"I remember that the last time the Mahayana monk disappeared, it seemed to be fifty years ago." Xue Mei'er replied.
That being said, there should still be fifty years left.
In fifty years, when there is enough elixir, there is still a chance to forcibly train the mid- to late-stage fusion monks into Mahayana monks. After all, this is the fairy world.
"Blood girl, thank you very much. You stay here and practice well. I'll leave first."
"By the way, I changed the time limit of the ban to thirty years."
"Senior, don't..."
Ye Xiong ignored her and turned into a stream of light and left.
But we can't let her go back to Tiandu Star and ruin her own affairs.
The boundary between the Yaoyang system and the Greedy Wolf system.
A group of black guards were patrolling the universe. Suddenly, countless swordsmen fell from the sky, killing a group of black guards.
More than a dozen black guards were all killed, leaving only one who was trembling in fear, looking at Ye Xiong in black robes, begging for mercy.
"Bring this soul slip to Wanhun, so that he can come to Tiandu Star to settle accounts with me."
Ye Xiong snorted coldly, threw out a soul slip, and disappeared into the stars in an instant.
The black guards, such as Meng Dahe, took the soul slip and fled towards Bingyingxing.
Ice Shadow Star, Ice Shadow Palace.
After the seventh elder Luo Shou heard the report from his subordinates, he was so angry that his body trembled slightly.
He had been scolded several times by Master Wanhun for escaping by that guy. Now that he had escaped to the Greedy Wolf Department, he actually dared to come to him. He really didn't know how to live or die.
Take out the soul slip and read it with your soul.
This is a water mirror image record: above the endless palace, a man in black robe is suspended, looking at the water mirror and sneering: Wanhun, I am hiding in Tiandu Star, you have the guts to come to me to settle accounts!
"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. You still don't know how powerful Master Wanhun is."
Luo Shou began to communicate with Master Wanhun and reported the provocation by Ye Xiong.
…
He worked non-stop and finally made it back to Tiandu Star within half a year.
"What took so long?" Baipao asked.
"I haven't been late in half a year!"
"With your distance, you can go back and forth in four months."
"Because I still have time, I went to visit some friends to say goodbye."
As Ye Xiong spoke, his Yuan Ying came out of his body.
The white robe made several rules and fell on Yuanying. After being loosened and tied up again, Ye Xiong was puzzled: "Director Bai, what do you mean?"
"Every newcomer must plant, this is the rule, get out!"
Ye Xiong had long been accustomed to his indifference, so he turned around and left.
In the next period of time, Ye Xiong discovered that there were more than a dozen fusion monks in the Guards Mansion. The lowest level was in the middle stage of fusion, and the highest level was in peak fusion level.
Needless to say, these, like Ye Xiong, are all candidates for future sacrifices.
No one in the Guards Mansion has mentioned the matter of sacrifices, but anyone who can cultivate to the state of integration is not a fool. They should have learned about the sacrifices from various channels. They all felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The eyes of every newcomer
All with caution.
Next comes the day when the medicine is advanced. Every other month, the Imperial Guard Mansion will send a pill to the candidate for sacrifice for them to practice.
Every other year, candidates for these sacrifices will be tested. Once a monk is found to have no chance of advancing to the Mahayana stage, he will be expelled from the list.
In just five years, the list of more than a dozen combined sacrifices was reduced to eight.
In the past five years, Ye Xiong has relied on elixirs and his realm has returned to the peak of integration. This speed of cultivation shocked Baipao, and the way he looked at him changed a bit.
Only then did Ye Xiong feel that something was wrong. After all, the speed was too outrageous.
In the next ten years or so, Ye Xiong's realm has always been at the peak of integration, and he did not dare to go any further. He planned to wait for twenty or thirty years before advancing, so as not to go too far.
During this period, he never saw Xue Linglong again. Apart from practicing every day, he just performed some extremely small tasks.
In the blink of an eye, twenty years passed.
Ye Xiong no longer suppressed his state of mind and entered the half-step of Mahayana.
This morning, Baipao gathered eight combined monks together and said: "You are not a fool if you have cultivated to your level. There are some things that I am not comfortable saying, but you should all know. In the next thirty years, I will try my best to
Your own abilities provide you with the training resources you need. You must advance to the Mahayana stage within these thirty years. If you cannot enter, you will die. Once you enter the Mahayana stage, as long as you are not at the bottom, you can truly become members of the Guards House.
One member.”
It has to be said that Xue Linglong exploits the weaknesses of human nature to the extreme.
Ordinary monks, practicing on their own, will never know whether they will be able to enter the Mahayana stage for the rest of their lives.
Xue Linglong used his own resources to give these monks the opportunity to become Mahayana monks at the cost of one life.
From this point of view, it is not extremely evil, at least a little bit more human than Ten Thousand Souls.
Cultivation takes no time.
In the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed.
On this day, Ye Xiong opened his eyes and shot out two rays of light, one black and one white.
"Finally back to the Mahayana period."
Ye Xiong entered the inner world and his consciousness entered the Nascent Soul.
The surface of Yuanying's body glowed brightly, and with a slight exertion, the chains that bound the surface of Yuanying's body were loosened.
Looking at this situation, you can break through the constraints at any time as long as you want.
Toot!
There was a knock on the door.
Ye Xiong quickly suppressed his state, returned half a step to Mahayana, and went to open the door.
"Director Bai, why are you here?" he asked.
"Have you broken through the Mahayana stage?" Baipao stared at him coldly.
"It's not that easy." Ye Xiong said quickly.
Baipao felt the aura on his body before continuing: "This is the second warning. Next time I find you forcibly breaking through the constraints of the Nascent Soul, don't blame me for being rude."
He snorted coldly and walked away.
Ye Xiong looked at his back and wanted to let him live for a while longer.
He has entered the Mahayana stage, and killing him in this middle stage is not an easy task.
The most important thing now is to find a way to get out of here.
Entering the Mahayana stage is like a fattened pig, waiting to be slaughtered.
Baipao said that Xue Linglong would choose the weakest Mahayana monk as a sacrifice. Who knows if it is true or not, but what if this is a way to stabilize the morale of everyone?
When the pigs get fat, why don’t they kill whoever they want?
This morning, Ye Xiong was about to find an excuse to escape. One of his subordinates came over to report that Master Xue Linglong had asked eight sacrifices to gather in the hall.
"It's over. I can hide it from Bai Pao, but I can't hide it from Xue Linglong." Ye Xiong panicked.
However, he had no choice but to go, so he had no choice but to go there.
After a while, he came to the hall.
At this time, the eight candidates for the sacrifice had gathered. Above the main hall, Xue Linglong held her head high and looked as charming as ever.
Standing next to her was a woman who looked somewhat similar to her. When he saw her face, Ye Xiong felt dizzy.
He actually forgot that thirty years had passed, the restriction disappeared, and Xue Meier returned.
Xue Meier's eyes swept over the faces of the sacrifices in the audience, and finally fell on Ye Xiong, with an imperceptible smile on her lips.