"Gross!"

After leaving the Mogui Palace, many freshmen hurriedly fled from the hill where the Mogui Hall was located.

Then came to a quiet place, bent over and vomited.

Both men and women looked pale and bloodless, still in the nightmare of the Mogui Palace.

"It seems that this holy place doesn't seem to be a good stubble!"

Lu Ze's face was also a little pale, but he was not as embarrassed as those people.

After walking out of the Mogui Palace, he gradually regained his normal color.

When the new students of the Xuantian Holy Land went to visit the Mogui Temple, they were undoubtedly beating some ill-intentioned people.

The disciples in the Xuantian Holy Land came from all over the world, and it was inevitable that some people with ill intentions would be mixed in.

The Mogui Temple was clearly built for these people!

And all this has nothing to do with Lu Ze at all.

Anyway, he is not a spy sent by other forces, and he has come to the Xuantian Holy Land to cultivate in a proper manner, and he is afraid of a fart.

Then, Lu Ze looked at the manual in his hand.

In the manual, the general map of the Xuantian Holy Land is recorded, as well as the rules of the Holy Land.

After witnessing the tragic situation of the prisoners in the Mogui Palace, Lu Ze thought that the rules of the Xuantian Holy Land would be extremely strict, but the truth seemed to be beyond his imagination.

Because the rules recorded in the manual were even simpler than he imagined, without violating the interests of the Holy Land, the Holy Land would turn a blind eye to what his disciples did.

Even if it is a duel between the same sect, if it does not hurt the life and foundation of the other party, it will choose to ignore it.

Even if it hurts the other party's life and foundation, there is no need to worry about life.

The only trouble is losing money-

If a disciple destroys another disciple's foundation or causes the death of a disciple due to a private fight, it will depend on the circumstances:

For the outer disciples, a fine of 30,000 high-grade spirit stones will be fined, and one million high-grade spirit stones will be capped!

Inner disciples, a fine of 300,000 high-grade spirit stones, and 8 million high-grade spirit stones are capped!

True disciples, a fine of 3 million high-grade spirit stones, 70 million high-grade spirit stones capped!

After reading this, Lu Ze had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't cry or laugh for a while.

It turns out that in the Holy Land, as long as you have money, you can do whatever you want!

As long as you give money, the Holy Land can even do without the disciples who have worked so hard to cultivate!

But after reading all the manuals in his hand, Lu Ze's approach to the Xuantian Holy Land suddenly changed.

Because cultivating in the Xuantian Holy Land, resources are not actively distributed.

Instead, it can only be obtained by the disciple after completing the corresponding task.

This point is similar to that of the Qiantian Sect.

Then, Lu Ze silently calculated the resources needed for a monk with mediocre talents to cultivate from an ordinary person to the ninth level of the Mortal Realm.

At least one million lower-grade spirit stones, that is, ten thousand high-grade spirit stones.

And the Xuantian Holy Land is fined alone, it is 30,000 high-grade spirit stones, who can bear such a loss?

If there is no spirit stone to pay the fine, then you will be arrested and taken to the Ink Gui Palace, and even the forces behind it will be implicated!

It can be said that the hand of Xuantian Holy Land is very vicious!

Seeing this, the last trace of worry in Lu Ze's heart also disappeared.

Before, Liu Yi'er was worried that he would be plotted by her enemies, but after reading the rules of the Xuantian Spirit Academy, he was at least safe!

There will not be anyone who has so many spirit stones that there is no place to burn them, and deliberately comes to trouble him.

"Silly boy, why are you so excited?"

"About two or three hundred miles to the east of you, there are a few elixirs that are useful to you, you go and pick them all!"

At this time, the laughter of the old man sounded in Lu Ze's mind.

"Yes, Master!"

Lu Ze listened to the familiar command of the old man, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's really strange, this little guy seems to be really good-willed, and his actual combat experience and spirit are so vulnerable?"

In a certain void in the Xuantian Holy Land, the old man with a divine rune had a blazing gaze, and the runes in his eyes flickered.

He was condescending, looking down at Lu Ze who walked out of the Mogui Hall below, with a deep expression and secretly puzzled.

The Mogui Hall can be called a purgatory-like existence in the Xuantian Holy Land, and every monk who walks out of it is pale and bloodless.

Those with a slightly worse mind will even fart and urine, and they will be miserable.

But Lu Ze looked calm, and at first glance he was a strong-willed person.

And such a person, his mental power is generally not bad, why is Lu Ze so unbearable in the battle tower?

The old man of the runes was secretly puzzled, and he really wanted to capture Lu Ze and explore it, but he was afraid that it would be self-defeating and accidentally ruin the young man.

"Forget it, the old man should go to Tianjilou to ask clearly, if Tianjilou doesn't give the old man a proper answer, the old man has to find someone to smash it!"

The old man of the runes pondered for a moment, and finally retracted his divine sense, and his body turned into a streamer of light, flying in the direction of the Heavenly Machine Tower.

"Huh? The junior brother of the blood-colored demon girl actually came to the Xuantian Holy Land? ”

"And you have a very good relationship with that scarlet witch?"

At the same time, the Xuantian Holy Land, a cave house.

Wu Shan, who was originally kneeling on the ground and concentrating on cultivation, looked at the messenger that had just flown here not long ago, and his eyes suddenly bloomed with a brilliant cold light.

A terrifying murderous intent suddenly burst out.

"Hahaha, Liu Yi'er, you damn slut, you almost killed me back then!"

"Now that you haven't come to my Xuantian Spirit Academy, I have to prepare a meeting gift for you if I say anything!"

Wu Shan's fingers trembled as he stroked a scar on his face.

The scar spread from his forehead to his chin, almost splitting his entire face in two.

Like a hideous centipede, it looks hideous and terrifying, as if it is possessed by a demon.

This scar is given by Liu Yier.

Back then, he was almost split in two by Liu Yier.

And now, he finally has a chance to get revenge!

"Liu Yi'er, you slut, wait!"

"When you receive my greeting gift, you'll be the next person!"

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Wu Shan's crazy laughter resounded throughout the cave, full of coldness and madness.

seems to have seen the scene of Liu Yier being defeated by him.

On the other side, Lu Ze, who had been targeted, didn't know anything about all this.

At this moment, he has come to the place of the elixir that the old man said.

With his cultivation at this time, the distance of two hundred miles is just a matter of tea kung fu.

After a while, he came to a steep cliff, and on the cliff, there were several dark black spirit grasses with jagged leaf tips.

Under the sunlight, those elixirs were faintly surrounded by black mist, exuding an ominous meaning!

"Master, what kind of elixir is this?"

Lu Ze frowned, his gaze slightly condensed.

Those elixirs growing on the cliffs, Lu Ze couldn't tell what they were, but he felt the aura of danger, as if they were the letter of a poisonous snake, which could easily devour people.

"This is the four-grade elixir Black Magic Grass, which is an extremely rare highly poisonous poison!" Lilao explained.

"Poison? Master, is this poison any good for me? ”

When Lu Ze heard this, he was suddenly curious, and while asking, he urged the aura, turned into a big hand of aura, and took a few black magic grasses above it from the air.

After passing through the Tianze Secret Realm, Lu Ze's horizons broadened a lot, and the elixir he harvested was also the fifth grade.

This four-grade elixir, and it is also a poison.

To be honest, he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Fool, don't look at this black magic grass only has four grades, but its preciousness is no less than that of a fifth-grade or even a sixth-grade elixir!"

"The growth environment of the Black Magic Grass is extremely harsh, and the whole process must not be damaged at all, otherwise everything will be in vain!"

"But even in an environment with sufficient aura and no interference from foreign enemies, it will take a hundred years for it to mature!"

"And the ripe Black Magic Grass, a little of its juice can make a monk like you lose control of his body in an instant!"

"If it is mixed with some auxiliary elixir to refine into a liquid, even if it is a great benefit to the Divine Realm!"

"You are now in the stage of breaking through the Divine Power Realm, with it, you can break through the Divine Power Realm more easily, and after breaking through, you will be stronger than many strong people!"

"If you're lucky, you might be able to refine a body that is invincible to all poisons!"

Li Lao explained with a smile, and talked to Lu Ze about the magic and preciousness of this black magic grass.

After listening to the old man's explanation, Lu Ze suddenly showed a sudden expression.

He originally thought that the Black Devil Grass was just an ordinary four-grade elixir.

I didn't expect the Black Magic Grass to be so rare.

But just as Lu Ze picked the black magic grass into his hand, he suddenly felt a sense of danger coming from behind him.

A small beast, silently behind him from the lush grass, then galloped like a shadow and bit at his neck......