The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

When Murong Chuan stepped into the range of the ancient tree, he immediately felt his vitality being stripped away at a constant speed.

The stripping speed is not fast at all, but it is very firm and constant, no force can affect the vitality being stripped.

Murong Chuan used his mind to resist, and the speed of the stripping of vitality suddenly increased. It seemed that the stronger the resistance, the faster the stripping of vitality.

Before actually stepping into the range of the ancient tree, Murong Chuan obtained a lot of information, but no amount of information was as real as what he had obtained through his own testing.

"It's true that the more you resist, the more time passes."

Murong Chuan murmured, and then controlled his body to fly up slightly.He was only an inch away from the ground, and he hurriedly landed on the ground with both feet, full of horror in his heart.

If the vitality that resists the passing is just the gurgling stream, then it will be a majestic waterfall when flying.

Vitality is passing away in a terrifying way. If you want to fly to the core palace, you need a lot of vitality.

Murongchuan's vitality is already rich enough, but compared to the vitality flowing like a waterfall, it is still too small.

During the more than ten days of repairing, the monks of all families inspected the ancient tree.

The outer bark of the ancient tree has been petrified and has a very hard texture. It is not impossible to penetrate it, but no one can afford the consequences of penetration.

It seems that the petrified epidermis has the ability to weaken the absorption. Every time the surface rock is weakened, the vitality deprivation speed will increase by one point.

If it is weakened by two points, the deprivation speed will skyrocket by four points, and the relationship between them is multiplied.

There are also those who don't believe in evil, just blast away the gravel, exposing the internal roots, and flowing out turbid yellow juice.

The juice only touched the monk's body a little, and in an instant, the monk turned into dry bones at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had died for a thousand years.

Everyone reported to their masters one after another, and the black-robed priest of the Holy Cult of the Blood Prison explained that the ancient tree of the Nai River absorbed the water of Naihe to grow, and it is not surprising that there is water of Naihe in its body.

It is not the ancient tree of Naihe that absorbs vitality, but the water of Naihe contained in the ancient tree.

At this point, the four major forces have diverged, one side wants to implement the elite strategy, and the other side wants to work together.

Among the four major forces, the Zi family is the most domineering, the Shui family keeps strangers away, the Holy Cult of the Blood Prison is eerie, and the Feng family is the most arrogant.

But what all the monks didn't expect was that the two most arrogant and darkest forces were the ones that didn't give up on them.

If the four major forces join forces to force casual cultivators, they really have no other choice but to wait where they are.

At first, everyone thought that Fengyue turned to cooperate with Sanxiu just because she had a falling out with the Zishui family and joined them as cannon fodder.

Who would have imagined that the Feng family not only enlisted them, but also formulated corresponding strategies to protect the safety of monks with weaker cultivation bases.

Knowing that the Feng family is really a good person and that they didn't intend to use them as cannon fodder, the monks of the Five Great Caves at the Bridge Realm became more active.

How about people being bullied by being kind, Fengyue showed enough kindness and gave them enough protection.

But when their lives are worry-free, they actually consider how to seek greater benefits.

Bearing the continuous suction of the ancient tree, all the monks were struggling to carry out, but Murong Chuan and the young monks slowed down and finally merged into a large group.

There are more than a dozen people in this group, except for the three Divine Bridge Realm monks, the rest are Life Spring Realm monks.

There are two monks in the Divine Bridge Realm, one male and one female. Among the two male monks, one is a little older in Taoist robes.

Judging from the style of the Taoist robe, it is a monk named Hu Tianguang who is astonishing as hell.

Another male cultivator was a little older than Murong Chuan. He wore a white gown that was as clean as new all his life, and his face was as white as jade.

The female cultivator was beautiful and charming, wearing a light-colored palace dress, which covered her body tightly, but she exuded a charm from the inside out.

She is the pride of Lingyue Cave, named Qi Mu'er.

Murong Chuan stared at the three of them in amazement for a moment, then stared at Qi Mu'er and swallowed his saliva as if his soul had been captivated.

Everyone was silent, but there was a faint smile on their brows, as if they were very satisfied with Murong Chuan's performance.

"Fatty Lord, I heard that you are also a man of insight, and you want to make contributions in casual cultivation and contribute to our casual cultivation."

Qi Mu'er showed a bewitching smile, and Murong Chuan's waist and knees were weak with Wen Nong's soft words, and he almost got a bed to lie down on.

The performance of Murong Chuan, the three cave monks are very satisfied, they need a well-controlled monk, as the fuse of the conspiracy.

In other words, use it as cannon fodder.

Only in this way can we strive for more benefits under the premise of ensuring our own interests, without worrying about being punished.

No matter when Murong Chuan arrived at the camp, it didn't matter to them.

During the more than ten days of getting along, the monks at the Divine Bridge Realm of the Five Great Caves have already figured out the general situation.

As long as the few monks who are not weak in wisdom and cultivation are excluded, other monks can be used as cannon fodder.

It's just that Murong Chuan pretended to be a fat man, and he was born to look stupid and cheated. If he doesn't cheat him, I'm really sorry for his appearance.

"Fat Master, Fat Master, are you listening to me?"

Murong Chuan didn't hear the call at all, so Qi Mu'er could only lean over and call softly again.

Qi Mu'er, who was originally glamorous and charming, bent down to reveal her glistening breasts, which made Murong Chuan's mind flutter again.

"Yeah, I heard that, it's really white."

Murong Chuan was not on the same channel as Qi Mu'er, which made all the monks angry.

This fat pig is simply a hooligan, and he doesn't have the slightest bit of monk self-restraint.

Qi Mu'er glanced at it in distaste, and then said gently: "Fatty Master, you are a man of lofty ideals, you will definitely stand out for our casual cultivators."

"No problem, no problem, I like nothing more than nothing. No, no, no, I like eliminating harm for the people the most."

Murong Chuan straightened his chest, his fat belly was greasy, which made Qi Mu'er roll his eyes again.

"I know that Fat Master understands righteousness, and I have something to ask..."

Qi Mu'er moved closer to Murong Chuan's ear and whispered a few words.

Smelling the fragrant wind and listening to the whispers, Murong Chuan was rippling again.

It wasn't until the dozen or so people left that only Murong Chuan was left in a daze, and he slowly woke up from his stupor.

"The poor live with treachery, the rich grow a conscience, the saying goes well."

Murong Chuan's eyes were full of light, looking at the backs of the dozen or so people going away, he said:
"I didn't even introduce myself, and I didn't even bother to do the most basic politeness. I really think casual cultivators are fools.

Thinking that there are two families missing, and many casual cultivators have been attracted, and wanting to fight against the Feng family, it is simply a dream.

That goblin Fengyue is very shrewd, the more you give, the more you give. "

After finishing speaking, Murong Chuan sneered twice, and then slowly rushed towards the large army.

At the same time, in the team of more than a dozen people, Chi Mingjie, the jade-faced son, worriedly said:
"Aren't we too arrogant? At least we have to do enough superficial skills so that we can win people's hearts."

"Young Master Chi, you've seen what that fat man is like. He doesn't deserve our condescension at all."

Qi Mu'er snickered in disdain, but before she finished speaking, there was an exclamation in front of her!