The purple-red liquid was tumbling and boiling, and bursts of white smoke rose from the liquid surface, Jun Xie frowned and stood in front of the vat containing the purple-red liquid, seeing that the liquid in the vat was close to boiling, Jun Xie did not hesitate to put the blood lingzhi in his hand into the vat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the blood lingzhi touched the surface of the water, it quickly dissolved, as if it had never appeared at all, and the liquid in the tank also began to change from purple red to light blue, and in a few breaths, the purple red color disappeared completely, replaced by an ice blue.

The most amazing thing is that in the end, only the ice blue liquid at the bottom of the vat remains, looking at his masterpiece, Jun Xie couldn't help but grin.

This ice-blue liquid has a nice name, it's called Dark Blue Ling, the secret recipe of the Underworld Saint's forging body!

Without the slightest hesitation, Jun Xie directly lifted the vat, raised his head and swallowed the dark blue in the jar into his stomach.

The entrance of the dark blue bell is a kind of dry heat, which then comes the coldness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and then then transforms into blazing heat, and so it transforms back and forth, spreading throughout the body.

Jun Xie's body began to appear abnormal red and blue, at first Jun Xie felt a little refreshed, and slowly began to notice a trace of pain, but then that trace of pain quickly expanded.

Jun Xie gritted his teeth, he knew that the most important time had come, as long as he could carry it, this forging would be considered a success.

There was about a cup of tea, Jun Xie gasped and sat on the ground sweating profusely, although he looked embarrassed, Jun Xie's eyes revealed a kind of ecstasy.

Shaking the fist in his hand, Jun Xie took out a dagger and lightly slashed it on his arm, without the slightest mark!

Feeling the power surging up and down his body, a smile appeared on the corner of Jun Xie's mouth, there should be the power of the mid-stage spirit disciple_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

The sun was shining, and early in the morning, there were young people and girls from the Jun family who walked into the school.

"The annual family assessment has started again. Hehehe, think about it, the situation of leaving the school more than ten years ago is still vivid. A middle-aged male warrior with long blue hair hanging down behind his back stood in front of the academy and let out a sigh of emotion.

"Boss, get on in, you're sentimental. A young female warrior beside him, her lips bloody, her hands in the pockets on either side of her pants, a stick of grass in her mouth, rolled her eyes.

"Hehehe, Yinghong, don't worry. It doesn't matter if it's morning or night. Anyway, the head of the family has already taken care of it, and our new members this year have already been decided. The blue-haired male warrior laughed.

"Is that the first-class genius named Fang Yuan?" The female warrior named Jun Yinghong "cut" and said dissatisfiedly, "The head of the family means, isn't it just to let our group be nannies!"

"But this nanny's task is not easy to complete. The blue-haired male warrior sighed, "Forget it, let's go in and talk about it." ”

With the passage of time, more and more martial artists of the Jun family walked into the gate of the academy and stood in the martial arts arena.

These warriors are men and women, young faces, middle-aged men, and even many old men.

After a year of learning from the academy, the warrior will come out and form a group to complete the tasks issued by the family. These martial artists who came to the martial arts arena were representatives of each group, who came to observe the performance of the students, and when they took a fancy to them, they were absorbed into their own groups.

For the group, this is to absorb new blood and grow stronger.

For new members who join the group, under the leadership and guidance of the old members, they can quickly adapt to the new environment, complete the family tasks more efficiently, and reduce casualties.

The sun was gradually rising, and the students entered the arena one after another.

"That's a lot of people today. The teenagers were amazed.

"Look, that's Lord Qingshu. The first spiritual master of our Jun family, Lord Qingshu's temper is notoriously gentle. Someone pointed at the blue-haired male warrior and exclaimed.

"Senior Hongling is also here. ”

"Over there, it's Miss Tilt Li from the third room of the Jun family!"

Qingshu, Hongling, and Tilt Li are the bright stars among the martial artists of the Jun family and are well known to the students.

"Alas, I can't get into the group of their three seniors. I only have Ding and other qualifications, and my cultivation is still an auxiliary spiritual technique. A teenager sighed and asked his friend, "What about you?"

"Oh, I've got in touch with it. It's my uncle's cousin's godson. ”

......

While the students were observing these martial artists, Qingshu, Hongling, Qian Li and others were also observing these students.

"Huh, Jun Xie is also here?" Jun Yinghong couldn't help but say in surprise when she saw Jun Xie in the crowd.

The blue-haired male warrior Jun Qingshu was not too surprised, but just glanced at Jun Xie lightly, in Jun Qingshu's eyes, Jun Xie is a person who can't make any contribution to the family at all, and he is not worth remembering.

At this time, the head of the Jun family, Jun Mingtian, the head of the Jun family, Jun Unintentional, the second room Jun Tianfeng, the third room Jun Fengming and others, rushed in. They went under the shed and sat down in turn.

"This year, not only the head of the family came in person, but also Tianfeng and Fengming, two adults, came. ”

Seeing this, both the students and these martial artists were a little excited, there was no such situation in the past. As for Jun Unintentional, not too many people have paid attention to it.

"It's not surprising that Jun Tianfeng and Jun Fengming's grandsons are all here. ”

"Fang Yuan is the successor of the family's cultivation, and he will fight against the Xiao family's seeds of hope in the future. Naturally, the head of the family should also take a good look. ”

There was a cacophony of chatter from the crowd.

"Brother, you have to behave well. Jun Qianli looked at Fang Yuan in the crowd, silently thinking in her heart. Her group is the largest and the largest. At this time, there was a circle of martial artists around her, which showed her momentum even more.

As her nemesis, Jun Yujue in the Jun's family's room, stood alone, although it was a person, but Jun Yujue threw people a quiet and far-reaching indifference.

After secretly looking at Jun Yujue again, she withdrew her gaze.

After a brief speech, the family assessment began.

Battles were taking place in three rings at the same time.

For a while, the shouts, shouts, the sneering sound of the light blade formed by the spiritual power when it flew out, the impact of fists and feet, and the discussion of the martial artists of the Jun family in the audience converged into one.

"The level of boxing and kicking this time is a bit high. Soon, Jun Yinghong saw the difference.

"Hehehe, it's all thanks to Fang Yuan. Jun Qingshu smiled.

"What do you mean?" Ying Hong was puzzled.

Qingshu explained again, it turned out that Jun Fangyuan had been practicing fist and foot kung fu hard, which led to a wave of trend of learning fist and foot kung fu.

Ying Hong couldn't help but be amazed when she heard this: "Fang Yuan, this kid, is very good, he can bring a wave of trends, it's a little interesting." ”

She looked at Jun Fangyuan and Jun Xie in the crowd, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart—these two people are in the same heaven and one on the earth.

"In the next battle, Jun Yuzhu will face off against Jun Fangyuan. In a ring, the presiding Jun family warrior shouted.

Jun Fangyuan jumped up, and Jun Yuzhu walked up the steps with a solemn face.

The two sides saluted, and without saying much, they directly exchanged hands, and in an instant, the light blade condensed by spiritual power flew in the air.

The two sides are constantly firing at each other, and at the same time, constantly moving and dodging.

Although Yuzhu is a girl, her basic skills are quite solid, and she has been on a par with Jun Fangyuan in a short period of time. But as time passed, her physical strength gradually weakened and she fell into a disadvantage.

In the end, she was sweating and had no strength, so she could only admit defeat.

On the other hand, Jun Fangyuan was still not red or panting.

"The magic trick to enhance endurance, isn't it the ...... of "Niu Nai" in the family" Under the stage, Jun Xie observed, and immediately saw Jun Fangyuan's emptiness.

Jun Fangyuan had cultivated at least three spirit techniques, but this was a special case. In the hands of their peers, everyone generally has only one spiritual formula.

Not only because of the rarity of spiritual tips and the relationship between economic pressure, but also because the use of spiritual formulas also requires continuous practice and accumulation of rich experience.

Greedy and chewy, the students have just started to practice martial arts, and a spiritual trick is enough for them to practice and master.

The assessment continues.

"Damn, jumping like a rabbit!" In another ring, a teenager shouted angrily, "Jun Meng, are you a gentleman, do you dare to fight with the young master!?"

"Cut, it's a fool to play hand-to-hand combat with you. In the ring, Jun Meng laughed disdainfully. He relied on the spiritual technique of cultivation to have extremely high mobility, jumping around, and his skills were very agile.

And his opponent has no brute strength, but there is no place for heroism. The shrewd Junmeng doesn't play melee with him at all.

In the end, he was hit by a light blade from Jun Meng in the chest, lost too much blood, and was defeated.

The doctors on the scene immediately rushed up to treat his injuries.

As time passed, many students were ruthlessly eliminated, and at the same time, many teenagers began to show their talents.

Fang Yuan, Jun Meng, Jun Liu......

It's noon.

The students with Ding and other qualifications have all been brushed off. Their qualifications are limited, and they choose some simple spiritual techniques, and if these spiritual techniques are used for battle, the help they will play is too low.

"Junior sister, the spiritual technique of your cultivation is to increase speed, and our group is in need of an auxiliary martial artist. ”

"This senior, I want to join your group, my spiritual skills are attacking. ”

"I'm sorry, but there is no shortage of offensive warriors in our group for the time being. ”

......

The groups have already begun to accept newcomers, and the students are also picking groups.

The battle in the ring is actually not very ornamental, and after a few games, there are not many highlights, and it is very lackluster. Because many people have chosen the Light Blade Technique, generally speaking, when the two sides fight, the first thing is to shoot the Light Blade. Often, whoever runs out of spiritual power fails.

If both sides are not strong in spiritual power at the same time, then compete with fists and feet. In short, in the end, there will always be one person who falls.

Whether it is a student, a martial artist, or those family elders, they are all a little interested in it, and some people are about to doze off.

In the evening, only single-digit students remained in the field.

"It's finally coming to an end. "Some of the warriors fought Hache, barely lifting their spirits.

At this moment, a martial arts referee shouted: "In the next game, Jun Fangyuan will fight against Jun Evil!"