Lin Xun didn't care about being left out, he saw that Lu Wenting was not malicious.

"This is my ID."

Lin Xun handed over a special bronze nameplate with the number thirty-nine on the front and twelve on the back.

"Lin Twelve, from Camp No. 39 of the Blood Killing Camp?" Lu Wenting swept it in his hand and recognized Lin Xun's identity.

He seemed a little taken aback: "No wonder you were able to hunt and kill so many military exploits. It turned out to be a student from the Blood Killing Camp. Which class are you from? Who is the chief instructor?"

"I entered the blood killing camp four years ago to study, and the chief instructor is Xu Sanqi." Lin Xun said casually.

Lu Wenting's eyes suddenly became strange, and he said in surprise: "Four years ago? Could it be that four years ago... you were only in the realm of real martial arts?"

Lin Xun nodded.

In four years, from the Zhenwu Realm all the way through the two realms of Linggang and Linghai, and entered the ranks of the higher Cave Heaven Realm!

This……

It's so amazing!

Lu Wenting was shocked and silent for a while, before he said with emotion: "The future generations are terrifying, by the way, which camp did you come from?"

Lin Xun was stunned and said, "I just arrived at the Blood Killing Battlefield today."

"what?"

Lu Wenting lost his voice, his face changed completely, as if he had heard an incredible thing, "You said you... just arrived at the bloody battlefield today?"

Lin Xun frowned, he vaguely noticed that something was wrong.

"This is my recommendation letter." Lin Xun took out a secret jade letter that Zhao Tailai gave him, and handed it over.

When Lu Wenting took it apart, he was stunned, his face became more and more strange, shocked and puzzled, as if he had encountered a great problem.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, looked at Lin Xun and said, "It's late at night, why don't I ask someone to arrange a place for you first, and talk about other things tomorrow?"

Lin Xun nodded in agreement.

...

After a while,

It is located in front of a row of stone houses on the hillside.

"Sir Lin, most of the houses here are vacant, you can choose any one as your own residence."

After the attendant arranged by Lu Wenting led Lin Xun here, after a brief introduction, he left in a hurry, leaving Lin Xun at a loss.

He originally wanted to ask something about the camp, but unfortunately, the attendant was tight-lipped from beginning to end.

Lin Xun took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it. He chose a stone house at random and pushed the door in.

The house was obviously uninhabited, and the tables, beds, and other furnishings were covered with dust.

After a little cleaning, Lin Xun was lying on the bed, but he had many doubts in his heart, which made him unwilling to practice.

Camp seven?

It seems that in the bloody battlefield, the camp belonging to the empire is not the only one.

And that Lu Wenting, when he learned that when he arrived at the Blood Killing Battlefield today, his behavior was too abnormal. There must be some reason for this.

After thinking for a while, Lin Xun stood up and pushed the door out.

He needs to find someone to ask some basic information about the camp, and he already has a candidate in mind——

The guard commander guarding the watchtower.

...

Blood Knife Tavern.

When the guard leader who called himself "Old Huang" brought Lin Xun here, Lin Xun was a little surprised. He didn't expect such a place to exist in the military camp.

The tavern was very lively, and groups of cultivators gathered in it, drinking and chatting, the atmosphere was noisy and chaotic.

"Sir, isn't this place a good place to chat? Many cultivators in our military camp will come here to drink and vent as long as they return from the battlefield. Otherwise, it will be too monotonous and depressing when there are only killings and deaths. All have to fall apart."

Old Huang looked emotional.

He asked for a pot of wine and sat opposite Lin Xun to drink it. The wine was specially brewed spirits, specially provided to cultivators. It tasted as spicy as a knife and had a lot of strength.

Just a pot of wine consumed Lin Xun's 30 points, and the two second-class military merits he exchanged today only got a total of 1,000 points.

In other words, a second-class military merit can be exchanged for 500 points.

These points can be used to exchange for everything, including spending at this tavern.

"I want to ask you something." Lin Xun thoughtfully said.

Lao Huang quickly waved his hand: "I don't dare to ask for advice. If I can help adults, I promise to know everything and say everything."

Lin Xun didn't talk nonsense, and asked the question that he cared most about: "I'm here today for the first time on the battlefield of blood murder. What do you think a newcomer like me should understand first?"

puff!

The wine in Lao Huang's mouth spurted out at once, and his tears almost flowed out of his choking, but he ignored it and looked at Lin Xun with a look of astonishment: "Sir, are you joking?"

joke!

His old Huang is considered an old man who has traveled countless times in the bloody battlefield, but he has never seen such a "newcomer"!

Can a newcomer cut off an arm of the descendant of the dark barbarian royal family?

How could a newcomer cross the battlefield alone and arrive at the camp safely?

The most terrifying thing is that such a newcomer also brought a small mountain-like luggage, which was filled with bloody military exploits!

Lin Xun tapped the table casually with his fingers, and said with a half-smile, "Do you think I'm joking?"

Lao Huang hurriedly shook his head, but he seemed a little horrified, looking at Lin Xun with a strange look that could not be concealed, his expression was exactly the same as Lu Wenting.

Lin Xun suddenly laughed, and Lao Huang's reaction made him realize that this time he didn't find the wrong person.

In the following chat, under Lin Xun's intentional guidance, he quickly got a lot of things from Lao Huang's mouth.

It turned out that the battlefield of blood killing was like an isolated war plane.

There are eight camps where the Empire is stationed here. In each camp, there is an army of elite cultivators of the Empire, and a king of life and death who sits in the camp is solely responsible for the war.

In addition, there are many teams of loose cultivators in the camp. They take risks here, nothing more than to fight some military exploits in exchange for the wealth they need.

Most of these scattered cultivators were organized by the great powers of the aristocratic clan.

Of course, there are also ruthless loners.

The most important thing is that every three years in the battlefield of blood killing, the passage to the empire will be opened!

Only at this time, the imperial cultivators in the blood-killing battlefield have the opportunity to communicate with the empire, requesting assistance, or replenishing military supplies.

And now, there is still half a year before the Battlefield of Blood Killing opens the passage to the empire, but Lin Xun suddenly came today, which naturally seems abnormal.

"I see."

Lin Xun finally realized that he was being "specially taken care of" by Zhao Tailai, and also understood the reason why Lu Wenting and Lao Huang were shocked.

"Every time the channel is opened, it means that a giant teleportation array across the interface is opened. The consumption of high-level spiritual crystals is an astronomical figure. With the financial resources of the empire, it can only be guaranteed to be activated every three years. ."

Lao Huang was full of emotion, but his gaze towards Lin Xun became more and more strange. If this young man really arrived at the battlefield of killing blood today, wouldn't it mean that the empire opened a passage for him alone?

This is incredible!

"When I came, I used the teleportation array set up by the saints in ancient times, which can only be moved by one person."

Lin Xun explained it casually.

But even so, it still made Lao Huang realize that Lin Xun's identity is definitely not simple, otherwise, how could the empire make an exception and specially send him into the bloody battlefield?

"So, in the past two and a half years, you haven't heard any news about the Empire?"

Lin Xun asked suddenly.

"Uh, it should be like this. Unless there is an earth-shattering change, the Blood Slaughter Battlefield and the Empire can only communicate once every three years."

The old man nodded.

"Two and a half years ago..."

Lin Xun pondered, "At that time, it seemed that I had just entered the Forbidden City for less than half a year. I had just certified the identity of the spirit tattoo master and participated in the emperor's 300th birthday banquet..."

"Does this mean that in this bloody battlefield, almost no one knows everything they have done in the past two and a half years?"

Thinking of this, Lin Xun's lips couldn't help but have a faint arc, "That's fine, the less news about yourself, the safer your situation will be..."

"Old Huang, have you heard about the Lord of the Heart Washing Peak?" Lin Xun couldn't help asking.

Old Huang was stunned: "The Lord of the Heart Washing Peak? What kind of bird thing is that?"

Lin Xun suddenly laughed.

Old Huang became more and more puzzled. The young man in front of him was too strange, and there was mystery everywhere. No matter what, he was definitely a great man. Otherwise, how could he be sent to the battlefield of blood killing alone today?

This treatment is not something that everyone can enjoy!

...

"General, there is an urgent matter to report."

Lu Wenting took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and then knocked on the closed door in front of him.

"Enter."

The door opened silently, the room was small, but very clean and tidy.

At this moment, there is a dignified middle-aged man with dark hair and black hair, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, sitting in front of the desk.

Even if he was sitting, he still had the spirit of a dragon and a tiger.

He is the leader of the Empire's No. 7 Camp, General Sun Lie! A life-and-death king who is decisive and domineering.

"General, a strange boy came to our camp today..."

Without waiting for the inquiry, Lu Wenting took the initiative to speak, and told everything about Lin Xun, and specially pointed out that Lin Xun arrived at the Blood Killing Battlefield today.

Originally, Changsun Lie didn't care much. Even if he heard Lin Xun cut off the arm of a dark barbarian prince, it only made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

But when he learned that Lin Xun arrived today, Zhangsun Lie's waist suddenly stood up, and at that moment, it was like a mountain peak was pulled up from the ground and plunged straight into the sky, giving people an air of oppression.

"One person?" Zhangsun Lie asked, his eyes overflowing with radiance.

Lu Wenting handed over the secret letter: "This is a personal recommendation letter from Lord Blood Slaughter, and the general should also read it."

Changsun Lie took a look at it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then a pair of dark eyebrows suddenly locked up.

There is only one sentence on the secret letter: "Do things fairly, without special care."

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