Chapter 32: Black Bones
"Today, I, as well as your Wind Invisible Senior Brother and Senior Sister Zhong Yan, are here to gather everyone, mainly to hold an ancestor worship ceremony for the newcomers you have just joined. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"Before that, I will tell you about the origin of our grass temple fair. ā
"Thousands of years ago, Qing Tianzi, the founding patriarch of my Ten Thousand Demon Sect, accidentally came to this grass temple and discovered my sect's supreme biblical Ten Thousand Demon Treasure Book. At that time, the patriarch was just an ordinary person who farmed, but he was fortunate enough to learn words from Xiucai in the village for a few years before he could practice the supreme exercises in the treasure book. Later, the patriarch used the cultivation of the Xuandan Realm to go out of the mountain, recruit disciples, expand his power, and create the predecessor of my Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the Grass Temple Fair. ā
Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Shen Ye's eyes, he didn't expect that the founding patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect was just an ordinary person farming at the beginning, and it was really difficult to explain the chance.
Ling Wuwu paused, and continued with emotion, "Later, after several generations of efforts, the strength of the Grass Temple Fair has far surpassed the era of Patriarch Qingtianzi. At that time, the sect leader Mo Yunzi changed the name of the sect to the Ten Thousand Demon Sect in order to promote the prestige of our sect. Another thousand years passed, our sect suffered a catastrophe, six combined powerhouses were killed in battle, and at the critical moment, a team composed of elite disciples assassinated the enemy's three combined powerhouses, instantly turning the tide of the battle and turning the tide. Later, the leader of the elite disciple squad named the squad the Grass Temple Fair. Since then, the Grass Temple Association has always been based on the principle of cultivating elites, absorbing and cultivating members, and strictly limiting the number of members. ā
"In addition, the outfit on your body is actually the disciple's uniform of the Grass Temple Fair back then. I hope you can understand your mission, our Grass Temple Sect is a sharp blade of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, stabbing the enemy into his chest when he appears!"
Ling Wuwu's words were very contagious, and they suddenly gave people a great sense of mission and pride, Shen Ye felt a lot of blood surging in his chest at this time, and he couldn't wait to fight for the sect immediately, full of fighting spirit.
"Let's carry out the ancestor worship ceremony, the ceremony is very simple, bow to our ancestor three times, and it will be completed. ā
Shen Ye and the three of them looked at Ling Wuwu's hand, and they found that there was a black skeleton in the corner of the Grass Temple.
A big-eyed man beside Shen Ye couldn't help but ask, "Is he the Qingtianzi Patriarch?"
Ling Wuwu shook his head and said with a smile, "No. ā
Shen Ye and the three of them were stunned for a moment, could it be that the ancestor worship ceremony was not to worship Patriarch Qingtianzi, or was it not possible for others to do it?
Seeing the confusion in the eyes of Shen Ye and the others, Ling Wuwu explained, "It was from this skeleton that Patriarch Qingtianzi found the Ten Thousand Demon Treasure Book back then. The ancestor drank water and thought of the source, and asked future generations to keep it in mind, so the ancestor worship ceremony of our grass temple fair is to worship this ancestor. ā
Shen Ye's faces suddenly showed a sudden look on their faces, and they understood.
Walking two feet away from the black bones, Shen Ye suddenly felt a strong evil qi piercing his skin with a faint pain, and it was a little difficult to breathe, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. This person has been dead for at least thousands of years, and the evil qi is still condensed, how many people do you have to kill before you can have such a strong evil qi!
With awe, Shen Ye bowed three times.
"Okay, I'll go first, invisible, and now I'll talk about you. After hurriedly speaking, Ling Wuwu turned into a phantom and left.
In the air, Ling Wuwu's body suddenly shook, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He quickly flipped his hand and lowered a small bottle of the pill with his head tilted back like drinking water, and after a while, his face showed a hint of ruddyness.
"I don't know what happened to Black Star, he's hurt more than me......" Ling Wuwu muttered, his eyes full of worry.
In the grass temple, the wind said slowly, "Our grass temple will adopt a one-to-one training method for newcomers. It's about having a mentor for every newcomer. Let me first talk about the respective mentors of the three of you, Qian Feng, your mentor is bloodless. Zhao Qing, your mentor is Zhong Yan. Shen Ye, your mentor is me. Do you have any comments?"
All three of them shook their heads at the same time, this was just a scene, they were not qualified to choose a mentor.
"That's it, but I have to tell you that you'll be training with your mentor for a while. If you fail to pass the tutor's assessment, your membership will be cancelled. That's the highlight of the day. Feng invisibly bit the word "highlight" very hard, paused, glanced at Shen Ye and the three of them, and said with a smile, "You are the members of our Grass Temple Fair this year, and the three of you will be sorted through a competition to decide who is the new chief member." ā
When Shen Ye and the big-eyed Qian Feng heard this, they both perked up, they both understood the meaning of this battle-it would determine their status in the guild!
Feng Wuwu coughed and said, "Before the fight, I will introduce the talents and achievements of the three of you. Qian Feng, in the late stage of Qi Condensation, has a quasi-fifth-degree fire talent, and has defeated two disciples in the Guiyuan period and passed through the fifth layer of the magic tower. Shen Ye, in the early stage of Qi condensation, the fourth-degree ice talent, once received the angry blow of the Moon Fairy, passed through the fourth layer of the magic tower, and had the power of the bloodline with great potential. Eh, Zhao Qing, the former disciple of the Imperial Sword Gate, the peak of condensation, the fifth degree of thunder talent, once killed two disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect of the Guiyuan Realm, and passed the fifth layer of the Demon Tower. ā
Hearing this, Qian Feng looked at Shen Ye and then at Zhao Qing, his big eyes blinking. Feng Invisible is extremely informative, although in terms of talent and combat performance, he is better than Shen Ye, but the sentence "has the power of the bloodline with great potential" tells him that Shen Ye must not be underestimated. And Zhao Qing is even more obvious, the fifth degree of thunder talent is better than him, and the record is also better than him, although he also has a bit of a killer feature, but it is definitely not so simple to win. However, Zhao Qing's origin suddenly made him full of interest, who was very gossipy.
Shen Ye smiled bitterly in his heart, these two are geniuses, and it will be another fierce battle!
The crowd came to an open field outside the Grass Temple. According to the arrangement, Shen Ye and Qian Feng will compete first, and the winner of the two will be qualified to compete with Zhao Qing. Shen Ye was not surprised by this arrangement, after all, Zhao Qing's strength was obviously stronger than the two of them.
Shen Ye and Qian Feng flashed and came to the center of the venue.
"Senior Brother Shen, although you are younger than me, I will not show mercy to my subordinates. After speaking, Qian Feng's face turned pale, his lips moved slightly, and then his hand was raised slightly. I saw a flash of red light, and a huge firebird soared into the air, flapping its wings twice, and it was less than three feet away from the dark night in a short time. At the same time, Qian Feng's foot slammed on the ground, and his body instantly rushed towards Shen Ye, and he shook it hard with one hand, and suddenly the blood-red red spiritual power wrapped his fist.
Shen Ye's face was solemn, Qian Feng's firebird technique was obviously much more superb than the original Chi Yuzi, and this firebird was one size bigger. He pinched his fingers several times, his mouth opened slightly, and an inch of white light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge ice pick and shot at the firebird. Then he also clenched his fist, and his arm suddenly seemed to be coated with a layer of gold paint.
There was a loud bang, and the fists of the two smashed together, and Shen Ye suddenly felt that the fingers that were in contact with Qian Feng were hot and painful, as if they had been doused with hot oil. Qian Feng also endured severe pain, and he felt as if he was hitting an iron plate.
Dengdeng, the two of them took a few steps back at the same time.
Shen Ye took a deep breath, if it weren't for the mystery of condensation, I am afraid that he would have suffered a lot of losses at the first time. Qian Feng looked straight at Shen Ye, if he was a martial artist who practiced power, then Shen Ye was a martial artist who practiced strength, he felt that Shen Ye's realm in strength was definitely higher than his own realm in power, because he only relied on his strong spiritual power to tie with Shen Ye.
In the air, when the firebird saw the icicle, it immediately deviated slightly, but because the speed was too fast, it was finally shot through the chest by the icicle, and with a wail, it disappeared into a little starlight.
Qian Feng exhaled lightly and said to Shen Ye in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Shen, I know that ordinary tricks are no longer useful to you, and I will use my secret skills to defeat you next!"
"Drink!"
Hearing Qian Feng shout, the aura on his body surged suddenly, and suddenly a wave of qi swept away from his body, and then a red spiritual power shrouded Qian Feng's whole person, and the spiritual power burned like a flame, it seemed that Qian Feng was like a burning man at the moment.
"The True Body of the Flame Demon!"
The wind watching from the sidelines couldn't help but lose his voice. Hearing the sound of blood without a trace, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a solemn face, "Is it the trick of the senior brother?"
Looking at Qian Feng on the field, the wind sighed invisibly, and sighed, "Yes, I didn't expect that Qian Feng's talent is not bad, and he has already refined the first stage of the Yan Demon True Body, Yan Bing!"
Blood Traceless frowned slightly, and said, "Can the little junior brother resist the first-stage Flame Demon True Body?"
Feng Invisible shook his head and said, "I don't know, let's see." ā