Resurrection of spiritual energy to become a god

"Mohan, we are so poor." Zixuan couldn't help but sigh after asking about the prices of several spiritual grasses.

Baili Mohan grabbed Zixuan's hand and shook it: "Don't worry, we will have it soon."

Zixuan looked at the people coming and going. I finally understood Senior Brother Yuan’s worries. There are many monks here and they can't see their realm clearly. But luckily they have screeching owls.

Although he himself only has the strength of the middle stage of virtual refining. But his vision was different. He could see clearly what state these people were in.

There are cultivators in the middle and late stages of the Refining Void, the peak stage, and the Mahayana stage everywhere. Because you can feel it from the aura they exude. Some people like to keep a low profile, but there are more people who keep a high profile.

They do have a lot of resources with them, but they are prepared for entering the brutal beast battlefield, and they cannot sell them now.

They walked around and finally arrived at Sowu Hall. The Zongwu Hall covers a large area. The building is majestic and tall, and the teleportation array to the battlefield is also set up here. They thought that the trading hall in Taiyan Fairy Land was big enough, but they didn't expect that the office area here was even wider.

Even though there were five registration windows open, there were at least fifty or sixty people at each window. Zixuan and his friends randomly picked a team and lined up at the back.

These counters are quite efficient. Zixuan queued up to buy, while Baili Mohan walked around the hall. Zixuan and his team were queuing up next to the middle of the hall, so they saw many people coming and going.

Suddenly, a group with a particularly strong smell of blood walked into the hall and caused quite a commotion as soon as they appeared.

I heard someone next to me say: "Wow, they are from the Kamikaze Team. Looking at the smell of blood all over their bodies, they must have gained a lot in the battlefield. I really want to join their team."

Someone else said, "Don't daydream. The Kamikaze Squad has very strict requirements for recruiting members. They must be at least at the fusion stage. Otherwise, they won't accept them. Their members are more valuable than quantity. So they basically have great gains every time. The casualties are also very small.

"Yes, yes, I heard about it too. I heard that their leaders are already late Mahayana cultivators. And they have been honing their skills for a long time. Recently, they often enter the Savage Beast Battlefield, preparing to advance to the peak through fighting in the battlefield."

"The courage of these people is so great. The Blue Battlefield is a very dangerous place. Breaking through there is really admirable."

"It's not just the boss of the kamikaze team who wants to break through through combat. I heard that the bosses of several teams have broken through like this. Now many people are following suit." Someone else broke the news here.

When everyone heard this, their blood boiled and their hearts surged. "These people have an extremely strong bloody aura. I wonder how many bloody battles they have to go through before they can achieve it." Zixuan couldn't help but sigh, and his admiration for these people also arose spontaneously.

"After we have practiced for a while, we will become like this." The square was full of people, some were in a hurry, some were leisurely. There were many people trying to recruit people to join the team. Each of them praised their team to the highest level. It was obvious that they were not reliable.

But Zixuan also discovered a pattern. Those who pulled people in all looked at those monks with a strong smell of blood and a fierce aura. At first glance, they were the kind of monks who had experienced many battles and whose murderous aura could not be concealed. However, no one asked about the monks who looked clean. Just like them.

Zixuan and Baili Mohan are not stupid people. If you think about it, you will understand why. What people want are monks who can withstand hundreds of battles, not those who need to be protected or held back. Entering the battlefield is not like fighting on the stage. If you admit defeat, they will stop fighting. The savage beasts don't care whether you admit defeat or not.

Just when Zixuan and the others thought that no one would win over them, someone came over. The two men looked elegant and human-like. The monks in pure white brocade robes walked towards them. But Zixuan felt very bad about these two people.

He used to have the ability to distinguish between good and evil in people, just like a woman's sixth sense. After making a contract with the Seven-Colored Blood Deer, his feeling became more obvious.

The seven-colored blood deer, a divine beast of light, is very sensitive to evil auras. This person looks warm and gentle, but this is only on the surface.

"Two fellow Taoists, why not join our Qingfeng Team. Our Qingfeng Team has a very high mission completion rate, and the injury rate is also quite low. The men are handsome and the women are pretty. Joining our team will also make you feel happy.

Think about it! After a day of fighting, people are exhausted, and they have to face some ugly things. How can they be in a good mood?

Our team is different, we are all handsome monks and stunning beauties. I came to win over the two of them because they look so outstanding. Others haven't had this opportunity yet.

Baili Mohan said with a dark face: "We are not interested in joining other people's teams." He expressed his attitude directly with a chill coming out of his body.

"Puchi..." Immediately, there were muffled laughter around, and there was more than one person. Many people looked at the two with obscure eyes. They were clean and refreshing, without any murderous aura. Zixuan's appearance was concealed, so not many people looked at him. There were quite a lot of eyes looking at Baili Mohan, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was peerless. Everyone understood clearly and smiled meaningfully. No wonder...

A red-clothed monk jumped out from behind the man in white. He yelled loudly with an angry look on his face: "Who are you? You are so ignorant! If it weren't for the fact that you have a passable face, our brother Hua I won't even look at you! You're so ungrateful.

You actually dare to put on airs when you come here. Do you really think this is your home? I simply don’t know what to say! A stupid person like you is to blame for being reduced to food for barbaric beasts! Brutal beasts will not appreciate your beauty. "

Before he finished speaking, other monks immediately recognized these two people. One of them shouted in surprise: "Hey, aren't these the two noble gentlemen from Honglou in our border town! Why do we need you to personally come forward to win over others?"

Another person echoed, "Yes, yes! This gentleman has a very good eye and recognized us at the first sight. You must be a frequent visitor to the Red Mansion!"

Passerby: “Haha…”

The red monk smiled and replied in a nonchalant manner, "Hehehe, thank you for the compliment! We just came out for a stroll today and took a look to see if there is any stunning beauty hidden in this city.

Only by constantly introducing new faces and encouraging more generous donations from guests can we make you feel fresh every time you visit our Red Mansion, instead of feeling bored and boring. After all, it’s always the same old faces, and everyone will get tired of them over time! "

There was another round of laughter.

"Get lost." Baili Mohan's face was now covered with dark clouds. What else could he not hear from these people's words? The Qingfeng team was nothing but a bunch of people who sold their bodies.

At this time, a group of law enforcement teams came from a distance. "Whoever is making noise here for no reason. If you want to die, just say so." The monk from the law enforcement team said seriously with a spear in hand.

The man in red immediately stepped forward to please him and said, "Deacon Wu, it's okay. We two brothers are just here to take a walk to see if there are any monks who don't want to go to the Savage Beast Battlefield. If it's okay, we two brothers are willing to give it to them." A place to stay.”

"Do you think everyone here is like the two of you? You're just a mess of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Get out of here." The law enforcement officers looked at the two people as if they were looking at something dirty.

"Yes, yes, we'll leave right away, right away." The two of them left the hall in disgrace, glaring fiercely at Baili Mohan as they left.

The law enforcement monk looked at Sheng Baili Mohan expressionlessly, and said in a cold and firm tone: "When you step into the land of the Savage Beast Battlefield, you must have a fearless spirit and dare to fight and kill! If you don't have such courage and determination in your heart, it is best not to set foot here easily. This is not a place for cowards to survive. Only the brave can survive in the cruel battle. Retreat and fear will only put yourself in despair; only by standing up and fighting bravely can you win a chance of survival. So, show your fighting spirit and prove your worth with practical actions!" His eyes swept over everyone, as if to imprint these words deeply in their hearts.