"Turtle..." The monster raised its head, looked at Wang Bin, murmured this word, and suddenly kowtowed, "Forgive me, Uncle Qilin, I didn't mean to say this word."
This monster's depressed anus and flowers are so tight, this is so unfair.
In his opinion, Wang Bin's cultivation level is worse than that, but he can just call him "Little Turtle" without any problem. He accidentally said the word "turtle", but was threatened to have his armor stripped off and eaten...
"Brother Bin is my master, what do you think?" Little Turtle raised his head and said proudly and loudly while despising the pangolin.
"It turns out that he is the master of Uncle Qilin, and he has missed his welcome!" The monster quickly laughed in apology, "I wonder if you are looking for me, what can I teach you?"
"Ahem!"
Wang Bin's thick old face turned red. He only knew that he was here for training and didn't know anything about pangolins. What should he say?
"Little turtle, you have to learn to be on your own, otherwise, how can I safely entrust you with important responsibilities in the future?"
"What the master taught me is that I will work hard!" Little Turtle raised his fist and said seriously.
Seeing the little turtle's humble posture, the monster thought it was because he was dazzled. He racked his brains and didn't know how this person became the master of the little turtle. If there is no cultivation, is there any other way?
What's the point?
The next moment, when it heard the little turtle talking to it, it suddenly realized that it didn't matter what he was capable of, as long as it knew that the other person was the uncle's uncle, so don't mess with him, that would be fine.
"Of course I came here to sign a contract with you!" Little Turtle rolled his eyes.
Everyone looked at each other, and Wang Bin was even more puzzled. Was this the time to ask him to accept another contracted beast?
As he said, he really looked down upon such a cowardly monster.
"Little Turtle, the two of you are enough!" Wang Bin just finished speaking, and then he remembered that he had just let Little Turtle take charge of his own business, and he stopped talking.
"Master, it's not a contract between master and servant, but a contract of testing!" Little Turtle said anxiously.
"A test also has a contract?"
Everyone was surprised, even the Silver Dragon looked puzzled. It had lived in this land for a long time and had never heard of the tests and contracts here.
"It's rare to find many monsters. This demon is the guardian of this place. Do you believe it when I say it?" When the pangolin monster said proudly, everyone looked at it in even more surprise. It actually said that it was the guardian of this place?
"Don't listen to it. In fact, you have been tricked and forced to be a gatekeeper here for the rest of your life!"
"..." The pangolin cried. What if the person you promised is not to be dismantled? "Uncle Qilin, please don't slap me in the face!"
"Thank you for having the nerve to say not to slap me in the face. When I first came here three thousand years ago, if you had come out earlier and signed a contract with me, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed!" Little Turtle snorted heavily.
"Didn't we not know each other at that time?" the pangolin said aggrievedly.
"Don't you have eyes? I'm so powerful, but you still can't see that anyone will come over to please me..."
Seeing everyone's strange expressions, especially Wang Bin, Xiaogui added, "Of course, except the master!"
"Back then, if I had known that you were really that strong, Mr. Qilin, or that your domineering aura was leaking out for a moment, we could have been more conspicuous, right?"
Thinking of what happened back then, Pangolin's face turned green. He was afraid that what happened back then would happen again, so he quickly said: "Uncle Qilin, please spare me this time. I will be happy to sign the contract!"
It lowered its head, causing the smooth stone on its forehead to slightly arch outward. The grass on the stone also gave off a dim light at this moment.
"Master, please put a drop of blood on this grass!" the little turtle said respectfully.
"Is blood essence necessary?"
Wang Bin asked. Seeing Xiao Gui nodding, he was immediately very confused, but he didn't ask any more questions.
Believing in one's peers is the most excellent quality of a leader.
He stepped forward and without biting his finger, he directly controlled the spiritual power in his body and forced out a drop of blood essence.
Humans have three treasures: essence, qi, and spirit!
There are thousands of practitioners in the world, but generally speaking, they can be divided into Jing Dao, Qi Dao, and Shinto!
Qi Dao is the spiritual practice that everyone is familiar with. Warriors all follow this path;
Shinto is the cultivation of the soul, among which warlocks are the most devout believers;
The Jing Dao, on the other hand, is about cultivating the human body and body. Once this path is completed, it will be comparable to the peak warriors and sorcerers. However, in this Thunder Dragon Continent, there are too few people who specialize in this path.
However, the so-called training of the flesh and body by warriors is far from the real physical training of Jingdao!
Therefore, the so-called blood essence is the essence of the body. It is not just blood. Even if it is just a drop, it is no worse than a large amount of ordinary blood.
Therefore, although signing this contract only forced out a drop of blood, it also made Wang Bin's face pale in an instant.
"Brother Bin, are you okay?"
Shi Jiuliu quickly stepped forward to support Wang Bin. Although the blood hadn't dripped yet, her face was as pale as Wang Bin's.
"Good girl, brother is fine, don't worry!" Wang Bin comforted, then looked at the red-dyed grass with burning eyes.
The essence and blood he dripped on it are slowly being absorbed, as if they were drunk. From the leaves to the rhizomes, they slowly turn red, visible to the naked eye!
Until the entire grass was dyed red, at this time, the grass grew rapidly, and when it reached about half a meter high, a fruit suddenly appeared among the leaves.
The fruit was red and strange, but the most terrifying thing was that it had a pattern on it that looked very much like a skull, which seemed to mean death.
This is indeed the case. Little Turtle said: "This fruit is the fruit of the hell contract. It will only appear if you sign a contract with this guardian beast. After taking it, you can turn on the hell mode!"
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what it was talking about. Little Turtle pointed at the basin and said, "Look at this basin, do you think it is normal?"
Only then did everyone take a closer look at the basin in front of them. They were a little disapproving of it before, but at this moment, no matter how stupid they were, they knew it was unusual.
"Here, there is also a strong gathering of spiritual power, filled with murderous intent!" Xiao, who has the highest level of cultivation, was the first to see the problem. Others also felt it one after another.
Little Turtle nodded and said: "This place has a barrier just like the ghost labyrinth. You can't see the real situation here!"
"Yes, gentlemen and aunts, when you go in, you will find that there are hundreds of monsters in the underworld vortex, or humans are challenging it!" The pangolin monster quickly justified the name of the place it protects.
"So what's going on in Hell Mode?" Wang Bin asked directly.
"Returning to the master, as the name suggests, turning on the hell mode means that the difficulty of the challenge will increase several times!"
As soon as Little Turtle finished speaking, Wang Bin's eyes widened, and there was a bang in his head, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was completely stunned.
How could the monsters under him be like this? Their strength deceived their master?