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The square is full of towering trees, and there are many strange flowers and plants, almost like a fairyland. The road is divided into two rows of tall sword-carrying disciples. They do not squint, and their cultivation is in the middle of gas refining.

Bai Li lamented the size of the head of the Mozong Hall, and followed the dozens of steps leading to the hall. The whole hall was dark red, with exquisite golden pattern decoration, which was a magnificent scene.

"Introductory trial disciple, Bai Li wants to see you!"

"Let him in!"

An old but full-pitated voice came from the hall. Bai Li stood outside the door with his head down. The invisible momentum in this ordinary sentence made him have the impulse to kneel down.

Carefully crossed the threshold of the hall. In Bai Li's eyes are dozens of futons in the hall. There are many people sitting on it. On both sides are dozens of cylinder-sized stone pillars to the top of the hall. At the end of the road paved with red brocade, there are several steps. There is a big golden chair on the steps, and there are also several large chairs on both sides under the steps. There are people sitting on the face.

In the big golden lacquer chair sat an old man with white hair, wearing a gold-rimmed black robe, his eyes were full of spirit, and his whole body was not angry and powerful. There is only one person in the whole magic hall with such momentum.

Yin Wusang, the general manager of Chenzhou Mozong Hall!

Bai Li hurried forward and bowed down and said loudly, "Disciple Bai Li returned from the trial!"

"Ye-huh, sit down with the other disciples and ask you later!"

"Yes!"

Bai Li went to the Putuan place, found a vacant seat and sat down. He looked at the people around him, who were also disciples who participated in the entry test together. It seems that there are still many people who have completed the task.

Next is Yin Wusang asking each disciple about the trial. After answering, the disciples will be assigned to different branches. After listening to the trial experience of others, Bai Li was easier than his own experience, and he couldn't help but be a little slanderous.

"Bai Li, tell me about your trial. Why are you the only one who came back, your companion?"

Looking at Yin Wusang's calm eyes, Bai Li sweated coldly on his back. Did he say that he could escape his life by agreeing to be an insider? I'm afraid that if you say it, you will die worse.

Just as he was wandering in his heart, an external force invaded his body. Yin Wusang suddenly said, "Oh", and then asked in a low voice, "You seem to have been banned in your body!"

When Bai Li heard this, his heart flashed. He knelt down and crawled forward a few steps, crying and shouted, "Help me!"

Yin Wusang frowned and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Tell me the truth."

Bai Li talked about the trial experience of his group of five people with a crying voice, but he just said that he begged for mercy from Qiu Yin as if the other party forcibly imposed a ban on him to make an internal response. He tried his best to be sensational, and many disciples took a breath.

After hearing this, Yin Wusang was expressionless. He exchanged eyes with several people sitting under the steps and said to one of them:

"Master Ling, do you think he is telling the truth?"

The man said coldly, "It should be true. The mission cards of the disciples of this trial have a pair of cards in the hall. Bai Li's team of people, the life fire on the pair of cards is almost extinguished at the same time. It can be seen that they have met a very strong opponent. Rayden and others are all practitioners of the upper level of gas refining. If they can kill them so quickly, they should be the monks in the foundation-building period.

Yin Wusang nodded, turned his head and said to Bai Li, "It's not difficult to solve the prohibition on your body, but I'll think of a way to solve it for you later!"

Looking at his expression as if nothing had happened, Bai Li suddenly realized in his heart that the old guy had obviously known the news that his team had been completely destroyed. If he had hidden something just now, he must have been in a different place now. Thinking of this, a layer of white sweat suddenly came out.

"Just stay in Zhantang and stop using it!"

Before Yin Wusang finished his words, the Lingtang master stood up and said coldly:

"This man's cultivation is very low. I'm afraid it's embarrassing to join Zhantang. I think it's good to let him be a chore disciple for the time being. It's not too late to enter Zhantang when his cultivation grows in the future."

When Bai Li heard this, he had already scolded the 18th generation of his ancestors surnamed Ling. Miscellaneous disciple, isn't that a chore? I'm a scholar. Do you want me to do rough work?

"Master Ling has some truth. Bai Li, you can sit as a chore disciple for the time being, and let you enter Zhantang as a formal disciple after your cultivation grows."

No matter how resentful Bai Li was, he was blocked by Yin Wusang's words. Who said that his cultivation was really bad?

After the questioning, the trial disciples withdrew from the hall and followed the disciples of the branch to the arranged accommodation.

In the hall, Yin Wusang said to several people sitting below: "I didn't expect Zhang Yibai to fall in the trial. How can I explain to Elder Zhang? Alas..."

The master surnamed Ling said, "This is not difficult. The trial is inherently dangerous. It is to say that he was besieged by the Mizhou Brigade during the trial, and all his teams were killed. In this way, Elder Zhang can't blame you."

"That's all I have to do." Yin Wusang paused, turned his head and asked another person, "Master Xu, do you think there is anything wrong with Bai Li?"

"I can't see it for the time being. I will stay for observation. As soon as something goes wrong, I will kill him!"

"Well, I also took this into consideration that I didn't immediately lift the ban for him. How can such a ban be difficult for me? Humph, this hatred is a good idea..."

Such as not to mention how Yin Wusang and others discussed it, Bai Li came to his residence under the leadership of a disciple and almost cursed at a glance.

This is a dilapidated courtyard, located in a very remote location in the Magic Hall. It opens the thin door panels, and the purpose is full of weeds and crooked courtyard walls in the courtyard. The only hut is also densely covered with cobwebs, as if it has been uninhabited for decades.

After explaining a few precautions, the disciple who brought him left the dusty yard as if he had escaped, leaving only Bai Li speechless to ask the sky.

If you come, don't worry. I will go to the general manager's hall one day!

After gambling secretly for a while, Bai Li still had to face the reality. He rolled up his sleeves to do hygiene. He was busy for three or four hours inside and outside the house, which barely allowed people to live.

Bai Li, who was so tired, sat on the stone bed in the house and was stared for a while. Suddenly, he remembered something and sat cross-legged.

Whether it is the Zixuan Palace or the entry heart method of Qingyu School, he has used it for several Sundays. The true power in the meridians still has not increased much, and his heart can't help but be gloomy.

It seems that a spiritless person like me really has nothing to do with cultivation, but in this world of the law of the jungle, if you have one point more cultivation, you will have one point more capital to save your life. What should you do?

Bai Li remembered the remnants of Huayuanshu that he got from the corpse demon, and hurriedly took it out of the treasure bag. At this point, only the dead horse could be a living horse doctor.

Unfolding the shabby paper, the skill of Huayuanshu appeared in front of him. Bai Li did not have any hope, but he didn't expect to find it at a glance. He looked over the remnants from beginning to end, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

It turns out that this meta-yuan art is a skill created by the monks and elders a hundred years ago, which is extremely helpful for increasing cultivation, but the evil sect is more than blood refining. This set of skills actually increases its own true element by absorbing other people's true elements, which is many times stronger than blood refining, and there is no restriction of the Jiedan period. The only drawback is that only monks in the early stage of gas refining can practice, otherwise other people's Zhenyuan will conflict with their own Zhenyuan, resulting in Zhenyuan explosion and death.

Huayuanshu is divided into five layers. It is said that when it reaches the fifth level, it can instantly refine all the true elements of the monks under the same level for their own use. Even if it is refined to the third level, it can refine half of other people's true elements. Even if the only drawback comes to Bai Li, there is no problem at all. This makes him unhappy, and the problem of not being able to make progress in cultivation is finally solved.

Anyway, this is a world of the law of the jungle. Although this chemical metachemy is a little evil, it is important to save your own life. Even if you want to become a demon, you will admit it.

If you want to practice metajutsu, you must first disperse your skills. Only when you disperse all your own cultivation and there is no real element in the meridians can you practice. This condition is simply easy for Bai Li. If he doesn't want to think about it now, he will recite the formula in his heart as said in the book, slowly pull out the few Zhenyuan from the meridians, and gather them together and emanate them from the surface of the skin.

It felt like extracting flesh and blood and bone marrow from the body. The severe pain made Bai Li almost unable to support himself and almost cried out. After more than an hour of suffering, when Zhenyuan completely dispersed, Bai Li was already sweating with pain and pale, as if he had a serious illness.

Fortunately, his cultivation is only in the early stage of gas refining. If it is a high-level monk, it is almost equivalent to the pain of cramping and soul refining. The time spent is even longer. Bai Li's current situation is already fortunate.

After a short rest, Bai Li gritted his teeth and got up and continued to practice as the book said. When the Zhenyuan is dispersed, it needs to be guided by its own essence to converge in Dantian.

In this way, Bai Li constantly gathered his essence into Dantian through a hundred veins. At the beginning, there was only a wisp, and gradually increased, and a thin white essence appeared in Dantian. The essence in the body also began to flow like a stream into the river.

Time passed quickly, and I don't know that when the sun rose in the first few days, a strange cry came from the small courtyard: "I've done it!"

It turned out that after many days of practice, the white essence in Baili Dantian, with the continuous influx of essence, has formed a pure white whirlpool, constantly coiling and rotating in Dantian. This is the sign of the introduction to Huayuanshu cultivation: Zhenyuan Vortex.

With this Zhenyuan vortex, Bai Li can really use Huayuan magic to improve his cultivation. Although he is not even as good as the early stage of gas refining now, the road is unimpeded, and the step towards heaven can really start.

Bai Li pressed the secret joy in his heart. Now that the mind has become, it is time to find the goal and start "practice".