Chapter 485 (1/2)

Half an hour later, the door of the main hall opened, and everyone woke up with a start. Their faces changed a lot. However, they could not find anything unusual.

Sun Zifu and other four people have already returned to their original positions. They don't see any flaws in their expressions. They just occasionally make eye movements and show a hint of ridicule.

The demon priest sits with his knees crossed. His thin body is becoming smaller and smaller now. It seems that he has lost too much power to preside over the ceremony.

He didn't say anything more. The demon monk outside the hall walked into the hall and took everyone away.

When Qin Huan came out, he saw another group of young demons after them. Now he is waiting outside the hall, his eyes are full of expectation.

Unfortunately, they have no idea what the outcome will be after entering the hall.

Together with Qin Huan, there were about 600 people who passed the test of the magic statue. Now they gathered together.

”Congratulations, everyone, you have passed the test and obtained the basic qualification to join the magic way. The promotion gate will be opened tomorrow. You can freely move in the public area of the magic city today. Never, from now on, everyone is strictly forbidden to fight in private. If they disobey, they will be punished severely, or even deprived of the qualification to enter the demon promotion gate. ”

After arranging the residence, the monks left by themselves. It seems that after passing the examination of the magic way, they won some recognition and no longer restricted them.

All the people of the black devil sect were placed in a huge courtyard. Qin Huan chose a room at will. The rest of the black devil sect monks left quickly, with a faint taste of avoidance.

Qin Huan closed the door and didn't care about these people's reactions. He scanned carefully and didn't notice anything wrong. He crossed his knees and entered the soul space.

The soul calling bell was still sleeping, and had no response to his temptation. Qin Huan felt it carefully, and now the purple light point was in the sealed state. Qin Huan's mind was slightly relaxed. He was recognized as the LORD by the soul calling bell. Although it was strange now, it would not hurt him. As for how to get rid of it, he had to wait for the soul calling bell to wake up and then find a way.

When Qin Huan opened his eyes, it was dark outside. After a moment's thinking, he pushed the door out. The whole courtyard was very quiet. The room was in darkness, as if everyone had gone out.

Just then, a few people walked outside the courtyard, and a faint voice of conversation came to their ears. ”Go, I heard that there is a wake-up water in a shop in the west city. It's a treasure that can keep the soul awake all the time. If you can get it into the demon rising gate, you can rely on it more!”

”In order to improve the passing rate of disciples, there will be many precious treasures in the night market of Tianmo city. We must not miss them!”

”Let's go! step on it! If you're late, I'm afraid you'll be in the air! ”

Several people left in a hurry.

Qin Huan thought about it. No wonder there was no one in the courtyard. All the people who wanted to come to the black devil sect went to buy the treasure.

As for why no one called him

There are strict rules for the promotion of demons. If you are over a hundred years old, the difficulty of the test will skyrocket several times. Unless your strength goes against the sky, you will never pass.

So even though Qin Huan showed his extremely strong cultivation, all the people of the black demon sect still kept away from him, for fear that they would be involved in him, and would be involved after entering the demon promotion gate.

Why do the people of the black devil sect decide that Qin Yu is over 100 years old? The biggest reason, of course, is to borrow Yao Bin's identity. Who doesn't know? Master Yao has been dormant in the black devil clan for decades, and he is definitely an old guy with his thumb.

What's more, if you're not old enough, can Yao have such a strong cultivation? Subconsciously, no one will think that a peer can have the strength to completely crush them!

Qin Huan would not explain them more. He closed the door and walked out of the courtyard.

The demonic city in the night, because tomorrow's ascending demonic gate ceremony, appears to be particularly lively, with bright lights like the day. The streets were full of people. Qin Huan chose a direction at will and followed the crowd.

Most of the contacts are young monks who will take part in the promotion of demons tomorrow. They look forward to each other with full confidence on their faces.

It's normal for a hundred people to choose one or two of them.

Therefore, there are a large number of monks participating in the promotion of magic. In addition to the twelve Branches of magic, each family of magic, many sects attached to the magic, and even the experts in the scattered cultivation of magic, all have a certain amount of recommendation.

According to rough calculation, the number of monks entering the ascending magic gate is at least 10000. Of course, those who finally enter the magic gate are only 200.

Qin Huan is confident that with his current strength, it's not difficult to stand out from the magic gate. But who can be sure of everything in the world? If he can find some treasures and improve his chances of winning, he certainly won't mind.

It's a pity that I've seen a lot of magic treasures along the way, and some of them are really good, attracting many monks to fight for them, but they don't attract Qin Huan very much.

On the long street, no matter the shops on both sides or the stalls on the street, people are surging. From time to time, you can hear the voice of bargaining between the buyer and the seller.

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice came into the ear, ”hum! If you want to raise the price at this point, you can double it if you want to play. One hundred thousand spirit stones, I want this! ”Qin Huan subconsciously picked up his eyebrows and looked at it along with his voice. Sun Zifu was the one who opened his mouth among the demonic monks who had circled inside and outside. At this moment, the legitimate son of the demon family, with a sneer on his face, stood a tall nun with a layer of transparent gauze on his face, which seemed to be extremely attractive.

This woman was a gorgeous nun who attracted four second generation ancestors to fight in the auction house on that day. Although he knew that Qi Sheng would never buy the congenital wood without them, Qin Huan really didn't like these people.

Just about to turn around and leave, he suddenly stopped at his feet. In the soul space, the soul calling bell in the deep sleep suddenly vibrated. The strong desire was passed on to Qin Huan, and the object it wanted was the black stone in the hands of the surprise vendor.

”Hum! Sun Daoyou, it's only a hundred thousand Lingshi. Do you want to take this stone? I'll pay 150000. ” On the opposite side, the sullen monk sneered.

”Three hundred thousand!” Sun Zifu's face doesn't matter.

”Three hundred and fifty thousand.”

”Seven hundred thousand!”

The crowd was shocked. Although for most people here, 700000 Lingshi is not too outrageous, the key is sun Zifu's attitude of throwing money and not caring.

Look, this is the real moat!

In the crowd, many women of the magic gate blinked and gave spinach in autumn.

Sun Zifu's heart is full of beauty, a little money can harvest, many beautiful women's favor, it's really worth it.

Fortunately, he knows what his main purpose is today. He just smiles at Zhou Fenghuang.

”Stall owner, can I have a look at this stone?” In the crowd, suddenly out of a monk, a black robe covered his whole body, only to see that he was a big man, quite a bit powerful.

The stall owner hesitated and knew the value of the stone. He was obviously not at ease.

The black robed friar said lightly: ”do you dare to rob under the full view of the public?”

The stall owner thought for a while, nodded and gave the stone to him. The black robed monk thanked him and took it into his hand and observed it carefully for a while.

Sun Zifu looks calm, which is not obstructed. In his opinion, the stone is already his thing. The more these people see it, the more disappointed they will be in the end.

”A million stone.” The black robed monk quoted a price and returned the stone to the stall owner. Everyone was amazed. Unexpectedly, this man was so low-key and had such a big hand.