Zongheng (please collect it!)

Chu Ci looked at the class room. Wang Fugui stumbled out, his face full of panic.

A 'bang' sound.

The door to the class room immediately fell apart.

A "person" climbed out of the class room and slowly stood up.

The body is about ten feet tall, and his head has already touched the top of the cell. His body is dripping with blood. There are two heads on his neck. His facial features are twisted and ferocious, and his hair is falling off.

And the most horrifying thing is that his face and body are covered with a big mouth with fangs and sharp teeth, and his tongue is flowing wildly.

It can be vaguely judged from his face that he is the scholar.

'Is this demonization?'

Chu Ci glanced at the sloppy old man beside him.

"Oh, another door is broken."

Although the attributes of this world are not particularly clear yet, one thing is certain, that is, this world is very abnormal and dangerous.

The sloppy old man screamed, his voice echoing endlessly in the dungeon.

But since there is a cultivation system, then just get up and practice on your own.

"The form of demonization is unpredictable and has no rules. However, the Confucian sage once said that appearance comes from the heart. This person is full of big mouth after demonization. He should be a greedy person."

"Jiu Ge, I'm going to take a shower first. I was so scared that I peed myself."

The momentum is very strong, but except for a few fallen leaves floating, there is no movement.

Senior Brother Li is in charge of their class room and will come to inspect it every day.

Chu Ci sat at the table and relived everything that happened tonight.

From the corridor on the left side of the classroom, two young men wearing black and white yin-yang wizard robes walked out, each shaking a copper bell in their hands.

"Why do I always feel like I've forgotten something?"

The longer you practice, the higher the value of medicine.

Set a small goal, first become the ultimate master.

Entering his own hut on the east side, Chu Ci first checked carefully and found that there were no weird eyes or ears, and then he took a long breath.

The older warlock among them spoke, and then drove the alienated scholar back to the classroom.

How to unblock the meridians?!

Chu Ci tried to recite the mantra of 'Tongxianlu' silently, and slowly he felt a warmth fill his body.

Fortunately, this world has a cultivation system.

The other one looked at Chu Ci and Wang Fugui with a gentler tone.

The first realm of the four realms of martial arts is to clear the meridians and cleanse the marrow.

Chu Ci took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. This was the first time he saw the moon when he came to this world.

Late at night, the moon and stars are scarce.

The sloppy old man felt extremely uncomfortable.

the following few days.

Wang Fugui would tell Chu Ci some anecdotes about the day when he came back every day. It was also from Wang Fugui that Chu Ci learned that there were seventy-two dungeons in the Dengxian Tower, and Cell A and No. 3 was just one of them.

Dengxian Tower was built close to the west side of Lieyang Palace.

It seems to be the same as my original world, but it seems to be different in some way.

There were forty-seven stewards who came out of the dungeon in the same batch as him and Fatty.

Wang Fugui said repeatedly and followed quickly.

"Two of you, from today on, you will be the stewards of Dungeon A and No. 3. In addition to patrolling the dungeons you are responsible for once a day, you can allocate the rest of your time freely. There will be guides in your respective rooms. You will know after seeing it."

"Congratulations little brother for coming out of the dungeon."

Chu Ci and Wang Fugui were taken to a small courtyard to the east of the main building, with rooms facing east and west.

And Chu Ci knew in his heart why these people disappeared. Even if this group of people, including Wang Fugui, survived the seven days in the dungeon and continued to practice the Immortal Skills outside, they still could not escape the fate of demonization.

Combined with the weird progress of the luminous panel, it is estimated that the world will become more and more weird. Version "I" can demonize two heads, and version "II" may be able to demonize nine birds.

"Yes, senior brother Li!"

No one paid attention to him. As for patrolling the No. 3 dungeon, Wang Fugui naturally did it. Fatty Wang was also happy and comfortable, wearing a black and white Yin Yang robe every day, with a bell hanging around his waist.

The sloppy old man pinched his beard, looked at Chu Ci's leaving back, and suddenly trembled.

With his eyes closed, the scene of sword moves in Chu Ci's mind flashed like a movie version.

The sloppy old man smiled.

After Senior Brother Li finished speaking, he turned around and left.

In the small courtyard, Chu Ci swept out the wooden stick in his hand, using the horizontal sword, which is the strongest sword move in the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship.

That night Chu Ci patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder, but didn't say anything after all.

From Chu Ci's point of view, this huge Immortal Climbing Tower seemed to be filled with immortal energy, but in fact it was just a huge place for cultivating gu.

Chu Ci ignored him and followed him quickly.

Wang Fugui sheepishly picked up his belt and hurriedly ran to his hut.

I thought that at my age, I was still being prostituted for nothing!

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"I didn't expect that there are ghost valleys in this world, and Yunzhongjun Wu Fu should be from the Yin and Yang family. According to what the sloppy old man said, there are also Taoists, Legalists, Mohists, Confucians, etc., which are quite similar to hundreds of schools of thought. This world , it really looks like Da Qin."

No matter what the qualifications of this body are, I can afford to spend my time anyway.

"Little brother!"

A crisp silver bell rang.

The five-story pavilion is magnificent and surrounded by hundreds of small courtyards.

In Chu Ci's view, if you can show your face as little as possible, show your face as little as possible. It is best for everyone to forget him as nothing.

The bright moon hangs in the sky.

Even when his voice became hoarse, Chu Jiuge still didn't get the chance to turn around gracefully.

The sloppy old man sighed and said again.

"Oops, I haven't told him the message and delivery method yet!"

Wang Fugui said that his eyes were red with envy, and vowed to work hard to practice Tongxianlu and reach a higher level as soon as possible.

Wang Fugui ran towards Chu Ci, and the alienated scholar behind him was about to catch up.

"Floating Life with Ten Thousand Blades!"

Chu Ci didn't even leave the hut. Every day he either meditated or practiced sword practice with a homemade wooden stick.

The alienated scholar was so afraid of the ringing that he squatted on the ground and shrank, his head shrinking in fear.

Half an hour later, Chu Ci felt some swelling and pain in his body, and then he stopped.

Another seven days later, Wang Fugui came to Chu Ci's room after patrolling the dungeon at night, and told Chu Ci very seriously that most of the people who walked out of the dungeon with them had risen to a higher level and entered the second level of the Dengxian Tower. layer.

clang clang clang…

"You two follow me."

Take a long breath.

"Jiu Ge, hurry up, run!"

Looking at the table, there is a set of robes and a copper bell, which are the same as the copper bell in the hand of Senior Brother Li before.

"I'll put this evil beast under control first and wait for the patrol deacon to come. You can bring them two up."

"The art of vertical and horizontal swordsmanship."

If he persuaded Fatty Wang not to practice Tongxianlu, he would have to tell the truth, and this would increase the risk of exposing himself.

As long as you can cultivate, you can have the power to protect yourself.

"Um…"

"Huh? Why do I always feel like I've forgotten something?"

Chu Ci put away the stick and thought about it but didn't think about it anymore. He was too lazy to think about it.

Cell No. 3, the prison where the leader of Guigu is imprisoned.

The sloppy old man was drawing circles one after another on the ground.
Chapter completed!