Li Miao introduced: "The 'War Emperor' magic weapon can simulate the body of a bloodline cultivator and form it in the illusion realm. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info then you can control your divine sense and fight each other in the illusion world, even if the other party is thousands of miles away!"

"Just because of the 'War Emperor', countless powerful cultivators have become frequent visitors to our Blood Dojo. Even, the glory rating of the 'War Emperor' has become a noble status symbol in the world of mountains and seas!"

"Glory rating, what is that?" Zeng Xiaoren was puzzled.

"The powerhouses of the entire mountain and sea world will use the War Emperor to fight, and they will naturally distinguish the strong and the weak. And those who reach a certain level in the War Emperor will be given the title of glory by the Illusory Realm. They are Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond and other levels, and each level has five levels. It is said that there are stronger grandmasters and kings above!"

"Those who have the title of Glory, no matter where they are in the Blood Dojo, can enjoy VIP treatment, and they can get discounts for practicing here or buying weapon pills. Even if you go out, all the major forces will be treated as guests!"

"And how good are they?"

Before Li Miao could answer, one of the people who was watching the War Emperor on the side turned his head and snorted coldly: "How powerful? Just the lowest level five bronze powerhouses are no more than a hundred people in our Qicheng!"

"So strong!" Zeng Xiaoren was also surprised, Qicheng also had a population of more than 100,000 people, excluding those who did not practice and ordinary people, there were nearly 10,000 bloodline cultivators, but there were only less than a hundred bronze powerhouses!

"And that's not all. The man continued, "The strongest city lord of our Qi City is said to be only a third-level silver powerhouse, think about it, how strong the gold and platinum on it will be!"

Zeng Xiaoren took a breath of cold air, it seems that this glory rating is indeed extraordinary!

"Win!" cheered the people around the Emperor. On the crystal curtain of the Emperor of War, one person won the victory. Immediately after, a door opened under the Emperor's magic weapon, and someone walked out, it was the one who won on the crystal screen.

His face was slightly smug and high-spirited. On his chest, he wore a bronze coat of arms with four lines.

"The powerhouse of the Bronze Four!" everyone exclaimed, and the eyes that looked at him became extremely respectful. Everywhere he went, onlookers gave way.

Zeng Xiaoren was secretly envious, and said in a low voice: "One day, I can also become such a strong person, no, stronger than him!"

"It's just you, whimsical!" the man before sneered.

Zeng Xiaoren ignored him, but continued to follow Li Miao to familiarize himself with the Blood Dojo. In addition to the Battle Emperor's magic weapon, another feature of the Blood Dojo is the Battle Skill Table.

Combat skills, as the name suggests, are the skills of combat. And the battle skill platform is the place where the leaders of the Blood Dojo teach combat skills. Lin Yao, whom Zeng Xiaoren had seen before, was the head of the Blood Dojo, an eight-star general!

A wall was built around the console to prevent others from stealing from it. However, Li Miao told him that the staff of the Blood Dojo sneaked over to take a look, and those sect leaders would not say anything. If outsiders want to learn, they have to pay first.

The day passed quickly, and it was time for Zeng Xiaoren to officially work. He took the Blood Crystal at the bar and went to fill the base.

"The first, the gravitational field. As soon as Zeng Xiaoren stepped into the outermost outermost area, he almost fell to the ground because of his unstable center of gravity. The gravitational field is like imprisoning the whole body, making the flow of blood unobstructed.

Hetu said: "This is a good opportunity to practice, stay here for a while to hone your body, and the matter of filling the blood crystal can be slowed down." ”

Zeng Xiaoren did as it said, went a little deeper inside, and stayed in a place where five times the gravity. Use the power of the blood to support yourself to walk normally. With each step, he had to exert several times his strength, while also supporting the pressure from his whole body. Within a few steps, he was sweating profusely, and his strength was overwhelming.

"Your physical fitness is so weak, you have only been in it for less than ten minutes. A normal low-level bloodline warrior should be able to sustain half an hour!" Hetu criticized unceremoniously.

Zeng Xiaoren gritted his teeth, "Then I'll bear with it." He stayed for another three minutes, until the power of the bloodline was exhausted, and then he withdrew. Then he invited a high-level bloodline warrior who was practicing in the gravity field and asked him to help fill in the blood crystal.

After an hour's rest, Zeng Xiaoren came to the stone pit again. This is where reflexes are trained, and once inside, the formation will lower the stones floating in the air, and the attack will become more rapid as time goes by.

Zeng Xiaoren entered the stone pit, and above his head, there were dense pumice stones, and gradually stones fell under the traction of the formation. He dodged quickly, but inevitably got hit once or twice. Fortunately, the physical fitness of the bloodline warriors is still one level higher than that of ordinary people, and they will not be seriously injured because of this.

"Be vigilant, keep your eyes on the front and your body ready to move...... You've been smashed again, and your pace is too slow!" Hetu kept analyzing and commanding.

Five minutes later, Zeng Xiaoren walked out of the stone pit with a blue nose and swollen face, and finally he placed the blood crystal.

"Take a break and go to the next one!"

......

It wasn't until the evening that Zeng Xiaoren finished his work with a scar, and what made him ashamed was that he asked others to place many blood crystals for him.

"You work so hard!" The two waitresses at the bar watched Zeng Xiaoren come to receive the blood crystal again and again, and he practiced himself to the point of hanging the lottery almost every time.

"Two beauties, see you tomorrow. ”

When Zeng Xiaoren returned to the Lich Doctor's Hall, it was already night. Dark creatures begin to move, and can be dangerous as long as they are outside. But the Lich Infirmary didn't close as early as usual, and the lights were still on.

Zeng Xiaoren walked in the door and saw Yueru in a white dress, sitting quietly in the consultation hall, flipping through medical books. The light shone on her green silk, and a sparse shadow fell.

"You're back? I'm going to close the door any later. Yueru stood up, covered her lips, and yawned softly.

Seeing this scene, Zeng Xiaoren felt a warm feeling in a trance. He closed the door and said with a smile: "It's better to be Sister Yue, leave the door for me." ”

"How did you get this look?" Yueru frowned slightly, looking at Zeng Xiaoren's bruises.

"I accidentally got it when I was practicing. ”

Yueru shook her head and said, "I didn't expect you to look quiet, and your cultivation is as crazy as Qiaoqiao. By the way, I have the medicine I gave her earlier, and you can use it too. ”

Yueru took Zeng Xiaoren to the alchemy room, took out her specially formulated ointment, and gently applied it to his skin. The delicate onion fingers crossed the skin, and Zeng Xiaoren almost forgot the pain, concentrating on catching the subtle feeling.

"Okay, it's all skin trauma, relying on the power of the blood veins and the effect of the ointment, it will be healed tomorrow. Yueru handed Zeng Xiaoren a small jade bottle, "And these, use them for you." ”

After she finished speaking, she took small steps back to her room to rest.

Zeng Xiaoren wiped his body clean, returned to the room, and opened the jade bottle only to find that there were several blood qi pills inside. It looks bright in color, and it should have only been refined for a short time.

This should have been refined by Yueru for his cultivation. Not only is the Bloodline Pill painstaking to refine, but the materials are also very valuable.

Zeng Xiaoren couldn't help but sigh that Yueru was really virtuous and kind. I helped her once and made her an intern, and she repaid herself like this, compared to Yue Qiaoqiao, the girl who would only go against herself, I really don't know how many times better.

"Why is there such a big difference in personality between sisters?"

Zeng Xiaoren was about to start practicing the Xihuang Heart Sutra, but the little phantom butterfly fluttered its wings and flew onto his shoulder.

"Is there any news that I am concerned about?" Zeng Xiaoren was puzzled, and connected his divine sense to the phantom net.