Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 95 Who taught him to dig a ditch like this!

When this unlucky team name came out, the whole audience was silent for a while.

Then came the shouting and cursing.

"Liu Tietou, you bastard! You were the first one to come up with a name! You came up with this name!"

"Grandson, where are you? Your father will practice with you now."

"Get out here, you bastard!"

However, these wandering cultivators kept shouting and cursing for a long time, but the naming expert nicknamed Liu Tietou did not show up.

He ran away a long time ago.

In an alley a few blocks away, a bald man swung his arm and slapped his younger brother.

"I asked you to register a name for me, and you registered this for me. Do you want me to die?"

"Brother, you are wronged. Didn't you ask me to choose this name?"

"When did I say that?"

"'Just pick whatever you want, all the good names are given to dogs anyway.' Isn't that what you said the other day?"

The subordinate felt very wronged and covered his face and cried.

Liu Tietou's head was buzzing. This little brother of his was loyal, but a little silly.

But Liu Tietou didn't expect that he could be so stupid.

"You, you, I'll kill you sooner or later.

Stop howling, or someone will hear you.

Get up quickly and follow me."

Liu Tietou picked up his little brother and stuck his bald head out of the alley to observe for a while.

"Where are you going?" the younger brother asked, covering his face.

"We can't stay in this crappy place anymore, let's go south."

After saying that, Liu Tietou put on a bamboo hat, covering his face and bald head tightly, pretending to be calm as he walked out of the alley and headed towards the mountain gate.

The younger brother wiped away his tears, told himself not to be afraid, put on his hat, walked out of the alley, and ran towards the mountain gate following his elder brother's back.

At the entrance of the dungeon, the monk in charge of identity verification shouted several times. When no one answered, he drew a cross next to this unfortunate name.

"Next one, single number one, Chen Jiu."

"Underground city, sky cave and desolate tomb."

Chen Jiu took a breath, stood up from his chair, looked around at everyone, and bowed.

"My fellow Taoists, I, Chen Jiu, will be the first to step into the formation for you."

Wang Ma and Bai Xiaochun are very lively people. Now they are betting on how long this guy named Chen Jiu can stay in there.

This period of undercover work allowed Wang Ma to know all the independent cultivators near Yangguan Road.

He remembered that this man named Chen Jiu was born into a family of swordsmen in the martial arts world. He had many adventures and fought his way from Qi training to foundation building.

Although he has embarked on the path to immortality, his martial arts spirit has not changed at all.

"We have to get through the first small level at least." Wang Ma guessed.

"This guy looks quite strong, I think so too." Bai Xiaochun agreed.

"You two guessed the same thing, so why are you still betting?" Li Jue looked at the two of them in confusion.

"I guess he will come out soon." Lin Feng suddenly said.

After saying that, Lin Feng didn't explain and returned to his usual cold and aloof self.

At the entrance.

Chen Jiu took a deep breath and stepped into the teleportation array. With a flash of green light, his figure appeared in a cave.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Chen Jiu was stunned for a moment. He felt that this place was too real.

He looked up and saw that there really seemed to be a sinkhole entrance there, and he was standing right below it.

The rocks, plants, dilapidated stone houses, and ancient tombs scattered in the dark caves in the distance all look like the real thing.

In Chen Jiu’s previous thinking, the so-called dungeon was nothing more than digging a hole in the ground, setting up a few traps at intervals, and fighting mechanical puppets.

“I didn’t expect it to be so generous!”

Chen Jiu became interested in this underground city. He pinched his hands and cast a small spell to allow himself to see at night, hoping to see clearly what was in the distance.

But what he didn't expect was that the effect of this spell was minimal.

The ancient tomb in the darkness in the distance was still vague.

Then, perhaps signaling the official start of the dungeon trial, the simulated sky and sunlight in the cemetery above Chen Jiu's head vanished, plunging the entire dungeon into complete darkness.

Chen Jiu regretted not buying a set of [Field Exploration Set] produced by Qianji Pavilion before coming here.

There are a lot of things there that are just perfect for this situation.

Helplessly, he could only light a Taoist talisman and bless his long sword with a spiritual flame.

He held up the knife, illuminating the darkness in front of him, and walked forward cautiously.

After walking a few steps, Chen Jiu did not find any danger, but he did not relax and continued to observe his surroundings carefully.

Until he saw something emitting a faint light in the half-collapsed stone house.

Some people are phototactic. If they see something like this, they will feel uncomfortable if they don't go over to take a look.

But Chen Jiu was a very cautious person. He felt that this thing must be a trap and there must be something waiting for him in the house.

"Oh, I won't be fooled."

On the ground, inside the Qianji Pavilion.

Zhang Ze and the others were gathered in front of a huge video box, observing Chen Jiu.

"Senior brother, this guy is so cautious. He didn't enter the house." Chen Qin said.

In the shadow behind the door of the stone house, there is a low-level sword spirit hidden, and two thousand-machine puppets are hanging on the ceiling.

That glowing thing is also a trap.

If an ordinary foundation-building cultivator was attracted by the light, even if he didn't enter the house, but just got close to it, he would be in great pain to leave.

"Indeed, but it doesn't matter. There are still pits waiting for him ahead." Zhang Ze said he didn't care.

The pit that Zhang Ze mentioned is a real pit.

In the underground city.

Chen Jiu kept staring at the stone house and kept a cautious distance from it.

His steps were steady, so steady that he stepped into the ditch in front of him.

Zhang Ze asked Fu Ji to dig a ditch here.

The ditch was dug very cleverly, taking advantage of people's visual differences.

Since most foundation-building spells are suppressed by the formations in the dungeon, this ditch cannot be discovered unless you look down at your feet while walking.

Especially those who walked here, either they were caught in a panic by the ambush in the stone house, or they were like Chen Jiu, with all their attention focused on the stone house.

Of course, if a reckless person uses the escape technique to fly forward directly, there will be a bigger pit waiting for him ahead.

However, to trap a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, just a ditch is far from enough.

It also needs to be matched with a monster that can push people into the ditch, and a thing that hides in the ditch and pulls people's legs.

The moment Chen Jiu lost his balance, a small black shadow rushed out from behind a huge rock.

"Let me hug you tightly!" the thing screamed.

But just as Chen Jiu was responding, he didn't expect that the ghost thing didn't hug him.

Instead, he rushed over and kicked him hard.

He kicked Chen Jiu, shattering his protective spiritual energy and kicking him into the ditch.

Then several rope-like things were whipped around his waist, pulling Chen Jiu deeper.

There seemed to be a high-level formation in the ditch. As soon as Chen Jiu fell in, he felt weak all over, as if his spiritual energy had been drained.

He fell onto something that looked like a cushion, and the long sword slipped out of his hand and fell to the side. Before he could get up, he saw several black rays stabbing towards him.

A series of unexpected events left Chen Jiu with no time to react. This was even more outrageous than the most dangerous crisis he had encountered in the first half of his life.

Moreover, the sudden loss of control over spiritual energy and the feeling of powerlessness of becoming a mortal again made Chen Jiu feel desperate.

Chen Jiu closed his eyes. At this moment he really thought he was going to die.

His only thought before dying was to curse the person who designed this so-called dungeon in his heart.

"Who the hell taught him to dig ditches like that?! Is he a dog?"

Inside the Qianji Pavilion.

Zhang Ze sighed when he saw that the first unlucky guy’s progress in completing the game was not even 2%.

"Fuji, it's your turn."

"Okay, um. How do you say the opening line?" asked Fu Ji.

"Gold medal customer service Fu Ji is at your service." Zhang Ze handed a stack of small cards to Fu Ji.

(End of this chapter)