There are more than 100,000 disciples of the Pure Land Buddhism, which can be said to be as numerous as a cow.

In this case, it is impossible to expect the management of the Pure Land Sect to pay attention to each disciple. It requires too much energy and will be too rewarded.

As Yu Shaohe said, there are so many disciples of the Pure Land Sect, and 1,800 deaths a year are not considered a big deal.

The big waves wash away the sand, and what is left is real gold.

The Pure Land Buddhism has expanded its enrollment in recent years in order to select talented and capable people from it, not to cultivate all disciples into strong ones.

Lin Mu did not refute, but his eyes were a little curious. The template of this thin disciple looked very much like the protagonist of the waste.

A powerful opponent, an unbearable body, an adventure, and these factors are combined together, and it is difficult not to make him have some associations.

Lin Mu recorded the name of the thin disciple and planned to pay attention to this disciple with the protagonist's fate if he could not leave the Pure Land Sect in the short term to see if he really had the protagonist's fate.

The competition was progressing rapidly, and Lin Mu gradually realized the trick.

Among the thousands of disciples who appeared on stage, most of them fought with magic. Only one percent of them had magic weapons, and about ten percent of them did not use magic. Nearly ninety percent of the remaining people could use magic.

This shows that nearly 90% of the disciples in the True Qi Realm have reached the True Qi Realm for a period of time. The threshold of the twenty-year-old realm is not difficult for the disciples of the Pure Land Sect.

Among these disciples who practice magic, there is also a huge gap in strength.

A powerful person can control four or five spells at the same time and knock the opponent down in one wave.

The weak are even unable to use a spell, and they are in danger when facing disciples who have not practiced spells. In the end, they rely on their powerful true qi cultivation to win.

There are also several who have been turned over. Because of insufficient proficiency in magic, the opponent seized the loophole and killed it with one blow.

Fighting with others is very dangerous. You must do your best to show your best posture, otherwise you may be defeated or killed by the weak if you are not careful.

Lin Mu was deeply moved and firmly thought of learning magic.

Of course, it is also good to have a flying sword.

"Shaohe, where is the place where disciples fight in our church on weekdays?"

Lin Mu felt itchy when he saw it, and he couldn't help but want to end up, but because of his reserved identity, he inquired about the future event venues.

Yu Shaohe knew the elegant meaning when he heard the string song, and replied: "The disciples practice hard on weekdays and gain something, they will compete and verify on the martial arts stage. However, today, all the outstanding disciples in the sect participated in the competition on the Peak Peak, and the martial arts stage was closed."

"Does the uncle of the junior teacher have itchy hands? I can arrange some young disciples to practice for you."

Lin Mu smiled carelessly: "Our sect has a lot of talents, and I am so excited that I will not waste my time. If the True Qi Realm can beat me, I will give him a pill of cleansing pill."

Yu Shaohe felt helpless about Lin Mu's behavior of not using bean bags as dry food, and shook his head and said, "The pill of air cleaning is too expensive, so it's better to call it a pill of Qi nourishing."

Lin Mu has become very clever now. He heard this and said lightly: "Practice with me, and the winner will be rewarded. The winner will be cleansing pill, and the loser will be nourishing pill. I am afraid that the disciples in the Qi Practice Realm will not be able to take away a single cleansing pill."

"You underestimate the disciples in the sect too much!"

Yu Shaohe laughed: "There are 50,000 disciples in the True Qi Realm in the Sect, and more than a thousand people are outstanding, all of whom are successful in practicing magic. More than a hundred people have practiced second-level magic in the True Qi Realm. It is only easy to defeat the monks in the True Qi Realm."

Lin Mu frowned, the more he spoke, the more he became more and more excessive.

He didn't say much to Yu Shaohe. When he went to the martial arts stage in the future, he naturally wanted people to know the reputation of the son of time travel.

The two of them chatted here, and a burst of cheers suddenly broke out among the disciples over there, as if something big happened.

Lin Mu looked at it, but because the distance was too far, Yu Shaohe next to him let out a light exclamation, and led Lin Mu to the top of a ring like a star-changing star.

On the ring, a quiet disciple controlled the waves to slowly retreat. Opposite him, the white-clothed disciple's body was pitch black as dark as ink, and it was like a tide, surging outward, as if the devil had been born.

Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, but then he understood and couldn't help but feel a little touched.

The first step in the cultivation method of immortality in this world is to visualize extraordinary objects to cultivate virtual spirits. These extraordinary objects are not just sacred objects, but naturally there are evil and chaotic things. For example, the virtual spirit visualized by this disciple at present is definitely within the category of evil.

As the black air surged out like a tide, an evil and trembling aura rose.

Lin Chaoyue cursed in his heart. As an excellent young disciple, he broke through the True Qi Realm when he was sixteen four years ago, which was considered to be the highest level. This year's competition was exactly the last chance he was at the age of twenty. For this reason, he worked hard and experienced life and death, and had already practiced to the point where he had all the meridians were open.

It can be said that I made all the preparations for this competition, and I just waited for a shocking splash.

But who would have thought that who would have thought that his opponent would have shown his cultivation level in the Open Source Realm?

The twenty-year-old Kaiyuan Realm should have been transformed into a core disciple. What fun can we make with?

Lin Chaoyue summoned a huge wave three feet high to prevent the black fog from approaching, stepped on the wind and quickly retreated, and pointed out the outline and cast new spells.

A giant sword with golden light condensed and formed behind him, and as he waved his hand, he slashed the violent wind in the sky and slashed towards the black fog.

Regardless of whether he is strong or not, let’s talk about it first!

Rumble!

The water waves seemed to be torn apart by the giant hands of the Five Elements, and the black fog rushed across the crack like waves, just in time to face the giant sword that was slashing down.

Lin Chaoyue stared at the black fog with his eyes. The giant sword was his spell "Xiangjin Sword". It was basically one of the strongest spells he mastered. Whether there could defeat the enemy's West can see whether the giant sword could cut through the black fog.

The giant sword slashed into the black fog.

Lin Chaoyue was stunned. He lost the sense of "Xuanjin Sword", and his spell was swallowed by the black fog.

Looking at the thick black fog that had already spread half of the ring, Lin Chaoyue took a deep breath, and the water waves rolled back to his side. Ice swords rose from the water waves, rotating side by side to meet the black fog.

Disappearing again without a trace.

"Is the magic in the open source realm so powerful?"

Lin Chaoyue was a little desperate. His best magic was destroyed without sound. How could he fight?

Outside the arena, Lin Mu activates his true energy and activates the Glazed Moon Blossom Bead. His eyes lit up and saw the disciples inside through the heavy black fog. The disciples were no longer human.

The naked part of the upper body was covered with dark scales, dense bone spurs appeared on the arms, and the face was also covered with black scales, and the whole person looked like a monster.

The picture flashed by, and Lin Mu could no longer see the picture in the black fog.

"Black Mist Eighty is probably just to cover up his appearance, but such a dark-like virtual spirit should have a significant impact on people, right?"

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a surging black fog on the ring, and two huge arms poked out from the black fog and grabbed the opponent, which was so fast that it was hard to react.

Lin Chaoyue was prepared to cast the water spell he was best at. The vast waves of water rolled and rotated under his control, trying to remove the huge force on the black fog arm.

However, under the power gap, his reaction seemed particularly weak and tragic.

Shuilang thought thin paper and was easily torn apart by the giant black fog hand. A little black light shot out from the crack of Shuilang like a sharp arrow, and turned into a huge mouth full of storm and rushed to Lin Chaoyue.

Lin Chaoyue could even see the gap between Sen Ran’s teeth in his mouth, which was very large.

"Damn it, I'll fight!"

Lin Chaoyue took out a piece of paper talisman in her palm, and faced her huge black mouth and her mouth was sharp and her teeth were still moving. She felt calm and calm when she collapsed in front of her.

However, in the eyes of the onlookers, he was clearly scared by the black giant mouth and did not even avoid such struggle.

Yu Shaohe frowned. He didn't remember the records of the dark demon god in the Pure Land Sect, and he didn't know where this disciple got the visualization method.

In fact, it doesn’t matter where you get the visualization method. It’s just that the disciple’s expression is fierce and his eyes are chaotic. He leaves no room for action. He is afraid that he will be deceived by the empty spirit and will be on the dead end.

There are countless creatures with extraordinary power in this world, some are sacred, some are evil, some are neutral, and not all of them can be visualized as virtual spirits.

If you accidentally visualize evil things, you will most likely fall, become demented, become demented, and die madly.

There is another great horror here, that is, the visual object is still alive and not far away. It is very likely that through the arrival of the virtual spirit, it will be swallowed by the practitioner as nutrients or refined into a clone. The practitioner will naturally complete the game, and lose his wife and his soldiers.

It is obvious that the disciples in the black fog should be filthed by the virtual spirit and guided to pursue power blindly. It is the spirit that controls people, not human spirit.

Lin Chaoyue was circulating his true energy and exploring the paper talisman to fight to the death. This competition is of great importance. He wants to try his best to win every opportunity and will never admit defeat before losing his shorts.

At this moment, the supervision of the competition was carried out by the suspended supervision, and the storm was stirring up on the ring. The eye of the wind blocked the way of the black giant mouth and swallowed the black giant mouth.

The eyes of the wind swept forward, and large patches of black mist surged into the eyes of the wind like a tide swallowed by a long whale.

A strange creature covered with black scales and bone spurs appeared from the black fog and was exposed to the sun.

"Humans, dare to ruin my good things..."

The black-scale monster blew black smoke and made a sharp scream. It fitted forward and rushed towards Lin Chaoyue, as if he was willing to fight Lin Chaoyue to death.

However, since the supervisor took action, Lin Chaoyue naturally felt relieved. Supervision is a master of the Hepo Realm, so he naturally would not be unable to deal with just monsters.

Yes, isn't Black Scale covered in body like a monster?

Lin Chaoyue's legs were locked firmly on the ground, and she was secretly happy. The victory that came to her door was so great.

"It's stubborn!"

The supervisor frowned, and after Feng's eyes caught the black-scale monster, he shook a few times like shaking a sack. He threw the disciple who had turned back to the human body to the law enforcement team members of the Lei Punishment Hall. Whether it was practicing evil skills and being occupied by the virtual spirit, or the crime of killing his fellow disciples was enough to keep him for several years.
Chapter completed!