Liren clutched his head, trying to expel those strange images from his mind.
"What does it mean to turn into the boss and make me smoke? What is the second dimension, and what are the four paper man husbands! Ghost!"
"Come to the sky, the world. What does the package mean? Is Obasarahei a human being? What are the winning numbers in the next lottery? Can these seven numbers make you rich overnight?"
Numerous messy pictures and contents returned to his main body one after another. All the people in those pictures were dressed in strange clothes, and there were also tall, short, fat, thin, old, weak, sick and young people.
Liren clearly remembered that he was the heart of the second level of Baise Gate. After being arrested, he had seen 99 newcomer assessments of Baise Gate.
This is the first time to see Baise's assessment regardless of age, gender and appearance. Usually, the Baisemen who is most concerned with face and age, this time he even saw the gray-haired old man in the illusion!
The other party also asked him if he could change into the appearance of his wife who passed away forty years ago, and he missed her very much.
Lying on the ground, the Snake Demon transformed into an adult again, clutching his aching head stimulated by countless memories, a flash of clarity flashed deep in his vertical pupils, and he gritted his teeth, "All sects are destroyed! Baise is in power, damn it!"
Why did Baise remain the scourge? Thinking that from now on, all the people in the human world will be disciples of Baisemen, and Liren suddenly loses desire for him to escape.
He is a Buddha, and the word Buddha is also said by those inexplicable people when many of his illusions in his memory cannot fulfill the strange request of the other party.
Liren didn't understand what the word had to do with the bald donkeys in Wanfo Temple, but he roughly understood the meaning of the word from the expressions of those who tried it.
"I knew I wouldn't have made a contract with that kid just now! The kid who is holding my Ni Lin had better keep it safe for me!"
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Outside the illusion, Lu Bei and others were still trapped in the protective cover of Baise Gate. The newcomers who could not escape from here gradually calmed down after seeing that they could not get out.
Everyone gathered together, silently watching the fighting world outside the protective shield.
"I don't want to join Baisemen anymore." One of the little girls said with a pale face that she would withdraw from the selection after seeing a Baisemen disciple being torn in half by a monster.
There are quite a few people who have the same idea. The oldest of these people is Lu Bei, who is seventeen years old, and the rest are all children between the ages of ten and sixteen.
Before they left home, they had only heard stories about the spirited and unrestrained cultivators.
But they never thought that after cultivating immortals, they would have to fight with such a terrifying monster, and they would be in danger of death at any time.
Countless people began to think that when the battle was over, they would ask to quit and go home, and they would not cultivate this immortal.
Lu Bei followed Feng Wujing and stood on the far right. The two of them felt a little bit of fear in their hearts, but soon Lu Bei was attracted by the sword cultivators in the sky.
He raised his head and stared fixedly at those sword cultivators in black, and saw with his own eyes the scene of their battle where one person was enough for them.
In the shadow of swords and swords, all those horrible, ugly and weird monsters disappeared from Lu Bei's eyes. All he saw and could remember was that black figure.
There seemed to be a spark in his heart that could burn ten thousand hectares of fields, and within a short time, he pushed his idea of cultivating immortality to its peak.
Until the end of the battle, Lu Bei's eyeballs didn't move for a moment, he watched the dim sunlight piercing the dark clouds above, and the dead limbs of those monsters gradually turned to ashes under the sun.
One of the fifteen Wanjianzong disciples was injured, and one of the disciples of the Baisemen Qi Refining Stage died and three were injured.
"Thank you brothers for your help. If you hadn't accepted the mission, I'm afraid our Baisemen suffered heavy casualties this time." Yunrou took out the Peiyuan Pill, thanked Master Xinyang and others, and gave the pill to Wan Jian The wounded disciple of Zong used it to heal his wounds.
Every time Baise's disciples go out, they will encounter monsters. Those monsters obviously don't have eyes, but I don't know why they like to find Baise's disciples the most.
"Even if there is no mission, as an immortal cultivator, he will help when he sees monsters." After Shi Shangliu finished speaking, he looked at the new crowd who had untied their protective shields in the distance, and at a glance he saw a pair of burning eyes staring in their direction.
"The newcomers have passed all the assessments. Is it time to test their physiques? Can I have a chat with them?" Shi Shangliu asked Yunrou. This is the assessment of Baisemen, and the newcomers who want to disturb them will naturally have to say hello to Baisemen first.
Before the monster appeared, he wanted to say a few words to the little brother who was crying in the second vision.
Now that he hadn't planned to go there, the other party already had an expression of anticipation written all over his face.
Shi Shangliu looked a little embarrassed, it was the first time he was looked at with such burning eyes.
"Of course." Yun Rou generously asked him to talk to the newcomer.
On her side, she asked the other disciples to take the medicine, let the three injured disciples take it first, and then adjusted aside. The body of the dead disciple had been burned clean by the fire.
The corpses of those who died at the hands of monsters, whether they were mortals or cultivators, must be burned on the spot. This has been the rule of Lingyunzhou for thousands of years.
Lu Bei saw the disciples of Baisemen shaking a disc near them, and then a newcomer took a few steps forward tentatively.
After the palm was touched, the previous rebounding force was gone.
Presumably because the protective cover was closed, Lu Bei also saw a red drop of water on Feng Wujing's head, and he reached out and touched his forehead.
Nothing was touched.
"You have it too." Feng Wujing rarely reminded him of his silly actions.
"Wow, have we passed the assessment? Will there be a third level?" Lu Bei put down his palm and looked forward to the third level.
"There is no third test, the next step is to test the physique, and if we pass the physique, we will join Baisemen."
"You know a lot." Lu Bei sincerely praised, Feng Wujing really knows a lot compared to his own black-eyed situation.
Feng Wujing thought, isn't this something that everyone knows from birth? How come there are people who don't understand this monster better than yourself?
He was about to continue talking, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure of Wan Jianzong coming here.
Feng Wujing immediately turned back into Cool Brother's appearance, and quickly retreated from Lu Bei with the sword in his arms, "I'm going to line up first!"
People from Baisemen couldn't find out his identity, but Wan Jianzong's gang of sword repairers might not be able to see it.
Before he joins Baisemen, it's better not to get too close to these sword cultivators.
Lu Bei looked at the back of the other party leaving quickly, and nodded in confusion, "There are not many people who have passed the test."
He glanced at it just now, and now there are no more than 30 newcomers who have passed. Even if they go to the queue, it will take only a few minutes. How can they run so fast? I still want to ask him more about the basic knowledge of the fairy world.
The perspective of the audience in the live broadcast room around the waist is not the same as that of the anchor. They can't see Feng Wujing who is standing beside the anchor and talking, at most they can only vaguely hear his voice.
The camera is aimed at the direction of Wan Jianzong's disciples coming from the front.
"I'm not mistaken, then Wan Jianzong seems to be rushing to the anchor."
"I think so too. Could it be that Wan Jianzong saw the anchor Tianzong Wizard at a glance, and decided to poach the corner of Baisemen halfway!"
"Suck! I like this plot! Hurry up and fight!"
"The anchor wants to join the Wanjian Sect. Is he going to get his wish today?"
"I have to say that when killing monsters just now, the disciples of Wan Jianzong were all armed with thin swords, which looked super handsome."
"The fighting scene at Baisemen is also very beautiful! And it's not as bloody as Wan Jianzong at all! When the girl who was talking to Wan Jianzong just now attacked with a piano, I called my wife on the spot~"
There was a lot of noise in the live broadcast room. Some people wanted to go to Wanjianzong to be a chic and free swordsman, and some girls liked Baisemen's appearance and attack mode that focused on Lexiu.
For no reason, just to look good!
The beautiful little skirt and the fairy-like weapon, whoever saw it and didn't say the last sentence, hurry up and click on the link!
Lu Bei didn't know the content of the audience's conversation in the live broadcast room. He wanted to follow Feng Wujing's back to line up first, but he was stopped by a disciple of Wan Jianzong before he had gone a few steps.
"Little brother, did you always have something you wanted to tell me just now?" Shi Shangliu stood in front of Lu Bei and took him down, coughed secretly and signaled him with his eyes. If you have something in your heart that you want to tell him, just say Bar! He listened with all his ears.
"Are you asking me?" Lu Bei pointed at the tip of his nose, and he looked around, and there was no second person standing nearby.
"Yeah, didn't you just want to talk to me all the time?"
He can see clearly! The little brother stared at him with bright eyes from a long distance, and those who watched seemed ashamed to ignore him.
"Do I have it?" Lu Bei's eyes were dazed. He had just been in a daze imagining how handsome he would look like after becoming a cultivator, and he didn't realize where he was staring at.
"puff……"
Ah Lai, who was passing by with the array in hand, was caught off guard and laughed out loud when he heard this conversation.
The disciples of Wan Jianzong in the distance were also eavesdropping openly and aboveboard. No one sympathized with Shi Shangliu after seeing him deflated, and everyone hugged their stomachs happily and laughed.
Surrounded by laughter, Shi Shangliu's face looked more rosy and healthy against the black clothes.
Lu Bei realized later that the other party had misunderstood something.
He looked at the embarrassed face in front of him, heard the laughter around him and stretched out his palm, suddenly realized, and quickly looked at the sword repairer with sincere eyes, "The way you killed the monster just now is super cool! I can give you Shake hands a little?"
Trying to help him regain some of his face.
Shi Shangliu was almost provoked by the laughter, and wanted to draw his sword and go back to settle accounts with those guys.
But before he drew his sword, the misunderstood little brother in front of him was already staring at him adoringly with those sparkling eyes, and begged to shake hands with him.
It's just... embarrassing.
"For the sake of your bravery and not being afraid just now, you can hold it." Ishigami stretched out his palm duplicitously.
Then his hand that held the sword all the year round was lightly squeezed.
As soon as Lu Bei let go of his palm, he saw the other party flying directly into the sky and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"After joining Baisemen in the future, you can't just shake hands with people, you know?" Yun Rou floated over and pulled Lu Bei to line up, reminding him of some necessary rules by the way.
"Hi sister, I remember." Lu Bei responded obediently, without asking why he couldn't shake hands, and planned to ask Feng Wujing this question in private.
"Good boy, how old are you this year?" Yunrou was very satisfied with his appearance and attitude, and his performance in the two trials just now was also good.
No matter what he saw in the phantom, he didn't lose his sense of propriety, yelled and yelled and his posture was ugly, which is very in line with Baisemen's requirements.
"Seventeen." Lu Bei said his age with some embarrassment, gnashing his teeth in his heart, "Do you dare to let go of the age of the apprentices in the Xianxia world! The capitalists on earth are not as cruel as you."
"Seventeen..."
Yunrou murmured the number and did not speak again.
Lu Bei understands, this is because the young lady saved him some face, and she didn't call him old in person like Uncle Feng did.
In fact, they all mean the same thing, the beautiful young lady dislikes him for being too old.
"Let's test it first." Yunrou didn't ask any more questions, and led him to the front of the team, signaling him to put his palm on a black stone the size of a fist.
"Put your palms up, close your eyes and concentrate." Alai, who was standing in front of Lingshi, motioned him to stretch out his hand.
Lu Bei raised his hands, wrapped the black stone left and right, and closed his eyes.
The black spirit stone gradually glowed green in his palm.
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