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"You guessed it? You're not that stupid."

A lazy voice came from the spiritual consciousness, and the black cat finally opened its golden eyes. At this moment, it was looking at Jiang Jingmo outside the space bag with a smile.

Jiang Jingmo sighed and resisted the urge to blow Shen Shuli's head off.

She took a step forward and her fingers lightly touched the blood. In an instant, she felt a piercing pain. Her flesh and blood were corroded the moment they touched the blood, revealing her white bones.

The disciples around couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this scene. An Yang was also frightened. She grabbed Jiang Jingmo's arm and wanted to use her ability to heal her.

A faint white light enveloped Jiang Jingmo's fingertips that had turned into bones, but it was useless. The bones remained bones, with no signs of improvement at all.

Jiang Jingmo frowned and lowered his head thinking about something, when suddenly a voice came from behind him.

"This blood pool is where you will practice daily. After a while, each of you must go in and make sure the blood covers your head."

Jiang Ji Ting arrived here without knowing when. When he saw his sister's fingertips turned into bones, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

But he did not come forward, but just talked about the matters of practicing here not far away.

"This pool of blood you see is formed by the blood of your former brothers and sisters, including the former headmaster and elders..."

"Some of them died in the secret realm, and some died during training... Before they died, they voluntarily crushed their jade pendants, and the psionic butterfly brought their bodies here, and their blood flowed into the pool, eventually forming this blood pool."

"All their cultivation was condensed into blood, just to benefit the disciples in the sect. Since its construction, the blood pool has been a necessary place for disciples to practice. If you persist, you will gain the abundant spiritual power left by your predecessors, but if you can't persist, you will only turn into a pile of dry bones."

"If you had come a few years earlier, the second stage of the sect trial would have been to soak in the blood pool for a day and a night. However, after your senior brother Meng Qingbai tamed the Silver Crow and discovered that the Netherworld Fire was more effective in strengthening bones and cleansing marrow, the second stage was changed to the Silver Crow's Netherworld Fire."

Jiang Ji Ting explained everything in a calm tone. These disciples should be prepared to accept all dangerous challenges from the very beginning.

The Jiuxiao Sect does not keep idle people, let alone those who are afraid of death. What the sect needs are people with both strength and character.

And such people should not be kept in an ivory tower.

"I never thought that these immortal sects now have this way of training disciples. It's interesting." Shen Shuli, who turned into a black cat, stretched his limbs in the space bag and listened to Jiang Ji's words with some interest.

"The Jiuxiao Sect is unique."

Jiang Jingmo raised his eyebrows and sent a message with some pride.

"Well, it's a good thing." Shen Shuli said lazily.

Jiang Jingmo did not answer him again, and after Jiang Ji heard all this, those disciples had fallen silent, with a bit of timidity on their faces.

Jiang Jiting's eyes unconsciously fell on Jiang Jingmo's face, and he saw that the latter looked normal, staring at his white bone fingertips with curiosity and interest.

Jiang Jiting smiled helplessly, then asked everyone to go into the pool to practice on their own. Looking at his sister, he couldn't stop worrying.

Jiang Jingmo jumped into the pool almost as soon as he said to practice, without any hesitation, just like the entry test at the beginning, he always rushed to the front.

An Yang, who was beside her, hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and jumped down. When she sank to the bottom of the blood pool, even though she had to endure the piercing pain, she still grabbed Jiang Jingmo by feel, and a faint white light rose.

"Don't use your ability to open the spirit platform."

Suddenly, Jiang Jingmo's spiritual consciousness transmitted a voice, and An Yang subconsciously retracted his ability. After reacting for a while, he obediently opened the spiritual platform again.

The blood in the blood pool was like a bone-eating poison, constantly corroding people's skin. Jiang Jingmo only felt a burning pain in her body, but then a trace of spiritual power kept drilling into her spiritual platform.

Different from the cleansing of the bones and marrow in the spirit pool yesterday, this spiritual power surrounded her spirit platform and went straight into her sea of ​​consciousness.

An unfamiliar force, carrying the chill of frost and snow, tore into her sea of ​​consciousness, freezing her head so much that it ached.

"Hey, my Jiuxiao Sect actually has a little girl with ice spirit roots?"

In the vast sea of ​​consciousness, the figure of a young man slowly condensed on the sea surface. That person had a jade-like figure, an evil face, and a pair of affectionate eyes that exuded a hint of evil.

Anyway, he doesn't look like a good person.

Jiang Jingmo thought silently in his heart.

"Pfft, are all the little girls nowadays so interesting? Why am I not a good person?"

The young man suddenly smiled, seeing through the girl's thoughts, and faced the girl, looking her up and down.

Jiang Jingmo looked at his own figure that suddenly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and roughly understood what was going on.

The young man in front of her was probably the power that had just entered her mind. Since he had entered her sea of ​​consciousness, he must know everything she was thinking.

"He has good talent and physique, but his character is just so-so. However, he does have a hint of the aura of the Heavenly Dao, which is rare."

The young man looked her up and down, and spoke out his evaluation of her, which made Jiang Jingmo frown.

"Please give me some advice, senior."

But no matter what, she still bowed slightly to the young man and gave him a junior salute, as humble as she could be.

Of course, this was after she blocked out the messy thoughts in her mind.

Jiang Jingmo is not a saint, and she cannot control her own thoughts, but at this moment she let the young man hear everything clearly, which made his mind quite confused.

"You are an interesting little girl. Although you have a strong character, your mind is chaotic. You joined our sect only for the sake of profit."

Jiang Jingmo did not deny it. He recalled the scenes of his past life in his mind and nodded slightly.

"Little girl, you can't live your whole life with hatred. If you continue like this, you will become a demon next."

The young man smiled and pointed out Jiang Jingmo's current predicament in just two or three words.

Since she was reborn, she brought hatred and resentment with her, so she naturally had troubles on the path of cultivation. Even though she was cultivating very fast now, Jiang Jingmo could feel that during the process of cultivation, various scenes from her past life would flash through her mind.

This is not a long-term solution. One day she will be disturbed by it and eventually become obsessed.

"Don't think too much. You are so thoughtful at such a young age. No wonder your mind is so chaotic. Revenge should be taken, but you should always have your own path to choose. The path of cultivation does not mean to cut off emotions and love and eliminate distracting thoughts."

"While you are in this world, you will inevitably have other thoughts, whether hatred or gratitude. You must not let these things lead you. Only by keeping your original heart can you ensure clarity of mind."

After saying that, before Jiang Jingmo could think about it carefully, the young man gently placed his fingertips on Jiang Jingmo's brows. A chill instantly surged into her mind, carrying with it a huge amount of spiritual power.

A white frost mark appeared on her forehead, and immediately followed by the pain of her spiritual altar being torn apart. The immense pain tore at Jiang Jingmo's nerves, blurring her consciousness.

What followed was the burning pain of the body being corroded by blood. Jiang Jingmo was sweating profusely and looked up at the young man with a smile on his face.

"Little girl, if you can fully comprehend the power I give you, it will be a blessing to you."

"Don't let me down..."

After saying this, the young man suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Hey? Why are you in so much pain? You're only at the Yellow Level, no wonder...ah, I wasn't paying attention and transferred all my strength to you..."

“It’s over, little girl, hold on a little, please don’t explode and die… Wuuuuuu, I’ve caused a disaster, I’m going to kill the sect’s best talent…”

Jiang Jingmo's consciousness began to fade. Hearing the young man's last few words, he became furious:

Damn you!!!!

After thinking about it, Jiang Jingmo fainted.