Western Regions, Dust Gate.

Mu Hansheng has been in the Weichen Gate for a while, during this time, he felt a different atmosphere from his hometown in the sect, no matter what he does, what needs to buy, everything needs to be self-reliant, and he has also taken on many sect training tasks, such as collecting nectar, collecting materials, subduing demons and eliminating demons and the like.

At the beginning, he was not familiar with the place, so he naturally had a black eye, but fortunately, his popularity in Yichen Peak was quite good, and those senior brothers who started at the same time, or those who started early, took good care of them, and there was no link between the peaks and peaks to pretend to be slapped in the face.

Of course, except for the group of people from Chaoyuan Peak!

Mixed Yuan Peak is the top three peaks in the average strength of the Weichen Sect, and the disciples there are all from famous families, either descendants of the royal family of the previous dynasty, or descendants of the city lord, and they can be regarded as a group of talented second sons and kryptonite tyrants.

They are all arrogant, their eyes are above the top, they belong to the most restless peaks in the dust gate, when those deacons were just starting out, they also warmly invited him to join the Mixed Yuan Peak, but he refused, this matter was also under the vague propaganda of the deacon of the Mixed Yuan Peak, it became that Mu Hansheng looked down on them Mixed Yuan Peak, and thus was hostile!

I have to say that the protagonist is the protagonist, even if Mu Changge has paved the way for him in advance, set up a solid backstage, and done everything his father can do, but trouble will still come to the door in a steady stream.

Among the disciples of Mixed Yuan Peak, there is a second son named Lei Mao, who is the second son of the Lei County Palace, and also the leader of this generation of Weichen Sect disciples, and his strength is quite improvised, he already has the strength to create Qinglian Tai at a young age, and there is also a true disciple's eldest brother, the background is very hard, and there are many lackeys.

The most important thing is that the other party, like the disciples of other peaks, is pursuing the senior sister of Yichen Peak, Han Qiuyan, and relying on his own strong strength and power, there are almost no competitors, Han Qiyuan, the peak master of Yichen Peak, is also more satisfied with him, maybe when the right time comes, the two families will discuss the matter of marriage, which is also one thing that all disciples know.

Mu Hansheng also saw the other party come to Yichen Peak more than once, but Han Qiuyan Shenlong saw the beginning and the end, he didn't see it once, and he heard that the other party had obtained some kind of powerful magical power and was in retreat and cultivating.

But this has nothing to do with him, he just wants to use the step of the Dust Gate to become stronger, and then go to the Middle Continent, where there are countless strong people, only there can make him show his strength! As for the land of the Four Domains, he didn't care about it at all, Mu Chengfeng was like this, and so was he!

Just thinking about it, there was a commotion at the gate of Yichen Peak, and when I looked closely, it was really the people from Chaoyuan Peak who came again!

"Senior Brother Mu, those guys are really here again."

A chubby, round, bun-like short and poor disciple said that Mu Hansheng had a deep impression of him, and lived next door to him, called Ishihara, and often followed him on missions in the past two days.

Ishihara had an irritated look on his face, and said in a low voice, "It's really annoying that every time they come, they make a splash."

The rest of the Yichen Peak disciples are also a little disgusted with each other, in their opinion, the disciples of Mixed Yuan Peak are born with a mundane atmosphere, and there is no trace of a cultivator's heart if the ice is clear, the sky is not shocked, but it is like a chicken slaughtering dog in the downtown area, maybe this is also due to the fact that the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked.

It is precisely because of this that the gathering place of local tyrants in the Mixed Yuan Peak is the one that spends the most and contributes the most in the Dust Gate, and it is really not good for the Dust Gate to lack these gentry children, so they have the capital to run rampant in the sect, as long as they don't go too far and hurt their fellow disciples, then the deacons and peak masters of other peaks will give them a little thin face, open one eye, close one eye.

Mu Hansheng narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at several disciples of Mixed Yuan Peak, it seemed that the one who came this time was not Lei Mao, but a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, he also had a little impression, he belonged to the number one dog leg in the forces under the command of the Lei County Palace, named Chen Luohu, and it was a trick name when he heard it.

Chen Luohu came to Yichen Peak with a few disciples of Mixed Yuan Peak, walked over with a big grin, looked around, and said, "Senior Sister Han is there today?" Our eldest brother has something to discuss with her. ”

Yi Chenfeng's disciples glanced at him, and they all looked like they were lacking in interest.

Chen Luohu knew that they belonged to the kind of people who were not welcomed, looked at those disciples of Yichen Peak, and continued to smile: "It doesn't matter if you're not there, anyway, our eldest brother has long expected that she won't come out to meet, so let's run errands and leave a word, just say that the annual blood pool in the northern foot has been opened, let her prepare early."

"The Northern Foot Blood Pool?"

"It's not summer yet, so it's already open early?"

"This is an excellent place to practice secret arts!"

Many Yi Chen Peak disciples were surprised.

"What is the blood pool in the northern foothills?"

Mu Hansheng asked the disciples around him suspiciously, he had just started for less than a month, and Nuo Da Weichen Sect was only familiar with a few peaks, and there were many things that he was not familiar with, such as a kind of trial similar to the sect, or some kind of activity.

"Senior Brother Han Sheng doesn't know, this blood pool at the northern foot is said to be a blood crystal spirit pool that gathers the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and takes 10,000 years to condense, which has an excellent effect on cultivating secret magic and practicing the body!"

A disciple explained for him, looked at Mu Hansheng, who suddenly realized, and said with some regret: "The only pity is that the blood pool in the northern foot was originally born in the Northern Wilderness region and does not belong to our Western Regions, so the previous generation of our sect masters of the Dust Gate used the method of supreme supernatural powers, and only intercepted a part of the blood pool and placed it in the Sumeru world of the Dust Gate, because it is only separated, it can only be opened once a year, so that those disciples with excellent talents can cultivate!"

"I see......"

Mu Hansheng nodded, instantly understood what was going on, and frowned: "In other words, the capable live in it, and if the disciples of each peak want to enter the blood pool to cultivate, they have to first divide the winner and loser?"

"That's right, that's true, two years ago, our Senior Sister Han Qiuyan of Yichen Peak, and Lei Mao of Mixed Yuan Peak, teamed up to defeat the disciples of other peaks and directly obtained the quota, and in the previous year, our Yichen Peak did not participate in the competition for the quota of the blood pool, just because Senior Sister Han Qiuyan wanted to avoid suspicion, as for this year...... Senior sister may have to join forces with the other party again. ”

The disciples of Yi Chen Peak sighed helplessly, who made their average strength of Yi Chen Peak relatively low?

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Chapter 146: The Blood Pool at the Northern Foothills