Closing the six consciousnesses and sensing the way of heaven will put the monks in a completely unprepared state.

At this time, it is obviously not suitable for doing this in front of outsiders who do not trust each other.

Only in the heavily protected gates of their own mountain gates can they let go of their guard.

After a few quick discussions, the cultivators scattered and began to deal with subsequent matters.

The sudden explosion of Silver Demonic Sperm certainly caused heavy losses to these top-level monks, but also gave those who survived by chance an opportunity to embezzle the legacy of the Vanisher.

Among the vanishers this time, many of them are the pillars of the Nascent Soul Sect and even the Shenshen Sect.

After losing the shade of the pillars, their original sect became fat in the eyes of survivors.

As for Mo Ran, it must be handled, but it is finally a hundred and eight thousand miles away from his own territory. Except for the monks in Nanya Prefecture who are more anxious, monks in the other four states are actually not so anxious.

It doesn’t matter if Mo Ran beats him later. The corpse will have no chance after not eating it.

No matter how bad it is, it takes time to organize and mobilize the army of monks under your command... It is normal for a few years to prepare for the army.

...

Apart from Bai Mo, there was only Mo Fengwu, a melon-eating crowd, or to be precise, her body.

However, in the early stage of the Golden Pill, her speed of running was incomparable to the Nascent Soul Transformation Gods. Hei Mo Ran was a group of madmen who only knew how to kill and kill, and there was no way to surrender.

So she took the initiative to accept Yin Mo Ran, at least, Yin Mo Ran did not kill anyone.

Then the consciousness is teleported to a very far distance.

"Newcomer?" When she woke up again, there were several strangers she had never met before.

There seemed to be a transparent film between me and them, which made their voice sound a little strange, as if it was echoing around.

"Newcomer?"

Mo Fengwu shook his head, as if he wanted to cheer himself up.

"Why has my body become so weak?!" The moment she turned her head, she realized something was wrong.

Originally, she was a Jindan monk. Although she was not a physical cultivation specializing in body refining, she could not be as weak as a mortal.

What's even more terrifying is that I was trapped in a cabin filled with liquids, and it was like some kind of worm being cultivated.

"Xiao He, please take her with you."

"Okay captain."

"Miss Mo Fengwu."

"This is Camp No. 4 of the Peripheral Training Camp of Holy Land. Your identity is Trainee No. 12333 in the 23rd period."

"Trainer?" One question after another appeared in her mind.

"Since you've come here, forget your past. No matter what big man you were in the past, you're just a trainee now."

"Am I dead...? This is actually the underworld?" Mo Fengwu tried to find an explanation for himself that suits his three views.

“This is the Peripheral Training Camp of the Holy Adventist, and in the next year you will learn everything about becoming a Peripheral.”

"I..." Mo Fengwu wanted to say something, but was interrupted impatiently.

"First of all, learn to activate the system. Everything you want to know can be found in the system."

"……system?"

One noun after another that she couldn't understand followed one after another, making her feel a little confused.

"Close your eyes."

"Did you see the light ball in your mind?"

"See it."

"Imagine your hand reaching towards the ball of light..."

"The Destiny System is launched for the first time, please wait..."

Somehow, she always felt a little familiar voice sounding in her mind.

...

"Take another one."

"It seems that many newcomers sent this time are very polite. What kind of Nascent Soul or God-Transforming Cultivator are they from? Which world did they come from?"

"I heard it is the first day area of ​​the White Earth, the legendary source of the White Earth."

"Why is it the source? The world is not a river."

"The legend says that the White Land is a constantly expanding world, and it will never be able to reach its boundaries, and the source of expansion is the first day zone."

"Captain, I heard that two hundred years ago, our country was also called White Earth. Is it related to the current White Earth?"

"At first, this boundless world was named Jiuyou Realm by the system. Later, for some reason, our country was renamed and became today's Holy Land. The name of White Earth was given to this world."

"Aren't these the basic examination content of history classes? Are you sucking fish in class?"

"Hehehe..." A team member lowered his head embarrassedly.

"Take this group of newcomers well. If their assessment pass rate is less than 60% in a year, you know."

"I understand, of course I understand, no one understands!"

"Just understand, let's leave these newcomers to you."

"Who doesn't understand that you are a violent maniac?" After the captain walked away, several team members muttered secretly.

Their task is to guide the people in the training cabin who have no idea of ​​which world they travel (rebirth) to get familiar with the new environment and pass the qualification examination of the Saint Adventist.

Almost every day, new souls will enter the bodies of these mass-produced Holy Performers and become reserve personnel of Holy Performers.

...

"Your Majesty, Ye Dexian, the electoral emperor of the Blood Alliance, asked for a meeting."

Just as Winnis and Cuomo were happily collecting the luck of the disaster, the inappropriate disturbance from the maid destroyed their good mood.

"That old guy..."

As expected, the Blood Alliance will stand on the opposite side of the two, and they naturally have no good ideas when facing this future enemy.

"Let him in."

"Ye Qing, I wonder what it is worth to come to Wuyou Palace?" Vinice picked up some strange palace terms.

"Your Majesty, black magic is not a good thing. Those who promote it and abuse it will not end up being good." Ye Dexian was not polite at all, and he just criticized the black magic.

Especially when he realized through the disaster eye that a huge amount of luck was pouring into the bodies of the two people in front of him, and Venis could take that step at any time.

"How can you selfish ghosts who are self-supporting and want to lock the extraordinary power in the family forever? How can you understand the greatness of black magic!!!"

Hearing Ye Dexian's slander, as the inventor of Black Magic, Como, the designer of Magic Net, immediately refuted.

The blood family in the Blood Alliance is probably the group of people in the empire who most disliked the spread of extraordinary power to mortals. They generally believe that extraordinary power is innate and inherited. Unqualified guys should not be overtaken at all.
Chapter completed!