Summon the Mahayana Shadow Corps to establish the Shura Hall.

Shrine.

What a lofty name.

As soon as you hear it, various images automatically come to mind.

The immortal imperial sword, spanning thousands of miles, auspicious and rui, so dashing.

But after joining the Holy Land of All Laws.

Mo Xin knew that the Holy Land eats people and does not spit out bones!

Those wonderful pictures had nothing to do with his humble miscellaneous disciple!

"Five years ago, I was discovered by the Holy Land of All Laws to have spiritual roots.

It's funny that at that time, I thought that the way to becoming an immortal was just around the corner.

Resolutely leave your life behind and join the Holy Land of All Laws! When

Mosin thought of what happened five years ago, he was anxious.

Indignantly smashed the bed board.

The world thinks that if you worship in the Holy Land, you can step into the path of immortals under the protection of the Holy Land!

Since then, he has been in the world, traveled the world, and indulged in singing.

But the reality is bloody!

After entering the Holy Land of All Laws, after seven days of training, Mosin learned three things.

The first is planting knowledge.

The second is the method of luck.

The third is the farming spell.

Then Mo Xin took office and became a miscellaneous disciple who specialized in farming!

At the beginning, Mo Xin was full of longing, vowing to get ahead, and even cultivated more diligently than others.

Cultivate in the hot summer, and cultivate in the cold winter months!

But Mo Xin soon learned why the old miscellaneous disciples looked at him like fools.

Because the spiritual plants produced by the miscellaneous disciples also have to be handed over to ninety percent of the sect, and only one percent can be left!

You can't stop for a day all year round, and you can work hard for a little spirit stone.

But after that bit of spirit stone was gouged for food, clothing, shelter and transportation, it was gone!

It can only maintain the most basic life, let alone use it for cultivation!

But this is still a situation where everything went well!

It was like joining the Ten Thousand Law Holy Land in the second year, when there was a sudden drought and the spiritual field failed to harvest.

Mosins did not reach the quota stipulated by the Holy Land of All Laws.

At the end of the year, he still owes a lot to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws!

And this arrears of ten percent interest per month, rolling bigger and bigger like a snowball!

So it has been five years since I entered the Holy Land of All Laws.

Mo Xin is not just a rookie in the early stages of qi training.

Or a rookie in the early stage of qi training with huge debts!

"Niang Xipi's, there are immortals in the Holy Land, how can there be a drought!"

Mosin, thinking about his debts, will never pay off the day.

Scratching his head irritably.

"If I practice diligently in this life, I will practice every day for a hundred years.

I'm afraid that the early stage of Qi training will come to an end, let alone the subsequent foundation building exercises.

Mosin, looking up at the roof, muttered desperately in his eyes.

He heard an eighty-seven-year-old miscellaneous disciple say.

A long, long time ago.

There was a senior who reached the peak of his talent as a miscellaneous disciple, and he had reached the completion of qi training after ten years of cultivation.

Although there are foundation-building exercises above Qi training, the exchange conditions are extremely harsh.

This senior spent the second half of his life, and he couldn't exchange it for a line of foundation building exercises!

It can be seen that the Ten Thousand Law Holy Land has no intention of promoting miscellaneous disciples at all!

And miscellaneous disciples, in this life and this life, they must never leave this acre of three-point land, otherwise they will be regarded as betraying the holy land!

Those who betrayed the Holy Land were tortured for five hundred years by extracting their souls and throwing themselves into the Soul Refining Array.

The souls in the Soul Refining Array devoured each other for five hundred years.

Finally, a qualified Yin Soul was produced and injected into the sacred artifact Soul Banner of the Ten Thousand Laws Holy Land.

It can be said that in the Holy Land of All Laws, even death is not allowed to live in peace!

Even wanting to end well has become a luxury!

"Could it be that in my life, I can only cultivate for the Holy Land of All Laws until death?"

Mosin's eyes were full of unwillingness, anger, hatred, and helplessness.

But after a while.

All emotions dissipated.

Because he simply had no ability to fight against the behemoth of the Ten Thousand Laws Holy Land!

For the Holy Land of All Laws.

A small miscellaneous disciple is probably not as good as an ant.

"But it's okay, I still have hope!"

Mosin's flipped over the bedboard, buttoned the dark compartment, and took out a black token.

He rubbed his fingers against the rough surface of the token and looked carefully at the line of writing.

'For the Skywalk, kill nothing!' 'Every

time I see this line.

Mo Xin felt a surge of strength in his heart, and couldn't help but mutter

: "My hope in this life, I'm afraid it is pinned on this token."

This token Moxin also does not know the origin, but it was picked up while farming one day.

He also did not dare to talk nonsense to others in private, and he kept hiding.

Buzz.

Suddenly, the token kept trembling, as if it wanted to fly away.

"What's going on!"

Mo Xin was shocked and quickly grabbed the token hard.

This thing is not visible.

If there is any movement, I am afraid that the Holy Land of All Laws will not let him go!

But the power of the token is far from being controlled by a rookie in the early stage of qi training.

Shout!

The token broke free from Mosin's hands and flew into the air with the streamer.

The movement caused by the sound of breaking the air is so great that it is difficult to make people not pay attention.

Mosin, too, ran out of the room and looked up at the sky.

I saw the token levitating in the air, blooming with brilliant light.

"Who dares to make trouble in my Ten Thousand Laws Holy Land!"

The Holy Land of All Laws was alarmed by the token, and a figure flew into the air with anger.

This figure wears a golden lotus crown on his head and a Taoist robe inscribed with thousands of inscriptions, his appearance is extraordinary, and his temperament is monstrous!

"It's over!"

Mo Xin turned pale and knew that he was dead!

Even the Holy Land Sect was shocked!

I'm afraid that being thrown into the Soul Refining Array is a small punishment!

"That's the Asura Order!?"

When the Ten Thousand Laws Sect saw the appearance of the token, he gasped.

The anger on his face disappeared instantly, and only fear remained!

In his mind, a major event in Dongzhou recently came to mind.

The Nine Saints Alliance, the Golden Eye Holy Land, and the Thirty-Seven Holy Lands were destroyed by the Asura Hall one after another.

The Black Emperor holding the Heavenly Pole Sword, the five great saints under his command, and 50,000 immortal and immortal deaths!

Picking out one of these things at random is enough to destroy the Ten Thousand Laws Holy Land countless times!

"Junior Ji Xiuwen visited His Majesty the Black Emperor, I don't know what His Majesty the Black Emperor ordered."

Ji Xiuwen forcibly endured the fear of turning around and running for his life, bowed his head and saluted.

Asura Ling did not answer Ji Xiuwen.

The token was suspended in the air, and a layer of white light appeared on the surface, outlining a formation.

"Even the Holy Land Sect has to humble and salute, what kind of person is the owner of this token?"

When Mo Xin saw this scene, his heart was greatly shocked.

A strange light appeared in his eyes, and he secretly clenched his fists.

He wants to be the same existence as the owner of this token!

"The golden eye is perverse, and the blood sacrifice is born, which greatly hurts the vitality of Dongzhou, and Li Shu is in trouble.

This emperor feels that the life is hanging in the balance, and the Dao system is in danger!

Therefore, reopen the door of the heavenly court and leave a path to heaven for all sentient beings and all worlds! A

figure appeared, wearing a black gold-painted mask, as if the sky was as vast as the sky.

The words spoken are a fierce wind that blows into the heart!

It's lightning that slashes into the soul!

It is the sun that shines on all the world!

"This!"

Ji Xiuwen's head was confused, because there was too much information!

But as a holy realm that has lived for thousands of years.

He had an intuition.

The other party wasn't just talking to him.

I am afraid that in other holy places in the Eastern Continent, the same scene has also appeared!

But he couldn't figure it out.

What does this being behind the scenes of the Asura Hall want to do!

"From today onwards, the Terrans under the Eastern Continent Holy Realm!

Regardless of origin, regardless of cultivation, regardless of talent!

They can go to Heavenly Worship Mountain, and those who pass the three levels are disciples of the Heavenly Court! "