Lu Li frowned slightly and stood in the middle of the hall with his head lowered.
Like him, the other nine disciples beside him also looked nervous and uneasy, and did not dare to breathe.
In front of them, an old man in black robes sat on a big bone chair, his eyes were as scarlet as ghosts, and his whole body exuded a terrifying pressure like a mountain.
This man is Lu Li's master, the real ghost demon, a late-stage Jindan cultivator, and a bloodthirsty and murderous person.
If something doesn't go his way, he will kill someone to vent his anger.
"March has arrived. Today, my teacher is here to check your cultivation."
The demon master spoke.
The voice was cold and bone-chilling, as if it would freeze one's soul into ice.
As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed: "Xiao Yan, you come first."
"yes."
The disciple whose name was called responded, took a step forward with fear and fear, and said with great respect: "Master, this disciple specializes in the blood-devouring demon technique. Please examine it, master."
After saying that, he started to perform the exercises.
Blah blah blah.
Accompanied by the sound of the river surging, a stream of bright red blood emerged from between his eyebrows, lingering around his body, spinning constantly and very flexibly.
This is the blood-devouring demonic energy produced by the blood-devouring demon technique.
The charioteer goes out, pounces on the enemy, and can drain the enemy's energy and blood in the blink of an eye, which is very weird and terrifying.
"If you have more than enough dexterity, but not enough demonic power, you will have to suck more blood in the future, preferably the blood of a cultivator."
Demon Master said coldly.
"Disciple thanks Master for his guidance."
The entry-level disciple named Xiao Yan wiped his sweat, bowed respectfully, and returned to the queue.
"Han Li, come here."
Then, the demon master named another person.
An entry-level disciple named Han Li walked out of the array, his face was pale, and he bowed tremblingly: "This disciple is practicing the White Bone Heart-Destroying Palm. Please test it, Master."
Afterwards, he began to practice his skills in the hall, with fierce strength and sharp moves.
But just in the middle of the trick, the demon master coldly snorted: "Humph, your Bone Heart-Destroying Palm is soft and soft, without a trace of murderous intent. I guess you usually just test it with chickens, ducks, tigers and leopards, so what use do you have!"
The words fell.
Whoosh.
A ray of black energy flew out from his body and turned into a ten-meter-long giant black energy snake halfway up the path. It opened its ferocious mouth and swallowed the beginner disciple in one gulp.
"Ah! Master, please don't..."
The beginner disciple only had time to scream before he was swallowed into the snake's belly.
Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the giant black gas snake circled, shrunk, and turned into a drop of blood, slowly flying back to the Demon Demon.
The real ghost demon opened his mouth and sucked it, then swallowed the drop of blood into his stomach. His scarlet eyes shot out a cold light: "Humph, I don't accept waste under my sect! If you don't practice hard, this is what will happen!"
"Disciple understands."
All the disciples quickly paid their respects.
Some people were so frightened that they trembled all over.
At the end of the array, although Lu Li was not trembling, his face was bitter.
With a silent thought in his mind, he summoned the system panel.
Host: land carp.
Realm, the first level of Qi refining.
Blood-devouring Demon Skill: First level (progress 1%).
Bone Heart-Destroying Palm: First level (progress 5%).
Seven Killing Fists: First level (progress 0%).
Ghostly Ghost Step: First level (progress 10%).
The system panel is very simple.
But it is indeed his plug-in.
That's right, the land carp came through time.
Before time travel, he was a game developer and was developing a hang-up game, but died suddenly.
After traveling through time, he became an entry-level disciple of the Yinming Ghost Sect.
The game he just developed has become his plug-in. Once you learn any skill, you can practice it on your own.
but:
"Because your Blood Devouring Demonic Skill did not absorb human blood, you are in a low mood and your practice has regressed."
"Your Bone-Destroying Heart Palm, because you only kill chickens and ducks, you are not satisfied and there is no progress in your cultivation."
"Your Seven Killing Fist is very dissatisfied with your kind heart, and your practice has regressed."
"Your Spirit Ghost Shadow Step has not been fused with the power of the ghost ghost, so it has insufficient energy and has made no progress in practice."
Looking at the records on the system log, Lu Li sighed secretly.
He really couldn't get over his own hurdle.
Moreover, he is so weak that he cannot even defeat the servants from the outer sect. Even if he is ruthless enough to practice magic, he still cannot kill anyone.
Just as I was thinking about it, a scream of 'ah' came into my ears.
Another person was swallowed!
Lu Li looked up and found that there were two people left, and it was his turn.
Are you going to die again?
Looking at the real ghost on the bone chair, Lu Li felt a wave of powerlessness in his heart.
"Hmph, the Seven Killing Fist kills yourself first and then kills others. What the hell are you doing with your practice? Die!"
The demon master snorted coldly.
boom.
The disciple who had just gone up to practice the exercises exploded and died.
It didn't take long.
"The phantom's steps are as fast as those of a ghost, but your steps are even slower than the steps of my grandmother who have been dead for many years. Die!"
The murderous voice of the demon master sounded again.
boom.
Another entry-level disciple exploded on the spot, turning into blood mist that filled the sky, and was directly sucked up by the angry demon master.
Then, a cold and piercing gaze shot at Lu Li.
Lu Li sighed secretly in his heart and turned a little pale.
It's his turn!
"Huh? Lu Li, what are you doing? I have taught you the four magic arts, but you have made no progress at all?" Suddenly, the demon master flashed in front of Lu Li and asked sullenly.
"..."
Lu Li smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer.
Could it be that I am a good person and am not suitable for practicing magic skills?
Saying this will definitely kill you.
Therefore, Lu Li thought about it, mustered up his courage, and bowed solemnly: "Master, I have thoroughly understood the technique. Please give me another month, and I will definitely satisfy the Master!"
"Hmph! If I hadn't seen that you have good qualifications, I would have slapped you into a pumpkin pie! If I give you another month, if you fail to practice, I would have skinned you and turned you into a straw man!"
The real ghost said in a gloomy way.
Peel off the skin and fill it with grass?
When Lu Li heard this, his heart trembled and his face turned pale.
Swish.
The real ghost demon flashed and retreated to the big bone chair with cold eyes: "I am very dissatisfied with this inspection! Next month, you will still be such useless people and you will all die! Get out!"
After saying that, he waved his hand.
A strong wind blew up.
In an instant, the remaining seven disciples were swept out of the cave.
"Disciple resigns."
The seven disciples didn't dare to get angry. They bowed their hands again and then dared to turn around and leave.
Before leaving, several fellow disciples glanced at Lu Li with schadenfreude.
In the Yinming Gui Sect, a Jindan elder usually only accepts two or three disciples at a time. They wish that Lu Li, a guy with good qualifications, would die early and then become the true disciple of Gui Mo Zhenren.
What to do now?
Lu Li stood halfway up the mountain, looking at the endless sea of clouds in front of him, feeling confused for a while.
Can we just wait to die?
Traveling through time again?
However, the Yinming Ghost Sect is a sect within the Demon Religion that specializes in raising ghosts and refining their souls. If they were killed by the Demon Realm, they would definitely lose their souls.
Can we travel through time again?
Besides, in this world of immortals and demons, if you don’t cultivate immortality, wouldn’t your trip be in vain?
Thinking of this, Lu Li was a little reluctant.
You have to practice hard!
But even if I work hard, I won't be able to improve my cultivation much in a month.
After thinking about it, the only way is to choose a magic skill that suits you, practice it quickly, and show the progress of your training that satisfies the demon master.
I have to go to the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion again!
Having made up his mind, Lu Li followed the mountain path and hurried to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.