My Comprehension Level Is Full, You Let Me Guard The Tomb Of Jianzhong For A Hundred Years

After a while.

The remaining 5,000 people followed Elder Chen to a hidden place in the back mountain of Sword Demon Sect.

They have no choice.

A few people wanted to sneak away on the way, but they were discovered by Elder Chen in an instant, and they were beheaded on the spot.

"Okay, we've arrived." Elder Chen said.

Arrived somewhere?

Everyone was confused.

There is clearly nothing here.

It's hard, it's hard, this Elder Chen wants to kill people and wipe out his traces.

Thinking of this, everyone panicked.

Fortunately, Elder Chen didn't look at them, but stretched out his hand to the void and cast a spell.

Then a transparent barrier appeared in front of everyone.

"Old Geng, I sent you this group of people." Elder Chen said respectfully.

"I see."

An old voice came out, and then two crystal clear stones were thrown out from inside, flying towards Elder Chen.

"Xie Geng, it's nothing, I won't bother you." Elder Chen happily took the stone and said.

"Yeah." The old voice replied.

The next moment Elder Chen moved, he disappeared on the spot.

Only 5,000 people were left in a daze.

Before they had any doubts, everyone felt a huge force coming.

Then, they were dragged into the barrier by that force.

The scene changed.

It was dark and boundless, full of gloom.

Surrounded by simple sword mounds.

There is a long sword stuck on each sword mound.

Hoo hoo! !

The wind is everywhere.

It's early autumn, but there is a sense of chill and awe-inspiring everywhere here.

Just taking a deep breath, I felt the piercing breath in my chest and abdomen, and the pain was unbearable.

"Where is this place? Why are there sword tombs everywhere?"

"Ah!! It hurts, it hurts so much."

"There must be poisonous gas here. The Sword Demon Sect wants to kill us."

"I'm not reconciled, I don't want to die yet."

When they were panicking, an old voice rang in the ears of five thousand people.

The sound is very soft, but everyone can hear it very clearly.

"This is the Burning Heaven Sword Tomb of the Sword Demon Sect. Next, I will pass on a Qi Cultivation Technique to you. Only those who have successfully operated for three weeks can become grave guards."

Then, the old voice recited Yang Qi Jue.

The people present seemed to have grasped the hope of life, endured the severe pain, and listened to the Qi Yang Art.

The same goes for Lin Xiao.

He originally thought that he was in danger this time.

Unexpectedly, there is another mystery hidden.

Gravekeeper! ?

What is this identity?

It doesn't sound very good.

Do not

It's better to live than to die.

Moreover, now he has finally come into contact with the exercises of this world.

Lin Xiao endured the sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, sat down cross-legged, and listened quietly.

The Qi Yang Jue, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand, sounds like a fairy to his ears.

Gradually, Lin Xiao became fascinated.

The aura that was originally scurrying in the body began to operate according to a fixed route.

one day a week.

two weeks.

three weeks.

...

"Those who can run Qi Yang Jue for three weeks today can go to the Jiange in the south to claim the status of grave guard."

After the old voice said this, it disappeared without a trace.

The old man didn't know.

A stick of incense time after he left.

One young man among five thousand people opened his eyes.

There was a faint light in the eyes.

There is also a faint dark golden halo on the surface of the body.

It's just that these lights are so dim that no one can notice them at all.

"Huh!? These are spiritual energy in the body?! Is this the Yangqi Art? It feels so simple." Lin Xiao was surprised in his heart.

He feels very comfortable now.

His whole body was full of strength, and all the unbearable stinging sensations disappeared.

Every time you take a breath, the Qi Yang Art in your body will start to work automatically.

Of course, the automatic operation is slow.

If he takes the initiative to control, then the speed will increase rapidly.

In just one stick of incense, he has already been running for ten weeks.

"Use Dharma Jue to run the spiritual energy, and the weather and meridians are stable. Does this count as an entry into the Qi refining realm?" Lin Xiao is not sure.

Thinking of the old voice, it said that after three weeks of operation, you can get the status of grave keeper.

I have ten weeks, which is considered overfulfilled.

Lin Xiao thought of this, stood up, and planned to claim his identity before proceeding.

But at this time.

He discovered something that horrified him.

Originally there were 5,000 people left, but at this moment, more than half of them were already lying in a pool of blood, lifeless.

If you count them casually, it is definitely more than half.

This... this... what's going on.

Lin Xiao's eyes showed surprise.

Just now he was concentrating on cultivating Qi Yang Jue, and he didn't notice any movement outside at all. Biqu library

"what!!!"

Suddenly, several screams came from beside him.

Lin Xiao hurriedly turned his head to look.

I saw streaks of fierce spiritual energy piercing out of those people's bodies, and big holes were pierced in their bodies, and blood gushed out.

After a few breaths, these people died of anger.

Fuck!

Lin Xiao was stunned.

Where is this spiritual energy, this is simply more than sword energy.

look at other people

Neither stood up.

Lin Xiao also didn't want to go to Jiange to claim his identity so soon.

He still understands the principle of shooting the first bird.

It is not a good thing to perform too prominently without absolute strength and hole cards.

What's more, this is the Sword Demon Sect.

Although it has only been more than two hours since he came in, Lin Xiao has already felt what cruelty is, what cruelty is.

He sat back again, closed his eyes and continued to practice Qi Yang Jue.

Every time it runs for a week, the aura in the body will become more solidified.

When Lin Xiao ran for another ten weeks, his brows frowned slightly.

For some reason, he always felt that the route of the spiritual energy in his body made him uncomfortable, as if he was taking a detour.

There are also many similar places in the formula.

Try changing it.

Change here too.

In this way, Lin Xiao perfected his "Exclusive Qi Yang Art" based on his feeling.

For a while, the speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy began to double.

Vaguely, a whirlwind of spiritual energy slowly rotated around him.

And those people around Lin Xiao who were working hard to cultivate Yang Qi Jue suddenly found that the originally irritable aura became even more agitated.

what! ! !

The screams continued all at once.

The number of fallen people cannot be counted.

Two thousand people remained.

One thousand and five.

one thousand.

six hundred.

three hundred.

When the number of people dropped to one hundred and five, they stopped.

Lin Xiao opened his eyes again.

The more than one hundred surviving people hurriedly stood up, everyone showed fear, and there was an illusion in their hearts that they would survive the catastrophe.

It wasn't that they didn't want to move just now, but that they couldn't move.

It was as if there was a suction force that made them unable to move.

fine.

They finally made it through and successfully operated the Yang Qi Art for three weeks.

"What the hell is this place? There are only a hundred or so of us out of five thousand people."

"I heard that the Sword Demon Sect is extremely cruel, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated it."

"What shall we do now?"

"What should we do? We have no choice but to listen to that person and go to the Jiange in the south to claim the identity of the gravekeeper."

Everyone discussed it and found that there was no other way.

They wanted to escape from here, but they couldn't find a way back.

With no other choice, everyone went to the Jiange in the distance together.

When they walked to the Jiange, there were already people waiting for them.

It was a tall, thin middle-aged man.

When he saw more than a hundred people coming, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of surprise, and he asked in doubt.

"How many tens of thousands of people have you brought in??"