The first thousand four hundred and forty-three chapters seal cultivation
The bronze steps are very wide, showing the breath of time, and are full of mottled marks, which are traces of corrosion over the endless years.
Li Xiaobai followed Master Xue and stepped into it. It was only when he got closer that he could see clearly. There were a lot of blood stains left on the bronze stone stairs. The large areas of bright red blood had long since dried and solidified, turning into patches of brown. If you didn't pay attention, you could still see it.
Thought it was rust stains!
"Every ancient battlefield has its own rules, and the battlefield itself will grow, which means that every time a battlefield is opened, new rules will be born. No one knows about this forty-ninth battlefield before actually setting foot there.
What are the rules?"
"Be careful when entering it!"
The cold woman said calmly.
This is said to the new disciples who have just entered the sect. They have not yet entered the ancient battlefield, so they do not understand the rules of this battlefield.
"What rules have seniors seen before?"
Li Xiaobai asked.
"If we want to talk about the most dangerous place, it must be the Eleventh Battlefield. That battlefield was covered with ice and snow for many years, and it was covered with a layer of blood-colored eggs that could parasitize the deceased through some mysterious means.
In a monk, he breaks out of his cocoon and is reborn."
"That is a very terrifying existence. It can perfectly inherit the monk's strength during his lifetime, and it is endless!"
The cold female cultivator said that the Eleventh Battlefield is already an extremely terrifying existence. There are many things in it that the academy still cannot understand, and a few days ago, General Yu returned from it with a huge defeat and was picked on.
Wire!
All signs indicate that great terror has occurred within the battlefield, but this has nothing to do with the 49th battlefield.
"Don't worry, the 49th battlefield is not as dangerous as Elder Xue said, but it is a place where opportunities outweigh the risks. It should be easy to get the key. When the elder of the academy gets the key, this battlefield will be
This is our training place!”
A senior disciple said, smiling happily.
"key?"
Li Xiaobai was confused.
"There are core keys in each battlefield. If you get these keys, you will have the authority to open the battlefield at any time. The reason why our academy has ten battlefields is because we have these keys."
Lord Xue gave a rough explanation and glanced at Li Xiaobai. Unexpectedly, as a disciple of Elder Fentian, he didn't even know this. However, considering Elder Fentian's daily behavior, it was not incomprehensible.
Apart from those few, there should be no other monks in the academy who can communicate with each other normally.
"Yes, the 49th battlefield is already a very safe battlefield. Even if there are rules, they are just small rules. They will not restrict us too much. Just deal with them carefully."
"What we need to guard against are the monks from other areas. Those guys are the real enemies. Many of our disciples and monks die in their hands every year!"
The other senior disciples also said that the aura around them was very different from the monks Li Xiaobai had come into contact with, and they were all wearing purple robes, so they should all be core elite disciples within.
"I see."
Li Xiaobai nodded and followed the others up the bronze stone staircase. It felt very real and had a faint feeling of coldness.
There is nothing special about the entrance to the passage. As they walked, the monks just disappeared into a series of ripples.
A layer of faint halo circulated, enveloping everyone in it. With just one step, the surrounding scene was spinning, and the strong smell of blood hit the face, which made people's scalp numb.
As far as the eye can see, it is a scarlet color, the setting sun is setting, everything is devastated, and all the academy disciples are gathered on a red wasteland.
Li Xiaobai looked around curiously. This environment fit the name of the ancient battlefield very well. It was deserted and full of blood.
The sky is also a dark, blood-colored sky, with a howling wind and a dangerous atmosphere.
When he first came here, he didn't feel any discomfort, but the expressions of the monks around him suddenly changed.
Just as soon as they stepped into this area, the monks were shocked to find that their cultivation was sealed, and they could not feel the power in their bodies at all. Only the power of the physical body could be used, just like a mortal.
Not only the low-level disciples were panicking, but the senior disciples and even the elders leading the team were all pale, their cultivations were blocked and they could not be used.
"This forty-ninth battlefield actually grants people cultivation levels!"
"Is it possible that this is a battlefield rule? All monks who enter are not allowed to use power and become mortals?"
"Damn it, the passage is closed. We can't go back. What's the point of playing this? A random monster will probably destroy the whole group like me!"
The monks became irritable and restless. Without strength and cultivation, they lost their greatest support. How could mortals survive in the ancient battlefield?
"This battlefield seems to be opened for the first time. No monk has given relevant information before. I didn't expect that there are such rules. If this is the case, I'm afraid the danger level of this battlefield will be increased by several levels!"
The elders gathered together and analyzed quickly. Fortunately, they had not encountered any danger yet, and they still had time to respond.
Li Xiaobai looked at the panic of the disciples, and his mind sank into the system mall to check that all the items could be used, and the skills were all lit and not sealed.
Probably because he has no cultivation base, the rules of this battlefield have no effect on him and he has never been restricted.
But the other monks are in misery. Without cultivation, they are like lambs to be slaughtered and fish on the chopping board in this ancient battlefield!
"Should we deal with all these monks in one wave?"
Li Xiaobai murmured to himself, feeling the urge to take action immediately. In his opinion, these were not fellow disciples, but golden money bags!
But he gave up this idea in just the next second. The world of immortals and gods is not as good as the Zhongyuan world. The monks are not weak people. They have the blood of monsters and beasts in their bodies. Even without cultivation, the strength of the physical body is not to be underestimated.
Not to mention that there are many body-refining cultivators among these disciples. If he really takes action, his extraordinary second-level cultivation may not necessarily have an advantage.
"eliminate!"
"Everything remains as planned!"
"The rules of the battlefield are absolute. Since we have no cultivation base, other monks who enter must have the same experience. The rules in the battlefield should be that cultivation base cannot be born. The same should be true for the ancient creatures in it. They all rely on the power of the flesh.
Sensing the power of your own bloodline, adjust your physical body to its peak state!"
The cold female cultivator said loudly that after constant analysis by the elders and senior officials, the forty-ninth battlefield was extremely special. The creatures born in it should not have any cultivation, but their bodies were strong, so all the alien creatures' cultivation was lost.
Although this battlefield suppresses cultivation, it does not suppress the power of blood. The demon blood in their bodies can still be activated, their physical strength has reached its peak, and they still retain a certain amount of combat power.
Li Xiaobai didn't care about this. He stared at the white pigeon and his group. The other party only panicked for a moment and then immediately calmed down. After calming down, he marched in an orderly manner. He always had confidence and countermeasures in his heart.
He was still waiting to take advantage of the other party's thunder tribulation, and it seemed that the other party had not given up because he could not use his cultivation.
The large army marched forward, and a monk behind him issued an invitation to him: "This fellow Taoist is also alone. Will he join hands with us to overcome the difficulties?"
Li Xiaobai looked at the man. He was the senior disciple who had spoken just now. He was accompanied by several monks. They were all purple-robed men, all of whom were elites from the inner core area.
Looking at the formation, he understood that it was because the senior disciples were unwilling to risk their lives, so they wanted to find a group of cannon fodder to clear the way.
"But since our cultivation is completely lost, it's better not to act alone."
Li Xiaobai said with an honest look.
"Junior brother, don't be afraid. Senior brothers are all core disciples in the inner circle. They are all in the Immortal realm. Don't worry, even if you don't have any cultivation level, the senior brothers will still protect you. The power of blood in our bodies is not a vegetarian!"
"Besides, with the large army, you can't even drink soup. If you want to gain something in the ancient battlefield, you have to seek wealth and wealth in the midst of danger!"
"Junior brother, your cultivation level should not be high. Have you ever been bullied by your peers? Have you ever been betrayed by a woman? Have you ever been scolded by your teacher? Have you been up all night with countless tossing and turning nights? Now is the chance to turn over.
, as long as you follow the brothers, let’s make a fortune together!”
"There is strength in numbers, junior brother, what are you waiting for?"
The core disciples in the inner circle were spitting like crazy, and every word they said was exactly what Cai Kun had experienced. If Cai Kun himself were standing here, he would burst into tears immediately. Li Xiaobai secretly sighed in his heart, these people
He also has experience, and every word he speaks hits the monk's heart, and he has great control over his heart.
"Okay, the gods will not deceive the gods. Junior brother believes in you!"
"Thank you for your support, senior brother. May I ask your senior brother's name?"
Li Xiaobai's face was full of honesty and he looked like he was crying with gratitude.
"I'm Jin Renchuan, junior brother, just be careful when following my senior brother. If the senior brothers eat meat, you will definitely have soup to drink!"
The monk laughed and said, and he looked very easy-going. At the same time, the other inner disciples also brought a monk, and their cultivation levels were all in the extraordinary realm. Needless to say, these people are definitely
The cannon fodder among the cannon fodders is specially used to explore paths.
Just looking at the joy on the faces of these disciples and the excitement in their eyes, it is obvious that they are not aware of this.
I really thought that my senior brother was taking care of them and wanted to make a fortune with them!
"We are all disciples of Tianshen Academy. We can fight no matter what we do in the academy, but when we leave the academy, we should unite as one. No one should cheat anyone, and we should all face danger together!"
Jin Renchuan said righteously.
"Yes, thank you very much, Senior Brother Jin!"
The disciples and monks seemed very excited and hurriedly followed the inner disciples, gradually breaking away from the large group and walking in another direction.
There are many similar teams. After initially grasping the conditions of the ancient battlefield, no one is willing to follow the large army and wait. To find wealth and wealth in danger, they also need to explore on their own.
Where there are elders leading the team, no matter what the treasure is, it belongs to the upper echelons of these colleges, and they can't even get a piece of it.
They are all here to dig for gold, not for a picnic.
Li Xiaobai left with a group of monks.
There are several senior disciples clearing the way ahead, making it much easier to walk. These disciples are veterans at first glance, very experienced, and have a clear purpose in choosing where to go. They should have frequently visited major ancient battlefields before.
"Brother, why do you think our senior brothers want to take us with them?"
A monk asked quietly.
"You don't have to ask, you can help us make a fortune, we are all from the same academy!"
"How is it possible? You are thinking about eating. If we are not relatives, why would they want to make us rich?"
"I guess the senior brothers are not strong enough in cultivation, so they want to increase their combat power. However, if they invite inner disciples of the same level, they may not be able to handle it. Dividing resources will easily lead to problems. That's why we invite monks like us with underground cultivation to accompany us.
!”
"So, don't the senior brothers plan to share our resources?"
"It's natural. It depends on your character. If you're lucky, you might even be able to drink some soup!"
The monks in the transcendental realm were muttering to each other. They looked at each other and said something to each other. They all said the right thing. They were a little clever, but unfortunately they didn't hit the point.
Li Xiaobai said in his heart that everyone is cannon fodder. This is obvious. What is there to say? Think about how to protect yourself while seeking the best interests!
"Senior Brother Jin, where are we going?"
Li Xiaobai looked at Jin Renchuan and asked.
"Junior brother, this must be the first time to enter the battlefield. I don't know, but there is a pattern in this battlefield, that is, the dead powerful people will transform into a dangerous place, called the Dead Soul Realm, and most of their resources will be destroyed during their lifetime.
Store it inside, and this is also the main purpose of our treasure hunt!"
"As long as you find this kind of treasure land, you will benefit endlessly!"
Jin Renchuan said that the Dead Soul Realm is a special existence and an ancient battlefield. It is the result of the obsession of powerful monks. The monks who can create the Dead Soul Realm are all people who have reached the pinnacle of cultivation.
Most of the strong men at this level will have their resources taken away by the enemy after death, but there are still a considerable number of monks who will eventually transform into the Dead Soul World, waiting to be found by the destined person.
"Understood!"
Li Xiaobai nodded, there are really a lot of good things in it.
"Each Dead Soul Realm looks different. Search carefully. They are very special things. The tower is the most obvious one. I once encountered a needle for my brother. The Dead Soul Realm is hidden in the pinhole. If
It’s really hard to find unless you find it carefully. You must search carefully!”
“As soon as you find something, report it immediately!”
Jin Renchuan gave another instruction.
"yes!"
The group of people walked farther and farther, and were completely separated from the main force.
The scarlet soil beneath my feet turned into large expanses of dark green at some point.
[Attribute points + 100 million...]
[Attribute points + 200 million...]
[Attribute points + 300 million...]
【……】
The values on the system panel suddenly jumped. This dark green soil contained toxins, and as they continued to go deeper, the power of this toxin became more and more powerful.