Chapter 527 The Yiren Under the Moon

hum!

A clear wave came from Zhuo Fan's body, and then with a whimper, a blue flame burned on his forehead.

Yuan Lao was startled, and his pupils couldn't help but tremble, full of surprise.

The next moment, but hearing a soft sound, Zhuo Fan's whole body aura suddenly increased several times again, and the moment he stood so quietly, his cultivation level broke through from the sixth level of the Profound Sky to the seventh level of the Profound Sky.

Yuan Lao looked horrified and secretly admired.

Thinking about this kid, after seeing this Asura Field, he felt a little comprehension in his heart, and his state of mind has improved for a while, which will lead to an instant improvement in his cultivation.

But even so, state of mind is state of mind, and cultivation is cultivation. Your cultivation base determines your current strength, and your state of mind determines your future strength, and there is no direct connection between the two.

The improvement of the state of mind is also difficult to promote the improvement of the cultivation base. From ancient times to the present, there are very few people who can do it, and it is extremely rare.

But now, Zhuo Fan has done it, which can only show that this son has a high understanding, which is rare in the world, and is really a talented person!

Shuangtong couldn't help but move, Yuan Lao stared at Zhuo Fan excitedly, his throat was a little dry. When Zhuo Fan's momentum had stabilized, Qing Yan retracted, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes that were like discovering gold still released a dazzling light without blinking.

Uh……

Wrinkling his brows slightly, Zhuo Fan was stared at by the old guy's fiery eyes, and he felt a little awkward, coughed dryly, and said lightly: "Cough cough... Yuan Lao, what do you mean? Now, don't come to me, I'm not good at this!"

Unconsciously startled, Yuan Lao thought about it for a long time, and then he could not help but smile and said: "Mr. Zhuo, don't misunderstand, although the old man is old, he is also straight!"

As soon as these words came out, the two looked at each other again and laughed out loud.

"By the way, Mr. Yuan, I really didn't expect that the clerk's choice of materials would be such a choice!" After laughing, Zhuo Fan and Mr. Yuan walked back side by side, Zhuo Fan pondered for a while, and said doubtfully: "It's just that Mr. Yuan It's a miracle that your strength can survive so many times in the Shura field!"

"Hey, what is a miracle is not a miracle, it's just that everyone's way of living is different. The strong have the way of survival for the strong, and the weak also have the way of survival for the weak. Besides, in the old days, there was no such rule as the Shura field. The elders of the door are all here to select the training materials. The old man is afraid of being selected and deliberately suppresses his cultivation. The elders don’t like it, so he survived. Later, the old man was the oldest and spent the longest time here, so it is logical. The stewards here have a gold medal for avoiding death and are out of the sea of ​​misery!"

"Oh, the rules of this Shura field..." With a frown, Zhuo Fan said in doubt.

Looking left and right, seeing no one, Yuan Laocai cautiously whispered: "Zhuo Fan, let me tell you, in fact, the rules of this Shura Field were decided by Lord Kuilang after he came here!"

"Hey, why did he do this?" Zhuo Fan said oddly with a move in his heart.

Unconsciously chuckling, Yuan Lao said lightly: "Zhuofan, you know that there are two types of people in this utility room. One is the eliminated disciples, and there are only two of them. They are either used as practice materials, or one is Soaring into the sky and becoming a deacon elder. There is another category of strong people who are punished here. They are guilty of their own crimes, so naturally they do not have so many ways to survive, and I am afraid they will stay here for life. However, there is a rule in the sect, Those who have made great achievements, no matter what the fault is in front of you, you can let go of it!"

"That's for people outside. They've all been assigned to the utility room. What kind of merit can they make?" With a sneer, Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly.

Yuan Lao also laughed, but said noncommittally: "That can't be said, just like the old man said before, the strong will always be the strong, and those who want to make merit can think of ways to make merit anywhere. Just like now, If this Asura field continues, it will be a great achievement!"

"Oh, why did you say this?" Zhuo Fan wondered uncontrollably.

Raising his head to look at the sky, Old Yuan's eyes flashed, and he said faintly, "Although people in the utility room knew there was a way to survive, there were only a few who could rush out, so most people were mediocre and able to survive. Lives are counted day by day, and people like this old man are trying their best to suppress their cultivation, for fear that they will be taken away by the elders who practice magic arts. Therefore, the previous training materials are relatively poor!"

"But now, with the rules of the Shura Field, if the people in the utility room want to live longer, they must practice hard and be stronger than others. For a while, the overall strength is rising, and the elders in the sect have practiced the materials. The quality has also risen rapidly! Moreover, the Shura Field will give people the illusion that their own destiny is in their own hands. Those who died in battle are used as training materials, and those who survive will naturally continue to live for a long time, and will not let the elders anymore. Picked it away. If you are stronger than others, you can live, and if you are weaker than others, you will die. In this way, the overall strength of the utility room is about to approach the outer disciples."

"Especially, after Yueling came, some rules have been improved. Those below the Bone Forging Realm don't have to participate in the Shura Field, so as to ensure that the fresh blood will not dry up, and they will do things like fish. Their overall strength will be quite high, which is a great achievement. The two of them may be able to return to the inner sect with this!"

Zhuo Fan nodded clearly and knew in his heart that the two of them acted like this, which was clearly a technique of attacking the heart, throwing these eliminated ones who had no love, and then throwing them back into the forest law of the jungle, arousing the wildness in their hearts.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, they are indeed a group of lambs to be slaughtered, but in the Shura field, each of them is a beast fighting for survival.

It is conceivable that if such a group of people can obtain sufficient cultivation resources

In terms of Yuan, its future development potential is definitely higher than that of some inner disciples!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan nodded lightly and murmured: "Could it be that... that Xie Wuyue threw Lao Tzu here to let me take charge of the utility room and make great achievements for the sect first? "

"What, what did you say?" Yuan Lao was taken aback and looked at him.

Zhuo Fan shook his head and laughed out loud: "It's nothing, I'm just sighing, these two people are really fucking talented. It's a pity not to be reused by the sect!"

"Yeah!" Yuan Lao nodded with a smile, and said leisurely.

"By the way, what did they do to be punished here?" With a flash of light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan asked again. But before Old Yuan could answer, a coquettish rebuke was clearly heard in their ears.

Swish swish!

The bright moon is in the sky, and the silver veil is draped over the cold ground after nightfall. A graceful body dances gracefully under the starry sky. The light of the knife in his hand is like a nebula. .

Zhuo Fan stared there blankly, as if watching a beautiful fairy dancing, the corner of his mouth drew a happy arc, and clapped his hands: "Good swordsmanship, Miss Yue'er, we meet again!"

The graceful figure stopped abruptly, under the background of the moonlight, Yue'er's beautiful face was covered with frost. Glancing at Zhuo Fan, he still turned his head indifferently!

But before she could continue to practice, Zhuo Fan's noisy voice sounded again: "Miss Yue'er, it's such a coincidence that you were also sent to the utility room!"

She couldn't help but stagnate, Yue'er almost stumbled and fell to the ground, then turned her head to look at Zhuo Fan angrily, and said bitterly: "You were only sent to the utility room!"

"Yeah, I'm in the utility room!" Zhuo Fan laughed shyly, not at all embarrassed.

Yue'er was speechless for a while, gritted her teeth in hatred, while Yuan Lao was silently looking up to the sky and grinning again and again.

After pondering for a while, Yue'er suddenly showed a sarcastic smile, and said disdainfully, "When I first came here, I said that I wanted to be an elite disciple and a sect master, but I didn't even get in the door of the main hall, so I was sent to this utility room, really. Hu bragging, it's ridiculous, hum!"

"Hey, how do you know that I didn't enter the door of the main hall? Could it be that... you have inquired about me and are concerned about me?" His eyes lit up, Zhuo Fan laughed out loud.

But hearing this, Yue'er's face turned red, and she said angrily: "Who cares about you, it's just that your scandal has spread throughout the sect. After entering the sect, the elders of the sect didn't even bother to see them. You were the first one to be assigned to the utility room in the past!"

"Oh, that's the case!" Zhuo Fan nodded clearly, with a frightening light flashing in his eyes.

He is now completely certain that he is definitely being targeted as soon as he enters the sect. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be known to everyone in such a short period of time as an ordinary disciple.

However, as they entered the utility room, those people should have withdrawn their attention.

Otherwise, there will be a mixed bag of fish and dragons in the handyman room, which is a good time to start.

After thinking about this, Zhuo Fan looked at Yue'er again and said with a smile: "Miss Yue'er, apart from you thinking about me these days, has Senior Sister Meier ever thought of me?"

"Cut, Senior Sister, she doesn't know..." Yue'er was about to answer, but she froze for a while, and her cheeks immediately turned red. She only found out now that she got into Zhuo Fan's trap again, and was furious: "I... I didn't think about you..."

Hahaha……

Old Yuan couldn't help laughing again and again, shaking his head, thinking secretly. This Zhuo Fan is as rumored, treacherous and cunning, and he has a trick to deal with ignorant girls!

But it was fine that he didn't laugh. When he did laugh, Nayue'er couldn't help but be even more embarrassed. He gritted his teeth fiercely, and a naked murderous intent flashed in his eyes. With a wave of his machete, he slashed at the two of them.

Old Yuan was startled, and hurriedly hid behind Zhuo Fan, but Zhuo Fan still smiled and was not afraid. Just before the sword light was about to approach, with quick eyes and quick hands, he grabbed her wrist.

She shook her hand, but when she heard the sound of "Oops", the machete fell to the ground, and Yue'er's brows were deeply wrinkled, and cold sweat poured down her forehead!

With a frown, Zhuo Fan hurriedly released her wrist and wondered: "It's impossible for me to hurt you with the strength I just did, why are you in such pain? Could it be that... your injury wasn't healed last time?"

"It's none of your business!" Yue'er snorted softly, showing a stubborn look.

But at this moment, there was another coquettish shout, but it sounded in the air: "Bold, who is bullying my sister..."