Chapter Fifty-Seven: A Test from Shi Lang
"Apprenticeship, two seniors, can I weakly ask, can I learn from the two seniors without apprenticeship?"
"Huh?"
Shi Lang snorted when he heard this, and then stared at Pang Jiu.
Pang Jiu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Hahaha, interesting little fellow, let's talk about it, why don't you apprentice?
Shi Lang didn't make a sound, but the silver-haired Nine Elders laughed.
When the cold outside the hall heard Pang Jiu's words, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, for fear that Shi Lang would destroy Pang Jiu.
Shi Lang is Emperor Xuan, and the Nine Elders are the Great Grandmaster of the Formation, the two of them are the top figures of the Blood Sect, and they are also ranked among the strongest in the Rakshasa world, Pang Jiu doesn't want to apprentice?
"The younger generation has worshipped the teacher, although ...... However, for the respect for the teacher, the younger generation can no longer apprentice. The strength of the two seniors is superb, and the two seniors have the heart to accept the juniors as apprentices, and the boy is very happy, if he can learn the one and a half moves of the two seniors, the juniors must be able to overwhelmingly defeat the monks of the same level. ”
Pang Jiu still hadn't figured out what the Holy Realm really was, and he didn't know if the Holy Realm was just the name of an interface just like the Rakshasa Realm he was in at this time, or if it was an interface one level higher than the Rakshasa Realm.
After listening to Pang Jiu's explanation, both of them fell silent.
At this time, the palace fell silent again, but unlike the previous silence, the silence at this time put a lot of pressure on Yu Han, and not a second passed made Yu Han tremble.
Gradually, the cold was not only frightened, but the great pressure in the palace leaked out little by little, this pressure was very familiar, this was the momentum exuded by Shi Lang, the master of the Blood Sect, with a monstrous momentum.
boom
The silence was broken by the sound of a crisp drop of water, a cold sweat running down his forehead.
In the palace, there was still no sound, Pang Jiu was still standing in the position where he had just stepped into the palace, his body was trembling a little at this time, but at this time, he was staring at Shi Lang with slightly blind eyelids.
His eyes showed a clear sense of perseverance, unyieldingness, and no other emotion than these.
Pang Jiu's persistence aroused Shi Lang's curiosity, although he still closed his eyes, he knew the emotions in Pang Jiu's eyes, and when he closed his eyes, he still had mysteries, that is, the immortal consciousness that Pang Jiu understood. This spiritual power that any monastic person has to possess, distinguishing the name of knowledge as well as the strength and weakness.
Pang Jiu's blood qi can be compared to the elder-level monk of the Blood Sect, that is, the Great Luo Jin Immortal of the Immortal Realm, but his immortal power is even stronger than the blood qi, and it is even better than the ordinary Great Luo Jin Immortal.
Shi Lang only exerted thirty percent of his immortal sense to oppress Pang Jiu, of course, it was not enough to make Pang Jiu submit. Shi Lang was only an Immortal Emperor-level monk, and compared to the spiritual oppression suffered by Pang Jiu in the Ethereal Realm not long ago, it was a thousand miles behind. Although Pang Jiu, who was in the Ethereal Realm at that time, as the Lord of the Ethereal Realm, had an infinite increase in his spirit, the oppression of the Holy Mind of the powerful Holy Monarch was not enough to make Pang Jiu succumb, although the Holy Monarch was not good at the power of the Holy Thought, but whether the Holy Monarch was a Saint Monarch was not something that the Immortal Emperor could compare.
Different environments, different strength levels, and almost the same thing was repeated in Pang Jiu again.
Time passed bit by bit, and three hours had passed.
At this time, Shi Lang had already exerted sixty percent of the immortal sense, but Pang Jiu was still standing in place without saying a word.
Shi Lang's immortal consciousness with a thick evil aura aroused the anger of Pang Lang's anti-heaven mysterious beast heart, and the stimulated anti-heavenly mysterious beast heart made Pang Jiu's eyes red, not only that, Pang Jiu's body exuded a thin but more rich bloody aura than the bloody qi contained in Shi Lang's immortal consciousness. At the same time, under Pang Jiu's red eyes, the infinite pupil was quietly opened.
The opened Infinite Pupil can give Pang Jiu a certain increase in immortal awareness, making Pang Jiu a little calm under the pressure of Shi Lang, the long-famous Emperor Xuan.
Shi Lang is also difficult to ride a tiger at this time, Pang Jiu is already using his immortal power to fight against Shi Lang, although Pang Jiu's immortal power is just an angry child waiting for an opportunity to fight back against a strong man, but this child has this extremely vicious means, if this child succeeds, even a strong man can't withstand this extremely vicious means, this means is quite a kind of poison, no matter how strong you are, it is only highly poisonous.
Shi Lang felt the pressure from the thin blood qi on Pang Jiu's body, which was the information that shocked his soul from the blood qi in his immortal consciousness, although Pang Jiu's blood qi was thin, but he knew that if he let this blood qi enter his heart along his immortal sense, it would bring him a lot of trouble.
The bloody qi that appeared on Pang Jiu's body was not able to conceal the formation to achieve the salary of the great grandmaster, as the salary of the great grandmaster, the power of his immortal consciousness was better than Shi Lang's, he could perceive that Shi Lang's bloody qi was only suppressed by Pang Jiu's bloody qi in terms of strength and quantity, and he faintly noticed that Pang Jiu's bloody qi was in Shi Lang's immortal consciousness at the same time as the bloody qi contained in Shi Lang's immortal consciousness was confronting, and it was actually devouring the bloody qi contained in Shi Lang's immortal consciousness little by little, although this was an extremely subtle thing, but it was the immortal consciousness that could not be concealed。
Knowing that this matter could not continue like this, Shi Lang glanced at the salary, and then the salary was like the wheels of a speeding car.
Shi Lang saw that he had already taken action, and he was also ready to completely suppress Pang Jiu with the least damage.
Just when Shi Lang was testing Pang Jiu, the monstrous bloody storm not far from the Blood Sect had gradually subsided, and the fluctuations caused by the monstrous aura storm made some peerless powerhouses in the Rakshasa realm feel it.
Danger always comes with opportunities, and those who successfully survive the danger will have opportunities, and those who cannot overcome the danger will only fall.
The quiet bloody storm will bring disaster, and the Blood Sect, which is about to be in the midst of disaster, does not seem to know that disaster is coming.
At this time, the Lord of the Blood Sect was preparing a perfect plan to end this test that had lasted for several hours at the least cost of hurting Pang Jiu.
Shi Lang sensed that everything had been done for the salary, and his tiger eyes suddenly opened, and a monstrous sea of blood appeared in Pang Jiu's eyes.
Pang Jiu snorted, and then a three-headed and six-armed monster formed by the bloody aura appeared on its body, and after the monster appeared, it roared, Pang Jiu's eyes were in a trance, and then he seemed to lose all his strength and slowly fell.
Seeing that Pang Jiu had already escaped from the faint, Shi Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and the vast bloody aura in the palace disappeared in an instant.
Outside the palace, Yu Han suddenly felt that his body was light, and the pressure was completely gone, and he exhaled deeply.
"Cold, come in"
Shi Lang's majestic voice came from the palace, and he was shocked, and quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly pushed open the door of the palace.
What greeted the cold eyes was Pang Jiu, who was sweating profusely and fell to the ground.
"Sect Master, Ninth Elder, what's wrong with Brother Pang?"
Yu Han asked nervously.
"This son just fainted, you take this, and give it to him when this son wakes up, it has what he needs. ”
Shi Lang rubbed his brows with one hand, and with the other hand, he threw out a jade plaque and flew towards Yu Han.
At the same time, the salary also threw out a jade card to Yuan Han.
"You also take this to this son, and tell him that the things in the jade plate are comprehended, and then go to the old man's mountain. ”
Two jade plaques, one with a blood character and one with a Jiu character.
Pang Jiu may not know what these two jade medals represent, but Yu Han knows it, and hurriedly thanked Pang Jiu.
"Okay, you take this son back, you will be senior brothers in the future, you have to get along well with Pang Jiu, the Blood Sect will be handed over to you in the future, and you are the hope of the Blood Sect in the future." ”