After thinking about this, Long Chen suddenly didn't care anymore. He hugged Bai Xue and said, "Have you recovered? Master will teach you how to play!"
Bai Xue quickly huddled up, covering her vital parts, and begged: "Master, please spare Xue'er, Xue'er has something serious to say."
Business?
"What's the business?"
When Long Chen let go of Bai Xue, he had actually reached his limit. If he really wanted to clean up Bai Xue, he could only catch all the benefits.
Bai Xue said: "The elder just informed me that I will go to the Holy Blood Temple to take the test tomorrow."
test?
"What test?"
Long Chen only heard that there was a competition, but not any tests.
Bai Xue said innocently: "The master tests it with them and then decides where to enter. I don't know the details."
"I will take the master to the Holy Blood Temple tomorrow, and I will know then."
Long Chen nodded and said: "Oh, it might be a martial arts competition. It seems that everyone is here."
I calculated the time and it was right. I originally planned to compete at the beginning of spring, and then decided to join the Changsheng Sect.
If the Changsheng Sect sincerely accepts disciples, it is indeed a smart thing to do.
There are so many people in the world snatching 36 Holy Blood Tokens, and then they have to go through all kinds of difficulties and dangers. Those who can get here are all masters, each with their own methods.
It is true that you can recruit powerful people as disciples, which can be regarded as gathering the talents from all over the world and using them.
The question is, is the Changsheng Sect really recruiting disciples?
"Master, what are you thinking about?"
Bai Xue looked at Long Chen eagerly.
"I'm thinking, I'm going to punish you again!"
Because Bai Xue was following him, Long Chen had no way of sneaking out to inquire about the situation, making him very passive now.
Long Chen was a little unhappy and pressed Bai Xue on the pillow with his back to him.
"Master, please forgive me, Xue'er is so tired..."
Bai Xue's pleading look was pitiful... Long Chen finally couldn't do anything.
"have a rest."
Long Chen took Bai Xue into his arms, and Bai Xue slept on Long Chen's body.
Looking at Bai Xue's slightly twitching nose, Long Chen suddenly asked: "Xue'er, you won't bite me, right?"
Long Chen was really afraid that Xueer would suddenly reveal her two canine teeth and bite him on the neck, like a vampire zombie.
Xueer opened her eyes and giggled: "Yes, I can bite people."
Saying that, Xueer gently bit Long Chen.
"Oops, the bite hurts so much!"
Long Chen laughed and said.
Forget it, everyone was at Holy Snow Peak, so there was no point in worrying, so Long Chen simply relaxed and went to sleep.
...
When he woke up the next day, Long Chen changed his clothes and Xueer led the way. When he walked out of the yard, he saw two men wearing white masks leading everyone up the mountain.
Duan Chen and Gan Xin were walking in the team, and when they saw Long Chen, they immediately saluted and said hello.
"Xu Daxia, are you going to test with us too?"
"Xu Daxia should be treated differently."
Long Chen glanced at Master Ziyun, she had already changed her clothes and her clothes turned into mink velvet from Saint Xuefeng.
Master Ziyun glanced at Long Chen and continued walking up the mountain.
"What's the difference? Everyone has just landed on the island and will only know after the test."
"The junior may have to rely on the two seniors."
Long Chen laughed and walked up.
Long Chen calculated carefully. Including himself, there were a total of 31 people. In other words, some people received multiple Holy Blood Tokens, and some Holy Blood Tokens may not have returned.
Everyone followed the leader in the white mask and walked up. The houses and courtyards were better as they went up. Everyone knew that the higher they lived, the higher their level. They couldn't help but look at Long Chen secretly.
These people are all elites. After landing on the island, they lived in a courtyard at the foot of the mountain, but Long Chen had a separate courtyard and a stunning maid to serve him. He was definitely not convinced.
Today's test, everyone wants to see if they are worse than Long Chen.
Long Chen didn't do anything special, but just mixed in with the crowd and chatted casually with the people around him.
Bai Xue followed Long Chen closely like a piece of shit.
Walking all the way to the mountainside, there is a large cave on the mountainside. At the door is an exquisite archway carved in white marble, with three large bloody characters written on it: Holy Blood Temple.
There were two guards in green masks standing at the door, holding a pure iron spear in their hands.
Under the leadership of the white masked messenger, everyone filed in.
The Holy Blood Temple is a temple made of a cave, surrounded by pitch black, with huge luminous pearls placed on the walls, emitting a light green light.
The black walls and black ground, Long Chen estimated, were basalt formed after a volcanic eruption.
The light of the luminous pearl combined with the black color of the basalt makes the Holy Blood Temple look very strange.
Why can't it be sunny?
Long Chen secretly complained in his heart, is the villain the villain?
At the end, there is a high platform. There are two lamps on the left and right of the platform. There are two huge luminous pearls in the crystal cover.
In the middle stands a woman in a red mask with an orchid tattooed on the mask. She is the Zuo Protector.
Long Chen did not stand at the front, but was mixed in the middle, with Bai Xue still following beside him.
Protector Zuo glanced at the crowd below, and everyone became quiet.
"Today, a test will be conducted here. Those with good qualifications will be admitted to the Upper House, and those with poor qualifications will be admitted to the Lower House."
"Okay, the test begins!"
Protector Zuo's voice was cold, and his brown-red eyes showed no emotion at all.
After Protector Zuo finished speaking, two men in white masks carried a box and placed it in front of the stage.
The box was opened, revealing a black stone.
"One drop of blood each!"
The man in the white mask took out a dagger and stood nearby.
There was a commotion among everyone. Everyone thought that the test should be a martial arts competition or something, but they didn't expect that it was just a drop of blood. It was so simple?
"Is one drop of blood enough?"
"Isn't it about the martial arts competition at Saint Xuefeng?"
"The rumors turned out to be false."
"It doesn't matter if it's a drop of blood, it saves everyone from fighting. It's not easy to get here."
"That's right, we will all be brothers in the same discipline from now on."
The man in the white mask looked at the first person on the left, the young man with a bumpy face, Jiang Wu, a lay disciple of Baoguo Temple in Nanliang.
Jiang Wu came out and stretched out his index finger. The man in the white mask made a slash, and a drop of blood fell on the stone.
Jiang Wu watched nervously as the blood slowly seeped into the stone. Others also craned their necks to watch.
The man in the white mask stared at the blood on the stone with his gray eyes, and said coldly: "Shanghaiyuan!"
Jiang Wu was overjoyed and said, "Thank you very much!"
Then he turned around and bowed to the others: "I accept it, I accept it."
Obviously, Jiang Wu was very happy to enter the Upper House.
"Stand over there!"
The man in the white mask pointed to the open space on the left, and Jiang Wu immediately walked over and stood there.
"Next person!"
The next one is Duan Chen, the head of Ling Jianxuan.
Duan Chen stepped forward and stretched out his index finger. The man in the white mask made a slash, and a drop of blood fell into the stone...
Blood penetrates very slowly...
Duan Chen watched nervously, he didn't know what the criteria for judgment were.
The man in the white mask said coldly: "The Lower Courtyard! Go over there!"
Duan Chen was confused and said in shock: "Why am I the lower court? Is it a mistake?"
Duan Chen and Jiang Wu tried their hand at each other, but Jiang Wu's cultivation was not as good as Duan Chen's. Why did Jiang Wu go to the upper courtyard, but he went to the lower courtyard?
The man in the white mask looked at Duan Chen coldly with his gray eyes, pointed to the right, and said coldly: "Go over there!"
