Chapter 3 Life and Death

The old man seemed to be used to Deng Xi's situation and curled his lips slightly and said, "Kid, don't ask so many questions. You just need to remember one thing for me. From today on, you are an entry disciple of Qiankun Hall. In addition to eating and sleeping, the only thing you need to do is to practice and hear clearly. , it's practice."

Hearing this, Deng Xi couldn't help smiling bitterly. This vast universe pot was really simple and clear. There was no nonsense, and he directly asked you to practice.

"Qiankun Hall? What sect is this? I haven't heard of it? When did I join? There is no such thing, right?

Deng Xi continues to pretend to be confused, hoping that the other party can provide more useful information.

Before he finished speaking, he only felt that he had been slapped heavily on his left face, and then a cold woman's voice sounded behind him: "There is so much nonsense. Elder Chen has already said that the only thing you have to do is to practice. One more word, and the door rule will serve you.

After her words, Deng Xi came to his senses from the sudden storm, clenched his teeth on the beaten side and cursed secretly, "Which crazy woman is this? Move so fast! I hit it without even seeing the shadow.

When he looked back, he saw a 23-year-old plain woman standing behind him with cold eyes. The woman's eyebrows, cherry-nosed mouth, tall and exquisite curves, which was originally extremely beautiful, but the layer of excitement on her face made people feel difficult to get close to.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful girl is a wicked woman." Deng Xi secretly thought and thought, "No, the big shelf should be the steward of the so-called Qiankun Hall. I'm afraid such a position will not be an ordinary ghost, but if it is the puppet used by the ghost refiner to control the soul in the pot, it will be too beautiful."

When he first arrived here, he always wanted to distinguish who was the real ghost used to refine gas and who was the steward puppet arranged by the ghost refiner. So that you can deal with it yourself. The ultimate goal is to find out how to escape from the world in this pot.

Seeing that his face was gloomy and uncertain, the woman suddenly slapped her again, and the speed was still extremely fast. However, this time Deng Xi had already been fully prepared to cover his face before the other party's palm arrived, which was so fast that Deng Xi himself was a little surprised.

So this palm hit the back of his hand. The back of the hand immediately became red and swollen.

And Deng Xi said angrily at the first time, "Hey, who are you? How can you hit someone?"

The woman seemed to be a little curious about the speed of his reaction. For a moment, she forgot to continue to scold him. After staring, she turned her face and said to Elder Chen, "What's his name?" What's the origin?"

At this time, an old voice suddenly came out from the dark corner: "According to the above, it is Deng Xi, a son of the martial arts family. It seems that I have practiced for a few years.

At the sound, a tall old man in black slowly came out in the dark.

"Up?" Deng Xi was stunned when he heard the words and couldn't help looking up. He fell from above himself. He wanted to see what was on it. At this look, I saw a dark and strange black array floating above the temple. That is to say, these people in front of them know what happened from this magic array. So, they should be the puppets arranged by the ghost refiner here.

At this time, I saw the woman nodded: "No wonder you can avoid my hand. It turned out that she came in with cultivation. In this case, let him enter the inner hall according to the rules and directly worship the teacher."

After saying this, her beautiful but indifferent eyes were ready to turn around and leave after sweeping Deng Xi's face again.

Who knew that her figure had not moved, and the old man in black who appeared later said, "Hai Ming Tang."

The woman named Mingtangzhu was stunned when she heard the words and turned around and said, "What's wrong with Li Hufa? What's the problem?"

Li Hufa smiled and said, "Oh, about this new disciple, the above has given a statement that he will directly arrange a life-and-death test tomorrow, and then you can enter the inner hall."

As soon as he said this, not only Deng Xi was confused, but also the beautiful Ming Hall Lord was obviously a little puzzled: "Is this not in line with the rules? Now that you have brought your achievements, why do you have to do a life-and-death test again? No matter who lives or dies, isn't it a waste of talent qualifications?

And Li Hu's law smiled and said, "Master Mingtang, the rules were originally set above. Isn't this in line with the rules? Isn't it still his old man's words? We don't have to worry too much, do we?"

Hearing what he said, the master of the hall couldn't help suffocating in his chest. Then after looking at Deng Xi, he snorted coldly and walked to the back of the hall.

"What's the name? What kind of life-and-death comparison? Deng Xi was shocked. He didn't expect that he would immediately face a life-and-death battle as soon as he was included in the soul weapon. Is this a trick to refine himself? He has also found that his Qidao power, which has been wiped out by illness, has recovered a little, but it is only equivalent to the state when he was just practicing. In this way, he fights with people for life and death, which is almost the same as death.

Looking at his blank face, Li Hufa couldn't help sneering and then said to Elder Chen, "Is there any entry-level disciple going to enter the inner hall recently?"

"There are three." Elder Chen bowed his head and said back.

"The best arrangement will be given to him tomorrow."

When Elder Chen heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised: "The most powerful? That has the second level of cultivation of the airway. At this moment, Deng Xi only has the ability to get started. Isn't this letting him die?

Li Hufa waved his hand and said, "Just do it. Why do you ask so many questions?"

After saying that, he also turned around and walked into the darkness after a cold smile.

"I can't see that you still brought your skills in, so prepare well. Tomorrow morning, you will have a fight. Only the one who survives can become a disciple of the inner hall of the Qiankun Hall. Elder Chen said.

Deng Xi only felt an anger rushing up. As he had just thought, the other party's arrangement was simply taking advantage of the rules of the world in this pot to kill him in a different way.

What's more, even if it's not death, this kind of fight is like dog fighting, taking people as animals. Although he was in the soul weapon and had to be manipulated, he could not stand such an insult.

So he said coldly, " Elder Chen, what kind of place is this Qiankun Hall? Why do you have to fight like this? What if you don't accept it? I was forcibly caught here by you, and I don't want to be a disciple here at all!"

"Don't want to?" Elder Chen seemed to see the funniest joke in the world and laughed: "Do you think anyone here can come and go freely? The Qiankun Hall is isolated from the world. Now that you have arrived here, it has nothing to do with your previous life. Unless the airway is successful and you can become an elder or the head of the hall through the earth and death array of the six guardians of the Qiankun Hall, you can have the honor to go out and serve for the lord of the temple.

Otherwise, you will have to constantly participate in all kinds of battles and struggle with life and death. If you want to disobey, there is only one way to die. If you want to try, no one will stop you.

Hearing the words, Deng Xi couldn't help but feel a chill.

Although these words are simple, they have almost said the most critical rules of this vast universe pot. All the souls that have been taken in have been forced to set a goal, that is, if you don't want to be killed, you must try your best to improve yourself and kill others, and in the end, you have to go through the so-called ghost death array.

As for the meaning of working for the Lord after passing, it is unknown. It is definitely impossible to leave the vast universe pot. Is it possible to become the pot spirit summoned by the ghost refiner and go out to fight for him?

"This old man's tricks are really vicious. He uses this rule to force every ghost to practice desperately." Deng Xi secretly gritted his teeth.

After a short time, he was pulled into a dark room like a cell by Elder Chen. It is said that it is a place where every disciple who participated in the life-and-death test was temporarily closed one day before he went on the stage.

The door was closed with a sound. Elder Chen looked at him for the last time outside and said, "Time is running out. Prepare well. Your opponent is an introductory disciple who has practiced for three years. He has long had the power of the second layer of airway, but he has never been able to enter the third level without the guidance of a famous teacher. He dreams of entering the inner hall to practice, and it must be fatal. I have seen your skills. I can't survive a few rounds in front of him. I guess I don't plan to let you survive. You can ask for more blessings.

After saying this, after listening to him smile, he quietly fell into the corridor. Deng Xi quickly fell into darkness.

"Didn't you plan to let me survive?" Deng Xi closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The purpose of this forcibly arranged death fight is obvious. The winner can continue to practice upwards and gain more mana for the ghost refiner. The one killed must be directly refined by him. As Elder Chen said, this ghost refiner wants to refine himself as soon as possible. What deep hatred does he have with himself?

When he thought of tomorrow's life-and-death battle, he tried his skills a little. It was soon found that the strange disease had completely disappeared. The meridians of the whole body are unimpeded, but due to the long illness, the cultivation is greatly damaged. Today's power is almost equivalent to the first level of the airway. Because his foundation is there, if he can have three months, I believe that he will soon restore the state of the fourth layer of condensation of his airway.

But the question is, not to mention that he doesn't have three months, not even three days, how should he pass tomorrow?

He has now almost guessed that the book of the Three Worlds in his mind is not the same as the one he saw in his illness. This is a completely blank travelogue, and the content of it is to be completed by yourself. So how much you can write in this book and whether it is wonderful or not depends on how far you can go.

"In the book I read, the author traveled all over the human world and stepped into the underworld. In the end, it seemed that he met the ghost owner of the abyss and was interrupted. Did I end it as soon as I started?" He shook his head with a wry smile.