After Feng Wuxie and Ye Lang walked out of Yangxin Hall, Ye Lang couldn't wait to ask: "Boss, did you have a trump card just now?"
"There is a der!"
Feng Wuxie waved his hand, "One bold move will determine the outcome!"
One bold move determines the outcome!
Ye Lang: "..."
After a moment, he couldn't help but ask: "Boss, did you really steal the secret treasury of the Renxin Yang Palace?"
"no!"
Feng Wuxie said: "I don't know which handsome guy did it!"
Ye Lang: "..."
He thought for a while, and then asked tentatively: "Who is Yan Shuangying who is number one in Powu Pagoda?"
Feng Wuxie said: "My cousin!"
Ye Lang: "..."
Feng Wuxie handed him a fan and said, "Wolong, tell me about this holy ruins!"
Wolong!
What a domineering title!
When Ye Lang heard this, his waist suddenly straightened up. He took the feather fan from Feng Wuxie's hand, then cupped his hand and said, "Boss, this holy ruins..."
Feng Wuxie interrupted him, "Call my lord!"
Ye Lang was stunned for a moment and then changed his words: "My Lord, do we need to start with the origin of the Holy Ruins?"
The origin of the Holy Ruins!
Feng Wuxie turned her head and looked at him, "You still know this?"
"certainly!"
Ye Lang smiled and said: "If not, how could I be the know-it-all of the Daluo Holy Sect!"
Feng Wuxie nodded, "Then let's talk and listen!"
"yes!"
Ye Lang bowed, and then talked eloquently: "This holy ruins is a world that evolved when a messenger of order in the Yin and Yang realm broke through, unable to carry his own inner demons, and then fell!"
Yin and Yang realm!
An existence above the title of emperor!
Feng Wuxie was vaguely interested, "Keep talking!"
Ye Langdao: "Due to the fall of this powerful man, order within a radius of thousands of miles was chaotic, and thousands of Tao rhymes were derived, thus forming a unique three thousand terrain. This kind of orderly and nourishing place is extremely suitable for all kinds of Activities such as planting natural and earthly treasures, feeding monsters and beasts, maintaining familiars, etc., were originally under the direct jurisdiction of the cabinet, but..."
Ye Lang paused for a while and then said: "Later on, the problem of cliques among Da Luo Sheng Sect disciples became very serious and threatened the safety of the new students. Therefore, the six elders of Da Luo Sheng Sect unanimously decided to expel these old students directly. Going to the Holy Ruins and letting them fight there can make them self-sufficient on the one hand, and on the other hand, they can be tempered by the struggle. Over time, the benefits brought by the Holy Ruins have become more and more obvious, and they have become synonymous with the holy points. At the same time, the struggle between various forces also began to intensify, and to this day, the Holy Market is a mixed bag, and it is still a hot treasure land!"
Feng Wuxie thought for a while and asked, "Is it illegal to kill people in Shengxu?"
"It's a crime, but it's not serious!"
Ye Lang said sternly: "When you enter the Holy Ruins, there will also be law enforcers to supervise you, but they are only to prepare for large-scale firefights. In addition, they don't care if a few people die casually, because after entering the Holy Ruins, You have to be prepared to be killed!"
Feng Wuxie nodded and asked, "Where does the holy points of the Holy Ruins come from?"
Ye Langdao: "First, grab the territory, occupy the territory to acquire resources, and then use these resources to trade with the outer palace. Second, go directly to other people's territory to collect protection fees. However, this requires a strong force as a background. Another way is to go to the Law Enforcement Court of the Holy Ruins to pick up the mission, which is also the only place where missions are given out to the outer sect, because these missions are usually only done by old students!"
"That's it!"
Feng Wuxie touched his chin and suddenly had a plan in his mind!
Seeing him like this, Ye Lang asked cautiously: "My lord, do you want to build a holy market?"
"Do it!"
Feng Wuxie said without hesitation, "Of course I'm going to do it!"
If your thoughts are not dirty, you must have a house!
He is now the prodigal son of the Great Luo Holy Sect and is in need of a place to stay!
Besides, it’s time to resurrect my own Cher!
What does resurrection require?
Holy points!
Lots of holy points!
There might be a future if you hang out with him!
Ye Lang thought of the previous scene, and as if he had made some kind of decision, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Master, if we want to build the Holy Ruins, we need one thing!"
Feng Wuxie said: "Badge?"
"No!"
Ye Lang shook his head and said firmly: "It's manpower, a large number of talented men. The Holy Market is a place where we fight together. Let alone you and me, even if the Yan Shuangying comes, he alone will be in despair." His broken wings are there!”.
Feng Wuxie: "..."
"My Lord, don't be careless!"
Ye Lang's tone was serious, "If you want to seize territory, you must have someone. Let's not talk about big guys like Long Shuai. Take the power of the big guys in Thirty-Six Peaks as an example. Who doesn't have thousands of people under his command?" , the two of us are weak, if we go in like this, we really can’t do it!”
At this point, he clenched his right fist fiercely, "Go in and mix, you have to be powerful!"
Be powerful!
Feng Wuxie deeply agrees with this!
A good tiger cannot hold back a pack of wolves!
Two fists are no match for four hands!
Flying in a group is always more advantageous than flying in pairs!
At this time, Ye Lang thought of something and said: "My lord, as a new student, it is difficult to win over the old students to work for you. As for the second- and third-class old students, you don't want them. So, we have to start with this year's talented generation. Especially those who have not joined the Holy Ruins forces, you can win over as many as you want!"
Hearing this, Wuxie smacked his lips, "As expected of Wolong, you are indeed thoughtful!"
New strong man!
Feng Wuxie looked up at the sky, "Roronoa..."
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, "It seems like it's time for us to meet an old friend!"
Old friend?
Ye Lang is puzzled!
Feng Wuxie waved his hand, "Let's go to Baigui Peak first!"
Just as the two were about to leave, a foreign boy suddenly descended from the sky and handed Feng Wuxie a blood letter directly, saying: "My deputy pavilion master has been waiting at the life and death platform for a long time!"
After saying that, he left!
The stage of life and death?
Could it be...that fat man? !
Feng Wuxie noticed the Feiyu badge on the man's chest, and lifted up the blood-like thing to take a look. When he saw it, his eyelids suddenly jumped, "Damn it...he doesn't feel any pain." Of?"
I saw that this blood book was full of kill, kill, kill written in blood!
The whole article is filled with killing!
Every word "kill" contains a strong evil spirit!
Not to mention Feng Wuxie, even Ye Lang next to him was shocked and sighed, "What a strong murderous intention, this is undoubtedly the revenge of killing my father!"
Feng Wuxie sighed endlessly, "As this year's new talent, this fat man is so famous that he shocks the world. His cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the seven-meridian realm. And I am also a seven-meridian fighter. If I fight with him, I will definitely shock the world." , weeping ghosts and gods, but in the end, we can only end up in a situation where both sides are evenly matched and lose..."
Having said this, he looked at Ye Lang, "Wolong, what do you think?"
Ye Lang pondered, "This battle is very important, my lord still needs to continue practicing!"
"It makes sense!"
Feng Wuxie casually threw away the blood book, and then carelessly headed to Baigui Peak with Ye Lang!
The stage of life and death!
Under the gaze of countless eyes, A Shi Ziri on the high platform was holding a big sword, sitting cross-legged with fluttering clothes, exuding a terrifying sword intent!
At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was immersed in some mysterious state!
He is reviewing!
Replay the past confrontation with Feng Wuxie!
What he needs to guard against is his sword soul technique!
Just block his sword.
I will definitely win this life and death battle!
Moreover, I have passed the seventh floor of the sword tower, and my swordsmanship has improved to a higher level!
But that guy should also make progress!
Ashizi was tense throughout the whole process, holding the sword tightly in his hand, and waited like this for an hour, two hours, three hours...
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