Chapter 12 Heaven’s selection, man’s choice.

Mu Hanchan was thinking about why the demon altar recruited them.

Just to poison them? Obviously not.

If so, why were they brought here in various ways? Was it to train them and teach them how to become immortals?

It doesn't seem that simple.

Looking at the scattered corpses in the stone chamber, he felt that his life was worthless in the eyes of the demon altar.

What is it for? Is this really just a test? So what is the purpose of the test, or what is it to prove?

He still remembered that he and Lin Mengge had their spiritual roots tested together, which only happened a week ago. The two elder cultivators took out their spiritual disks to test them. The purpose of the test was to know whether they had spiritual roots.

So what is the purpose of the test at the Demon Altar?

Mu Hanchan thought over and over again. The first time he said it was poisonous, it was indeed poisonous, and those who didn't believe it were all poisoned to death. The second time he said it was not poisonous, but it was still poisonous, and those who believed it were poisoned to death.

In this way, people who are overly confident are poisoned to death, and people who are casually trusting others are also poisoned.

The remaining people are alive, some because they are more cautious, some because they are simply timid and did not grab the food, and some because they are far away from the meal point, and they have already been robbed there.

Mu Hanchan knew that he couldn't wait any longer. The food came at noon. It was already evening and there were only thirty portions left. But there were sixty or seventy people who were unwilling to eat.

He did not dare to neglect at all. The experience of these two days made him unable to relax. He waited for the end of the trial with trembling.

These are more effective than native qualifications in the later stage.”

What they brought this time was not food, but things wrapped in black cloth.

"Isn't the death rate too high? The most important thing is that a small number of dead spiritual roots are very good. Dozens of three spiritual roots, nearly a hundred alien spiritual roots, a dozen or so four spiritual roots, and

…, and there is also a Five Elements Spiritual Root.”

"Their death is their own problem and their own choice. This is both God's will and their own fate. There is no need to regret it."

"Okay then. I see that twenty or thirty people have starved to death. Do you want to continue?"

There were nearly 700 people alive, and more than 500 people had already shared the food. And with so many people eating, it seemed like nothing would happen for a while.

The black cloth slowly unfolded, and it turned out that there were all kinds of weapons, roughly eighteen in total, and ten of them were wrapped in each black cloth.

Except for the leader, the other eighteen people wore black clothes for men and white clothes for women.

Only the last 30 portions of food are left.

"But the Five Elements Spiritual Roots and the Four Pure Spiritual Roots are too rare. Maybe we can keep them and cultivate them to see their effects."

Anyone who ate thirty portions of the poison was bound to die, and anyone who ate more than five portions of the poison was dying. Even if Mu Hanchan ate three portions of the poison, he was still weak and weak.

This time there was finally enough food, and the person who delivered it repeatedly emphasized that it was not poisonous. So all the boys who were still alive ate it.

The remaining 10% depends mainly on luck and a combination of all aspects of strength to achieve great cultivation.

"Just what?"

Everyone had a good meal.

Mu Hanchan was stunned for a moment. The remaining people who had not eaten became even more frightened when they saw that someone was still poisoned. Those who had already eaten also began to panic.

"I don't know. Theoretically, we should be in the Yang Room, and the opposite should be the Yin Room."

"What do you mean? Are you questioning the rules of our demon altar?"

By this time, many people had gone to eat. The number of people eating had increased to nearly two hundred, and there were only more than a hundred pieces of food left. Some of the people eating were gambling, and some were hungry and had given up their lives.

"Isn't this demon altar too cruel? Treating us like this?"

After an hour, 270 of the 300 portions of food had been eaten.

"I didn't expect that before we officially entered the altar, we were almost poisoned to death!"

"I think it should be."

"But the Five Elements Spiritual Roots only occur once out of 100,000 immortal cultivators! Even if the Four Elements Spiritual Roots are pure, the probability is one in ten thousand."

There are only three possibilities for what the food delivery person said, one is completely true, the other is half false and half true. In other words, no matter what, what he said cannot be completely false.

Have you forgotten the horror of the past two days?

One person waved his hand and said in denial: "Most kings are born.

What Mu Hanchan chose was a piece of food that was poisonous.

"good!"

Mu Hanchan looked at the boys in disbelief, his eyes full of incomprehension.

There are also a small number of people who are fine at all.

He half-crouched and half-crouched on the ground, a little nervous. He knew that he had been poisoned, but it seemed that he was not in as much pain as most people. The pain did not begin to ease until midnight.

There are another two hundred servings that are poisonous, but the toxicity varies, and you may not necessarily die if you eat them.

At this time, there were only 589 boys left alive, only about 3/5 of them.

There are also some people who are scared out of their wits and dare not eat it no matter what.

But what Mu Hanchan didn't know was that among the three hundred portions of food and water, 70 portions were completely non-poisonous, while 30 portions were highly poisonous and would kill you if you ate even one bite.

How could two hundred portions of food be divided among more than three hundred people?

Sure enough, not long after, he also felt a burst of abdominal pain, but the pain was still bearable. Although the food restored some strength to him, the pain drained away all the newly recovered strength.

"Our demon altar believes in the laws of nature. Not only that, before we completely enter the altar, we can also artificially add storms to give them enough blows to screen out those who are not born kings.

"Is it inappropriate for us to do this?"

For a time, no one came to compete for the last thirty portions of food.

Therefore, what the food delivery person said must be at least half correct.

Only Mu Hanchan and a few people still remained rational.

One of them suddenly had a smile on his face and said, "Why don't we wait until the trial is over and there really is a virgin across the way, can we go and have fun together?"

How many of them have five elements spiritual roots?

How many of them have pure roots of the Four Spirits?

Not much!

It can be seen that the effect of achievements and original cultivation qualifications in the later stage, that is, after the spiritual elixir, is not greater than that of others. This in itself is their character, ambition, and of course, the most important thing, luck and resources.

Alas! How long has it been?

“The Yang chamber is all boys, so doesn’t it stand to reason that the Yin chamber is all girls?”

Just when Mu Hanchan walked to the food to eat, suddenly several people began to act strange, just like the people who had been poisoned before.

This time he believed the food delivery person's words. As expected, some of the three hundred portions were poisonous and some were not.

Because many of them still want to try to increase their survival rate when eating toxic food by eating less.

Only 20% of powerful monks are late bloomers.

In less than half an hour, nearly two hundred portions of food had been distributed by more than three hundred people.

Mu Hanchan took a look and found that although there were many people poisoned, not many died.

Afterwards, some people began to ask, and someone asked: "Is there also a stone chamber opposite us? Are there people like us across the way?"

"???"

Seventy percent of the powerful monks have been extraordinary since they were very young, either with extraordinary talents, superhuman intelligence, or extraordinary will.

Even if they forgot, the corpses everywhere had not been cleaned up yet, how did they manage to talk and laugh so quickly?

Mu Hanchan couldn't understand.

But he didn't know which half of the sentence was correct. What if he guessed by mistake and some of the sentences were not poisonous but they were fake, and all of them were poisonous?

So Mu Hanchan endured great hunger and continued to wait.

Noon on the fifth day.

If some are poisonous and some are not poisonous, then what the food delivery person said is completely true. If they are all poisonous, then the food delivery person's statement that some are not poisonous is false, and his words are half-truths. If none of them are true

Poison, so what mortals say is that some are poisonous is false, and his words are still half false and half true.

On the morning of the fifth day, Mu Hanchan was very weak. He looked around and saw that most of the people still alive were similar to him, and they were all equally weak.

If a monk does not have his own courage and wisdom, then no matter how good his spiritual roots are, what great things can he achieve?

What kind of powerful monk can he become?

Rather than wasting resources on them, it is better to filter them out from the beginning and allocate resources to people who are more deserving."

Shortly after the stone chamber was replaced with the moonstone, which represents the night, a group of people appeared on the anode of the stone chamber again. This time they all changed. Although there were nineteen people, they were not the nineteen before.

It seems that there are not no smart people in the magic altar, but this smartness didn't work the first two times.

The third floor of the magic altar.
To be continued...