It's better to say it's a tattoo than a totem.
It has a strange shape, a ferocious face, but a long, snake-like body, all red, and holding a large candle in its mouth.
"Isn't this Zhu Jiuyin?
When did I get myself a Zhu Jiuyin tattoo?
I can't.
If I really get a tattoo, I have to get a nine-marked dragon like Chen Haonan.
I can't get a monster Zhu Jiuyin."
After Xiao Cheng screamed, he calmed down, raised his calf, and carefully looked at the totem that appeared inexplicably.
He was full of curiosity and recalled the legend of Zhu Jiuyin.
It is said that this creature lives in the extremely cold places in the north and has the ability to reach the sky.
When it opens its eyes, the night turns into day, and when it closes its eyes, the day returns to darkness.
It obviously has the magical power to affect space.
When it blows, the clouds will cover and the snow will fall, and summer will turn into bitter winter.
Exhale, and the sun will rise in the east, and the golden stones will flow, and the summer solstice will happen in an instant.
This magical power is really amazing.
What's even more interesting is that this thing always crouches in a dark place, as quiet as a dead corpse, without drinking, eating or breathing.
Its every move can stir up the wind and clouds, and its magical power reaches directly into the Nine Springs and Xuming, communicating with ghosts and ghosts in the underworld, so it is also called Zhuyin, and some people call it Qianlong.
In short, this is a magical beast with great magical powers.
Although it may not look likeable, but when it is really angry, it can change the world.
"No matter how capable you are, I don't care about you.
Why did you come to my lap?
I don't like it.
Can you leave?"
Xiao Cheng rubbed the Zhu Jiuyin Totem hard, hoping to get rid of it, but he couldn't do it.
His skin was almost broken by rubbing, but he still couldn't get rid of the totem.
It seemed that it was deeply embedded in his muscles and could not be driven away at all.
"Forget it, let's just leave it like this if we can't get rid of it.
The strange appearance of this totem shouldn't be a bad sign."
Xiao Cheng looked left and right, and felt that Zhu Jiuyin's shape was not beautiful, and he was very dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do.
No, I can only let it happen.
"Hey, something seems to be flashing" He looked at the totem carefully, and unconsciously, his mind fell into the totem.
Eighty-eight runes of different styles were suddenly transmitted from the totem into the sea of consciousness and spread out in the sea of consciousness.
"What is this" Xiao Cheng looked at the eighty-eight complex runes in confusion.
Monk Zhang Er was confused and couldn't understand the function of these runes.
His previous experience told him that once he had a question in his mind, an answer would appear somewhere to answer it for him.
But this time he miscalculated and asked countless times in his mind, but nothing happened.
This totem carried eighty-eight runes with unknown functions.
Based on his knowledge at this time, he couldn't figure out what he encountered.
With a thought, his consciousness exited the totem, and he blinked in surprise.
The eighty-eight runes are arranged in an extremely complex manner and seem to be integrated.
They are remembered as firmly as rubbings, and can even be sketched out with a pen.
"This thing is really weird.
Let me think about it.
By the way, it only appeared after opening the Star Pupil.
Could it be that it is a bonus item of the Star Pupil?
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But there is no reminder at all, and it doesn't say anything about its effect.
Damn the Boundless Star Refining Technique."
"What are you going to do?"
Xiao Cheng couldn't figure it out.
He felt that it was just a gift after practicing Star Pupil.
It was harmless anyway, so he just ignored it.
If you don't understand, don't think about it.
Xiao Cheng is very adaptable to muddle along.
Also, as a time traveler, I can even adapt to the most unscientific thing like time travel.
I am just a Zhujiuyin totem.
I feel no harm.
Only the fittest can survive if I accept whatever is unacceptable.
After changing into clean clothes, using the Immortal Essence Stone to adjust his condition, and returning to his peak, Xiao Cheng picked up the brick, er, the Holy Crystal.
This thing usually looks like a transparent brick.
No wonder Xiao Cheng always confuses it with a brick.
The Holy Domain Crystal is equivalent to a monk's pass.
Without this object, one cannot enter the Holy Domain Demon Altar.
The Sanctuary Demon Altar is the most famous space of consciousness in the world of cultivation in the Four Continents.
It is not a personal thought space, but a thought space controlled by three hundred major sects from four continents.
When a practitioner uses the Holy Crystal and immerses his spiritual thoughts in it, he will enter the Holy Demon Altar.
The cultivation level of all those who enter is fixed at the early stage of the Five Heavens Gate.
The magical power that each monk is best at is also fixed in the power of the Five Heavens Gate.
The physical strength and mental strength are the same.
Simply put, the basic abilities are the same.
In this way, they can fight each other and improve their actual combat capabilities.
And once you enter the Holy Demon Altar, your spiritual power will increase a little.
The specific situation depends on the person.
A monk with extremely high understanding, his mental power and actual combat experience are not improved every time.
Of course, there is a basic restriction, that is, at least one line of magical power must be awakened, otherwise you will not be qualified to enter the holy demon altar where monks from the Four Continents practice actual combat.
What Xiao Cheng showed to the outside world was just in line with the passing standard, but the internal rules of Shangyang Academy actually required reaching the level of Tiantianmen before being qualified to use the Holy Domain Crystal.
But Xiao Cheng's identity was different at this time, and he was tied to Yun Luo.
No matter what kind of tie it was, anyway, he could break the rules invisibly.
Elder Tiecheng is in charge of the weapon refining hall.
He is not a stubborn person.
Rules are dead and people are alive.
What else can be said?
Xiao Cheng's treatment is the same as that of ordinary disciples.
Stroking the transparent holy crystal, Xiao Cheng made contact with his spiritual power.
With a soft sound, white light lit up on the holy crystal.
Following the white light, ten circular holes appeared on the crystal.
This is where the Immortal Essence Stone needs to be stuffed.
Using this thing is not without cost.
The existence of the Holy Demon Altar consumes resources every moment.
The three hundred major sects invest a large amount of immortal essence stones into it every year to stabilize the mind space.
The monks who use it to improve themselves must consume fairy essence stones every time.
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The amount consumed is different, and the time spent inside is different.
For example, consuming a low-grade immortal essence stone can last for an hour.
Up to ten holes can be filled, and the time is calculated by adding up.
There are only ten consumption positions for the Holy Crystal, but the grades of the Immortal Essence Stone are different and can naturally be changed within the time.
A medium-grade Immortal Essence Stone can stay for a hundred hours, and a high-grade one will increase the time by another hundred times.
As for the top-grade Immortal Essence Stone, that time is too long, and no one can afford to consume it casually.
"In this damn world, money is what you do, and practicing is like running water.
It's not easy for me to earn immortal essence stones, but it's so easy to spend them, bastard" Xiao Cheng cursed, and casually stuffed ten low-grade immortal essence stones into it.
Stone, in this way, his thoughts can be immersed in it for ten hours.
There is something special about entering the Holy Demon Altar.
The body must be safe.
Otherwise, if the soul is separated from the body, unless there is a high-level magic weapon to protect the body, it is really not easy to ensure the safety of the unconscious body.
There are also emergency measures.
If the outside world encounters something that endangers life, the consciousness in the Holy Demon Altar will be aware of it and the soul can return in advance.
However, the fairy essence stones consumed will not be returned.
Therefore, in order to get value for money and not waste fairy essence stones, when using sacred crystals, you must take physical protection measures.
Xiao Cheng is in a secret room, protected by the barrier of Shangyang Academy, so there is no risk in terms of safety.
He did not hesitate to choose the longest training time he could achieve at this time, consuming ten low-grade immortal essence stones and getting ten hours of actual combat time.
The white light formed a vortex, and the light became more powerful.
With just one rotation, ten fairy stones were crushed into powder.
The next moment, Xiao Cheng, who was concentrating, felt a summoning force.
With a thought, his soul had left his body, protected by the white light of the holy crystal crystal, passed through the kaleidoscope-like space channel, and descended into the holy demon altar.
An extremely terrifying pain and dizziness came from his head.
Xiao Cheng groaned in pain and squatted on the ground holding his head.
It lasted for ten breaths of excruciating pain.
Finally, my spirit relaxed and the pain left my body.
He let out a sigh of contentment.
Only those who have experienced pain know how pleasant the normal state is.
Just like a patient who has difficulty breathing, once the lung disease is cured and he can breathe air freely, he will feel extremely free and happy.
Only when there is contrast can there be happiness.
Xiao Cheng felt that the relaxed state at this time was very happy.
He stood up and looked around.
Eight moons with different colors hung in the sky.
Stars were shining all over the sky.
He was in a ruined palace without a roof.
The boiling power all over his body told him that he had the physical strength of a Five-Tianmen monk.
Looking inside, he saw that the flames on the nine meridians of the life wheel were suppressed and almost disappeared, and the precious grass turned into a lush green bamboo.
Obviously, the power of Mu Xing has reached the five-day gate standard, and he can use the intermediate Mu Xing Xuan method. bang bang bang The surrounding light and shadow flashed, and one hundred and sixty-six weapons of different shapes appeared around the body.
Eighteen kinds of weapons including swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks are all available.
There are also dozens of strange weapons, as well as gourds, giant cauldrons, boats, fans and other magic weapons to choose from.
Xiao Cheng understood that he could only choose one.
The magic weapons provided here are all of the same level, and can offset each other's power.
Also, they need to hone their combat experience, and they cannot rely on their magic skills to crush others.
This is only fair.
Xiao Cheng thought for a while, and at present, what he was best at was boxing, which did not require a sword.
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His eyes fell on a set of weapons.
This was an armament consisting of arm guards and combat boots.
It was prepared for people who were good at boxing and kicking.
There were two options for men and women.
Xiao Cheng's heart moved, and he suddenly looked down at his body.
There was a number 90000000 on his chest.
"One zero, two zeros, seven zeros.
In other words, I am the 90 millionth monk who has entered this place.
This number is too terrifying.
Also, who knows how long it has been since the establishment of the Holy Demon God Altar.
Many monks may have left this place or died, but their achievements are still retained in the Holy Demon God Altar.
My number is 90000000.
Well, you can imagine your own image here.
Every time you enter, you can change your image and choose different weapons.
This is also to ensure fairness.
Otherwise, as soon as the face of Shangyang Palace Chief appears, how can the disciples of Shangyang Academy dare to attack?
Now that it's better, we don't even know who the other party is.
When we encounter each other, it's a chaotic fight, each using their own methods to enjoy themselves.
It would be a great sense of accomplishment to be able to beat the soul of a big boss like Shangyang Palace Chief into a pig's head.
However, it seems difficult.
For such an old immortal, how can the combat experience be the same as the basic abilities that a novice like me can match?
As long as you work hard, you may not have a chance to beat him, hehe."
Xiao Cheng pondered these thoughts in his mind, his expression changed, and he suddenly knew the image he wanted to transform today.
As he pointed at the women's arm-protecting boots, he shouted in his heart: "Change it."
There was a puff, and after a puff of white smoke, a woman in a white dress appeared
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