"The one who vomited blood, is there anything to do?" several young monks in blue shirts walked over quickly, and one of them shouted at them, "If you have something, go to the doctor, don't get mixed in with the team and mess up the order." ”

Yin Gongzi's clothes were sprayed with blood stains on his clothes, and when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows and was about to attack. Yin Qin hurriedly ripped off his shirt and smiled at the blue-shirted monk: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just feeling a little unwell, I'll be fine after a while, I don't need to see the doctor." ”

The blue shirt is the standard color of the disciples outside the bones of ten thousand beasts, and he glanced at the beast mark on the man's chest, and saw that it was a pitch-black scale python, and said in his heart: Eighty percent of the opening ceremony this time is organized by this ink scale peak, not only the ink scale ancestor came to supervise the formation, but the errands below are also the disciples of the ink scale peak.

The eyes of several blue-shirted monks swept over the blood stains on the ground, and they all sneered when they saw that they were very hard-mouthed. Seeing that there were still curious bystanders around, he shouted loudly to disperse the crowd.

After saying those words, the blood and qi surged again, and there was a rapid cough, and blood marks appeared on the corners of his mouth again. Yin Xiaoxiao and they all saw it, and they all said that it was better to go back to the inn first, and it would not be too late to come back and open the pulse when Yin Qin recovered a little.

He resolutely said that it didn't matter, and said that the old turtle blood on his body was very solid, and it would be good to vomit all the turbid blood. Yin Xiaoxiao was skeptical, and persuaded Yin Qin to take some more pills.

There were well-informed people around, and they had already seen that it was the Red Dragon Pill that they were taking, so they exchanged heads and ears with the people on the side, and it didn't take much effort, and everyone's eyes became weird when they looked at it again.

He couldn't take care of it, so he took out a bottle of Red Dragon Pill from the animal skin bag, opened the lid and poured it all into his mouth, so he swallowed three bottles in a row before he stopped. Yin Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to ask him, how did he feel?

He was about to speak with a bitter face, when he suddenly heard the melodious ringing of the bell in the Qingdi Temple, and under the attention of all the people, the heavy temple door slowly opened.

Yin Qin originally thought it was very simple, thinking that everyone lined up, went into the temple to buy the Kaimai Dan, and then found a shack to get into, and waited for the Kaimai to be opened.

The actual process was much more complicated than he had imagined, and every mortal who purchased the Kaimai Pill had to register and make a book. The specific content not only includes the name and age, the hometown, but also the details of the three generations of the ancestors. In addition, it is necessary to enter the information of the guarantor who can provide the guarantee for this information, so that in case it is necessary in the future, the sect will find the guarantor to find out the authenticity.

However, if he thought about it carefully, there was some reason for Ten Thousand Beasts Valley to be so cautious, after all, if he joined the sect, even the outer disciples would receive a subsidy of a low-level spirit stone every month. A low-level spirit stone is not a huge amount of money for a monk, but for ordinary people, they can't earn a stone like this in their lifetime.

People provide spirit stones for free, so it is natural to check the roots and feet of the monks clearly.

They were within a hundred people in front, and they waited for half an hour before entering the Qingdi Temple. In front of him was a long case, and there were seven disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts who were in charge of making the book sitting side by side. While asking questions according to the subject, he wrote and scratched on the paper scroll, asked one person, and wrote a thin booklet.

When it was Chenqin's turn, the disciple who asked the question was embarrassed, and Yinqin could only provide his father's basic information, and nothing else was available. The disciple bit the brush and pondered for a long time, and then he took it upon himself to fill in the booklet. Yin Qin peeked and finally knew that his grandfather's name was Yin Changshou.

It was easy to "make" this booklet, and I took the freshly baked booklet to the bell tower on the right hand side to buy Kaimai Dan. This time, the procedure was much simpler, several of them had the invitation card of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts in their hands, and after handing over two spirit stones, they each found twenty low-level spirit stones, as well as a talisman with gossip marks and numbers.

The Kaimai Dan is the size of a pigeon's egg, wrapped in red silk on the outside, torn open on the red silk, and inside is a pill sealed with beeswax. After receiving the pill, another monk in green shirt took each of them to a shadow wall and showed them an image of a shirtless man painted on it.

The monks in green robes in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts are all inner disciples, and their cultivation has reached above the foundation building, and in the eyes of mortals, they are no different from the immortals who fly to the heavens and the earth.

A group of high-minded young men looked at the green-shirted monk, their eyes full of admiration. Monk Qingshan is about forty years old, and he is a fairy wind bone, not only has a good skin, but also has excellent eloquence.

In fact, these things that should be paid attention to, everyone was familiar with them before coming, and even Yin Gongzi's lazy temperament was forced by his father to recite these things by his ears.

Despite this, when the Aoyama monk explained, the young men stared at him intently, not daring to miss the slightest detail.

The explanation of the green-shirted monk also made people feel that it was worth the ticket price, and he insisted on a boring theory, citing it from the side, and talking about it very beautifully. The teenagers gathered around him and listened in fascination, but they stood outside the crowd with a drowsy look.

The green-shirted monk glanced at the courtesy, his brows furrowed slightly, he silently used the Xuangong, and suddenly the whole person was shrouded in a moving light, this brilliance seemed to have a kind of attraction that people couldn't extricate themselves, even the two sparrows that had been jumping around the tree suddenly stopped, stood on the branch, tilted their heads and stared at him blankly.

Mortals who don't know the truth will think that this is the magic power of immortals, but to put it bluntly, it is a kind of kung fu that uses divine consciousness to influence the minds of others. The method used by the foundation building monks was not very effective in actual combat, but it was used on these mortals who had not opened their pulses, but it was tried and tested repeatedly, and it was quite effective.

The green-shirted monk thought that the stupid thing outside the circle would be attracted by his own look, but who knew that the thing was leaning against the pillar and glared at it. A wave of anger surged in the heart of the green-shirted monk, but considering that this was a major matter of the sect, he endured it and did not teach a lesson, but he firmly remembered the appearance of a fool in his heart.

What he didn't know was that the reason why Yin Qin was so difficult was purely because he had spurted out a large amount of essence blood before, although he had eaten several bottles of Red Dragon Pill, but that thing only helped the essence blood regenerate. As a barbarian who relies on blood, the best way to replenish essence blood is to find a place where no one disturbs and sleep.

Yin Qin stood up and didn't rush to the side of the bell tower, and fell asleep, only to feel that the guy who explained was endless, so annoying, and it was easy for him to put away his tongue, and Yin Qin gathered the Yin family brothers and sisters together, and told everyone to say two words, and he was ready to go to the bamboo shed according to the direction on the talisman, and sleep first.

"Brother Diligence!"

Yin Qin turned his head and saw Yin Xiaoxiao waving his fist at him with an encouraging expression on his face: "You must open your pulse!"

Yin Qin laughed, but couldn't help muttering in his heart: "This girl is really underbeaten, don't you know the word 'must' in the movie?"