Seeing the beads that were shining, Jiang Liu realized that he should have the qualifications to practice, and his qualifications are not bad.

The old man in front of him was kind-hearted and looked like a master, and he didn't look like a bad person. And his skills were so good that he could do just now.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Liu made up his mind.

What he encountered, saw, and heard these days, knew that there were cultivators in this world. Jiang Liu wanted to go and find those sects, but there was no way out. Moreover, he had no money or power, and he might starve to death before he even arrived at the gate of the sect.

Now suddenly a person who can practice appears in front of Jiang Liu and wants to accept him as his disciple. How could he miss such an opportunity in his heart? To show his intention, he immediately knelt on his knees and said sincerely: "Please accept me as his disciple and teach me the secret method of cultivation of the best."

The old man in Taoist robe smiled with relief, stroked his beard, with a hint of heat at the corner of his eyes, and said with a smile: "No, not bad."

"But it's not that simple to become a disciple. You have to pass my next test first."

"Test." Jiang Liu asked in confusion.

"Yes, you are willing to accept my test for you."

"Isn't it just a test? I do."

The old man smiled with satisfaction and stroked his beard and said, "Since that's the case, then come with me. I'll take you to the test place."

"Yes." After walking for a while, the kind-hearted old man seemed to feel a little slow, and was anxious. He didn't tell Jiang Liu, but directly raised Jiang Liu. The wind suddenly appeared under his feet. When he lightly pointed, he ran quickly as if he was carrying an accelerator.

Originally, the old man suddenly mentioned it, Jiang Liu was shocked and was about to struggle, but the next second he saw that he was like walking on the wind. He was surprised and swallowed the questions he wanted to ask.

Two days later, the old man took Jiangliu to the foot of a mountain.

Now Jiang Liu is becoming more and more sure of the old man's identity as a cultivator. He has already begun to fantasize about his better life after cultivation.

"Jiang Liu, the next place is where you want to test. As long as you complete the next test, you can become my disciple and join my sect."

Jiang Liu, who was following the old man, looked at the place in front of him that looked like a village and a village. He didn't think much about it, and nodded repeatedly and said, "Well, please don't worry, I will definitely complete the trial."

After getting along for the past two days, the old man in Taoist robe treated Jiang Liu very well, which made Jiang Liu less wary of him.

Going inside, there were several men in black holding swords standing guard at the entrance, holding their hands at the entrance, which looked quite mysterious.

When Jiang Liu saw this mysterious man in black, he didn't think much about it. After all, is it a place of trial? It is normal for someone to strictly guard it, right?

After entering the old man seemed to be very happy, and even his walking pace became a little more cheerful.

Another level was another, with six men in black holding swords and gray-black faces standing in place.

Seeing the old man walking in, one of them looked at Jiang Liu with a strange smile and shouted: "Ghost Old Dao, it seems that you have gained a good harvest this time."

"It's okay, it's okay." The old Taoist replied with a smile. Then he didn't stay for too long and took Jiang Li inside.

Jiang Liu followed him and didn't doubt anything. This is a place of trial. It is normal for the old man to know them, isn't it? But what do they mean by harvest?

Jiang Liu couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think much. He followed the old man with fighting spirit and cheered himself up from time to time, 'You must work hard, and then pass the trial and then become a cultivator.' Jiang Liu has now seen a beautiful life waving to him.

After reaching the last level, the old man took Jiang Liu to a room.

"Jiang Liu, you can wait here for a while, and I will help you register for the test first."

After the old man left, Jiang Liu stayed in the room and waited.

I was very excited and fantasized that I had joined the sect through the trial and was accepted as a disciple by the old man. The old man was a cultivator with a high level of cultivation. He told himself that his cultivation qualifications were against the will of heaven, and then counterattacked all the way, marrying a beautiful junior sister and reaching the peak of his life.

Thinking of this, a strange silly smile appeared on his face.

Fantasizing, half an hour had passed, Jiang Liu was waiting in the room patiently.

He smiled foolishly. A moment of morning had passed. Jiang Liu felt that he had been waiting for a long time, but he still didn't think much about it.

Still cheer yourself up, you must work hard later, pass the trial, become the old man's disciple, and then embark on the road of counterattacking life.

Three hours later, Jiang Liu still did not see the old man coming back, and he felt a little doubtful.

However, Jiang Liu thought this was also a test of patience for him. After all, some experts liked to give such strange tests, so he waited patiently in the room.

After waiting for the fourth morning, the old man still did not come back.

At this time, if Jiang Liu had not noticed something was wrong, he would have lived for twenty years in vain in his previous life.

Jiang Liu, who was no longer patient, quickly wanted to walk out. As soon as he pulled the door, he found that the door was locked tightly and could not be opened at all. He knocked it hard again, but found that there was still nothing he could do.

For a moment, Jiang Liu felt a little panicked, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down his face.

After trying several times in a row, I found that there was no place to go out in this room. "Damn it, this old man is definitely a liar." But it was too late for Jiang Liu to wake up at this time.

At this time, the old man in Taoist robe looked at the jade in his hand with joy, "Not bad, I have harvested fifty spirit stones in this order. With these spirit stones, it seems that it will not take long for him to break through."

"Oh, old man ghost. You have gained a lot this time. It seems that the kid was very qualified just now."

The man in black, standing guard, shouted when he saw the old man in Taoist robe walking out with joy on his face.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay. I'd like to thank your education for your support." The old man smiled and arched his fist at the few people.

Several men in black looked at the handful of spiritual jade in the old man's hand, and their eyes were also hot.

After the old man finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid of something unexpected would happen, so he hurriedly walked outside, and soon the person disappeared into this place that looked like a village and a mountain village.

Jiang Liu used all the energy to feed her breasts, but she couldn't walk out of the room. She looked as if she was ashamed and sat on the ground. "It's over, I'll be cheated after a lifetime of wisdom."

Just then, a [click] sound came from outside, the door was opened, and two men in black walked in.

He looked at Jiang Liu, who was sitting on the ground, and said blankly: "Take it away."

"Hey, hey. Why are you doing? I will leave by myself. Let me go." Jiang Liu, who was caught, struggled quickly.

But the two seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of resistance and struggle, and ignored it, dragging Jiang Liu away expressionlessly.

Jiang Liu found that the hand strength of the person holding him was too strong, and no matter how hard he resisted, he couldn't struggle.

Soon, Jiang Liu was taken to an underground square space as big as a football field.

There were a bunch of strange utensils in the middle of the square, and the edges were like cells. These dozens of people were basically young people, and each of them had a gray face.

When Jiang Liu saw the things in the square, he finally knew why their faces were gray.

"ah."

"ah."

"No, no."

"Please let me go."

A fierce scream came from the middle of the underground square. A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old was being pressed into those strange instruments. Blood continued to flow from his body to the instruments. Then the young man's blood seemed to have been drained, and his whole body turned into a skin-bone, but those people continued, the skin-bone was peeled off and the bones were taken out... and the bones were crushed and removed.

Jiang Liu, who had never seen such a tragic scene, was stunned, his face pale, forgot to struggle, and forgot to shout.

Before he knew it, he had become a member of the cell.

"What are they doing, why...?"

Jiang Liu, who came to his senses, said with a hint of trembling voice.

But no one answered his words, and everyone in the cell sat on the ground as if dead.

Five days passed, the smell was smelly, the stuffy, the darkness, and the narrow cell, Jiang Liu became like them, his face was ashes.

At the beginning, Jiang Liu tried many methods and thought about them. No, nothing was used, and no one paid attention to him.

Five days have passed, except when I was distributing some food, everyone in the cell was lying in the ashes, motionless.

Jiang Liu also thought about running away, but after seeing the corpse outside, his thoughts disappeared.

The corpse was also caught in the same day as him, and then he wanted to run away, but the consequence was that it turned into a corpse in advance. Now he knew why the door was open and no one dared to escape.

Now Jiang Liu is lying down like them, not even wanting to say anything more.

Several men in black came over and looked at everyone in the prison cell, and their eyes fell on a boy.

"It's him, take it away."

"No...I don't want to go. I don't want to die. Please, let me go."

The boy's struggle to beg for mercy was ignored and was still dragged away ruthlessly.

The others in the cell did not sympathize with him because they were all lucky enough to escape the disaster temporarily and could survive for another two days.

Jiang Liu was also very glad that he was not caught by them and was dismembered.

Yes, it's just the corpse disintegration. Jiang Liu had never seen such a terrible scene.

Slowly dry a person's blood and collect it. Then peel and cramp, then remove all the bones and slowly crush them to collect the bone marrow.

They were like devils, without any change in their expressions when doing these things.

He is very hungry. The food he gets these days can only last forever. Maybe it will be his turn next time. He doesn't even have the qualifications to be a full-fledged ghost.

Now Jiang Liu regrets it, very regrets it. Why did he run out after getting a fever in his head?

Jiang Liu stared at the cell with his eyes blank.

"I'm really going to die here?"

"Do I really want to die again?"

"What about the promising opportunity for the protagonist?"

"What about the system that was agreed upon."
To be continued...