Reborn as a demon cultivator, picked up a zombie planet at the beginning

Chu Xuan finally nodded in understanding.

He looked at the "disciples" below and asked tentatively, "Brother Boyu, I want to go to another Douxiantai."

Gui Boyu shook his head immediately, "Don't go, don't go. Master is very strict. If you go, you will definitely be scolded."

"Maybe I will have to take off your Taoist robe and throw you into the outer disciples to participate in the outer disciples' competition."

Chu Xuan was thoughtful.

Gui Boyu's words sounded quite normal, but he felt the implicit reminder in them.

He didn't say anything more, but looked at the Douxiantai below.

Gui Boyu stood up and said loudly, "My fellow disciples, I am Gui Boyu. Today is the outer disciples' competition of the Reincarnation Hall of the Lihuo Holy Land. Let me say a few words..."

On the Douxiantai, Gao Yuntian and others found themselves here, and their expressions changed drastically.

They had just stepped through the door and came here. They hadn't figured out what was going on, and they were about to start the outer disciples' competition.

However, one thing can be confirmed.

This place is full of dangers.

It is best not to speak rashly or act rashly without knowing anything.

Since you have put on the outer sect disciple robe of the Lihuo Holy Land and are participating in the outer sect competition, you should continue to play your role well.

If you rashly expose this situation, it is very likely to cause disaster.

A silver-top extermination general couldn't help shouting to Zhuochen, "Lord Zhuochen, is this an illusion? Can you see through it?"

The virtual people of the Zhuo tribe are very good at polluting people's hearts, and naturally they also know a lot of skills to see through illusions.

However, Zhuochen looked around and couldn't see any falsehood.

This place seemed to be real.

Even the token of the true disciple in his nothingness bag could not be taken out now, as if it was sealed.

Gui Boyu looked unhappy, "No whispering, you black man, get out of the Douxiantai!"

He waved his hand, and the silver-top extermination general didn't even say a word, and his body was annihilated into ashes.

The virtual people around him were silent.

They have already felt that the cultivator on the high platform has the power of life and death.

The Samsara Hall... is definitely not a good place!

Chu Xuan smacked his lips.

Roll out of the Douxiantai, and the result is that even the life rolls out.

His guess was indeed correct.

The Samsara Hall may have become a strange place under the influence of an unknown great power.

If you don't act according to the rules, there will be huge risks.

If he didn't have a deep understanding of the true formula, he would probably be an ordinary outer disciple on the Douxiantai now.

Seeing that no one was talking to each other anymore, Gui Boyu nodded with satisfaction and said loudly, "On the path of cultivation, perseverance is the most important thing."

"The first competition of the outer sect competition is perseverance."

"This perseverance..." He tilted his head and looked at Chu Xuan, "Brother Chu, how do you think perseverance should be tested?"

Chu Xuan seemed to be thinking, "Boring things, thousands of times, always consistent, without any slack."

Gui Boyu nodded with satisfaction, "Brother Chu, you said it well! Then, a puppet will appear in front of each of you, and all you have to do is to attack the puppet with the same move."

"Number of times, just 90 million times."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and as expected, thousands of puppets appeared in front of everyone.

Gao Yuntian looked at the high platform. Although he didn't know much about the Samsara Hall, he also knew roughly the organizational structure of the Lihuo Holy Land.

The Gui Boyu who spoke loudly at the highest point was at least a core disciple.

The cultivator sitting next to Gui Boyu, whose facial features were shrouded in mist, should also be a core disciple.

I just don't know if that person will give them some problems...

However, he has understood the subtlety of this test.

The same move attacks 90 million times.

Each time, there can't be too much change.

They are now playing the role of outer disciples of the Lihuo Holy Land.

If they can complete all of them, they are very likely to get rewards.

If they are extremely good, the rewards may be even more generous.

Thinking of this, he didn't delay and shot sword energy at the puppet in front of him.

Although his natal immortal weapon is the Eight-Direction Wind and Thunder Treasure Fan, he chose to follow the sword path.

The first thing he thought of at this time was sword energy.

After about ten sword energies, his immortal power has reached the bottom, and he had to rest for a while to recover his immortal power.

This is obviously not his true strength.

However, he vaguely felt that after each release of sword energy, his deep understanding of the sword path seemed to become deeper.

It was the restraint imposed on him and everyone by this Douxiantai, or this Samsara Hall.

The other cultivators also took action and used their own methods to attack the puppet in front of them.

But not everyone can endure such boredom.

Not long after, a bronze-topped general could not help but complain.

Then, several of the immortals who followed Gao Yuntian into the Samsara Palace also complained.

The moves to attack the puppet became slack, no longer as strong as at the beginning.

Especially after Gui Boyu's gaze was withdrawn, more and more cultivators and empty people became slack.

On the high platform.

Gui Boyu glanced at the "outer disciples" below, with a puzzled look, and looked at Chu Xuan, "Junior Brother Chu, the immortal arts used by these disciples don't seem to be the way of the holy land."

"Some of the moves seem to have been seen before, and they seem to be enemies I have dealt with before..."

Chu Xuan looked into his eyes, and there was a mad flash in the clear eyes of this core disciple, as if he was puzzled by all this.

He smiled and said, "The disciples of the Holy Land come from all over the world. It is normal for them to learn some immortal arts by themselves before entering the Holy Land. Senior Brother, you don't need to worry too much."

Gui Boyu was stunned for a moment, and nodded repeatedly, "You are right, I think too much."

The madness in his eyes quickly subsided, as if it had never appeared.

"Junior Brother, this batch of outer disciples is very good. Look at that disciple, such a sharp swordsmanship, very good, the future of the Holy Land depends on them."

Gui Boyu pointed in the direction of Gao Yuntian, and Chu Xuan also looked in his sight, and couldn't help but stare.

He watched Gao Yuntian use sword energy thousands of times at the puppet, as if he had become Gao Yuntian and used sword energy thousands of times.

Although he had never used a sword, he had smashed many swords.

Just like the butcher Ding butchering the cow, he understood the body structure of the cow after killing many cows.

Smashing many swords also understood the strengths and weaknesses of the sword.

At this moment, it was like a revelation.

A sharp aura suddenly appeared on his body.

Gui Boyu was surprised and said, "Junior Brother Chu, you have a strong understanding, but what kind of Dao is this? It looks like a sword but it's not a sword."

Chu Xuan opened his eyes and said thoughtfully, "The Dao that specializes in breaking the sword Dao."

Gui Boyu clapped his hands, "Breaking the Sword Dao!"

Chu Xuan's eyes lit up, "What a good name, what Senior Brother said is exactly what I want!"

The two brothers looked at each other happily.

Chu Xuan once again cast his eyes on the Douxiantai, his eyes burning.

There is something strange about this place.

As long as every "outer disciple" on the Douxiantai grits his teeth and perseveres, he can have a deeper understanding of this move.

But as the only real spectator on the high platform, he can also benefit from it!