Bai Hejing was enveloped by that powerful spiritual thought, and almost involuntarily came to the center of the open field. Opposite her stood a young man in black of about the same age, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

The white light rose and formed a spherical cover, surrounding the two people in the middle.

"I didn't expect my opponent to be a woman." In order to stretch his stiff body, the young man in black casually twisted his neck and shook his hands, "Looking at you, you are also from a remote small sect. I don't know what happened.

What?"

"……so what?"

Bai Hejing looked at her opponent warily. Although the situation at this moment is still unclear, it can at least be confirmed that they are hostile. In this case——

"Don't be so nervous." The young man in black smiled, "I'm different from those guys. I'm not in a hurry to fight and kill. That would be too unfair to you - you are only at the early stage of foundation building. You are not familiar with the situation here.

And I don’t understand it at all. Even if we are going to fight, I want you to understand the situation first. What do you think?"

Bai Hejing did not let go of her suspicion because of the other party's words: "Is there someone like you among the immortal sect?"

"Hmph, I'm not from the Xianmen sect." The young man in black said disdainfully, "I come from a remote small place like you. Don't compare me with the guys from the Xianmen sect - what do you think?

To listen or not to listen?”

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Seeing that Bai Hejing did not relax his guard at all, the young man was not angry. He nodded and said: "To put it simply, we sixty-four Taoists gathered here to fight each other - the competition system is also very simple, and it is the same as all sects.

The tradition of the sect is the same. The sixty-four hexagrams are drawn in pairs for a duel. The winner gets the hexagram combination of both sides into two pure hexagrams to challenge the corresponding arena. The winners left on the eight arenas then fight in pairs to merge the hexagrams and kill.

When the last person gathers all the wind, thunder, water, volcanoes and swamps in the world, he can awaken the soul of the sixth generation patriarch."

"Speaking of so much." Bai Hejing's hands slowly began to make the hand gesture, "Aren't you still going to kill?"

"It's different, it's different." The young man in black shook his head, "You didn't see the thirty-one battles before, so you don't understand. At first, I thought the so-called Taoist luck was just nonsense.

I survived the fighting in the sect because I had the luck of being a Taoist? No, it was because I survived that the elders of the sect said that I had the luck of being a Taoist!"

"Isn't it?" Bai Hejing remembered what Lou Wuchen said, "Isn't this the so-called survivor bias?"

"No, after watching the previous battles, I understand: the founder's will really exists, and we are really the chosen ones!" The expression of the young man in black suddenly became serious, "In the previous battles, the people who died were not the ones who died.

Not really dead, but following his own hexagram, merging with the winner!"

"What did you say?!"

The young man was not surprised by Bai Hejing's reaction: "You see what I said, right? It won't hurt you to hear these words. The victors in the previous battles all went to find relatives who came with the deceased after integrating the hexagrams.

, and more or less said some things that only the deceased knew, which caused quite a stir."

"In that case, then——"

"But." The young man interrupted Bai Hejing's question, "This kind of fusion is limited: based on the previous thirty-one battles, the more fierce the battle and killing, the less willpower remains, probably

The fierce confrontation consumes the will of the opposing party. On the contrary, the more gentle the fight, the more will remains between the opponents, so what I mean is..."

The young man in black stared straight at Bai Hejing.
Chapter completed!