"That's the Holy Land of Yi Zhe River!"
Beyond the naturally dangerous area of 100,000 mountains, Beiju Luzhou is flat, and the land is mostly grassland.
After riding on the carriage for almost a day, Zhang Xuezhou saw a turbid river meandering in the grassland.
Following the river up, it was a huge mountain that was so dark that it felt dreary.
"The environments of Yi Zhe River Holy Land and Xie Luo Chuan Holy Land are somewhat different, but this is a good place for first-class mantra cultivation." King Jin Chan said: "Practitioners who improve their cultivation here can get the help of Yin Qi, and then they can The power of my own spells is even stronger!"
"Father, since the spell is so powerful, why don't you ask for a spell to practice in the Holy Land of Yiji River?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously.
Without the help of magic weapons, Dharma King Golden Toad would be almost at the bottom in the same realm.
It was difficult to defeat others head-on, so Zhang Xuezhou felt that King Jinchan could think of ways to attack with spells.
Compared to training him, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Dharma King Jinchan learned spells faster.
For example, if the Golden Toad Dharma King could master the art of dozing off, it would be easy to use it to sneak attack the three demon kings of Hu Li, Lu Li and Sheep Li.
"My foster father doesn't have this kind of talent. Instead of learning half a bucket of water and not being able to use it, it would be better not to learn it at all, lest I waste time and energy and end up losing my life!"
No matter how many tricks you use, if you haven't practiced it to the extreme, it will only be embarrassing if you use it.
Dharma King Golden Toad is very aware of his demon body and his own state.
If Zhang Xuezhou is somewhat close to magic, he has basically nothing to do with magic.
If a person without talent is allowed to practice spells, he will definitely be at the bottom of the pile. It is just a waste of time. Losing one's life in a fight is the worst outcome.
The Holy Land of Yi Zhe River does not accept everyone, but only selects those who are talented in spells for training.
And this person with the talent for spells is almost as good as 99% of the people.
Unlike the Evil Luo River Holy Land, which is a paradise for monsters, the people accepted by the Yi Zhe River Holy Land are human beings.
Jin Chan Dharma King pointed to the outside of the carriage. Zhang Xuezhou looked over and saw rows of sturdy men riding tall horses silently moving forward, with several women mixed in among them.
"These are all slaves under the control of the three holy places," King Jin Chan said: "The slaves' greatest wish is to worship at the Holy Land of Evil Luosichuan. Even if they integrate a piece of demon power into their bodies, they can become human masters! "
"Is the status of a slave very low?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.
"Most of the slaves are slaves," King Jinchan sneered: "In our eyes, they are just a group of characters who are killed casually. Even if they are eaten by some monsters, they will not cause any trouble. There are only a few powerful ones, and Or only slaves and nobles can gain our respect!"
"I thought slaves were very powerful!"
After driving around the Evil Luo River for several times, Zhang Xuezhou saw demon kings from all walks of life.
But Dharma King Golden Toad is experiencing all kinds of problems, and it is almost difficult to control his life and death.
This made Zhang Xuezhou feel that the demon kings were nothing more than that.
But when he compared it with the fierce people of the Han Dynasty, Zhang Xuezhou realized that the Holy Land was superior.
In the eyes of Golden Toad Dharma King, he could not see that Golden Toad Dharma King cared about his slaves at all, even if it was difficult for Golden Toad Dharma King to exert his normal strength at this time.
His long-term position at the top gave King Jin Chan great confidence and made the slaves extremely awe of this class.
As the carriage moved forward, some slaves who saw the Holy Land logo on the carriage had reined in their horses, dismounted and bowed half-bowed in salute.
Jin Chan Dharma King ignored these people and just pointed at Zhang Xuezhou and the slaves outside.
"The relationship I'm looking for for you this time is to let you replace a slave spell genius and enter the Holy Land. Master Hongyi in the Holy Land will arrange all your identities!"
Dharma King Jinchan pointed to the black mountain in front of him.
Under the mountain, a tall man wearing a red robe and a bun sat on a lotus petal platform, occasionally paying attention to the slaves walking below.
Either nodding or shaking his head, the man's simple actions directly determine the fate of these slave geniuses.
When the Taoist boy on the side records the name, the basic entry registration is completed.
Some people were ecstatic, feeling that entering the gate of the Holy Land was like reaching heaven in one step.
There were also people who lacked the strength to walk, and their bodies staggered after being denied by the man.
"Father, is that Master Hongyi?"
Zhang Xuezhou pointed at the man, and Dharma King Jin Chan nodded.
"I'm injured, so I won't go down to see Hong Yi, so as not to cause trouble. If you go ahead with me, he should know what it means!"
King Jin Chan stretched out his right hand and held a small white particle in his palm.
Zhang Xuezhou once joked in the past that King Jinchan could produce and sell toad cakes on his own, and he would soon be able to amass a lot of wealth.
But this is a fatal operation. It is similar to the fate of a person whose essence and blood are extracted. In the end, the Golden Toad Dharma King will not be healed, but will lose even more.
Seeing that the bribe offered by King Jinchan was actually his own toad, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel slightly startled.
He quickly stretched out his palm and took the toad pod, which was worth a large pill.
"Then I'm going!"
Zhang Xuezhou couldn't express his special mood for a moment.
He took the Toad Su and immediately opened the curtain of the carriage and quickly jumped out of the carriage.
In the carriage, Dharma King Jinchan was sitting very upright.
Zhang Xuezhou's eyes briefly touched Master Jinchan, and then he strode towards Master Hongyi.
"Ancestor, my godfather will fall asleep as soon as the time comes. Can we rest assured that our godfather will practice here at the Holy Land of Yiji River?" Jin Wanliang whispered.
"Do you think how he came here before?" Jin Chan Dharma King said: "And how did he change from your prisoner to your godfather?"
"oh!"
"Are you still worried that he won't be able to survive in the Holy Land of Yiji River?" asked Dharma King Jinchan.
"Don't worry anymore!"
Jin Wanliang shook his head repeatedly.
Apart from his lower personal strength and drowsiness, Zhang Xuezhou has no other visible shortcomings.
On the contrary, Zhang Xuezhou is extremely flexible in his behavior.
As long as this type of person is not directly hacked to death over a disagreement, it will be more difficult for them to cause problems.
"Instead of looking at him, you might as well look at yourself," Jinchan Dharma King said, "This time you will follow me to Hantan to practice. At least you must transform your appearance into a complete form, so that you can follow me into the Han Dynasty in the future to arrest Cuo Bugui." !”
"Okay, ancestor!"
Jin Wanliang shook his body mixed with demon power.
Zhang Xuezhou wanted to step into a strange place to seek strength, and he was obviously arranged to practice with equal intensity.
Thinking of Jin Chan Dharma King mentioning that the water in the cold pool is colder than ice cubes, he couldn't help but shudder, and he felt that the three generations of them, grandfather and grandson, were having a hard time.
He followed Dharma King Jin Chan in the carriage. It wasn't until Master Hongyi in front nodded to Zhang Xuezhou and asked someone to register the relevant information that the carriage slowly turned around.
"From now on, your name is Ugin!"
Under the holy mountain, Master Hongyi read out Zhang Xuezhou's new name.
He spoke in another language that Zhang Xuezhou had never heard before. Zhang Xuezhou had difficulty understanding it for a moment and could only nod in agreement.
Anyway, with the relationship with Dharma King Jinchan, it is impossible for Dharma Master Hongyi to make random arrangements for him.
"At that time, you will compete with the other ninety-nine primary candidates. As long as you get the top three, you will be admitted to the Holy Land of Yizhao River!"
The people are determined by default, but the process is inevitable.
Master Hongyi continued to read as usual, and then calmly scratched with his fingernail under the name 'Wujin' registered by the Taoist boy.
He looked at the rare magic medium in his hand and was extremely satisfied with the reward.
"You are the first person named Wu Jin. I hope you can decide on the name this time!"
Tao Tong keenly sensed the connection, and immediately began to show favor to this appointed person.
He told Zhang Xuezhou twice. He was a little confused when he saw Zhang Xuezhou, and then began to change his language.
After switching four languages, Zhang Xuezhou gave a formal response.
"Thank you, I will definitely work hard." Zhang Xuezhou nodded and said, "I haven't asked you your last name yet?"
When entering a strange holy land for the first time, establishing good relationships is inevitable.
Anyone's kindness will benefit themselves.
Zhang Xuezhou does not engage in communication in reality, but he is very active in dreams.
For no other reason than there isn't much of a relationship here, maybe one day he will be looked down upon because of his solitary self-admiration, and he will be killed casually.
With this motivation of life and death, it is not surprising that Zhang Xuezhou is so keen on socializing.
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, just call me Wuchao!"
The Taoist boy quickly responded in a low voice. He scratched his fluffy bun, and the loose hair suddenly looked like an open bird's nest.
Wu Chao smiled at Zhang Xuezhou in a very friendly manner, but Zhang Xuezhou felt a chill for no reason.
He looked at Wu Chao's hair.
The slender hair suddenly became thicker.
In his perception, those strands of hair were obviously coiled poisonous snakes.
