"Since Junior Uncle Master wants you to represent Maoshan in the Peak Trial."
The head of the sect was standing in front of a huge magic circle, fiddling with a roulette wheel with his left hand.
The light golden halo had layers upon layers upon layers, no more, no less, exactly eighteen, which corresponded to the eighteen layers of hell.
And the fourth one among them had a dim look, which was particularly obvious compared with the other golden marks.
"These four levels belong to the Netherworld, and the small world you are visiting this time once belonged to the Taiyi Evil Sect!"
Russell was standing next to the sect leader, and he heard clearly that the sect leader had just called the once righteous sect Taiyi Dao an evil sect.
If it were before, he would have seemed a little confused.
But after his junior uncle's explanation, he immediately understood.
Perhaps 500 years ago, the leader might not have participated in that battle, but people close to her master and ancestors would most likely have been affected.
By this calculation, Taiyi Dao and Maoshan have a deep blood feud!
No wonder Taiyi Dao is called evil.
I am the righteous path, and those who are my enemies are all evil.
The headmaster tapped the turntable in his hand and said slowly, "So, where are you going this time?"
"Hell of Knife Mountain!"
She moved her finger lightly, and a bright golden light shone out from the roulette wheel and fell on the gray magic circle.
The magic circle carved on the ground shone brightly, revealing all kinds of mysterious array patterns. The brilliant light even attracted the attention of all the Maoshan disciples.
Looking at this pillar of light reaching the sky, the disciples felt particularly sad and envious.
Such a legend has been circulating in Maoshan.
In another world, there is the real fairy mountain Maoshan. Only by entering there can one be considered to have stepped into the world of cultivation and move towards a further and higher level.
What does further and higher mean
Longevity!
Perhaps by the time those geniuses go into seclusion, people like us will become old and feeble, or even turn into dry bones.
What a huge gap! !
"Go over there and be careful."
Uncle Jiu gave some instructions, his eyes full of reluctance. He knew very well that it was easy to go but difficult to come back.
Even a genius like Russell couldn't be sure.
But Uncle Jiu didn't say it explicitly. Instead, he gave detailed instructions, such as eating well, dressing well, not being too naughty, not getting into trouble, running away if you can't win, and being sweet to girls and not getting angry...
As he was talking, he couldn't help but turn his head away and didn't want to say any more.
Little Russell only has his own future. Why should a grown man like me be so fussy? Do you want to hold him back
"I'll be back!"
Russell left a sentence, not knowing to whom he was speaking, and then he rushed into the magic circle without hesitation.
This world is too small for him, especially when he has a golden finger. It is even more difficult to choose not to pursue immortality and live a quiet life.
He believed, he believed that he would come back!
"call!"
As Russell entered the magic circle, the magic circle suddenly burst into a dazzling light, which stung the head of the sect and Uncle Jiu so much that they couldn't open their eyes. When they recovered again, the people inside had disappeared without a trace.
Uncle Jiu felt a little disappointed. The kid he had raised for nine years was gone just like that. He would be lying if he didn't say he felt sad.
"Okay!"
A hand patted him heavily on the shoulder. It was the head of the sect.
She looked contemptuous and said, "When you were leaving the mountain, I didn't feel as bad as you do. How can a grown man cry like this?"
Uncle Jiu rolled his eyes. He wondered who it was that cried so hard and so bitterly that the disciples were so scared that they stayed there all night and stayed for a while before leaving.
"The big one you raised is gone. Do you want Master to introduce you to a girl and raise a little one?"
The headmaster gestured with his hands and blinked his eyes, "It's very big, easy to give birth to!"
Uncle Jiu was choked by these words and was almost speechless. He glared at his dishonest master.
It doesn’t matter if you weren’t serious before!
Now you are the leader of Maoshan!
He glared at her, but he didn't expect the headmaster to misunderstand him. He took a deep breath and said, "Hiss, Xiaojiu, you don't dislike women, do you?"
"I said you were destined to be a phoenix before, I was joking. You wouldn't really like to slay dragons, would you? Dragon and phoenix are a perfect match?"
The headmaster's expression became more and more weird, his eyes were wandering, as if he was thinking about something
Lin Fengqiao—Feng, Tulong—Long, what a perfect match they are. Even if he is a man, so what? True love is not restricted by gender!
"The dragon slayer died a long time ago!" Uncle Jiu said in a bad tone, feeling a headache all over his head.
"If it's not the Dragon Slayer, could it be that Marshal Long?"
The headmaster's eyes lit up even more, "You have a big appetite!"
Uncle Nine: …
Damn it, I can’t stay in Maoshan anymore!
I will change my name and go down the mountain today!
…
On the other hand, Russell encountered trouble as soon as he entered the Hell of Knife Mountain, very serious trouble.
Because, he was lost.
The Hell of Knife Mountain is worthy of its name. As far as the eye can see, it is filled with blades, with no end in sight. It is simply endless.
Russell couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it. Could it be that all the blades here were thrown out by the Red Haired Old Monster, the Imperial Household Chief, and the Jiangnan Old Thief
Why so many blades
Hiss! How many eunuchs will this create
Before he could react, there was a rumble of thunder in the sky, and pieces of blades fell from the sky, rustling like raindrops.
Russell's body glowed with golden light, which knocked the free blade away. If he owned a blade factory, he would probably be so happy that he would fly.
"Where is this?"
He looked around, it was endless and there was not even a living creature in sight.
The next moment, he noticed a black shadow falling from the sky and landing heavily on the mountain of knives. Thousands of knives pierced his heart and he let out a sharp scream.
The scream was so piercing that it gave people the chills of fear.
The black shadow became smaller and smaller as it rolled, and the black mist on its body became thinner and thinner, and soon disappeared.
Russell suddenly understood that it was no wonder there were no living things in this place. This place was truly hell.
He took a deep breath and felt a refreshing feeling that almost made him shudder.
That refreshing feeling is so exciting.
“Such a rich spiritual energy!”
Russell raised his hand suddenly, and a giant hand condensed in the air. He slapped it down heavily, and instantly shattered the mountain of knives.
A corner of the Knife Mountain was missing, and there was a loud noise from top to bottom. A huge mountain range collapsed and split in all directions.
"The moves seem to have been enhanced as well. Could it be that the human world is being suppressed?"
Russell raised his eyebrows. With such a strong spiritual energy bonus, his combat effectiveness increased by at least 10% or 20%.
Don't underestimate an increase of 10% or 20%. This is an exaggerated improvement.
Just as he was carefully sensing the gap between the hell of swords and the human world, a chill surged into his heart.
He turned his head suddenly and was shocked to find that under the collapsed mountain of swords, there was actually a towering wall exposed.
The wall was not made of a blade, but dark, eerie soil that glowed with blood. Following the mark, one could see a black shadow hanging upside down on the mountain wall, with blood dripping from it continuously.
The black shadow might be a person or a zombie. It did not have red hair, but was covered in blood. Its limbs and head were surrounded by long chains.
It was obvious that he was imprisoned and sealed.
“Run!”
A sound came from Russell's mind, and without saying a word, Russell rushed to the other side.
In an instant, a huge black shadow whizzed past Russell and slammed heavily to the ground, leaving a long and deep groove.
The feeling of dancing on the edge of death made Russell break out in a cold sweat.
I’m not the protagonist!
Why did we teleport to such a dangerous place
He turned his head sharply and suddenly found that the black shadow on the wall was slowly raising its head, and its scarlet eyes were staring at him, empty and dead.
“Fuck!”