"I'm so miserable! It's really miserable! If Bai Lu's predecessor doesn't accept me as an apprentice. There is no further ...... in the way of refining weapons I'm going to die!"

The short old man lay on the ground, and his whole head slammed down to the earth, and a large pit appeared.

"Woooooooo I'm really miserable...... It's miserable...."The short old man snorted and cried.

Then there was another cry, and the middle-aged man stepped forward, pointed at the short old man, and said in a trembling voice, "You..... You say you're miserable!hahaha... Are you miserable with me?"

The middle-aged man said, reaching out to his chest and tearing it hard. I heard only a hiss, and my robe was torn, revealing my chest.

Many people gasped when they saw this man showing his chest.

The middle-aged man's chest was full of rotten flesh..... In the carrion, you can also see the white bones that appear in the flesh, and they are covered with maggots.

Even if everyone present is a monk, it is disgusting to see a living person covered with maggots.

The middle-aged man's chest was full of carrion, and the shocking blood marks below were presented in front of people.

Those blood stains were an inch deep, intertwined, like a bloody net.

The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and he said, "Lao Tzu was secretly attacked by his disciples fifty years ago, and he was sent to the Ten Thousand Tribulation Pill. Day and night in pain. If it weren't for the heart of a refiner... It has long been self-extinguished.... It's a pity that I have only one heart for refining, but I am stuck in the third grade.... I couldn't step into the Instrument Sect for a long time. ”

"I only have 10 years to live... I just want to fulfill my wish before I die......."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth in a trembling voice, slowly closed his eyes, and rolled large tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

People saw the tears of this middle-aged man, and for a while the eyes that looked at him were full of sympathy.

Seeing this, the short old man took a sharp breath, revealing a look of horror......

"What a miserable one! Wife and child died... There are only ten years left to live. But he is bent on pursuing the way of refining.... Move... I can't do it. Someone sighed, shook his head, and said, "I'm only a hundred years old, and I still have a lot of years, that's it, that's it." If you come back in a hundred years, if you don't let this, you will be called a righteous person in vain. ”

After saying that, the man shook his sleeves and left the place. As he passed by Chu Cheng, the corners of his mouth imperceptibly showed a smile of unknown meaning.

This smile was not easy to detect, but it was still discovered by Chu Cheng.

“........”

Chu Cheng watched the people walk by, and then left, with 100,000 grass and mud horses galloping in his heart.

"Toh... It's all about it. Chu Cheng was speechless.

He is a living being, and he is very sensitive to life. This middle-aged man where death is near. is obviously full of vitality, and can live for at least a thousand years.

The breath of the middle-aged man is that of a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant. Long lifespan. The wound on his chest was not from more than fifty years ago at all, and his speech was full of loopholes.

Chu Cheng stepped into the Seven Rank Dan Emperor Realm with one foot, and he was extremely familiar with the pill. How can you not know the Ten Thousand Tribulation Pill.

Ten thousand catastrophes, ten thousand catastrophes will not be recovered. It's for poison. It is also a high-grade poison pill, and its grade has reached the fifth grade.

This Dan is extremely difficult to practice, even Danjun does not dare to try it easily, for fear of being affected.

As long as the low-level monk inhales the medicine into his nose, he will be subjected to the tribulation of ten thousand calamities. Causes the body and soul to collapse at the same time. ，

The middle-aged man said that he had been poisoned by his disciples, and he was already dead and could not die again. It will not last for fifty years?

So, this middle-aged man is acting.

I have to say that this middle-aged man's play is too realistic, and this person is too ruthless, just for a tool boy... Make yourself into this miserable situation.

"That's it, let him what. Someone sighed again, shook his head and walked away.

"Yes, such a wretched man has only ten years to live. It is his long-cherished wish to become a sect of instruments......" Someone shook his head and sighed, looked at the middle-aged man with pity, and then looked at the others, and said, "I think I am a righteous person, and I have pity. What if he was allowed this time. ”

People watched this person leave, and for a moment they had mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.

After a few moments, a sigh followed.

"Forget it, I'll come back in a hundred years. Without the guidance of Bai Lu's predecessors, the progress will be slower. I still have thousands of years to live, and I'm not in a hurry. ”

One person left, and two left, bringing a lot of people. In just a moment, ten people left one after another.

The rest of the people looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The short old man took a deep breath, sighed helplessly, and said, "Miserable!! I didn't expect that in addition to the old man, there are such miserable people, even worse than me....... That's it, that's it. You are also miserable people, you are worse than me. That's for you. ”

After saying that, the short old man volleyed into the air and flew into the sky.

The departure of this old man made many of the remaining people feel ashamed. Such miserable people have given up this opportunity, but they still don't leave.

"I'm quitting!"

Finally, a young man gritted his teeth and left.

"I'll quit too!"

"Me ....... too"

In the blink of an eye, eight out of the dozen or so people withdrew. The other two looked at each other, and they both saw hesitation in each other's eyes.

"Thank you for your kindness! If there is an afterlife, this grace.... It will be reciprocated!"

There was a dull loud sound, and I saw the man kneel down violently, and the smoke and dust of the shock were flying. He bowed to the front very sincerely.

This worship is three rings. The noise was so loud that you could hear bones hitting the ground.

When the two monks saw this, their faces changed. After all, he sighed.

"Brother Tai, take care, I hope you will become a Sect of Instruments in the remaining ten years!"

The two left, and there were originally more than 20 people standing by the small lake, but now there are only four people left.

The middle-aged man who walked out of the bamboo hut was also shocked when he saw this scene.

The people of Bailu Dao recruit an instrument boy every hundred years, which is something that everyone in the Canghai Sea knows, so every hundred years there will be refiners to sign up.

He had been following the Bailu Dao people for thousands of years, and he had never seen anything like this.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people left, leaving only one person, and a man with a short life.

What's going on..... The middle-aged man was a little devastated.

The next moment, his gaze fell on the person sitting in the bamboo pavilion, and he felt the breath on his body, and the pupils of his eyes shrank slightly.

"I've seen my seniors!" the middle-aged man bowed with a fist.

The monk nodded and said, "This Dragon Thunder Son, come to visit Bailu Daoist." ”

"Long Leizi!!" The middle-aged man's face changed instantly when he heard this.

Not only him, but the man with the miserable name was also shocked.

"Dragon Thunder... Nineteenth on the immortal list.... Above the Bailu Dao people. ”

The people of the Immortal List also came to visit the people of Bailu Dao.

"No, how can the people in the immortal list be willing to be the instrument children of the Bailu Daoist!"

Long Leizi smiled slightly and said, "Here, there is an uninvited invitation, and you still need the help of Bai Lu Daoyou." ”

As soon as these words came out, the miserable man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Could it be that Senior Long Leizi, you want to ask my master to help refine the realm weapon?" the middle-aged man frowned slightly.

Long Leizi nodded and said, "Yes, Long specially rushed to Canghai Sea from Dongtu and asked Bailu Daoist to help me refine a realm weapon. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "In this matter, the little one has to return to the master, and I ask the senior to wait for a while." ”

After all, Long Leizi was not an ordinary god-transforming monk, but the nineteenth person on the immortal list. The strength is so strong that even Bai Lu Dao people have to be afraid of it.

If it was changed to any strong person below the thirty of the immortal list, the middle-aged man would dare to refuse!

But Long Leizi can't, the strong like face, and if they are rejected by a steward, they will definitely be angry. but there will be a rain of blood.

Long Leizi nodded and said, "Then Long is waiting for good news!"

The middle-aged man smiled, then his gaze fell on the miserable man and Chu Cheng, frowned, and said, "The two Daoists are here to apply for the appraisal?"

"Two, or anyone?" The miserable man's face changed, and he looked around, but except for Long Leizi and the middle-aged man, he didn't find anyone else.

Suddenly, the miserable man thought of something, turned his head suddenly, and saw a man in white standing behind him.

"You.... You... Why don't you leave!" The miserable man showed a sad face in the blink of an eye.

Chu Cheng looked at the man, at the maggots wriggling in his chest, speechless.

He had never seen a monk so shameless.

Monks, in the eyes of mortals, are immortals, immortals have vast magical powers, and in the vast world, it is the belief of mortals.

But this one, if it is seen by mortals, will definitely be shocked.

Where is this immortal, it is clearly a scoundrel in the mortal world.

This is called a miserable man, and he is even a Yuanying monk, and he can even be an ancestor of a medium-sized sect.

But it was such a degrading method, and among the twenty or so people, at least seven or eight of them were invited by this person. Even the short old man......

The man looked at Chu Cheng and said miserably: "I'm so miserable, don't you want me to do it." ”

Chu Cheng frowned, and was about to shake his head and speak, but he heard the middle-aged steward speak.

"The master has not refined a weapon for a thousand years, and he is dedicated to cultivating. Want to break the bottleneck. Therefore, every 100 years, a boy will be recruited to help with chores. Take a hundred years as the time limit, and the period is the way to guide the refining tool. ”

The middle-aged man paused, and said again: "I am a child a hundred years ago, and now a hundred years have passed, and I need a new person to replace me to serve my master." ”

Hearing this, Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, and he said secretly in his heart.

"I haven't given anyone a refining weapon for thousands of years, and now I'm only in the Jindan realm, I can't compare to the nineteenth dragon thunderson on the immortal list, and I may not even be able to see Bai Lu Dao, so I will be rejected by this middle-aged man......."

Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, and he decided to become a tool boy first, making plans.

"Of the two of you, only one of you can become a new instrument boy. As the middle-aged man spoke, his gaze fell on the miserable man.

Hearing what happened to this man, the middle-aged steward was also very sympathetic, with only ten years to live, but he was still dedicated to pursuing the way of refining. This touched the hearts of the stewards of the alchemists at the same time.

That's it, but this person has a wish. ”

The middle-aged steward shook his head, and was about to speak, choosing to call the miserable man.

However, in the next moment, the middle-aged steward was stunned, and then his breath became short.

I saw Chu Cheng open his mouth slightly, and said, "One million top-grade spirit stones, give me this quota." ”