"Li Shi, "The True Solution of the Soul of Service"

"Wang Feishuang, "Blue Fire Xuanphosphorus Jue"

"Sun Feng, "Seven Swords of the Frozen Xuan Slashing God"

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In this hall, which was still dark despite the burning candles, hundreds of fourteen or fifteen-year-old children were lining up, walking past a quaint gray and white altar one by one. A middle-aged man standing next to the altar glanced at it and alouded out the name of the book or jade slip, while another person standing not far behind him registered one by one on a dark bamboo slip - swiping it with his hand on the bamboo slip, and the name of the person and the book appeared on it. Farther away was a stone platform carved from inky jade, on which was placed a chair of the same texture, and a dozen black-robed people stood solemnly, surrounded by a person who was sitting on a stone chair at random, who looked quite young, but had white hair and a black cloth covering his eyes.

In the quiet long queue, there was a slightly thin teenager who was sighing in his heart.

Meng Tongchen, who was originally an ordinary college student, was dragged by a very curious but courageous classmate to the most famous haunted house in the city, where he saw a distorted black and white air mass rushing towards him, and then ······ Then as soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself in another world.

In this world, immortals can fly to the sky and the earth, pull out mountains and burn seas; this world has countless geniuses, earth treasures, gods, demons and demons that have only been seen in legends in previous lives; this world belongs to cultivators! As a hidden middle school young man who liked to read novels in his previous life, it was a great surprise for him to pass through this incident.

The original name of this body in this world is also called Meng Tongchen, when Fang woke up and looked in the mirror, he found that although the appearance was quite different, but if he looked carefully, his eyebrows and eyes had many similarities with his previous life.

Meng Tongchen in this world, before today, he could also be said to be a student in terms of identity, but his school, the "Lower Courtyard of the Netherworld", was not a good place. This is where the Yin Hades Palace, one of the top ten cultivation sects in Nantian, selects disciples, and the Yin Hades Temple, as can also be speculated from the name, is famous for controlling ghosts and souls, controlling life and death.

"I'm obviously the most afraid of ghosts, but I'm still a person who was scared to death by ghosts, how could I directly cross into the lower courtyard disciple of such a sect. Although he has often muttered this sentence since he crossed over, Meng Tongchen can only continue to study hard here, make progress every day, and strive to pass on the immortal law as soon as possible and be truly selected into the Yin Hades Temple.

Today is the day when Meng Tongchen, a group of disciples of the lower courtyard who have completed their studies, was given exercises and prepared for the official initiation.

Looking at the young men in the front row, most of them got exercises such as soul service, ghost raising, and corpse refining, Meng Tongchen looked at the gray-white altar and prayed secretly: "The altar is above, I am most afraid of ghosts, so you must not give me this kind of exercise." "That gray altar is quite famous among the disciples of the lower court, and it is said to be the remains of an ancient treasure, but it is seriously damaged, and now it is not of high grade. Many of its original mystical uses have now been lost, but the few remaining deduction functions are also extraordinary, and it can be deduced from the many exercises that have been placed in advance for the most suitable for the user, which can be said to be quite suitable for these new disciples. It is precisely because of the existence of this treasure that the white-haired and blind man sitting on the stone chair, the proportion of disciples under the seat who condenses the Dharma is thirty percent higher than that of other Shuai.

"Zhou Xian'er, "The Code of Heavenly Ghosts". ”

"Murong Ye, "The True Law of White Bone Snatching". ”

"Qian An, "Nine Shades and Ten Prisons Catalogue"

Seeing that the exercises obtained by the three people in front of him were all terrifying when they heard the name, when it was their turn to choose, Meng Tongchen couldn't help but speed up his prayer in his heart, and at the same time stretched out his right hand quite uneasily and reached into the altar.

The gray-white altar mouth is four feet square in size, and it looks empty, but when the hand goes deep into it, it feels like passing through an invisible water curtain, although it can't be seen with the eye, but a picture suddenly appears in Meng Tongchen's heart: countless books and jade slips in the altar are slowly rotating around his hand, and one of the jade slips comes out of it and is about to fall into his hands.

At this time, a leisurely bell rang in Meng Tongchen's ears, its rhyme was long, its sound was thick, and it was not the slightest abrupt. When the bell rang, Meng Tongchen involuntarily tilted his head, and at the same time, his palm changed direction, and he found a book that was lying there quietly.

The invisible water curtain suddenly receded, and the altar was really empty in Meng Tongchen's eyes at the moment, Meng Tongchen looked at his right hand, holding a thin booklet with an off-white cover.

"Meng Tongchen, hey," the middle-aged man who was in charge of recording on the side paused slightly, and then announced the name of the booklet aloud, "The True Book of Life and Death." ”

The many black-robed people standing on the stone platform were just casually glancing at a disciple passing by the altar, but when they heard the name of the "True Book of Life and Death", everyone on the stage and the man in charge of registration raised their eyes together, these people are all successful cultivators, and their eyes are like substance, which suddenly increased the pressure on Meng Tongchen's body, he didn't dare to look up, and hurriedly walked to the team of teenagers who had chosen the exercises, and at the same time secretly sighed in his heart: "Looking at their reactions, it seems that this exercise is quite powerful." ”

The handsome ink crow who sat in a rather casual posture on the stone chair could not see the slightest expression on his face, but his body leaned forward slightly, and then returned to his original state.

After the hundreds of teenagers in the hall had finished choosing the exercises, a black-robed man standing on the stone platform took a step forward and said in a loud voice: "First of all, congratulations, you are no longer disciples of the lower courtyard, but official disciples of my Yin Hades Temple. But now is not the time for you to feel at ease, if you can't pass the post-forty-nine assessment, you won't have the opportunity to truly join the Netherworld Temple in this life. ”

"Take the exercises in your hands, if you can't condense a drop of true qi within forty-nine days, don't go to the entrance test and be embarrassed. ”

"From today onwards, there will be a lecture every seven days, and if there are any problems that are raised when the time comes, they will be explained together. ”

"In a moment, your own servants will take you to the various dwellings assigned to you, so seize the time and go your own way. ”