Early in the morning, Gu Ziyan came to Yuyuemen early.

Because today is the unified martial arts test of the Cangying Sect, there are a lot more people in front of the attic than the last time Gu Ziyan came.

Finding his place and standing in the order in which he was arranged, Gu Ziyan could see another "door" from the main entrance of the attic. This "door" is actually an entrance to other spaces, and the other end of the "door" is a small world that only monks above the Bigu period can create.

All the qiē in the small world can be manipulated by the creator, which will not cause harm to the real world, and at the same time, it is more manageable. Therefore, it is often used when competing with various major schools.

And standing next to the "door" in charge of this exam was the man in blue and black suits that Gu Ziyan met in Linglong Pavilion. In the past few days, Gu Ziyan has learned from the mouths of others that this man is the current left envoy of the Cangying Sect, Xingblazing.

His identity was more than Gu Ziyan thought at the beginning, and he could help himself to worship the Cangming Sect more smoothly.

The crowd was almost there, and the examiner began to divide everyone into groups.

The two of them are divided into groups and enter the designated area in the small world together to compete. During the competition, no matter what kind of exercises are used, no matter what means are used, no matter whether it is life or death in the end, no one will interfere.

Regardless of life and death, this point is probably the characteristic of the Demon Dao Sect, for example, the Tianhua Sword Sect next door does not have this kind of regulation, and can only distinguish the winner without harming his life.

"Gu Ziyan."

Hearing that he was named, Gu Ziyan immediately stepped forward and walked into the pavilion. His opponent was already standing there, but Gu Ziyan's attention was not on him, but raised his hand slightly towards Xing Chi next to him, which was regarded as a salute.

But Xing Chi's reaction was somewhat unexpected by Gu Ziyan.

He frowned and immediately asked, "You are Gu Ziyan?" ”

The tone was more appropriate than questioning.

"It's me." Although Gu Ziyan felt that something was not right, he still nodded.

Xingblaze's brow furrowed even tighter, and he suddenly turned around and left, hurrying up to the second floor.

At this time, Gu Ziyan was a little stunned, and a little angry.

What's going on? One or two are like that.

First there is ink, then there is starry, every time it is good at the beginning, and in the end, suddenly without saying a word, turning around and leaving.

"Get in quickly, don't lose time." In the end, it was the examiner who opened his mouth to urge, and Gu Ziyan entered the small world with his opponent.

The area he was assigned to was a wasteland, and in the distance hung on the horizon a sunset that would never set, staining the craggy rocks of the wasteland a golden red. From a distance, the whole scene has a sense of vicissitudes of ancient desolation, which makes people a little unable to take their eyes off.

Such an unusual, but very real scene, I don't know which monk created it.

Just when Gu Ziyan's eyes were still on the wasteland, his opponent was already standing opposite.

Judging from the disdainful expression on his face, this opponent didn't take Gu Ziyan in his eyes at all.

After all, Gu Ziyan is still an ordinary person who has no veins, and his opponent has entered the condensation period. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem to have much chance of winning.

But soon, the look of contempt on the opponent's face disappeared.

Because a few wisps of pale green aura suddenly appeared around Gu Ziyan's body.

A discerning person can see at a glance that this is a situation that will only occur after the successful cutting of the vein. However, there is something special about the fact that these spiritual energy does not come from the outside like ordinary people, but gushes out of Gu Ziyan's body.

It was the aura that came from the wood-based spiritual source in his body.

The so-called cutting of veins is actually to draw the aura of heaven and earth into the body, and refine and penetrate the meridians blocked by debris of mortals. Because each person's qualifications are different, the meridian conditions are also different, so the speed of cutting the veins is also different.

Although Gu Ziyan did not carry out the process of cutting the veins like ordinary people. But in fact, his body was transformed by the Pure Yang Immortal Grass, and it was tempered by the Heavenly Tribulation, and in the end, Mo Ji used the formation to gather all the spiritual power within a hundred miles into his body.

This time, it is difficult for him to think of any miscellaneous things in his body.

The meridians have been tempered and penetrated, and the accumulation of aura has long been enough, and under various coincidences, Gu Ziyan has completed the joint of "cutting the veins" in a unique way. Now, as long as he is willing, he can draw qi into his body at any time and enter the condensation period.

So, Gu Ziyan was in front of his opponent and completed the cutting of the veins in an instant.

Not only that, because the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Period only needed to accumulate aura, and the wood spirit source in Gu Ziyan's body had already accumulated a considerable amount of aura in his place, and at this time, as soon as he entered the Qi Condensation Period, he actually rushed straight to the ninth layer of Qi Condensation!

The opponent's face completely changed this time, and it became extremely ugly.

This competition has ended before it has even begun. It's just that the victory and defeat are exactly the opposite from the beginning.

Just one move.

Gu Ziyan didn't use any special moves, just the simplest syndication, and then condensed the qi into a blade.

The other side has already lost.

"Group 20, Ziyan, win."

With the examiner's shouting, Gu Ziyan was the first to walk out of the small world used in this competition.

When he entered, he was still an ordinary person who had not cut his veins, but when he came out, he was already a ninth-level condensation. Such a change made the onlookers dumbfounded and whispered.

Gu Ziyan didn't care about these gossips, he just silently found a quiet place and waited for the final result to come out.

That is, there are no special surprises, and there are no special expectations.

In the eyes of others, Gu Ziyan was a little too calm. But only he knew that what happened today was nothing more than a repetition of what he had planned for a long time in reality, and there was nothing surprising about it.

A few hours later, the sun was about to set in the west.

All the people who took the exam have already come out, and there is no shortage of dead and wounded during the period.

And at this time, one of the advantages of the Cangming Sect was manifested.

The results have been recorded according to the personal table during the competition just now, and then as long as you add the results of the essay test that have been reviewed, you can see the final result within today.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for an examiner to walk out the door and post the list.

With the slightly crowded crowd, Gu Ziyan also came to the bulletin board where the list was posted, and started to look for his name from the top.

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As the list got lower and lower, and even the opponent who lost to him was on the list, Gu Ziyan began to feel a little anxious.

But until the end, he couldn't find his name from the list.

Did he fall off the list? How can it be!

The others also quickly discovered this matter, so everyone's eyes once again focused on Gu Ziyan.

This time, Gu Ziyan was no longer calm, he strode into the pavilion and asked the examiner: "Why are all the people who failed under me in the martial arts test on the list, but I can't?" ”

The examiner glanced at him, and then stopped.

This kind of silence made Gu Ziyan feel unacceptable, because from the examiner's expression, he could clearly see that there was indeed an ulterior motive between them.

"That's right, your martial arts test results are indeed in the top three." There was a starry voice from the stairs, and he was holding a scroll in his hand, which was the one that Gu Ziyan had answered, "But you didn't pass the literary test, not only did you not pass the guò, but you were also doomed to be impossible to enter the Cangming Sect." ”

Gu Ziyan raised his head, his eyes burning: "Why?" ”

Inexplicably, at the moment of being stared at by this gaze, Xingbla actually had a feeling of chills behind him.

But he would not compromise because of the eyes of a child in the condensation period, so he still raised the scroll in his hand: "No why, what you wrote at that time, you know yourself." ”

Looking at the scroll, Gu Ziyan did not speak.

The moment he uttered the reason, he knew that it was just a righteous excuse - he knew that it was impossible, but there was no way to refute it from the rules.

But until the end, he only stared at Xingbla for a long time, and the hand hidden under the hem of his sleeve clenched a little bit, suppressing the love that kept churning in his chest. He is no longer the Cangyan Demon Venerable who can act recklessly, now he is just an ordinary cultivator, as long as he takes a wrong step, he will incur death.

A moment later, when everyone almost thought that he was about to break out, Gu Ziyan suddenly turned around and left, just like when he first came to this place, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation.

If you can't bear it, you will have a big disaster.

Today's Gu Ziyan does not have any capital that can compete with Xingchi.

Watching Gu Ziyan's back disappear from the street, and finally disappear outside the Yuyue Gate, Xing Chi actually felt relieved.

Obviously he is just a teenager who is only about ten years old, why does he feel like this? The boy was very calm, even when he was angry, it was as if his anger was freezing a layer of ice, and he was still calm on the surface.

This kind of self-control ability that exceeds too much age and experience faintly makes Xingchi feel scared.

The background of the boy could no longer be seen in the distance, and Xingchi also turned back to the second floor.

He sat down in the room where the paper was stored, pondered for a long time, and finally threw the scroll in his hand into the dark blue flame in front of him, and burned it all.

From the moment he knew that the young man was Ziyan, he suddenly understood why when he saw the unfinished painting yesterday, he felt that the red marks on the forehead of the person in the painting were familiar and dazzling.

A wisp of snow hair, a little cinnabar.

Even if Xing Chi hadn't actually seen Cangyan Demon Venerable, he couldn't control himself from thinking in that direction—that person, would it ...... It's back.

Even if he knew that it might just be his own conjecture or delusion, Starblaze would not allow the boy to enter the Firmament Sect.

His instincts told him that if the young man came to the Cang Ming Sect, he would definitely cause some thorny problems.

So one day later, when the young man asked about it, Xingchi just quietly replied: "His martial arts test results failed to pass guò, and he is not on the list." ”

The young man smiled dumbly: "It's not this thing that I asked you to pay attention to. ”

At that time, Xingbla was half-kneeling on the ground, bowing his head and being silent, pretending to be incomprehensible. Anyway, his origin is somewhat peculiar, and it is not too strange to make such a mistake of understanding, and young people do not think too much.

"That's it, when the current matter is over, I'll check it myself." The young man sighed softly and subconsciously touched the ring on his right index finger, as if he didn't know whether to be sure of his conjecture.