The slave thirteen who appeared in the cave opened his eyes and jumped off the stone bed.

He walked to the entrance of the cave, moved the stone pier used to seal the door slightly, and looked out.

Outside, the moon is sparse and misty. The tents in front of the hot spring lake are lit up.

It turned out that it was late at night.

Looking at the several cultivation caves next to it, the doors of the caves were closed by stones, and there was a pale golden halo emitted by the spirit jade floating out inside, and it seemed that someone was spitting out and cultivating inside.

Seeing this, Nu Thirteen breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, he was still a little worried that he was in the blood limit reincarnation space, and he didn't know the time, so he was afraid that it would delay the time limit for the retreat stipulated by Nu Chundong and others.

At this point, it seems, it didn't take more than two days.

When he was in the blood limit reincarnation space, Nu Thirteen felt as if he had stayed for a long time, but in fact, only two or three hours had passed in the real world.

Estimating that it would be several hours before dawn, he returned to the stone bed and sat cross-legged.

Close your eyes and breathe slowly, so that you can consolidate and recuperate the cultivation of the first level of the Naling realm that you have reached.

As a slave with a slave bone, under the layers of the slave contract, the moment he cultivated into the first layer of the Naling realm, the power had been continuously sucked away.

At this time, Nu Thirteen was actually using his cultivation power and longevity to nurture every ethnic group in the Luo Yue Immortal Lord's family.

Therefore, he could not slack off in his cultivation. Otherwise, the power of cultivation will either advance or retreat.

"We must accumulate more spirit jade, so that progress can catch up with regression. ”

This is the only way that Slave Thirteen can think of at this moment to fight against the Slave Contract.

......

After closing his eyes and breathing for a long time, the sky outside the cave began to brighten.

It didn't take long for the calling horn to sound in the meadow in front of the hot spring lake.

Nu Thirteen opened his eyes and jumped off the stone bed.

One hand brushed open the stone pier at the entrance of the cave, and then jumped down from the cave.

Jumping down from the cliff cliff dozens of feet high, after falling a few heels in mid-air, he fell straight to the ground.

When he fell, he squatted slightly, unloaded a little force, stepped on the gravel with both feet, and landed steadily!

Such a dangerous act, he would never dare to try it until he learned to breathe in the aura and enter the realm of the spirit.

But it's different now.

The cultivation of the first layer of the Naling realm has brought the resilience, toughness, and rigidity of his body to a whole new level.

Slave Thirteen only now understands why Slave Dust was able to easily demonstrate the trick of using his shoulders to resist falling a stone lock from mid-air during the selection of slave soldiers before the Japanese Slave Cave, without injuring himself.

The body that has breathed in the aura is no longer something that can be damaged by such an ordinary impact.

Straightening up, Nu Thirteen walked towards the grass in front of the hot spring lake.

At this time, the other people on the mountain peak opened the cave door and ran down, ran down, and climbed down from the cliff wall.

Slave Thirteen, who began to walk at the forefront, found that he was walking a little fast, and inadvertently competed for the first.

So he quietly slowed down a bit, waiting for the others behind him to catch up.

After that, he blended into the crowd and walked with the others to the meeting meadow.

For some reason, the slave thirteen who awakened the inheritance of the Long clan became more cautious and more wary of others.

At this point, I don't want to attract too much attention.

He was vaguely aware that the Ten Thousand Beasts Diagram of the Long Family was by no means an idle existence on this continent.

Something that can be passed on to Mrs. Long's life.

If the whereabouts of this object were known to the ill-intentioned people, it would definitely bring trouble to Slave Thirteen that could endanger his life.

The truth of his sin, Slave Thirteen still understands.

At least until you can't protect yourself and your legacy, try to keep a low profile.

......

Slave Thirteen, who was walking among the crowds, saw eight figures standing on the grass.

The eight figures were the four old slave soldiers, including Nu Chundong, and the four yellow-clothed slaves standing behind them.

Nu Thirteen also noticed that there were a lot of boulders piled up on the grass not far from them.

I don't know what those boulders are used for.

At this moment, the four old slave soldiers watched indifferently as a group of new slave soldiers approached them.

Everyone lined up in a neat formation, silently accepting the gaze of the four old slave soldiers.

Slave Thirteen stood in the human column, his face without joy or sorrow, calm as water.

After cultivating to the first level of the Naling realm, his temperament has changed greatly.

The posture is more upright, the sharp air in the eyes is more restrained, and the eyes are like two stars in the night.

In fact, not only Slave Thirteen has changed, but most of the other new slave soldiers have it.

Among the others, some of them had more eyes in their eyes than before. Some of those who had physical injuries before have recovered significantly.

This is all thanks to the cultivation of aura.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Among the columns, there are many people who are somehow pale and depressed......

......

At this moment, the four old slave soldiers stood in a row.

One of them took a step forward and approached the crowd.

He folded his hands behind his back, his gaze slowly scanning.

Soon after, he began to pace slowly in front of the new soldiers.

As he paced, he looked at the bodies of everyone he passed, from face to toe, with those goshawk-like eyes.

He always had a smiling look on his cheeks, like a strategist about to carry out the evil plan in his heart.

Soon after, stand still.

The old slave soldier bared his white teeth and squeezed out a meaningful smile.

"The spiritual jade has been sent, and the method of exhaling spiritual energy has also been taught. I'm sure you've already learned, right?"

Although he was asking questions to everyone, he didn't seem to intend to hear answers.

He continued, "Now let's start a new trial. ”

With that, he turned sideways and pointed slightly to the pile of boulders on the grass not far away.

"Your task today is to carry a thousand catties of stones on your back and climb the three peaks where the retreat cave is located. Assemble before me after two hours, and those who overtime will be punished with a hundred lashes. ”

Hearing this, all the new slave soldiers gasped. Some were so nervous that they began to swallow their saliva.

Climb those three peaks in two hours, and then have to climb back again......

Even if you climb with your bare hands, you may not be able to pass it smoothly, not to mention that you have to carry a thousand pounds of boulders.

For a time, the crowd of hundreds of people was silent.

......

Seeing that they were silent, the old slave soldier smiled and asked, "Why?"

Then he withdrew his smile and said lightly: "If someone thinks they can't do it, it's too late to take the initiative to quit now." As long as you take off the slave soldier uniform on your body, hand over the spirit jade that was issued before, and then you can return to the slave cave on your own. ”

A group of new slave soldiers are still silent.

Back to the slave cave?

How can it be!

Having finally crawled out of the slave den, who will go back?

......

Seeing that no one squeaked, the old slave soldier said lightly, "Since no one has withdrawn, let's start."

With that, he stepped aside with the other three.

The crowd hesitated for a moment, but soon began to walk towards the boulder pile.

Then someone lifted the boulder.

Immediately after the second, the third...... In the end, they all lifted the boulder above their heads.

Lifting a thousand pounds of stone is a skill that must be possessed by these new slave soldiers.

After all, they all stood out from the crowd of slaves by lifting the jack stone lock.

So, it's not unusual to be able to lift it.

But what is really hard to do is to walk with a boulder.

It's tough, but it's got to be done. Otherwise, a hundred lashes would be enough for them to drink a jug.

Soon four or five people began to carry the boulder and move in the direction of the mountain, and then, half of them lifted the stone and went straight to the mountain rock, and Nu 13 was among them.

In the other half of the crowd, there were more than a dozen people holding boulders, struggling to walk, but they still followed step by step, gritting their teeth and refusing to lag behind.

The remaining three, although holding the boulder with their arms high, were already sweating profusely and trembling all over. With the strength to feed, I can only take a little more than half a step.

Seeing this, four yellow-clothed slaves and maids armed with long whips rushed up. Raised his hand and whipped his whip, lashing hard according to the bodies of the three of them, without mercy.

These three people are obviously the least qualified, and they are all people who have not cultivated spiritual roots.

The overeating two days ago had already hurt the internal organs, and because he couldn't breathe out the aura, his body could not recover in time.

In such a situation, how could they withstand the vicious whipping of the slave maid in yellow?

After being whipped, the three screamed incredibly.

One of them was crushed by a boulder in a panic due to physical pain, and his waist was crushed by a boulder and died.

The other two were bleeding from the mouth and nose from the whipping, lay on the ground and struggled a few times, and also died.

The encounter of these three people made the person who walked slowly in front of him have to speed up his pace.

The yellow-clothed slave had already chased after her with a bloody barbed whip.

Then, the sound of whipping and wailing came one after another.

Seven or eight more fell at the feet of the slave in yellow.