Hao Yi raised his head and couldn't help sighing.

Back then, when the news of the collapse of the sect came, he happened to be a few brothers and sisters together to do tasks in Daze.

Before they had time to be sad, they became the "remnants of the Heavenly God Sect"!

Hunting and killing from the left side of the door also followed.

At that time, several of their junior brothers were only cultivators in the foundation realm, how could they be against these mad dog-like hunters?

There was no way, so they had to take risks and flee to the depths of Daze.

Then, they became the first gladiators here.

In the first years, he almost came alive by stepping on the tip of a knife. Every day is either a gladiatorial fight, or a recuperation. The rest of the time, I can't wait to break into eight petals, and take them all to practice in order to improve my cultivation.

Because the bloody gladiatorial arena told him that the higher his cultivation, the greater the possibility of survival......

Now, when I see the similar tips and open the dusty memories for a long time, I don't realize that nearly three hundred years have passed.

Seeing this, Hao Tian couldn't help but guess in his heart: Could it be that these four fingers have never had a great background?

Here, the most taboo is to ask around. He secretly wondered how to speak.

At this time, Hao Yi wiped his face with both hands, returned to his previous lazy appearance, crooked back into the chair, and said slowly: "I saw that a very powerful senior used a similar trick before. I've been trapped here for almost 300 years, and I'm afraid that the sea has turned into a mulberry field. That senior is estimated to have already done the ancient. Alas, I don't know when such a day will be the end! ”

It turned out that it was too boring here. Hao Tian raised his eyebrows disappreciatively, and looked at the field again: "I think it's okay." ”

As long as you get past the bloody stage of being a gladiator at the beginning, you will gradually stabilize later. Moreover, there is a great advantage here compared to the outside, that is, it is rich in spiritual energy and abundant resources. As long as you are diligent enough, you can keep it in the end. And once you stay, your cultivation will improve quickly.

Outside, if he is not very qualified, and he is in a small sect, he can only dream of condensing Dan, marrying a baby, and becoming a monk of the Yuan Dynasty in less than two hundred years.

Of course, there are no outside lights. If there is no gladiatorial fight, and there is no "guidance task" to go outside, every day is the same, except for practice, or practice, it is indeed boring.

But how can a monk cherish the red dust? Shouldn't he just practice painstakingly and solitarily?

Therefore, he disagreed with Hao Yi's point of view, and even had some disdain in his heart: no wonder he has been in for so long, and he is only a cultivator in the early stage of Yuan Ying. It's really blind to such a good cultivation environment.

Hao said in his heart: Don't speculate more than half a sentence.

So, I also shut up and went to watch the field.

Without the support of Dao power, Shen Yun's sleepiness came up. He yawned, lit a torch, and leaned out, most of his body out of the tent.

After looking around seriously and making sure that the tiger demon on the cliff could not come down, he retracted into the tent, extinguished the torch and brazier, wrapped the thick cotton robe around his body, fell on the bed, and fell asleep.

"Hehe, he looks like this, you really like it, like he is on vacation. Hao Yi's eyes flashed with a soft light, and he chuckled.

People are asleep, there is nothing to see. Hao Tian also leaned back in his chair, half reminiscing and half sighing: "We don't have as good luck as him." Back then, I was doing the merman tears mission. The place where you landed was a palm-sized reef. During the day, the sun is straight down, and there is no place to hide, and people can be sunburned in half a day. At night, it was as cold as an ice tray. Repair to full seal...... Ouch, back then, it was miserable. I don't even know how I survived those 10 days. ”

"That's right, the Shark Tears mission also has another name, called 'Ice and Fire', which means that the temperature difference between day and night is extremely large. Hao Yi nodded in agreement.

However, his mind was obviously not reminiscing about the past, he vomited bitterness, squinted his eyes, leaned over eagerly, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, I said, have you ever thought that one day we can also be free and leave here?"

This kind of practice is like being kept in captivity, and he is really fed up. He thought about it more than once, and put it into practice.

However, many efforts have been made, but not once has it succeeded.

He was despaired to the point of numbness.

Seeing Shen Yun, this thought that had been buried deep in his heart for many years was like a resurgence. His heart is alive again.

"Why do you want to leave here?" Hao Tian's face showed an inexplicable look, "Regain your freedom? Outside, don't you still have a lot of rules to govern you? In the master's gate, there are door rules, and out of the teacher's gate, there are more rules in the fairy gate...... If you want to be truly free, hehe, the cultivation of the Yuanying Realm is still a little lower. Also, go outside, like you and me, if you can't cultivate up or down, can you find a cave with the same spiritual energy as here? Hehe, even if you find it, it will be difficult to keep it. That alone makes me have no plans to go out right now. In the future, if you want to repair it further...... We'll talk about that then. ”

In fact, what he really thought in his heart was that the cultivation environment here was so good, if he could cultivate to the point of ascension, that would be the most ideal. I'm afraid that the mysterious owner of the gladiatorial arena will not give them such a chance. Having been here for nearly two hundred years, he still knows nothing about the master of the gladiatorial arena.

Because the latter has never been seen in front of people. He didn't even squeak. At the big gathering once every 20 years, all they can see is a tall black back.

Because of this, he has been faintly worried: what is the purpose of this mysterious master to build this gladiatorial arena and cultivate them!

This is the only reason why he has a hidden intention in his heart.

However, now, his cultivation is like this, whether it is outside or here, it is not a first-class existence. Therefore, he is quite stable in his heart.

When you want to cultivate and advance to the Void Realm, it's not too late to make plans at that time.

Moreover, if he really becomes a true monarch and his cultivation has been greatly improved, isn't his chance of going out greater?

Of course, these thoughts are not yet the time for others to listen. He just responded vaguely, and didn't say anything to death.

Hao Yi also knew very well in his heart that most of the people who carried it down and became a guide had the same idea as Hao Tian. And he's the outlier here. Once again, deeply sensing that words were not speculative, he sneered and touched his nose.

Speechless all night.

The next day, it arrived.

Before dawn, Shen Yun woke up.

It's quiet on the cliff.

Shen Yun drilled out of the tent and listened carefully, but still couldn't hear the roar of the tiger.

It seems that the tiger demon here is similar to the demon beast outside, and it also has the habit of lying in the day and at night.

===Dividing line===

A certain peak thanks to the book friend for the month and ticket of the sullen big boy, thank you!