The heavens start from the bottle mountain

Chapter 9 Bloody Illusion, Lingbao Puppet Technique
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"Could it be...an illusion?!"

While Xu Rui was shocked, an idea popped into his mind.

At this moment, the Xiling Token in his arms suddenly vibrated.

Shi Hu's voice sounded from it.

"Those who have obtained the Black Order of Xiling can come out now. After you pass the test, you will be my formal disciples of Xiling from now on."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally turned around and walked outside the mass grave after taking a last look at the people who were lying on the ground and sleeping.

Shi Hu greeted everyone with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, everyone, you have passed our illusion test of Xiling, and you will be part of our Xiling from now on."

Hearing this, no one, including Xu Rui, could see the slightest bit of joy on their faces.

The previous illusion was too real.

They are still immersed in that brutal fight and cannot extricate themselves.

Shi Hu could more or less understand their feelings, and with a wave of his hand, several Xiling Gang members holding silver dollars came over.

"There is an order at the top of the list. Everyone who passes will be given 50 silver dollars as a resettlement allowance."

Seeing the cash, everyone finally had a smile on their faces.

In an era when two silver dollars can meet the needs of a family of five for a month, 50 silver dollars is a lot of money.

"In addition, I have ordered the gang to prepare hot water, a change of clothes, and accommodation for you in the city. You can take a hot bath first and get a good night's sleep. Of course, the injured will also be healed by a doctor. .”

As he spoke, his eyes swept across Xu Rui's injured leg.

"Thank you, Lord Rudder."

High and low, sparse thank you sounds.

Although being rectified by the extremely real illusion was not light, the rewards were still generous, and most of the dissatisfaction in everyone's hearts disappeared.

After Shi Hu smiled and nodded, he waved his hand.

The surrounding gang members in black came up and led them to leave.

Someone from Xu Rui's side also came to help.

After thanking him, he walked down the mountain with the support of the other party, touched his bosom with his right hand, and felt relieved that the things he got from Wang Qi's bosom were still there.

Shi Hu's voice came from afar.

"Come on, go inside and wake everyone up. Send them away."

"Yes."

All the disciples responded loudly, and walked towards the mass grave with torches.

Shi Hu took out the 'Xuangui Bagua Token' from his bosom. For some reason, the originally heavy token became much lighter.

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Xiling Mountain Villa outside Star City.

This is the main rudder of Xiling, the leader of the green forest in Sanxiang Province.

The current leader, Chen Yuntian, has been in charge of Xiling for 30 years, working hard. Under his leadership, Xiling's strength has continued to expand, and now it has become a top tycoon who dominates Sanxiang, radiates several surrounding provinces, and has hundreds of thousands of disciples.

Even the warlords of the Republic of China who were in charge of Sanxiang did not dare to easily offend this 'half the sky' Chen Jiuye.

"Father, Bai Wushuang and Ma Shirong have always had objections to my becoming a 'little leader'. How can you promise them to put the disciples in the blood hall? Isn't this giving me eye drops!"

Chen Yulou was dissatisfied.

"I know that the Blood Hall is your painstaking effort, and I don't want anyone to destroy it. But if you want the horses to run, you have to graze them first. If you don't agree to their conditions, Tiger Hall, Leopard Hall, and all the major sub-helms, why should they be destroyed?" Select blood hall disciples for you?" Chen Yuntian said.

"But in this way, even if those ordinary people can pass the test, in the subsequent competition, they can't compare with Bai Wushuang and Ma Shirong's children who practiced martial arts since childhood. Wouldn't the final benefits all fall into their hands? I What's the point of forming a blood hall?"

"Don't be too quick to be discouraged. There are always talents among tens of thousands of people. Then you can recruit more, and I will mobilize a batch of pills from the Xiling treasure house to support you. I won't just see you being ostracized."

Just as Chen Yulou was about to speak, he was interrupted by Chen Yuntian.

"The establishment of the blood hall this time is also a test for you. In this world, no matter what happens, you have to learn to overcome difficulties and make things as perfect as possible. Otherwise, how can I rest assured in the future that I will hand over such a huge task to you?" In your hands?"

Seeing the hope in his father's eyes, Chen Yulou took a deep breath and bowed.

"Father, I know."

Smiling and patted his shoulder.

"Go ahead and do it, dad is your biggest backing."

"Thank you dad."

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Xieling and Xiangyin divide the rudder.

Since successfully passing the test, Xu Rui's life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Not only do they have an independent yard, but they also have three meals a day, and there is no shortage of meat.

The clothes are no longer beggars' clothes, which are not gorgeous but decent.

The doctor also came to check and change the dressing regularly for the injury on the leg.

Moreover, Shi Hu also arranged for a maid to take care of his life.

"Sanya, go down and rest, I don't need you to serve me here."

Eighteen or nineteen years old, thin and dark-skinned little girl exited the room respectfully.

It was the first time she met a master who was so kind to her.

The door is closed.

Xu Rui picked up the crutch beside him and went back to the bedroom with it.

In order to avoid suspicion, he did not use the marrow washing point to heal his leg injury.

After checking the window and making sure that he was not being followed, he took out a blue floral cloth bag from his arms.

Carefully unfolding it revealed a scroll.

The tentacles are cool and cool, like the skin of some kind of animal.

The color is that old yellow that has gone through the years, and it has obviously been aged.

Unfold slowly.

The seven-inch-wide and four-foot-long leather roll was densely covered with petite characters.

Although most of them are in traditional Chinese characters, the handwriting is neat and easy to read.

The difficulty is that when these words are combined, he is confused and doesn't know what they mean.

There are also some characters in it, which look extraordinarily complicated, as if they are Taoist talismans, extremely mysterious and obscure.

Obviously, this is a practice written in secret words, without a teacher to teach it, even if you get it, you will not understand what it says in it, let alone cultivation.

"How could Wang Qi have such a precious thing?"

If he hadn't accidentally touched it when he took the token from the opponent's arms and moved his golden finger, I'm afraid he would have missed this inheritance.

Slowly put your hand over the leather roll.

The virtual display screen appeared in front of him again.

"Do you want to refine the exercises?"

After silently saying 'yes' in my heart.

An invisible wave emanated from the body, quickly sweeping across the skin.

Countless words were continuously combined in the light screen, and soon a mysterious exercise was presented in front of him.

""Spiritual Treasure Puppet Art", fragments, eighth-rank upper class (fifth-rank upper class)."

Can't wait to see the exercises behind.

Soon, bursts of enlightenment came to my heart, and with the help of Goldfinger, I quickly understood the cultivation method.

"Pity."

I felt a pang of regret.

This "Lingbao Puppet Art" is indeed mysterious and profound, but unfortunately it is just a spell, not the fundamental method for practicing qi and increasing gong.

If he can't practice mana, he can draw two yellow talismans at most, which are just superficial.

(End of this chapter)