Chapter 149 Merit (3/3) Please Collect

Attracted by the air machine, the ancestor turned his head and looked over. Mu Zifeng immediately restrained his qi and blood and felt a breath sweeping away from his body.

"It turned out to be Xin'er." The ancestor of Tianrenjing showed a charitable smile on his face and waved, "Let the second uncle see that he hasn't grown into a big girl for ten years. Look at your face exactly like your mother."

"Second uncle." Dexin stepped forward a few steps and hugged the ancestor and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for ten years, but my second uncle is still so handsome."

"They are all old bones, handsome and handsome. But the second uncle likes to listen to this, hahaha. They are all disciples sent by your father. Well, they are all talented. This heavenly ancestor is Master Zuo, who has a high status in Dantang. After looking at Deci one by one, his ordinary eyes finally fell on Mu Zifeng and stayed for three seconds before he said doubtfully, "Xin'er, who is he?"

"Uncle, his name is Mu Zifeng. We met on the way."

Mu Zifeng hugged his fist and bowed, "Mu Zifeng, the younger generation, see Master Zuo."

"Which disciple are you?"

"Well, the younger generation has not entered any hall, nor is it a peripheral disciple of Lingshan. This is the first time to enter Lingshan." Mu Zifeng replied honestly. He felt that Master Zuo's eyes were not ordinaryly fierce, and he seemed to be able to see through his secrets.

"Since you are a friend of Xin'er, you will live on Danfeng for the time being. When you go down to receive the identity letter, don't walk around in Lingshan if you have nothing to do. No matter how strong you are here, you can't be too publicized for newcomers. Xin'er, you go to Xingtang to register. First, you are the peripheral disciples of Dantang, and then wait for a while to fight for the identity of an inner disciple for you.

"Yes."

Dexin wink at Mu Zifeng and went to the execution hall under the leadership of a martial arts master.

Only when you register in the prison hall and receive the identity letter can you become a disciple of Lingshan. As long as you are a disciple of Lingshan, you can get the corresponding cultivation resources.

The execution hall is different from other halls. This is a place to punish criminal disciples. The people who enter here are either new disciples or criminal disciples. The prison hall is a place where every disciple of Lingshan is deeply afraid. Generally, if you really want to be caught here, you will have bad luck. The light one will be expelled from Lingshan, and the heavy one will behead directly.

So the execution hall is very deserted, unlike other mountains, which are very lively. Mu Zifeng walked into the hall of the prison hall and looked around for a week and only saw ten martial arts masters and a practicing ancestor. The popularity here was also so low.

"Are you new disciples?" A tall and thin martial arts master suddenly shouted.

"Yes, nine of us are peripheral disciples collected by Master Dantang Zuo, and we were ordered by the master to register." Dexin said calmly, and then handed over Master Zuo's letter.

"Oh, it turned out to be a disciple of Master Zuo." Those people in the hall opened their eyes, especially the innate ancestor, who smiled and said, "Since it is a disciple accepted by Master Zuo, naturally there is no problem. I will apply for identity letters for them immediately."

"Yes, ancestor."

A martial arts master quickly took out a disk-shaped magic weapon and whispered, "You brothers and sisters come one by one and drip a drop of blood."

Dexin was the first to come forward, and a drop of her blood dripped into the disk, and she saw a light flashing through the disk condensed a thumb-sized jade charm.

Mu Zifeng was the last one to get the letter.

"This is not only your identity letter, but also a letter that records your achievements. In the future, the value of your contributions to Lingshan will be recorded cumulatively. The higher the merit, the more rewards you will get. The higher the merit, the more you can enter the corresponding forbidden place to practice and learn.

"Thank you for reminding me." Dexin saluted the ancestor and took everyone out of the prison.

"Brother Mu, this letter must be kept well. If you want to practice in Lingshan, you need to constantly accumulate merit. For example, in my Dan Hall, if you want to see miscellaneous notes about alchemy, you need to enter the Danjing Pavilion, and you need the corresponding merit.

"How to accumulate merit?"

Dexin pointed to the hundred and huge shining pillars of light in the distance and said, "There is a transmission array that enters the sleeping world. You can enter it to kill all kinds of demons and monsters. Depending on the object of killing, the merit value is also different. The stronger the opponent you kill, the higher the merit. This is the best practice method for new disciples or disciples under the realm of heaven and man.

"Of course, the sleeping world is also very dangerous. For every 100 disciples, only 80, or even less, may come out. In addition to accumulating merit in this way, it is to go to Lingshan to carry out the tasks issued by Lingshan, or the treasures you will get will be handed over to the teacher and get corresponding merits.

Mu Zifeng thought for a moment and said doubtfully, "Is the sleeping world the designated imperial arsenal in the secular world?"

"Ha ha, it's a place. However, the transmission array in the imperial palace is only the most marginal area of the sleeping world, which can be said to be a drop in the sea, which is not worth mentioning. There are many ancient books in the Lingshan Tibetan Sutra Hall. Brother Mu has a lot of time to see. Now let's go back to Dantang and have a good rest.

Master Zuo is refining an important elixir, so Mu Zifeng rested in another courtyard for three days and did not see Master Zuo again.

The fourth day, Mu Zifeng did not disturb Dexin and the others and flew alone to the place where the meritorious hall was located. The area occupied by the Hall of Meritorious Service is very large, with a radius of 30 miles. The hall is built like a palace, with thousands of people coming in and leaving.

Mu Zifeng entered the hall and saw a huge light curtain. There were countless letters suspended on the surface of the light curtain. A number and a place name appeared on the surface of each letter, beating from time to time, but at the same time, letters were constantly exploding and disappearing.

"Bum."

With a loud noise, I saw a letter showing 6875 numbers suddenly burst after a strong flash, turning into a little starlight and integrated into the light curtain.

There was a sudden cry in the hall.

"The one who can accumulate more than 60,000 merits must be a practicing ancestor. Unexpectedly, he fell in the sleeping world."

"I don't know what terrible existence that the ancestor encountered. It's really deplorable."

Only then did Mu Zifeng know that the fragment and disappearance of the letter meant that the owner had fallen. He looked up and carefully observed the letters that were still on, which were big and small, beating fast and slow.

"Life and death are famous. Let's get ready to enter." Many martial arts masters beside him waved their hands, and their letters shot into the curtain, and then 20 of them left together.

Mu Zifeng turned his head and looked at the other wall, which showed the place where the transmission array was transmitted. There are hundreds of different places on it, such as fierce beast forests, zombie valleys, fog swamps, ghost mountains, bone demon sand cities, death hills and so on.

"Bone Demon Sand City?" Mu Zifeng's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw it. From the beginning, his eyes fell on the four characters of the bone demon sand city, in the fifth transmission array.

The blood spirit beads in the body of the bone demon are a magic elixir for him. If he wants to complete the golden body of the demon, he needs to spend a lot of qi and blood to refine his body, and the high-level blood spirit beads are a powerful source of his qi and blood power.

"Okay, just enter the bone demon sand city." Mu Zifeng took out his letter and was about to shoot it out, but he glanced at the letters. In the dense letter, there were only a few letters that appeared on the four big characters of the bone demon Sand City.

"This brother, why are there not many disciples entering the bone demon sand city?" Mu Zifeng politely asked a half-hundred men around him for advice.

The martial arts master looked up and down at Mu Zifeng and frowned slightly, "Brother is a new disciple, right? The bone demon sand city can't enter casually. The bone demons there are all strong, especially the bone demons above the blood demon king. They all have the ability to fly, are fast, and their bodies are also strong. In addition, they like to devour human flesh and blood to practice. Nine out of nine out of ten disciples who have entered over the years have died in it. You have to stay for ten days to enter once. If you meet the bone demon of the innate realm, you will die even worse. Forget it, just remember it yourself. Except for the bone demon sand city and the murderer's forest, you can go anywhere else. It's better to enter with other brothers.

"Thank you for telling me." Mu Zifeng flicked his finger, and his letter shot into the light curtain. Bone demons are indeed more powerful for ordinary martial arts masters, but they are not a problem for themselves. Others dare not go in. If they enter, they will definitely find a big bargain.

Hi, he had already flown into the No. 5 transmission array, and felt a soft light wrapping him, and then a flower in front of him seemed to enter a circular passage, and his feet stepped on the thick soil after about ten breaths.

He entered the sleeping world again, but this place is different from the Bone Demon Valley he met last time. He stood on a mountain and saw a town in front of him. Every place outside the city was full of bone demons, and inside the city was the place where bone demons with more strength lived.

There are many bone demon sand cities, and there is no end in sight.

Mu Zifeng looked up at the sky. The sky was not purple, but a faint blue.

"Is that the Blood Demon King?" Mu Zifeng saw 20 tall figures flying out of the nearest town. They all had flying wings on their backs, but the strange thing was not purple wings, but light blue wings. Their flight speed was also almost much faster, showing an encirclement and rushing to Mu Zifeng.

"Hahaha, no human beings from the upper world have come in to test for many years. Brothers, we killed him and shared it together." When the first blood demon king's ten-finger nails were pointed, it was actually permeated with a kind of blue light**. The fangs in the mouth are three inches long, and as long as they are bitten by him, it is definitely a fatal blow.

"The light of rice grains also wants to compete with the sun and the moon."

Mu Zifeng stretched out his flying wings, and only a wave of hurricane swept up. Although these blood demon kings fly powerfully, their attack power is at most 100,000 pounds, which is indeed weak and vulnerable in Mu Zifeng's eyes.

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