should be the leader, the three men are all entourage, and then there is a portrait to judge, the three people in the painting are all ordinary gauze clothes, and there are not many highlights in the line, the woman is a young lady who is not deeply involved in the world, and the information I gave is not false~"

Ye Bushi came by order, he was only in charge of errands, and he had no interest in listening to other nonsense.

"For the sake of having more contacts in the dark, I won't worry about you anymore, the three elite killers can't die in vain, in order to give an explanation to Tongzhilou, 100 million gold beads per person as compensation, don't be too much, these 300 million gold beads buy your life, you should know better than me about the rules of Tongzhilou."

The first time to do this kind of thing, I didn't lose my heart a little bit, but this was an order from above, and he was helpless.

300 million does sound like a lot, but for Wu Jinhui, it's a different story, his business is all over the Random Town, and he can be said to cover the sky with one hand in the Random Town.

Of course, these are all on the surface, the town is a fake town, but in fact it is a big city, and the forces lurking in a big city cannot be sorted out in one or two clicks.

Just like Mo Wenxiang Teahouse, a few people in the Demon Bone Cave behind him can really tell clearly.

Although it is a hand covering the sky on the surface, the amount of gold that can be absorbed is also extremely terrifying.

Wu Jinhui nodded again and again with a little pain: "No problem, no problem, compensation is due." ”

Ye Buyu just wanted to finish the battle as soon as possible, ignoring his flattery, and opened his mouth to continue: "This matter is not over yet, you still have to continue to buy murder, not only that, but you also have to pay ten times higher than the original price to buy murder, if the target does not die, your business cannot be interrupted, if you want to live, you can only do this, the eyes of the earth protector are not easy to be blinded." ”

Everything is said according to the above meaning, coercion and temptation, this order must continue.

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The original price was 10 million gold beads, ten times is 100 million, although Wu Jinhui's heart was very painful, but he was forced by the obscenity of the Demon Bone Cave, he did not dare to disobey. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Cold Demon Venerable Don't Be Shy, Claw Bookstore" for free for the first time.