The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 527: Yiren under the Moon

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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.

The next moment, but after hearing a soft sound, 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 layer of the Profound Sky to the seventh layer of the Profound Sky. territory.

Old Yuan looked at him with amazement, secretly admiring him.

I want to come to this kid because after seeing this Shura field, he has some insights in his heart, and his mood has improved for a while, and it will drive his cultivation level and instantly improve.

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 difficult to promote the improvement of the cultivation base. People who can do it from ancient times to the present are rare and extremely rare.

But now, Zhuo Fan has done it. This can only show that this child has a high level of understanding, rare in the world, and he is really a talented person!

The pupils couldn't help moving, Yuan Lao stared at Zhuo Fan with excitement, his voice was 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...

Brows frowned slightly, Zhuo Fan was staring at 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...Yuan, what do you mean? I'm so panicked, don't you come to me, I don't like this!"

Unconsciously, Yuan Lao thought about it for a long while, before recollecting it, he couldn't help but smiled: "Mr. Zhuo, don't get me wrong. Although the old man is old, he is also straight!"

As soon as the words came out, the two looked at each other again and laughed together.

"By the way, Mr. Yuan, I really didn't expect this handyman room to choose materials like this!" After a smile, Zhuo Fan and Yuan Yuan walked back side by side. Zhuo Fan pondered for a while, and said in doubt: "It's just With your strength, it is really a miracle that you 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. Moreover, in the old days, there was no Shura field. Rules. Zongmen elders came to select 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. It's logical to be the steward here, and I have a gold medal for avoiding death, and I am free from suffering!"

"Oh, then the rules of the Shura Field..." Zhuo Fan raised his brow and said in confusion.

Looking around and seeing no one, Yuan Lao Cai cautiously whispered: "Zhuo Fan, I tell you, in fact, the rules of the Shura Field were set after Master Kui Lang came here!"

"Hey, 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, they only end up with two, or they are used as training materials. , Either soaring into the sky and become 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. But there are some in the clan. One rule is that those who have made great contributions, no matter any mistakes in front, can be forgotten!"

"For the people outside, right? They were all sent to the handyman's room. What can they do?" Zhuo Fan shook his head helplessly after a sneer.

Old Yuan also chuckled, but said non-committal: "That can't be said. Just like the old man said before, the strong will always be the strong, and those who want to make merits can think of ways to make merits wherever they are. 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 flickered, and he faintly said, "Although the people in the handyman's room knew that there was a way to survive, there were only a few who could rush out, so most of them were mediocre. If you are busy, you can live a day, and people like the old man are trying their best to suppress the cultivation level, for fear of being taken away by the elders who practice magic arts. Therefore, the previous practice materials are relatively poor!"

"But now, with the rules of the Shura 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 risen, the elder of the clan The quality of exercise materials 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 treated as exercise materials, and those who survive will naturally continue to live forever. Let the elders pick it away again. If you are stronger than others, you can live, weaker than others, and you will die. In this way, the overall strength of the handy house 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, miscellaneous The overall strength of the yakufu disciple will be quite high, which is a great feat. Maybe they two can return to the inner sect on this basis!"

Zhuo Fan nodded clearly, and realized in his heart that the two of them acted like this, which is clearly a heart attack, throwing these unlovable eliminations back into the law of the forest, 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 Shura Field, each of them is a beast fighting for survival.

It is conceivable that if such a group of people can obtain sufficient training resources, their future development potential is definitely higher than that of some inner disciples!

There was a gleam in his eyes, Zhuo Fan nodded faintly, and murmured: "Could it be that...that Xie Wuyue threw Lao Tzu here to let me take charge of the handyman's room and set up a big house for the sect first. Merit?"

"What, what did you say?" Yuan Lao was taken aback and looked at him.

Zhuo Fan shook his head and laughed out loud: "It's nothing, I'm just sighing, these two people are really **** talents. It's a shame not to be reused by the sect!"

"Yes!" Yuan Lao smiled and nodded, also making a leisurely voice.

"By the way, what did they commit to being punished here?" There was a flash in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan asked again. But before Yuan Lao could answer, a scolding was clearly heard in their ears.

Whhhhhhhh!

When the bright moon is in the sky, the silver veil is draped on the icy ground after nightfall, a graceful body is flying under the shining starry sky, and the blade in his hand is even more ethereal like a nebula, running through the aisles. A weird arc.

Zhuo Fan stared at the place blankly, as if watching a beautiful fairy dancing, noticing 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 Yue'er's beautiful face was full of frost against the background of the moonlight. He glanced at Zhuo Fan, but he turned his head indifferently!

But not waiting for her to continue practicing, 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 with a stagger, then turned her head and looked at Zhuo Fan with an anger, 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 disgusted.

Yue'er was speechless for a while, gritted his teeth with hate, while Yuan Lao was silently looking up to the sky with a dumb smile.

After pondering for a while, Yue'er suddenly showed a sneer smile, and said with disdain: "When I first came, he said that he wanted to be an elite disciple and a sect master. As a result, he didn’t even enter the hall door and was sent to this handyman’s room. Come on, really 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?" His eyes lit up, and Zhuo Fan laughed.

But when she heard this, Yue'er's face turned red, and she said angrily: "Who cares about you, it's just that your scandal has been spread throughout the sect. After entering the sect, the elders of the suzerain even saw it. If you don’t bother to see it, you were sent to the handyman's room. Throughout the ages, you are the first one!"

"Oh, so that's it!" Zhuo Fan nodded clearly, a frightening light flashed in his eyes.

He is 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. In such a short period of time, everyone would know everything.

However, as they entered the handyman's room, those people should have withdrawn their attention.

Otherwise, there will be a mixed bag of miscellaneous servants, it is a good time to start, it is impossible to come for so many days, and there will be no movement.

After figuring this out, Zhuo Fan looked at Yue'er and smiled again: "Miss Yue'er, except you are thinking about me these days, has Sister Mei'er thought about me?"

"Cut, Senior Sister, she won't..." Yue'er was about to answer, but she suddenly stagnated, her cheeks flushed immediately. She found out now that she had entered Zhuo Fan's case again, and she felt furious: "I...I didn't think about you..."

Hahaha...

Lao Yuan couldn't help laughing from the sidelines, shaking his head, secretly thinking in his heart. This Zhuo Fan is really as rumored, treacherous and cunning, and has a way of dealing with ignorant girls!

But it's okay for him not to laugh. When he laughed, Yue'er couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He gritted his teeth severely, and a naked murderous intent flashed in his eyes. With a flick of a machete, he cut off at the two of them.

Old Yuan was startled 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.

His hand shook, but after hearing "Oh", the scimitar fell to the ground, Yue'er's brows were also deeply frowned, and cold sweat was flowing on her forehead!

Fucked his brows, Zhuo Fan quickly loosened her wrist and said in doubt: "I can't hurt you with my strength just now. How can you be so painful? Could it be that... your injury was not healed last time?"

"What's your business!" 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..."