Standing on the mottled black 'color' arch bridge with vicissitudes of life, the wind blowing in the 'yin' cold wind blew across He Wuxian's cheeks, making him a little cold. THE FULL TEXT OF THE LATEST CHAPTER IS AVAILABLE AT WWW.800BOOK

He gathered his thoughts, stepped across the black arched bridge, and walked to the end of the bridge.

In front of him appeared a huge palace, a hundred feet high, showing a vermilion 'color' throughout, covered with glazed tiles and cornices edges and corners.

However, there were several huge cracks in the walls of this palace, and half of the palace sank to the ground, as if it would collapse at any moment.

At the entrance of the big 'gate', there were eight warriors wearing black 'color' armor, holding the sword of the Xuanbing in their hands, guarding the big 'gate' fiercely, and exuding a bloody breath all over their bodies.

On the big 'gate' hangs a huge wooden plaque that is crooked and slanted, with three blood-red 'color' characters engraved on it.

Shura Temple!

These three words are as big as a fight, and the blood-red is terrible, revealing the terrifying power of the heart, which makes people feel cold.

"This is where Deacon Jiang is talking about. ”

He Wuxian stared at the three big characters of the Shura Palace, and then under the attention of the eight senior martial artists, he stepped into the big 'gate'.

After entering the big 'gate', he saw a strange scene.

It was a dilapidated, 'gloomy' hall, with only a few oil lamps lit in the wide hall, emitting a dim glow.

Many warriors wearing robes, cloaks, and even masks covering their faces walked around the hall.

The lights reflected the strange-looking warriors, dragging out a long black shadow on the ground, which looked a little ghostly and terrifying.

He Wuxian just swept his eyes across the hall, and saw many warriors with broken hands and feet, and warriors in rags, hiding in the dark.

There were also crazy warriors huddled in the corners, muttering something to themselves.

These strange and sneaky warriors, coupled with the mottled walls around them, the cracked ground under their feet, and the dark and damp environment, all made He Wuxian feel that this place was worthy of being called an underground ghost market, and the whole was shrouded in a ghostly and mysterious atmosphere.

He withdrew his glance and saw a tall counter on the left side of the hall.

The counter is made of large rocks, and there are several oil lamps on it, reflecting the pale faces of the counter, which is a little scary.

There were two martial artists who walked in with staggering steps, registering something on the counter.

He Wuxian also walked to the counter, observed for a while, and then had a plan in his heart.

After the two warriors had finished registering and leaving, he stood in front of the counter.

There were several shopkeepers standing in the counter, a few old men in black robes who only 'exposed' half of their faces, and a middle-aged warrior whose face was covered with scars and missing an arm. （wwW.800book）

In the same way, these shopkeepers are all abnormal, exuding a faint bloody murderous aura and a mysterious and ghostly aura.

He Wuxian's eyes swept over a few people, and he found out that these middle-aged men turned out to be all strong men of the Martial Sect, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, and secretly sighed that the underground world was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

After a pause, he said to the scar-faced middle-aged Martial Sect, "Shopkeeper, I want a detailed map of the Sunset Mountain Range. ”

The scar-faced Wu Zong hugged his arms, squinted at He Wuxian, and a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, the first time you came here, you don't know the rules of our Shura Palace, right? If you want to get something, then you have to see what you have first?"

He Wuxian was slightly stunned, not very understanding his words, so he asked a few more questions.

Scarface looked at He Wuxian with disdain in his eyes, but he still explained the rules of the Shura Palace.

After his explanation, He Wuxian realized that the Shura Hall was not a place to sell things, and if he wanted to get what he needed, he had to rely on duels to obtain it.

Every warrior who enters the Shura Hall needs to have a treasure for these treasures to register.

Then, everyone's strength level and the treasures they have will be displayed in front of everyone.

Everyone takes what they need, as long as they find the owner of what they want, the two can duel, and the rules are set by themselves.

The Shura Hall does not bother with the agreements and 'exchanges' between the warriors, but it has two biggest and strongest rules, that is, you can't find helpers, and you can't cause trouble.

Whether it's asking someone else for help, or using monster pets to fight, it's not okay.

He Wuxian wanted to ask a few more words, but Scarface lost his patience and stopped talking nonsense with him, and directly reached out to ask him to take out a treasure to register.

In desperation, He Wuxian had no choice but to frown and think about what treasures should be registered.

In his parcel space, there are still nine Spirit Yun Pills and one Berserk Pill, but he still has to keep these pills for his own use.

Thinking about it, it seems that only the Xuanshuang Sword is the most precious, and he can't use it.

So, He Wuxian took out the Xuanshuang Sword and handed it to Scarface.

As soon as the Xuanshuang Sword came out, the icy blue 'color' brilliance bloomed, exuding a cold and cold aura, instantly causing the temperature in the hall to drop to freezing.

Several warriors who walked back and forth were all sensed and looked in the direction of the counter.

Scarface's eyes stared at the Xuanshuang Sword deadly, and he took the sword and held it in the palm of his hand, observing intently.

With his identity as a master refiner, he can see at a glance that this Xuanbing Sword is definitely not simple.

After a long time, when he finally found out the grade of the Xuanshuang Sword, his face was suddenly covered with a shocked look.

"This sword...... It's actually a ninth-level mystical weapon?"

Scarface exclaimed in disbelief, but he also realized that there was a lot of fish and dragons in the hall, so he lowered his voice.

The other four shopkeepers were also moved, and they all gathered around, and after the five of them studied the Xuanshuang Sword for a while, they finally determined that this was indeed a ninth-level Xuanbing.

Suddenly, the expressions of the five shopkeepers changed, and they all looked at He Wuxian with surprised faces, and their faces became very strange.

These five people all have the strength realm of a third- to fifth-level martial sect, and of course they can see that He Wuxian is just a second-level martial sect.

But He Wuxian was only a second-level martial artist, but he dared to take out the ninth-level Xuanbing, in their opinion, He Wuxian was definitely in the water.

The ninth-level Xuan Soldier, even in a place like the Shura Palace, where the Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon is located, has never appeared once in ten years.

A ninth-level Xuan soldier is enough to support the creation of a second-rate sect 'gate', even in the 'gate' of the eight major sects of the Eastern Wilderness, it is also a top-notch treasure.

Thinking of this, the expressions of the five shopkeepers became more and more strange, and they all gloated a little when they looked at He Wuxian's eyes.

"Boy, you'd better think clearly, this is a ninth-level Xuan soldier! Are you sure you want to register?"

Scarface looked at He Wuxian with a strange smile on his face, and reminded him.

He Wuxian smiled disapprerovingly, waved his hand and said: "It's just a ninth-level Xuan soldier, this kind of unpopular weapon, Young Master Ben hasn't taken it to heart, it's it." ”

The five shopkeepers immediately looked at each other, and they were all shocked by He Wuxian's words, and they looked at him with a hint of pity.

"This kid was kicked in the head by a donkey, right? Does he know what a ninth-level Xuan soldier means?"

"I bet this kid must have come in vertically and gone out sideways today. ”

"You don't talk nonsense! If it weren't for Lao Tzu, as the treasurer of the Shura Palace, who couldn't participate in the duel, Lao Tzu would have wanted to grab this sword!"

Until the registration was completed, He Wuxian could still hear those shopkeepers with strange faces, whispering 'privately' around them, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"Boy, this is your identity nameplate! Enter from the red 'color' big 'gate' on the left, and you will be able to reach the low-level Martial Sect area. ”

After saying that, Scarface returned the Xuanshuang Sword to He Wuxian, and threw him a black 'colored' brand.

This brand is an identity nameplate, He Wuxian held the sign and looked at it, and suddenly 'revealed' an expression of crying and laughing.

I saw that there were two words written on the front of the brand, Emperor A.

On the back of the sign, there are three words written, Little Flea.

Emperor A refers to the brand number, which is arranged according to heaven, earth, people, emperor, emperor, king, and A, B, C, and D.

And the meaning of little flea is his nickname.

In the Shura Temple, warriors generally do not register their real names when they register, but a nickname.

Scarface decided that He Wuxian was a rookie who came for the first time, so he didn't ask him what his nickname was, and casually 'gave' him the nickname of Little Flea.

He Wuxian muttered speechlessly: "Mom, although my brother is not very old, his body is still very fit, which point is like a flea?"

Muttering, he had passed through the hall and into the large red 'door' on the left.

Inside the big 'gate' was a pitch-black passage, and after passing through the passage, He Wuxian came to the low-level Martial Sect area where he had been.

This low-level Martial Sect area is a courtyard.

The courtyard is very open, with a four-story palace standing on all sides, and in the middle is an open space with a 20-zhang high red 'colored' stone tablet.

Scarface had already explained to He Wuxian just now that with the strength of his second-level Martial Sect, he could only come to this low-level Martial Sect area to hunt for treasures.

When he came to the low-level Martial Sect area, he found that there were hundreds of martial artists gathered in the clearing.

These martial artists were all low-level martial sects, with strength ranging from second-level martial sects to fifth-level martial sects, and they all stared intently at the stone tablet in the center.

The stele is red all over, full of 20 zhang high and 8 zhang wide, blooming with a cyan 'color' light, showing dense fonts on it.

He Wuxian took a closer look, and those fonts were clearly nicknames, representing martial artists.

After the nickname of each warrior, his strength realm and the treasures he possesses will also be marked.

The entire tall stone tablet was like a blue light screen, displaying the information of each low-level martial sect.

He Wuxian didn't know what was going on, but he also stared at the light curtain carefully, and soon saw a lot of novel information.

"Zhao Da Niu: Fourth-level Martial Sect, with a sixth-level Xuanjia and a Cold Ice Treasure Armor. ”

"Hu Xiao 'Hua': A fifth-level martial sect, with a copy of the Xuan-level top-grade materials and a copy of the vertebrae of the Red Armor Demon Tiger. ”

"Little Turtle: Level 3 Martial Sect, with a fragment of mysterious exercises, the grade of the exercises is unknown, at least above the middle grade of the Xuan level. ”

“......”

He Wuxian looked at the information carefully, and almost burst out laughing when he saw someone's nickname called Little Turtle.

He secretly scolded the shamelessness of the shopkeepers of the Shura Hall in his heart, and at the same time, he was also very glad that the brand he got was called Little Flea.

Although this nickname is not good, it is still acceptable, if it is called a puppy, a pig or something, he will 'want' to cry without tears.