The next day, the sky was just dawning, and the martial arts training ground was already overcrowded, unlike in the past, there was not a single child cultivating here, because the men, women, and children of Niu Mang Village had to hold a farewell ceremony for the children with outstanding spiritual roots yesterday.

The words of encouragement and the sound of congratulatory greetings made the scene a little chaotic.

Xia Luo is naturally included, after the Linggen disciple selection competition a few days ago, after Xia Weishan was appointed as the village head, the attitude of the people in the village towards him has taken a 180-degree turn, and some people who are good at drilling camps are deliberately close to pulling relationships, and at this time Xia Luo is surrounded by all kinds of compliments and congratulations.

Xia Luo naturally couldn't arouse the slightest interest in these people who tended to be inflammatory, and the hypocrisy was extremely hypocritical, and his face was slightly cold, so he wanted to break away from everyone and walk in the direction of Qian'er.

Seeing this, everyone was afraid that they would anger Xia Luo, but it backfired, so they turned their targets to Xia Weishan and Ge Yunru.

Xia Luo and Su Qian'er were reluctant to say some words of blessing, and at this moment, two luxuriously decorated windmills suddenly flew down in mid-air!

For a while, the finches in the field were silent, and all the people were stunned! For these villagers of Niu Mang Village, who are in the poor countryside and far away from the bustling towns, this windmill is a legendary existence!

It is rumored that this windmill can drive in mid-air, and as long as there is enough supply of spirit stones, it can continue to fly tens of thousands of kilometers!

It is also rumored that some people with advanced Taoism can use their own energy to attract this windmill without investing in spirit stones, and they can fly freely in the sky!

However, as to whether this almost legendary monk really existed, the people of the village did not know.

At this time, the doors of the two windmills suddenly opened, and two people appeared inside, and the person in the car in front of him, Xia Luo, also knew it, it was Deacon Xia Dongshi, who was presiding over the Linggen Selection Competition, and the one behind was a handsome young student.

Xia Luo looked at Xia Dongshi and found that the latter's face at this time completely devoid of the humility in front of the two elders Xia Fang and Xia Yuan, and said with a proud expression, "We are ordered by the two elders Xia Fang and Xia Yuan to send you to their respective cultivation areas, you must abide by the rules, otherwise you will act according to the rules of the clan, or be repatriated the same way, do you understand?"

Seeing Xia Dongshi's serious face, the twelve children all retracted their necks in fear, "Yes!"

"Good. Seeing these disciples cowering, Xia Donghou nodded, he made a gesture to the handsome little student behind him, and waited for the twelve disciples to get into the car, and then they drove the windmill in two different directions.

Xia Luo and Wang Chan were speechless all the way, this kind of windmill was the first time they had ridden, so they couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

At first, the two of them were still very curious to see what kind of scenery was outside, but when they saw that the outside was already a mountain of love, the surrounding mountains were erratic, and the houses below were as big as ants, they retracted their necks, and they did not dare to look down again.

The road was extremely boring and lonely, and Xia Dongshi kept meditating with his eyes closed, and the depressing aura exuded from his body made Xia Luo and the others dare not take a breath.

The windmill flew in the air for about a day, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that the speed of the car gradually slowed down, Xia Luo and Wang Chan blinked, and saw Xia Dongshi open his eyes and knew that the purpose had arrived.

Charlotte couldn't help but peek through the crack in the car window and saw that it was no longer a continuous mountain range, but a large lush forest.

"Could this be the legendary Hundred Beast Refining Domain?"

Xia Luo muttered secretly in his heart, according to the information that Xia Luo knew, the destination of their cultivation this time was the Hundred Beast Refining Domain, and they would be cultivating in this Hundred Beast Refining Domain for two years, and it was said that there were countless ferocious beasts in this Hundred Beast Refining Domain, which could be said to be extremely dangerous!

Before becoming a true Deadman, all Trial Disciples had a common name, Pseudo-Deadman.

The Pseudo-Dead Warrior must undergo long-term training before it can become a real dead land! The Dead Warrior includes four levels, namely Mortal Warrior, Demon Warrior, Demon Warrior, and Divine Warrior, these four levels correspond to the four realms of the Beast Clan, namely mortal beasts, demonic beasts, demon beasts, and divine beasts, and finally condense into an immortal body and become a dead soldier!

The dead have nothing to fear!

A pseudo-corpse must slaughter enough 1,000 vicious mortal beasts to become a mortal land, while a wizard must slaughter 100 demonic beasts to become a magician; a demonic warrior needs to hunt ten demonic beasts to become a qualified demon; and a priest only needs to hunt one divine beast to become a priest! Don't look at the number of divine beasts hunted by a priest is the least! But in the life-and-death struggle with the divine beasts, the number of earth-shattering talents who have fallen is also the largest!

Because of the difficulty of the cultivation of the dead soldiers, it has caused only a handful of dead soldiers in the Chinese Empire today.

Xia Dongshi controlled the carriage and slowly descended, and said, "You two can't be together, you must be separated!" Wang Chan, you go down first!"

Xia Dongshi pretended to be deep.

Under Xia Dongshi's cold gaze, Wang Chan got out of the car trembling.

Charlotte, on the other hand, didn't even have the guts to peep out.

Then, the windmill set off again, and it took about half a day before Charlotte stopped at dusk in a place where the grass was densely packed!

"Roar, roar!" Before he got out of the car, a terrifying tiger roar suddenly sounded in the air.

"You, go down. Xia Dongshi's cold gaze swept over Xia Luo, without the slightest emotion, like a dead person looking at Xia Luo.

Xia Luo didn't dare to look directly at Xia Dongshi at all, he had a hunch that if he disobeyed this deacon now, or hesitated, the deacon would inevitably kill himself in a fit of rage!

So, no matter how nervous he was, he still obediently got out of the car.

Then, Xia Donghou didn't even have the patience to take a look at Xia Luo, snorted coldly, closed the door with a "squeak", and urged the windmill to whirl and the sound of the wind disappeared in the air.

Inside the windmill, Xia Dongshi returned to the state of the deceitful force in the past, "Hmph! The bastard who spoiled my good deeds! Xia Donghou only gave me half of the deposit and died, and he still owes me tens of thousands of taels of silver for nothing! I can't wait to pinch you to death with one hand! Now I'll spare you, but it's hard to say whether you can survive tonight, haha......"

Xia Dongshi thought of Xia Luo's body being torn by countless beasts in the Hundred Beast Purgatory, and he actually laughed gloomily, laughing non-stop, almost crazy.

At this moment, Charlotte walked cautiously in the barren grass area full of thorns, here, he did not dare to be careless, but he knew that if he was careless, his small life was very likely to be taken into it, and he couldn't even figure out how to die.

His spiritual sense was fully opened, a layer of azure spiritual power light shield was summoned, and the purple sword was sacrificed, and he walked forward tremblingly, for him with low strength, how many beasts he could kill was not so important, and saving his life became a top priority.