At this moment in the Baobei Lake Hall, the elder was sitting high on a chair, quietly watching over the rows of coffins in front of him.
As the elder in charge of Baobao Lake, he has no idea how many times he has experienced this kind of thing.
But today, he was extremely nervous, and his eyes kept looking towards the last coffin from time to time.
That coffin was Russell's.
“I wonder if this little guy can bring any surprises?”
The elder murmured to himself that there were many treasures in the Treasure Lake, but they were not so easy to salvage.
Judging from the performance of previous disciples, it is very remarkable to find a mid-grade magical weapon.
After all, not all Maoshan disciples can break through to the level of Earth Master, and the middle level is already very good for them.
A top-grade magical weapon
Except for Xiaojiu who touched a Bagua mirror when he started out, and Xiaoshijian who touched a wooden stake method, there was no one of the same generation who was better than them.
Unfortunately, Xiao Shijian went astray...
The elder couldn't help but feel a little sad. The spiritual energy in the world was scarce. Although Maoshan was a good place for disciples, the disciples were still worse than the previous generation.
There aren’t even a few disciples heading to Neimao, let alone Heavenly Masters!
Just as he was lost in thought, a huge beam of light appeared on the coffin. The big red coffin suddenly became enchanting and kept shaking.
The elder was not in a hurry and just watched quietly. This meant that someone had found the treasure they wanted or their spirit was too weak to stay in the Treasure Lake.
Soon, a disciple stood up from the bed, holding a low-grade magic weapon in his hand, with a look of shame on his face.
The result was not very good, just barely average, but slightly better than returning empty-handed.
A trace of disappointment flashed across the elder's eyes, and he sat there silently. Then, one disciple after another woke up, and the time intervals between them became shorter and shorter.
Among the dozen or so disciples, nine had low-grade magic weapons and secret books, only two had mid-grade magic weapons, and a few had secret books.
This level is even worse than the previous class, there is not even one decent talent.
The elder's eyes became more and more disappointed, and his heart became more and more helpless. The Maoshan disciples were really getting worse with each generation.
He concentrated his attention and kept his sights completely on the last coffin, which contained all his hope.
Many disciples retreated silently, standing there dejectedly. Some of them had sharp eyes and secretly looked at Russell's coffin.
This legendary genius.
An unimaginable monster.
What kind of things will you get
Time passed by bit by bit, and the hall remained silent. The disciples' eyes became more and more horrified, and even the elders' faces became more and more delighted.
The longer you stay in the Treasure Lake, the stronger your soul will be and the greater the chance of encountering treasures.
However, what the treasure is ultimately depends on fate.
Fate is wonderful!
"I hope this little guy can understand what I said before and take the bait."
While the elder was deep in thought, a series of exclamations were heard in the hall, and the group of disciples were all in an uproar.
He looked up and suddenly found a pillar of light appearing above Russell's coffin.
Such a strong fluctuation
The elder lost his composure when he saw this, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Top-grade magic weapon?"
The beam of light reached up to the sky, but was blocked by the rooftop guardian of the hall. The entire hall was illuminated by golden light, shining brightly.
The next moment, a vast and powerful momentum swept over, making all the disciples look embarrassed. The pressure like a mountain almost made them kneel down.
The elder's face flushed red, feeling the mighty momentum, he couldn't help but said word by word, "Earth Master, Earth Master Fourth Level!"
He couldn't help but feel dizzy. Not to mention his age, his cultivation level was simply unbelievable.
Moreover, Russell suppressed many elders with one hand. With that kind of fighting power and cultivation level, he is definitely a peerless monster with transcendental cultivation level!
What a monster!
The elder slapped his thigh excitedly, looked up to the sky and laughed like a madman.
"Maoshan, my Maoshan is rich!!!"
Maoshan, which had become more and more decadent with each generation, finally had a pillar.
He dared to swear that with Russell around, Maoshan would be prosperous for at least another three hundred years!
Looking at the somewhat crazy elder, the disciples in the hall also had rosy faces and couldn't help but laugh.
Although it is a sad thing to be born in the same era as a genius, it would be great if it was one of ours!
I can't be a big shot, but I can hug big shots. ╮(￣▽￣)╭
Come on, big guy!
mighty!
And at this time in the Baby Lake.
Russell was with his five hearts facing the sky, madly absorbing the endless energy around him and feeling the powerful force in his body.
He had no idea that he had gained a bunch of little fans.
The corners of his mouth kept rising, and he was extremely happy.
In just one month, he was promoted from the third level of Earth Master to the fourth level. If Uncle Jiu knew about this, his jaw would probably drop in shock.
"The fourth level of Earth Master!"
Russell was in a trance, and suddenly a strange picture appeared in his mind. Everyone was surrounding him and there was a huge rock in front of them.
And a voice appeared in his ears, cold and without any emotion.
"Power of the Earth, fourth stage!"
This strange feeling scared Russell so much that he shook his head violently and shuddered all over. Why did he think of such a strange picture
I don’t have a fiancée!
I don’t have any three-year agreement!
You are slandering me!
Russell shook his head and was about to log off, leave this fantasy world and return to the Maoshan Hall, but he heard a voice in his ears, and it was his junior uncle's voice.
"Wait a minute, I have one more thing to do!"
What are you doing
Before he could ask, a big hand scooped him out of the lake like a chicken.
Russell couldn't move and could only roll his eyes in mid-air.
Junior uncle-master, can’t you just speak nicely if you have something to say
"when!"
Before he landed on the ground, Russell's head was hit by a brain-crushing sound, a golden light flashed, and it was extremely painful.
"Hey, little thing, I told you not to whisper about me in front of me!"
The junior uncle touched his fingers and found that his One Finger Zen Kung Fu was still not outdated. It was all honed through the tears of countless Maoshan disciples.
Really good!
"You kid, after you get out, remember to participate in the peak trials of the ten major sects, no, the nine major sects."
"Nine major sects?"
Russell was a little confused. Which nine major sects were they
"It is naturally the Eighteen Heavens of the Underworld. The ten major righteous sects in the human world are just branches. The real sects are all in the Underworld."
Junior Uncle Master explained in detail, "Each sect occupies a level of the sky. Longhu Mountain is in the sky, Taiyi Dao was destroyed and fell into the netherworld, and the other nine major righteous sects occupied the ninth level of the sky."
"And Nei Mao, right there!"
A decent group occupied the first level of heaven.
Russell scratched his head and thought, "Oh my god, how big is it?"