I'm really a decent cultivator

On the top of the mountain, there is a cool breeze.

After listening to their self-introduction, Qing Chen was stunned for a moment.

Are members of the Demon Cult so particular about their names?
At this time,

The woman standing on the outermost side turned her head to the side. Since her face was covered by the mist, her expression and gaze could not be seen, but her gaze towards Qingchen and the other three obviously paused for a while.

"Bichi, Min Yue."

After hearing this, Qing Chen was stunned again.

Is the name of the sect of the Devil's religion also so particular?
"Brother, what's the matter?" Situ Wan'er asked when she saw that Qing Chen was distracted.

"Eldest brother, are all the members of the Demon Cult so polite?" Su Che also came to Qing Chen's side and asked in a low voice.

Their words and deeds are a bit different from what they expected.

Too...polite.

Qing Chen shook his head, then took a few steps towards the group of people, and said to them: "My servant, Qing Chen, and behind you are my junior and junior sisters, Su Che and Situ Wan'er."

"Deceitful sect!" Ji Baxiao froze when he heard that.

No one knows how many people are present here, besides, there are too many Qingchen about Guizong recently.

"You really dare to come?" Ji Baxiao said in surprise.

This question was asked for the second time today.

"The Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect dared to invite me, why didn't I dare to come?" Qing Chen said lightly.

Hearing this, Ji Baxiao was startled for a moment, and then a strange smile appeared on his face: "You have courage, I like it!"

Seeing the other party's sinister smile, Qing Chen frowned immediately, and thought to himself: "This guy can't be crooked, can he?"

At this time, not far from the top of the mountain, a black shadow lit up. The black shadow was like a noon vortex, but it contained dark spots of starlight.

Not long after, an old man came out from the vortex.

The old man was wearing a black Taoist robe with gold-rimmed magic patterns embroidered on it. His beard and hair were all white. Although he was in his old age, he was full of vigor. If it wasn't for the wrinkles on his face, he wouldn't be able to tell that I was an old man.

It can be seen from his appearance that the old man must have been handsome when he was young.

Only... the smiling eyes made people feel a little wrong.

The old man saw Qing Chen, but he showed a little surprise: "A disciple of the deceitful sect?"

Qing Chen nodded slightly.

This move was beyond his expectation, he didn't expect this old man to see through his identity at a glance.

"You have courage, you actually dare to come to our Ghost King Sect's trial ground, no wonder you have her shadow on your body." The old man smiled back at him again, very kindly.

Qingchen: "???"

According to the conventional routine, we belong to a hostile relationship, and it is not bad to meet each other without tearing up the face. What does it mean to have a friendly smile?
Also, did the old man refer to her as the master, or the founder of the deceitful sect?
Or... is this old man crooked too?
The old man looked at Su Che again, his eyes returned to the original, and he said lightly, "This kid is a bit worse."

Su Che was stunned on the spot, thinking to himself, I'm short, I have to say it in front of everyone, do I want to lose face?

But due to the disparity in strength, Su Che... endured it.

When the old man saw Situ Wan'er and Min Yue, his eyes lit up obviously, and he clapped his hands and cheered, "I didn't expect two beauties to come all of a sudden. Oh? Also, this tail... wonderful, wonderful!"

Qing Chen secretly thought something was wrong.

It seems that this old man is an old bastard.

Seeing that several people were clearly standing in the camp, the old man asked: "Everyone is here, you are all curious about where this is, and what does it have to do with this trial field?"

The crowd nodded.

Including Qing Chen, they couldn't think of what the Ghost King Zong's purpose was for doing this.

"This is the first level of the trial ground. Only those who pass it can go to the next level." The old man said lightly.

Ji Baxiao raised his head and said: "This junior knows that I participated in the trial field in the early years. The first level is luck, and the child of luck can pass."

Hearing this, the old man nodded with his beard, and a smile appeared on his face: "This little friend is right, the first test of our ghost king's sect is indeed luck." The old man looked at Ji Baxiao and asked: " How many levels did you break last time?"

"Eh.... Stop at the first level..." Speaking of this topic, Ji Baxiao blushed a little bit embarrassed.

"Little friends, don't be depressed. There are so many people who have stopped at the first level. Before you, 880 practitioners have lost their qualifications, so you should not be more depressed."

More than 1000 people have lost their qualifications?Qing Chen was slightly taken aback after hearing this.

but,

They walked all the way, did not see a few practitioners.

The Ghost King Sect is really weird!

Ji Baxiao was comforted by the old man, and he felt a little better in an instant. Before that, there were already so many people eliminated, so why panic.

"Brother, why do you have to try your luck?" Ai Cuoqiong, who was behind him, participated for the first time and was not clear about the rules of the trial field.

The old man heard this, smiled, and asked patiently: "Fat friend, what do you think is the most important thing in a battle?"

Ai Cuoqiong raised his head, looked at the old man suspended in mid-air, and said bluntly: "Strength."

The old man nodded, and said: "What fat friend said is true. In a battle, strength does play a decisive role."

Ai Cuoqiong smiled innocently, and when viewed from a distance, it gave people a kind of green Xiang who could laugh...
"Strength is important, but luck also plays a key role." The old man said again.

"Why?" Ai Cuoqiong was puzzled.

"Supposing that the strengths of the two are equal, one of them may even be slightly inferior in level, a small level lower, but in the game, with good luck by his side, the weaker one can leapfrog and defeat the other party."

Ai Cuoqiong felt that what the old man said was a bit profound, and he didn't quite understand it.

Seeing Ai Cuoqiong's bewildered look, the old man gave a simple and easy-to-understand example and said, "You fight with your brother, who wins and who loses?"

Ai Cuoqiong didn't think about it, and said bluntly: "Of course it is brother."

The old man smiled, and said again: "Then I will give you a magical weapon, and give your senior brother a body-holding technique, and let you fight while standing, what will happen in the end?"

Ai Cuoqiong was stunned for a moment, his silly smile gradually turned into a demon, and he said, "Of course I won."

Thinking about it, it's better to fall into the situation and imagine beating the senior brother violently.

Hehe... so cool.

The old man brushed his beard and smiled, and said nothing more.

After Qing Chen heard this, he also agreed with this statement. In a battle, or a war, strength is of course important, but luck also has a lot of factors in winning.

"Why are you smirking, you really want to beat me up." Ji Baxiao whispered with his back to Ai Cuoqiong, if there were no outsiders around, he would definitely step forward and give him a few hammers before talking.

"This time, how do you fight for luck?" Min Yue looked at the old man and asked.

Huh?
Has this girl been here before?

Qingchen didn't say anything, just watched the changes.

There was a touch of excitement in the old man's eyes, and he said to everyone.

"This seat has studied for a hundred years and completed the chess game, and now it is finally coming out..."

As if in response to his words, there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, and the earth seemed to be shaking quietly.The whole world is shaking because of their arrival!