Chapter 527

Buzz!

A clear wave came from Zhuo fan's body, and then with a cry, a blue flame burned on his forehead.

Old yuan was surprised, and his eyes trembled, full of surprise.

At the next moment, however, Zhuo fan's whole body momentum suddenly increased several times. At the moment of standing so quietly, his cultivation broke through from the six aspects of Tianxuan to the seven aspects of Tianxuan.

Old yuan looked shocked and secretly praised.

After seeing the Shura field, the boy had some feelings in his heart, and his state of mind improved for a while, which led to the improvement of his accomplishments.

But even so, the state of mind is the state of mind, and cultivation is cultivation. Cultivation determines your current strength and mood determines your future strength. The two are not directly related.

The improvement of state of mind is also difficult to drive the improvement of cultivation. Few people can do it since ancient times.

But now, Zhuo fan has done it. This only shows that this son has a high understanding, which is rare in the world. He is actually a talented man!

Shuangtong couldn't help moving. Old yuan stared at Zhuo fan excitedly, and his voice was a little dry. When Zhuo fan's momentum has been stable, Qingyan takes back and opens his eyes, his eyes like gold still release bright light without blinking.

Uh

With a slight frown, Zhuo fan was stared at by the old guy with such hot eyes. He felt a little uncomfortable. He coughed and said faintly: "cough... What do you mean, old yuan? If you feel flustered, don't come to me. I'm not good at it! "

He was stunned. Yuan thought for a long time before returning to taste. He couldn't help smiling and said, "Mr. Zhuo, don't misunderstand. Although old, he is also straight!"

As soon as they said this, they looked at each other again and laughed together.

"By the way, Mr. Yuan, I didn't expect that the materials of the factotum room were so selected!" After laughing, Zhuo fan walked back side by side with old yuan. Zhuo fan pondered for a while and wondered, "it's a miracle that you can survive so many times in the Shura field with old yuan's strength!"

"Hey, what miracles are not miracles, but everyone lives differently. The strong have the way of survival of the strong, and the weak also have the way of survival of the weak. Besides, there was no Shura field rule at that time. The sect elders came to select the materials for practicing martial arts. I was afraid of being elected and deliberately suppressed my accomplishments. The elders didn't like it, so they survived. Later, the old man was the oldest and spent the longest time here, so he became the steward here. He had a gold medal to avoid death and got out of the sea of suffering! "

"Oh, the rules of Shura field..." Zhuo fan raised his eyebrows and made a voice of doubt.

He looked around and saw no one. Old yuan carefully whispered, "Zhuo fan, I tell you, in fact, the rules of the Shura field were set by Lord kuilang after he came here!"

"Well, why did he do that?" The heart moved, Zhuo Fanqi said.

With a faint smile, old Yuan said, "Zhuo fan, you know there are two kinds of people in this factotum room. One is the eliminated disciples, who end up with only two. They are either used as practice materials or soar to the sky and become deacon elders. There is also the strong who are punished here. Naturally, they don't have so many ways to live. I'm afraid they will stay here for life. However, there is a rule in the sect, that is, those who have made great achievements can let bygones be bygones regardless of any mistakes in front! "

"That's for people outside. They have been assigned to the factotum. What can they do?" Zhuo fan couldn't help shaking his head with a sneer.

Yuan Lao also smiled, but said noncommittally, "that can't be said. Just like what old people said before, the strong is always the strong. People who want to make contributions can think of the method of making contributions everywhere. Just like now, if this Shura field continues, it is really a great achievement! "

"Oh, why do you say that?" Not from a Leng, Zhuo fan wondered.

Looking up at the sky, old yuan's eyes flashed and said faintly: "although people in the factotum knew there was a way to live, there were a few who could rush out, so most people were mediocre and could live day by day. People like me tried to suppress cultivation for fear that they would be taken away by those elders who practice magic skills. So the previous practice materials were relatively poor! "

"But now, with the rules of the Shura hall, if people in the factotum want to live longer, they must practice hard and be better than others. For a time, the overall strength rose slightly, and the quality of the practice materials of the elders in zongnei also rose rapidly! Moreover, the Shura field will give people the illusion that they are in control of their own destiny. Those who died in the war are used as training materials. Those who survive can naturally continue to survive and will not be picked by the elders. If you are stronger than others, you can live. If you are weaker than others, you deserve to die. In this way, the overall strength of the factotum room is approaching the external disciples. "

"Especially after the moon spirit came, some rules were improved. Those below the bone forging realm do not have to participate in the Shura field to ensure that the fresh blood will not dry up and do the best thing. If it goes on like this, the overall strength of the factotum disciples will be quite high. This is a great achievement. The two of them may be able to go back to the inner door! "

Zhuo fan nodded clearly and understood in his heart that their action was clearly a psychological attack. He threw these loveless eliminated people back into the law of the jungle to arouse the wildness in their hearts.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, they are indeed a group of lambs to be slaughtered, but in the Shura field, each of them is a beast fighting for survival.

It can be imagined that if such a group of people can get sufficient cultivation resources, their future development potential is definitely above some inner disciples!

With a flash in his eyes, Zhuo fan nodded faintly and murmured, "do you say... That evil Wuyue threw me here to let me take charge of the factotum room and make great achievements for the sect first?"

"What, what did you say?" Old yuan was stunned and looked at him.

Zhuo fan shook his head and burst out laughing: "nothing, I'm just sighing. These two people are really fucking talents. It's a pity not to be reused by the sect! "

"Yes!" Old yuan nodded with a smile and made a leisurely sound.

"By the way, what were they punished for here?" With a flash in his eyes, Zhuo fan asked again. But before Yuan Lao answered, a voice of scorn was clearly passed into their ears.

Shua Shua!

The moon is in the sky, and the silver gauze is draped on the cold earth after night. A graceful body dances under the shining stars. The knife in the hand is like a nebula, passing through strange arcs.

Zhuo fan looked at it in a daze, as if watching a beautiful fairy dancing. He didn't feel that the corner of his mouth crossed a happy arc, patted his hand and said, "good Sabre technique, miss yue'er, we meet again!"

The graceful posture stopped abruptly. Against the moonlight, the moon's beautiful face was full of frost. Looked at Zhuo fan, but he still ignored and turned his head!

But before she continued to practice, Zhuo fan's loud voice sounded again: "Yueer girl, what a coincidence, you have also been punished to the factotum room!"

The body couldn't help but stagnate. Yue Er almost stumbled and fell to the ground. Then she turned her head and looked angrily at Zhuo fan and said in a hate voice: "you were punished to the factotum room!"

"Yes, I'm in the factotum!" Zhuo fan smiled with a shy face and didn't feel disobedient at all.

Yue'er's language was stagnant for a moment, and he was gnashing his teeth. On one side, Yuan Lao looked up to the sky and smiled silently.

After pondering for a long time, yue'er suddenly showed a sarcastic smile and disdained to say: "when she first came, she said she wanted to be an elite disciple and a patriarch. As a result, she was sent to this factotum room without even entering the door of the hall. It's really bragging. It's ridiculous, hum!"

"Eh, how do you know I didn't enter the hall door? Do you mean... You inquired about me and cared about me? " His eyes brightened, and Zhuo fan laughed.

But hearing this, yue'er's face turned red and angrily said, "who cares about you, but your scandal has spread all over the sect. After entering the sect, the patriarch elder didn't even bother to see it, so he was sent to the factotum. You are the first in history! "

"Oh, I see!" Zhuo fan nodded clearly, and a frightening light flashed in his eyes.

He was now quite sure that he was definitely watched as soon as he entered the door. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to become known to everyone in such a short time.

However, as they entered the service room, those people should also withdraw their attention.

Otherwise, there will be a mixture of good and bad people in the factotum. It is a good time to start. It is impossible that there will be no news for so many days.

After realizing this, Zhuo fan looked at yue'er and said with a smile, "yue'er girl, have you thought about me except you think about me these days?"

"Cut, elder martial sister, she won't..." yue'er was about to answer, but she suddenly stagnated and her cheeks turned red. Now she found out that she had entered Zhuo fan's trap again and was angry: "I... I didn't miss you..."

Ha ha ha

Old yuan couldn't help laughing, shook his head and whispered in his heart. Zhuo fan is really like a rumor. He is treacherous and cunning. He has a way to deal with ignorant girls!

But he didn't laugh. As soon as he laughed, the moon was even more embarrassed. He bit his teeth hard. A naked killing intention flashed in his eyes. With a wave of machete in his hand, he cut them off.

Old yuan was surprised and hurried to hide behind zhuofen. But zhuofen still smiled and was not afraid. Just before the Dao mang was about to come, he was quick in his eyes and hands, and grabbed her bright wrist.

His hands shook, but when he heard the "Oh", the machete fell to the ground, and the moon's eyebrows wrinkled deeply, with a cold sweat on his forehead!

With a frown, Zhuo fan quickly loosened her wrist and wondered, "my strength just now can't hurt you. How can you be so painful? Can you say... Your injury didn't recover last time?"

"It's none of your business!" The moon snorted and showed her stubbornness.

But just then, another Jiao drink sounded in the air: "bold, who is bullying my sister..."

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