It was not the first time that Fang Yi had entered the secret realm through the teleportation array, he didn't know the principle of the formation of the teleportation array, but every time he used the teleportation array, Fang Yi could feel the pressure from the space, but as his cultivation increased, this pressure became weaker and weaker.

The distance of this teleportation should not be very far, when Fang Yi first felt that kind of pressure, his body was light, but when Fang Yi opened his eyes, he found that his wife, who was originally with him, was gone.

For the disappearance of his wife, Fang Yi was mentally prepared before, and Bai Chuxia still had the Yang Returning Pill on his body, Fang Yi was not too worried, Fang Yi observed in the past few days, those young people from the cultivator world, there were also those who were not as good as Bai Chuxia's cultivation.

"What is this place?"

Fang Yi raised his vigilance and looked around, although this was just a secret realm for martial artists to cultivate, Fang Yi still didn't dare to be careless, in Fang Yi's mind, the secret realm handed down from ancient times would always have some special places.

"Hmm, why is it just such a hall?" With a sweep of his eyes, Fang Yi had already seen the surrounding situation clearly.

What made Fang Yi a little stunned was that he was actually in an empty hall, which was built with a kind of blue boulders, and he didn't know where the light came from, illuminating the hall very transparently, allowing Fang Yi to see the scene in the hall clearly.

The space in the hall was very large, thousands of square meters, but except for the cyan ground slabs and cyan walls, there were no objects in the hall, and when Fang Yi raised his feet and walked accurately, he found that his body was completely unable to move.

"What's going on?"

Fang Yi had a bad feeling in his heart, except that his head could be turned around, Fang Yi's feet seemed to have taken root in the ground, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a step, and his arms were the same, as if he didn't even have the strength to lift up.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, didn't you say that this is a place where martial artists practice, and it's useless for cultivators?"

Fang Yi kept twisting his head, his mind was spinning rapidly, he never thought that as soon as he entered this secret realm, he would be dismounted, could it be that he was imprisoned here for a month like this?

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, how can I be so familiar with this name?" Just as Fang Yi was struggling desperately, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"You, who are you?"

Fang Yi was taken aback by this somewhat immature voice, although his body was imprisoned, but his divine sense was not, after finding that his body could not move, Fang Yi released his divine sense, before hearing this voice, Fang Yi was 100% sure that there was no one else in this space except himself.

"I, who am I?"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, the voice sounded again, but there was a hint of confusion in his voice, "I don't remember who I am anymore, just like I don't remember who the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable is, but this name is very familiar, who is the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable? Who am I?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable is Dao Ancestor, as for who you are, how do I know. ”

Fang Yi replied angrily, he was already sure that the voice in his head was not an illusion at this time, for this person who was inexplicably talking to him, Fang Yi had a deep fear in his heart, because he couldn't sense the existence of the other party at all.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable is a Dao Ancestor, I don't remember, I don't remember who I am. That voice then sounded in Fang Yi's mind.

"Then what do you remember?" Fang Yi said with a little crying and laughing, he never imagined that such a scene would occur before entering the secret realm.

"I remember that whenever someone came in, I would arrange for them to go through it. That voice seemed to be very willing to talk to Fang Yi, and was not angry because of Fang Yi's attitude.

"You arranged the training of this secret realm?" Fang Yi was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Isn't this place only suitable for martial arts training? Why can't I move after I come in? Are you playing ghosts?"

"What is a warrior?"

The voice said a little strangely: "Are they those people who are very weak? They are not considered Qi Refiners, and with their qualifications, it is difficult for them to become Qi Refiners, if it weren't for a few people who I looked at before, none of them would have been able to continue their cultivation." ”

"What? people who were able to advance to the innate in the past, just because you looked pleasing to the eye?" Hearing the words of that voice, Fang Yi was a little dumbfounded, could it be a chance for the outside world to speculate, it was just determined by the preferences of the person behind this voice, so the so-called experience, isn't it just a joke?

Moreover, this voice revealed a message, making Fang Yi understand that this place must have been handed down from ancient times, because only at that time, cultivators were called qi refiners, and in modern times, they were all called cultivators.

"Yes, if it doesn't please the eyes, just tease them. The voice continued, "It's just that those people are so weak, I've been careful, but some of them are still dead." ”

"Those who died were the result of your teasing. Fang Yi was really speechless this time, life and death seemed extremely indifferent in this voice, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior of depriving others of their lives.

"They shouldn't have entered here in the first place, so what's the point of dying?"

There was not the slightest hint of joy or anger in that voice, "I've been here for a long time, so long that I've forgotten a lot of things, and I haven't spoken to anyone for a long time, and you're the first one in countless years." ”

"Who the hell are you?" Fang Yi was a little creepy when he heard it, could this voice be an old ghost, he could actually live to the point of forgetting, Fang Yi couldn't imagine how many years had passed before he could forget the previous things.

"I said I couldn't remember who I was, why do you ask?" the voice said.

"Then why are you imprisoning me?" Fang Yi asked.

"You are barely a Qi Refiner, I will arrange for you to train. ”

The voice said as a matter of course: "I remember that the meaning of my existence is to arrange for cultivators to practice here, but the people who came in before were not considered cultivators, and in my recent memory, you are the first. ”

"What? This is actually a cultivator's training ground?"

Fang Yi was startled when he heard this, originally he thought that he was just accompanying the prince to study this time, and come in to see the secret realm that could bring opportunities to martial artists, but he didn't think that things were all reversed, and only he dared to meet the standards of training here.

"It's a Qi Refiner, not a cultivator, and you're not a Qi Refiner now, you just have the qualifications to become a Qi Refiner. The voice was full of dissatisfaction, "But you are the only one with good qualifications over the years, so I came out to talk to you, by the way, let me see how your qualifications are?"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Yi suddenly saw a beam of light shining on his body, under this light, Fang Yi only felt that the clothes on his body seemed to have been taken off, and his body seemed to have no secrets under this light.

"Hey, you have the breath of a walker in you. The voice suddenly snorted, revealing a strange feeling.

"What is a walker?" Fang Yi was very unaccustomed to this feeling of being exposed to others, although there was no one around him, Fang Yi knew that the person behind this voice was observing him at the moment.

"Walkers are people who don't have hair, and together with cultivators, they are collectively called cultivators, and they also have a title, called qi refiners. That voice doesn't know how many years I haven't communicated with anyone, but I don't have to answer Fang Yi's questions and I am not impatient.

"A person without hair, then, isn't that a person from the Buddhist Sect?" Hearing the words spoken by that voice, Fang Yi muttered to himself, the title of cultivator who dares to love was not created by the people behind him, there were also cultivators in ancient times.

"I don't know. ”

The voice said: "Strange, the aura of the walker on your body is very weak, but it is very pure, the exercises you practice are also the exercises of the qi refiner, but why is your cultivation so weak, the bone has been twenty years, why haven't you become a qi refiner?"

"I have practiced Taoist kung fu since I was a child, and the inheritance of qi refiners does not have Buddhist exercises, where does the breath of a practitioner come from?"

Fang Yi didn't care about the last paragraph of the voice, but distinguished, although Fang Yi did not reject Buddhism, and had read many Buddhist classics, he had worshiped Sanqing instead of Amitya Buddha since he was a child, this point must be made clear.

"Yes, in your sea!" the voice said affirmatively.

"Knowing the sea?"

Fang Yi was about to refute, but he was suddenly stunned for a moment, he thought of the incident when he was hit by a Manchurian car just below the mountain, and the gabala he wore on his chest was gone, but there was more information in his mind, and it was from then on that Fang Yi had the ability to sense qi.

"Could it be that Gabala has the breath of Buddhism?"

Fang Yi gave birth to a trace of enlightenment in his heart, Gabala was originally refined from the bones of Tibetan Buddhist monks after they sat down, and they themselves had incredible mental power, so it could also explain where his abilities came from back then.

"Your practitioner's aura is too weak, much weaker than the exercises you have cultivated. The voice rang out again.

"Is my cultivation really very weak?" Hearing this voice's evaluation of himself again, Fang Yi was also a little unconvinced.

Since Fang Yi's debut, he has never seen anyone younger and more cultivated than himself, whether it is in the eyes of Song Tianyu or Le Kai and others, Fang Yi is half a genius, but this voice is so unbearable, as if he is useless.

"Except for those who are not practitioners, you are the weakest one. The voice said, "I seem to remember something, I remember that most of the people who came in to train before had a bone mass in their teens, much younger than you." ”

"A teenager is already an innate cultivator?"

Fang Yi was taken aback by that voice, according to Song Tianyu, Le Kai and others, although it is not unique to be promoted to innate before the age of thirty, it is also rare, even in the cultivator world, it is a rare genius, Fang Yi has never heard of a person who has become an innate cultivator in his teens.

"It's not what you said about an innate cultivator, it's a qi refiner!" That voice corrected Fang Yi's statement, but it made Fang Yi suffer another blow, compared to the ten-year-old qi refiner, Fang Yi felt that he had really lived in vain for more than twenty years before.

"Although your cultivation is too weak, your qualifications are quite average, and you can barely accept the trial. It seemed to see Fang Yi's frustration, and that voice actually knew how to comfort Fang Yi.

"Reluctantly?" Fang Yi scratched his head, and when he put his hand on his head, he suddenly realized that the power that imprisoned him didn't know when it disappeared.

"Are you going to be tested?" the voice asked.

"What are the consequences?"

Fang Yi hesitated when he heard this, he really didn't prepare for this, he was originally going to study with the prince, but he didn't think about it, but he went to the examination room by himself, he knew this, Fang Yi left a Yang Pill on himself.

"Your cultivation is really too weak, if you pass the trial, you can barely enter the Qi Refining Period. The voice said with some uncertainty, listening to Fang Yi's ears, these words were very reluctant.

"Just one trial to enter the Qi refining period?"

Fang Yi's surprise or shock today was really not small, although he was now a late-stage cultivator, he could be regarded as half a foot into the threshold of the Qi Refining Period, but Fang Yi also knew that his foundation was too shallow, and it was not easy to step through this one-step approach.

"What if I don't pass the trial?" Fang Yi opened his mouth to ask, he had always acted cautiously, if he was replaced by Peng Bin, as soon as he heard that he could advance to the Qi refining period, I am afraid that he would directly ask to start the trial without saying a word.

"Death!"

The voice regained its cold tone, "Cultivators, they are originally acting against the sky, when they have the courage to fear life and death, I can only adjust the difficulty of the trial to the minimum, if you can't even pass the trial of that difficulty, stay here forever." ”

"Life and death!"

Fang Yi squeezed out these two words from between his teeth, although he had encountered many life and death crises before, but they were all in a passive situation, Fang Yi had no time to think about life and death at all, he could only fight hard in order to have a chance of survival.

But now that the word life and death are put out for Fang Yi to choose, Fang Yi is a little hesitant, after all, he is only in his twenties, and since he has been cultivating since the bottom of the mountain, he has been walking quite smoothly all the way, so even if Fang Yi's Dao heart is far beyond ordinary people, in the face of the great joy and fear of life and death, he has lost his Dao heart for a while.

"Hmm? I almost went astray. At the moment when Fang Yi's mind was lost, a chill suddenly came out of the sea of knowledge, making his spirit clear.

Fang Yi suddenly realized that the situation he had just now was very dangerous, that kind of thinking was originally unsolvable, if he acted only to be greedy for good times and resist in adversity, then in the end it would definitely be a dead end, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the result could be imagined.

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