Hum!
A clear wave emanated from Zhuo Fan's body, and then with a whirr, a cyan flame burned on his forehead.
Old Yuan was startled, his pupils couldn't help trembling, full of surprise.
In the next moment, with a soft sound from Wen Bo, Zhuo Fan's aura suddenly increased several times again, and the moment he stood still so quietly, his cultivation level broke through from the sixth stage of the Profound Sky to the seventh stage of the Profound Sky.
Old Yuan looked at him with amazement, secretly admiring him.
I think that this kid is after seeing this Xiuluo field, he has a little feeling in his heart, and his mood has improved for a while, and it will drive his cultivation to improve instantly.
But even so, the state of mind is the state of mind, and the cultivation base is the cultivation base. The cultivation base determines your current strength, and your mood determines your future strength, there is no direct connection between the two.
The improvement of the state of mind is also very difficult to promote the improvement of the cultivation base. People who can do it from ancient times to the present are also rare and extremely rare.
But now, Zhuo Fan has done it. This can only show that this son has a high level of understanding, rare in the world, and he is really a talented person!
The pupils couldn't help but move, Yuan Lao stared at Zhuo Fan excitedly, his voice a little dry. When Zhuo Fan's aura had stabilized, Qing Yan retracted, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes, which seemed to have found gold, still released a bright light without blinking.
Uh…
With a slight frown, Zhuo Fan was stared at by this old guy with such fiery eyes. He felt a little awkward in his heart. He gave a dry cough and said lightly: "Cough cough cough... Old Yuan, what do you mean? , Don’t come to me either, I’m not good at this!"
Unconsciously startled, Yuan Lao thought for a while before he recollected it and couldn't help but smiled: "Mr. Zhuo, don't get me wrong. Although the old man is old, he is also straightforward!"
As soon as these words came out, the two looked at each other again and laughed together.
"By the way, Old Yuan, I really didn't expect this handyman room to choose materials like this!" After laughing, Zhuo Fan and Yuan Yuan walked back side by side. Zhuo Fan pondered for a while, and said in doubt: "It's just based on Yuan Yuan. It's really a miracle that your strength can survive so many times in the Asura field!"
"Hey, what a miracle is not a miracle, it's just that each person lives in a different way. 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 were no such rules as Shurachang. Zong. The elders all came to choose the training materials. The old man was afraid of being selected and deliberately suppressed his cultivation. The elders didn’t like them, so they survived. Later, the age of decay was the longest, and the time here was the longest, so it made sense. The steward here has a gold medal for avoiding death and is free from suffering!"
"Oh, then the rules of the Shura field..." Zhuo Fan raised his brows and said in confusion.
Looking around, seeing no one, Yuan Lao cautiously whispered: "Zhuo Fan, I tell you, in fact, the rules of the Shura Field were set after Master Kui Lang came here!"
"Huh, why did he do this?" Zhuo Fanqi asked with a heart move.
Unconsciously chuckle, Yuan Lao said lightly: "Zhuo Fan, you know that there are two types of people in this handy house. One is the eliminated disciples, and they only end up with two. They are either used as training materials or one. Soaring into the sky and becoming a deacon elder. There is another category, the strong who have been punished here. They wear the body of sin, naturally they don’t have so many ways to survive, I am afraid they will stay here for life. However, there is a rule in the clan, Those who have made great contributions, no matter what mistakes they have made, they can forget the blame for the past!"
"That's for the people outside, right? They are all sent to the handyman's room. What can they do?" Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly with a sneer.
Lao Yuan also chuckled, but said noncommittal: "That can't be said, as the old said before, the strong will always be the strong, and those who want to make merit can think of ways to make merit. Just like now, If this Shura field continues, it will really be a great achievement!"
"Oh, why did you say this?" Zhuo Fan couldn't help but wondered.
Looking up at the sky, Yuan Lao's eyes flashed, and his voice faded: "Although the people in the handyman's room knew that there was a way to survive, after all, there were only a few who could rush out, so most of them were mediocre. Living a day counts as a day, and people like the old man are trying their best to suppress the cultivation level, for fear of being taken away by those elders who practice magic arts. Therefore, the previous practice materials are relatively poor!"
"But now, with the rules of the Asura Field, if the people in the handyman's room want to live longer, they must practice hard and be better than others. For a while, the overall strength has been rising. 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 forever, and will not let the elders. Picked away. If you are stronger than others, you can live, weaker than others, and you will die. In this way, the overall strength of the handyman room is about to approach the outer disciples."
"Especially, after Yueling came, some rules were improved. Those below the Bone Forging Realm do not need to participate in the Shura Field to ensure that the fresh blood will not be exhausted, and they will do things that are exhausted. If this continues, the handyman room disciple The overall strength of will be quite high, which is a great feat. Maybe they two will be able to return to the inner sect on this basis!"
Zhuo Fan nodded clearly, and understood in his heart that the two of them acted like this, which is clearly a heart attack, throwing these unlovable weeders back into the law of the forest where the weak and the strong, 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 Asura 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, their future development potential is definitely higher than that of some inner disciples!
Zhuo Fan nodded faintly in his eyes, and murmured: "Could it be... that Xie Wuyue threw Lao Tzu here to let me take charge of the handyman's 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 let out a laugh, "It's nothing, I'm just sighing, these two people are really fucking talents. It's a shame not to be reused by the sect!"
"Yes!" Yuan Lao smiled and nodded, and also said leisurely.
"By the way, what did they commit to being punished here?" Zhuo Fan asked again with a gleam in his eyes. But before Yuan Lao could answer, a coquettish reprimand came into their ears clearly.
Swish!
When the bright moon is in the sky, silver gauze is draped on the icy ground after nightfall. A graceful body is dancing under the shining starry sky. The blade in his hand is like a nebula mist, traversing weird arcs. .
Zhuo Fan stared at it blankly, as if watching a beautiful fairy dancing, without realizing that the corners of his mouth were drawn with a delightful arc, clapped his hands and said: "Good sword technique, girl Yue'er, we meet again!"
The graceful posture stopped, and against the background of the moonlight, Yue'er's beautiful face was full of frost. He glanced at Zhuo Fan, but turned his head without paying attention!
But before she could continue to practice, Zhuo Fan's noisy voice sounded again: "Miss Yue'er, it's such a coincidence, you have also been punished to the handyman's room!"
She couldn't help but stagnate, Yue'er almost fell to the ground staggeringly, then turned her head and looked at Zhuo Fan angrily, and said bitterly, "You were punished to the handyman's room!"
"Yeah, I'm in the handyman's room!" Zhuo Fan smiled shyly, not at all contemptuous.
Yue'er was speechless for a while, gritted his teeth with hate, and Yuan Lao looked up to the sky with a dumb smile on the side.
After pondering for a while, Yue'er suddenly smiled sarcastically, and said with disdain: "When I first came, he said that he wanted to be an elite disciple and a suzerain. As a result, he didn't even enter the hall door and was sent to this handyman's room. Hu bragging, it's ridiculous, huh!"
"Hey, how did you know that I didn't enter the door of the hall? Could it be that... You've inquired about me and you are caring about me?" Zhuo Fan's eyes lit up, and Zhuo Fan laughed.
But when she heard this, Yue'er's face flushed, 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 suzerain didn't even bother to see it. You were assigned to the handyman's room. You are the first one in all ages!"
"Oh, that's the case!" Zhuo Fan nodded clearly, a frightening light flashed in his eyes.
He was completely certain now that he was definitely targeted as soon as he entered the sect. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be an ordinary disciple, and everyone would know it in such a short period of time.
However, as they entered the handyman's room, those people should have withdrawn their attention.
Otherwise, the handyman house is mixed, it is a good time to start, it is impossible to come so many days, and there will be no movement.
After figuring this out, Zhuo Fan looked at Yue'er and smiled: "Miss Yue'er, except you are thinking of me these days, has Sister Mei'er thought of me?"
"Cut, Senior Sister, she won't..." Yue'er was about to answer, but she suddenly stagnated, her cheeks flushed immediately. She only found out now that she had entered Zhuo Fan's case again, and she felt furious: "I... I didn't think about you..."
Hahaha…
Old Yuan could not help laughing as he watched from the sidelines, shaking his head, secretly thinking in his heart. This Zhuo Fan really is as rumored, treacherous and cunning, and he has a way to deal with ignorant girls!
But it was okay for him not to laugh. When he laughed, Yue'er couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She gritted her teeth, and a naked murderous intent flashed in her eyes. With a swipe of a machete in her hand, she chopped off at the two of them.
Old Yuan was taken aback, and hurriedly frightened to hide behind Zhuo Fan, but Zhuo Fan still smiled, not afraid. Just before that Dao Mang was about to approach her, her eyes were quick and her hands were quick, and she grabbed her by the hand.
Her hand shook, but when she heard "Oh", the scimitar fell to the ground, Yue'er's brows were also deeply frowned, and cold sweat was flowing on her forehead!
With a frown, Zhuo Fan quickly loosened her wrist and said in doubt: "It is impossible for me to hurt you with the strength just now. How can you be so painful? Could it be that... your injury was not healed last time?"
"What's up with you!" Yue'er snorted softly, revealing a stubborn color.
But at this moment, there was another soft drink but a volley sounded: "Bold, who is bullying my sister..."