At this time, it was already dark outside, the moonlight was as cold as water, and the windows shone on the ground, and the sunstone on the lampstand in the hall emitted a light yellow light, adding a touch of warmth to the cold and lonely hall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ming Chu and others stood in the hall with their hands down, not squinting. From the moment they entered the main hall, they were greeted by a suffocating pressure from high-ranking monks.

Everyone looked tense and gritted their teeth. One breath, two breaths...... Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and fell to the ground.

The sound of falling to the ground was heard, and everyone's heartstrings tightened. Under the pressure, it was difficult to observe the surrounding situation, and he could only hear the sound of falling to the ground one after another.

Ming Chu bit his lips, his face was pale, his forehead was wet with cold sweat, and his palms had already been pinched out of blood by his nails. She couldn't remember how long she had held on, but it felt like it was incomparably long, and her trembling legs kept reminding her that her body had reached its limit. But she was unwilling to give up, under the sword aura of the ancestor of the Wang family, she was still able to resist stubbornly dragging her injured body, and now she can also persevere. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, she used the weak aura resistance in her body, broke through the limits of her body, raised her head, and stared at the people in the hall, her ears were already deaf, and her eyes were gradually blurred, but she would not admit defeat.

Wuwei Zhenjun looked at the five people who were still persisting in the field with interest, and was satisfied: Yes, there are five people who can resist my coercion this time. In the blink of an eye, she saw Ming Chu, who was resisting with all her might, and her heart moved, adding a little more pressure to her.

Ming Chu felt the pressure on his body suddenly increase, and he noticed the source of the coercion, turned his head with difficulty, and glared angrily in the direction where Wuwei Zhenjun was.

Seeing that the girl was in tears and didn't forget to stare at herself, Wuwei was secretly amazed at her sharpness, and increased the pressure again, he wanted to see where the limit of this girl was. Beside him, Miaoyin Zhenjun noticed his movements, glanced at him disapprovingly, and said: "Wuwei, this kid has only practiced the third layer of qi, you take it easy, don't hurt her." ”

"Don't worry, I only used less than one layer of pressure, and I won't hurt her, I just want to see where this girl's limit is. Miaoyin Zhenjun also knew that he was not a person without proportion, but when he saw that this child was stubborn, he was afraid that he would hurt her too a whim, so he would remind him.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he no longer had the energy to think, so he could only rely on his instinct to operate the mind method to absorb the aura from the outside. She could feel that as soon as the aura penetrated into the meridians, it was absorbed by the dantian, and the dantian, which had already dried up, gradually spread alive under the nourishment of this little aura, as if the dry and cracked earth had suddenly been moistened by a spring rain.

The aura in the dantian rotated faster and faster, forming a small aura vortex, and the aura around the body swarmed over and converged into the vortex. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he felt a throbbing pain in the meridians, knowing that because of the withdrawal of the aura, the meridians had begun to rupture, and he ran the mental method with all his might, speeding up the absorption of the aura, but it was still far from reaching the absorption speed of the aura vortex. Just when Ming Chu thought that he was about to lose his hold, there was a coolness in his chest, and the spiritual energy vortex slowly calmed down under this cool comfort, and then this coolness gradually repaired her damaged meridians along the operation of the mental method.

Wu Wei put away the coercion, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, this girl was able to advance to two layers in a row under his coercion, seeing that she had not woken up yet, could she be promoted to the third layer in a row? Wuwei was excited, at this moment he had already determined that she was the new disciple with the alien spirit root.

The rest of the Yuanying True Monarchs obviously also thought of this, and they could be promoted to two levels in a row under coercion, who else could do it except for the alien spirit root? Although it was only the Qi cultivation period, but with this qualification and understanding, this girl was also a golden baby bump.

Wang Qiqi was a little stunned, others didn't know, but he knew that he had only broken through the third layer of Qi cultivation a few days ago in the early Ming Dynasty, and at this time, seeing her cultivation grow upward, in addition to being happy for her, there was also a trace of frustration.

Li Yu's expression was complicated, he was a single spirit root of the wood genus, and since he was born, he had been regarded as a genius, and the clan had done their best to cultivate him. Over the years, he has never lived up to the cultivation of his family, he has been self-disciplined and introspective, diligent and hard-working, and finally broke through the seventh layer of qi cultivation last year. He felt that he was worthy of the word genius with his talents, after all, he had reached the seventh level of Qi cultivation at the age of eleven, and he was already a leader in the cultivation world. This time he entered the Shangqing Sect, and the clansmen placed great hopes on him, and now compared with the early Ming Dynasty, he felt that his previous pride was really a bit ridiculous.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, after two weeks of pranayama, I found that the meridians had been intact under the cool repair, and I didn't have time to think about it, and I was about to use my strength to resist the coercion, but I found that I don't know when the pressure had disappeared. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he breathed a long sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and saw that all the eyes around him were focused on him, and he was puzzled.

Wang Seventeen saw that she had not yet come to her senses, and leaned over and whispered to her what had happened. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he knew that he had unknowingly broken through the fifth layer of Qi training, and after a moment of trance, he turned around and made a big salute to Wuwei Zhenjun, and said, "Thank you Zhenjun." ”

The disciples were puzzled and didn't understand why she thanked her. Wuwei touched his nose and asked suspiciously, "How do you know that I put the coercion?"

Everyone suddenly realized that the coercion was released by the person in front of them. Wu Wei didn't care much about the reactions of the other disciples, and only stared intently at Ming Chu to ask for the answer, he thought to himself that it was impossible for his cultivation to let the little disciples in the Qi cultivation period notice, but she just found out.

Ming Chu frowned and thought for a while, then replied: "The disciple doesn't know, maybe the disciple is naturally sensitive to the fluctuations of breath and aura." ”

There was no committal, Ming Chu was helpless, and she didn't know why she was the only one who found out. Since she was a child, her senses have been much sharper than ordinary people, and after cultivating, this feeling has become more and more obvious. Since the Spirit Root test, she has attributed this to the fact that she is a Strange Spirit Root, so she doesn't think it's anything unusual. At this time, the early Ming Dynasty did not know what kind of blood and tears were hidden behind this abnormality.

The head of the sect, Lingxu Zhenren, turned the conversation around with a smile: "Being able to stand out in the Heart Refining Mirror Trial today proves that you are all people with strong wills. My generation cultivates the Tao, pays attention to people, luck, and law, and today you are waiting for me to join my Shangqing Sect, which is your luck and the luck of the sect. As for the Fa, when you find a teacher, you will have its own teachings. All the disciples responded in unison, and Lingxu bowed slightly to the Yuanying Zhenjun present, and then retreated to his seat.

"Wang Jiaqi, would you like to come under my door?" a slightly chubby Yuanying Zhenjun in a red robe was the first to ask.

Wang Qiqi was a little confused, he didn't expect that he would be the first disciple to be picked by Yuanying Zhenjun. Ming Chu secretly pushed him, Wang Seventeen came to his senses, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, and shouted: "Master." ”

(To be continued...... ）