The little white house where Zhao Hai lives is not far from the city wall. You can see the city wall from here. There are still many blood stains on the city wall, all of which were left from the battle just now. Zhao Hai just wanted to see if this divine light is so magical, and it can really clean all the blood stains. If it is really so magical, then this divine light will really have the same function of refreshing.

Soon, the divine light began, and a white light suddenly fell from the sky. The white light was really too white. The moment the white light fell, Zhao Hai felt that his eyes had completely lost their use, and his spiritual consciousness had also lost its use. His spiritual consciousness could not reach the room, and the world outside was covered with white space and could not see anything. This was really beyond Zhao Hai's surprise.

Fortunately, the subjugation light was very fast. In a quarter of an hour, the subjugation light would become fast. So Zhao Hai waited patiently for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, the white light disappeared directly. Zhao Hai could see outside again. The outside had returned to its previous appearance. Zhao Hai immediately looked at the city wall. He had recorded all the blood-stained places on the city wall. He wanted to see if this subjugation light was really that magical.

It was gone, it was really gone. The bloodstains in the areas where there were bloodstains before were completely gone, and the city wall was covered with snow. When Zhao Hai saw this, he couldn't help but hopped out of the room and came directly to the city wall. The city wall was originally damaged due to the battle, but now the damaged places have been restored, and all the bloodstains on the city wall have disappeared, and everything seems to have never happened.

Zhao Hai gently touched the city wall, which was very hard and could not be seen at all. There had been a war here and several places were broken. Zhao Hai's face couldn't help but change. He felt the magic of the siege light, but it was precisely because of this that he felt that this black and white battlefield seemed not simple.

"Are you very surprised? I was the same when I first came." A voice suddenly came. Zhao Hai turned around and found that the person who was talking was not tall, with wrinkles on his face, and with that big head, he gave people a very strange feeling, but Zhao Hai recognized him at a glance. This was not someone else, but the person who was called "Black Eyes" by the battalion commander before.

Zhao Hai immediately bowed to him and said, "I have seen fellow Taoist, yes, this is the first time I have seen this situation. It is really amazing. The city wall has been automatically repaired, and the blood stains on the original city wall have completely disappeared. This is so magical, I really couldn't imagine it."

He looked at Zhao Hai and smiled slightly, "Don't be so polite. If you want to, just like other people, call me a roll of your eyes. Your name is Zhao Hai, right? I heard you talk to the battalion commander before, and you seemed to be calling Zhao Hai. If it weren't for your current appearance, I would have thought that you hadn't just ascended."

Zhao Hai was stunned, then looked at Luo Yin in confusion and said, "Oh? Why do you do this? Brother Bai, your surname is Bai? It seems a bit rude to call him Luo Yin directly." Zhao Hai was really embarrassed to call him Luo Yin directly, because this is obviously not a good word, and it means to look down on others.

He waved his eyes and smiled and said, "Why are you polite? Where are we now? This is the Sword Camp, no one is optimistic about it, the casualty rate is the highest, and it is the Sword Camp like hell. What kind of politeness is there? Just call me to roll my eyes. This is great. I am indeed the surname Bai, but it is useless to say whether I say my real name or not. Anyway, no one will remember it." At the end, his expression was a little sigh.

Zhao Hai looked at him and said in a deep voice: "I am just very curious about the Black and White Battlefield. Has this always been like this? Also, did you bury him by the brother who died in battle before? Is there really no one here to care about us? There is no saying that he died in battle?"

He rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice: "There is a place behind the city, and I buried people there, and it is almost the home for all of us. Everyone died in battle and would be buried there. Every time the light of the gods, the people buried there will disappear and become part of this black and white battlefield. We are also with this black and white battlefield. As for what you said, if anyone cares about after death, then don't think about who we are? We are just some people who have just ascended. When we get here, we are just those chess pieces in our hands. They won't care about our life and death."

Zhao Hai was silent for a while, then he sighed lightly and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that after practicing hard, I finally ascended. I thought I had hope of immortality, but in the end I ended up like this. Haha, this ascension is really interesting." The reason why Zhao Hai said this was actually to bring closer the relationship with Luoyan. He knew very well that what Luoyan said before had already shown that he was very dissatisfied with the Black and White battlefield. When he said these words, he just satisfied the heart of Luoyan. I believe that Luoyan would have a good impression of him.

Sure enough, when he rolled his eyes and sighed when he heard Zhao Hai say this, he said in a deep voice: "Yes, when he was in the lower realm, he practiced desperately and wanted to ascend. Who would have thought that he would finally ascend, but this was such a result. I really don't know whether this flying dragon is right or wrong."

Zhao Hai nodded, then rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Bai, I would like to ask whether Liu Ying, whom I offended before, did he ascend to the sky? If he really ascends to the sky, he seems to be too young at this age, right?" Zhao Hai was really curious. Liu Ying looked only in her twenties, and the people in the Lijian Camp did not look very old. Only when the wrinkles on his face looked like this would he ask.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! When I rolled my eyes and heard Zhao Hai say this, I couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course Liu Ying has ascended to the sky. That's a villain. It's a bad guy. It's a bad luck for you to offend him. Didn't you notice? All the people who ascended to the sky have become younger. No matter how old you look in the lower world, after you arrive at the Black and White battlefield, you look only in your twenties. The battalion commander looks a little older because he has been here for a long time. Others are not very old before. As for me, it was an accident. I grew up like this when I was young."

When Zhao Hai heard him say this, he really didn't know what to say. His eyes were too anxious. He looked like an old man when he was young. How old is he? However, Zhao Hai still gently touched his face and found that there seemed to be no big change. After all, his appearance had almost never changed.

Zhao Hai put down his hand and continued, "Does we have no hope of going out after entering this sword camp? I read the jade slip before that, if you stay in the black and white battlefield for about ten years, can you go to the upper realm? Isn't it here in the sword camp?" Zhao Hai was really curious about this.

He rolled his eyes and smiled bitterly, "The Lijian Camp is different from other places. Although the regulations are so stipulated, we are just ascending people. Who cares? The people in the upper realm are suppressed. Even if we want to go to the upper realm, we are not able to go to the upper realm. I have not heard of anyone who can last for ten years in the Lijian Camp. Even if the battalion commander and I have been here for a long time, I have been here for four years, and the battalion commander has only been here for five years. The remaining people are the ones who come to the Lijian Camp for one or two years. There are less than one hundred such people. It has only been one or two months for the rest of them. There are only a few days earlier than you."

Zhao Hai sighed, and then said in a deep voice: "I want to see if I can last for ten years, haha, just Liu Ying, don't let me find a chance, otherwise, hum." Zhao Hai did not say anything, but the murderous aura in that sentence made the rolling eyes clearly feel it.

He rolled his eyes and looked at Zhao Hai, then smiled slightly and said, "As soon as you come, I can see that you are not an ordinary person. The people who have just ascended can only be considered average. Those who came earlier than you, in this battle, they were all a few people dealing with people from the Shadow World, and they were a little busy. If it weren't for the help of the old man, they would have been almost killed. But when you first came and went directly to the battlefield. When you faced those people in the Shadow World, you were not busy at all. You also fought with those Shadow Generals for a few rounds without losing the upper hand. Your strength was not like a person who had just ascended."

Zhao Hai smiled, without saying anything, but said, "I read the jade slip before that, saying that all the elders in the Fairy Realm are sent from the upper realm. Don't they go back? Can they still be in charge of the Black and White battlefield when they go back?" Zhao Hai was also curious about this. Are those people not afraid of them? They offended people in the Black and White battlefield. When those people left the Black and White battlefield, entered their sect, and then caused trouble for them?

He rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Of course they will go back. Generally, they will take some rotation for three years. Those elders will not be in charge of the Black and White battlefield when they return to the sect. In fact, they do not bother to care about the Black and White battlefield. I heard that those elders are all core disciples of each sect. Among those sects, they have a high status. It is just a trial for them to learn how to manage their disciples and also give them some opportunities to understand the Shadow Clan people at the same time. So after they go back, they will never be in charge of the matter here."

Zhao Hai nodded, and then said curiously: "Is the management method of this sect in the upper realm the same as that in our lower realm? Why do we have core disciples?" Zhao Hai really didn't expect that all the sects in the cultivation world have a routine. Has it reached this level, and they can't change their tricks?
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