Chapter 35 If you are not afraid of death, then you will die
"These two little guys are quite interesting."
Liu Qingxuan soon discovered Geng Li and Qu Anping who came in last.
He just likes to be different.
Only by being different can you stand out in the crowd.
"It's done."
Wang Zongyi's voice sounded.
There was a little envy in his eyes.
These sect disciples have turned around.
In the future, as long as the name of this semi-saint disciple exists, no one will dare to touch them.
After all, this is a matter of provoking the face of a semi-saint.
Although the other elders of the Blood Moon Sect had some intentions, they all took their dignity into account and could not kneel down together.
"Everyone, get up."
Liu Qingxuan smiled.
"Thank you Master."
Hundreds of disciples stood up and shouted in unison.
For a time, the sound resounded throughout the world, making people feel excited.
"very good."
Liu Qingxuan nodded with satisfaction. After looking around for a week, he smiled and said: "However, I want to make it clear that you are just my registered disciples at this moment. You can only become entry-level disciples if you pass the next test."
It turned out that he was just a registered disciple.
There was some uproar in the audience for a moment.
Many people feel a little disappointed inside.
In fact, the named disciples are not considered real disciples, they are just nominal disciples.
"If you fail the next test, there is no need to worry. In the future, all the techniques in the Blood Moon Sect will be open to the public free of charge. All other benefits will be the same as those of the chiefs of each peak. If you are successful in your studies, you will also have the opportunity to become an entry-level disciple.
"
Liu Qingxuan's words immediately shocked everyone present.
Even if the exercises are free, what's the deal with this treatment?
"metropolitan!"
Wang Zongyi took a step forward, wanting to tell Liu Qingxuan that the resources within the sect would not be enough.
However, Liu Qingxuan waved his hand and blocked what Wang Zongyi wanted to say.
Wang Zongyi's words were forcibly swallowed, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
The other elders of the Blood Moon Sect also suddenly became worried.
The sect is not rich to begin with, so it won't last long if we do this.
"Thank you Master!"
All the disciples in the audience looked excited.
Liu Qingxuan's decision gave them a thrill.
Even if you just become a registered disciple in the future, it will be worth it.
If Liu Qingxuan's prestige before was entirely based on his own strength, now he is admired from the bottom of his heart.
This kind of master who treats everyone equally is something that people cannot help but love.
Liu Qingxuan actually knows that no matter how much resources are given to these people, it will be difficult for them to become children of fate.
But always try.
And when the resources are gone, it’s just a matter of grabbing them again.
Please, the Blood Moon Sect is a demonic sect.
If you run out of resources, go grab them from the right way.
Although his strength is now a bit lacking, Liu Qingxuan is still confident that he can grow up before the sect's resources are exhausted.
"Moeyu."
Then, Liu Qingxuan called softly.
"Chirp chirp chirp."
Mengyu immediately raised his head high, and under Liu Qingxuan's command, the netherworld fire on his forehead instantly exploded.
boom!
boom!
boom!
On the martial arts stage, dozens of blazing netherworld fires appeared out of thin air.
This flame seems to have no temperature, but the flames swaying in the wind seem to burn in everyone's heart.
Panic, fear, panic...all kinds of emotions rushed into my heart instantly.
You can tell at just one glance that this flame is extraordinary.
"Now, the test begins. All you have to do is pass through this Netherworld Fire."
Liu Qingxuan's voice was rich and clear, and it was clear that there was no joke in it.
"Through the Netherfire?"
Most of the Blood Moon Sect disciples in the audience are not very advanced, so naturally they don't know the power of Netherworld Fire.
Liu Qingxuan took a step forward and gently stroked a ball of netherworld fire. The flames danced up and down against his fingers, like an extremely obedient flame elf.
"This netherworld fire does not harm the body, but only burns the soul. If someone with a weak will touches it, he will be severely injured and become a living dead, or his soul will be scattered."
"this……"
The scene was instantly in uproar.
If that's the case, what's the difference between them physically passing through the fire of the underworld and killing them?
For a moment, the eyes of everyone present flashed.
They want to become a disciple, but they don't want to die.
"Master, I'm coming!"
At this moment, a person jumped up directly from below.
All eyes were instantly focused on this person.
I saw that this man was tall, with a slightly square face and extremely rough facial features, especially those two long black eyebrows that were a generation thicker than the average person.
"Chief of the Law Enforcement Hall, Xiong Zheng pays homage to the Master."
As soon as Xiong Zhenggang came on stage, he knelt down on one knee and announced his name.
It was obvious that he was taking this opportunity to show off his skills.
When everyone else is panicking, it's your chance to stand out.
He didn't believe that Liu Qingxuan went to such great lengths to recruit disciples just to watch them die.
So he believed that this was just a small test.
What Nether Fire is not Nether Fire is just to scare people.
Although Xiong Zheng looks rough, he has a lot of thoughts inside.
It is not easy for someone to become the chief disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall in the Blood Moon Sect.
"That's right, get up." Liu Qingxuan nodded.
He has some impression of this person.
The talent is not bad. If you can survive the burning of the Nether Fire, you can cultivate it in depth.
He had already ordered Mengyu to reduce the power of the Nether Fire a little. It stands to reason that people with a strong will might be able to withstand it with some theory.
Yes, there is just a hint of theoretical possibility.
Xiong Zheng stood up and took his place.
He knew that everyone's eyes were on him.
All attention.
"I can definitely do it."
Xiong Zheng cheered secretly, then gritted his teeth and rushed towards a netherworld fire ball resolutely.
"ah!"
However, Xiong Zheng, who was full of confidence just now, just let out a fierce scream as soon as he touched the netherworld fire.
The whole person fell to the ground and started struggling.
It hurts so much!
This feeling of burning my soul is really painful.
Compared to the pain in the physical body, it is hundreds of times! Thousands of times different!
The direct pain of the soul is not something ordinary people can endure.
"Master, save me!"
Xiong Zheng raised his head with difficulty, his eyes full of fear, and his survival instinct made him reach out to Liu Qingxuan.
However, the next second, Xiong Zheng's pupils turned white and his expression became dull.
Liu Qingxuan shook his head slightly.
Somewhat disappointed.
My willpower is a bit weak.
Immediately, he ordered Meng Yu to disperse the netherworld fire clinging to Xiong Zheng's soul.
"Chirp! Chirp!"
Mengyu opened his mouth and directly sucked in the ball of netherworld flames.
"Carry it down. You will have no worries about your life. You will be well taken care of. It will only take three years of cultivation."
Liu Qingxuan stepped forward to check on Xiong Zheng's condition.
However, as soon as this statement came out, many people swallowed their saliva involuntarily.
There were a few people who wanted to take the stage just now, but all of them backed down.
I'll have to lie down for three years now...
Who can withstand it?
…
Liu Qingxuan looked around with sharp eyes.
But no one dared to speak, and wherever they looked, everyone lowered their heads.
"Master, let me come!"
Just then.
A voice with a hint of childishness sounded from the outermost edge of the crowd.
Everyone looked startled, and then they all looked at the sound and saw two young men standing outside the crowd.
Seeing that the two of them are so young, many people also lamented that newborn calves are a bit tigerish.
These are two big dicks.
Facing so many gazes, Qu Anping and Geng Li did not show any stage fright.
Liu Qingxuan raised his sword eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
These two people are quite brave.
"Yes, you two come up." Liu Qingxuan smiled.
He likes bold people.
If you are not brave enough, how can you change your life if you are content with the status quo?
How did he transform from a waste to a son of luck?
Qu Anping led Geng Li forward, and everyone in his path moved out of the way.
In just a moment, the two of them had already crossed the sea of people and arrived in front of the performance stage.
"Disciple Qu Anping has met Master."
"Disciple Geng Li has met the master."
The two of them bowed and saluted.
Liu Qingxuan did not answer, but looked down, narrowed his eyes slightly, and met the gazes of Qu Anping and Geng Li in a condescending manner.
This kind of posture has a sense of domineering over others.
The astonishing aura made the two people in the audience a little breathless.
"Are you afraid of death?"
Liu Qingxuan suddenly spoke.
"I'm afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of living a useless life!"
Qu Anping raised his head with difficulty, but his eyes were bright and full of perseverance.
When Liu Qingxuan heard this, his face was expressionless. Then he turned to Geng Li and asked, "What about you?"
"I'm not afraid of death."
Geng Li scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm just afraid of being hungry."
"Okay, everyone, come up."
Liu Qingxuan nodded slightly and turned around.
Since you are not afraid of death, let's die once.