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The paper was extremely white, without a trace of being dyed cyan, and the results of Wu Ming's talent test naturally went without saying.

Seeing this result, the senior brother Chao Xiaoyang, who had been silent on the side, finally spoke, only to see him with a sneering look on his face, and sneered: "I should have come to such a stunning new disciple, it turned out that the sect was troublesome and kicked over to raise the waste that eats white rice." ”

These words were extremely harsh, but Wu Ming had heard similar words a lot since he was a child, and he didn't care about it, just stood quietly in place and waited for the master to speak.

"Silent Yang, how did you talk to the little junior brother!"

Yan Jia reprimanded, and Chao Lianyang hurriedly arched his hand and said, "The disciple knows his mistake." However, his face did not improve in the slightest, and he still cast disdainful glances at Wu Ming from time to time.

Yan Jia's mood at this time was not very good, he pondered for a moment, and asked Wu Mingdao: "I don't know the name of Ling Zun?" ”

Wu Ming knew that this was exploiting the details, and Yan Jia also understood that with Wu Ming's qualifications, he would not be able to enter the gate of the One Sword Sect without a backstage.

"My father, Wu Yu, the king of Changshan." Helpless, Wu Ming could only report his father's name.

"I see."

The three people present let out an exclamation at the same time, Wu Yu, the king of Changshan, was born weak and could not practice, this was a joke among the upper echelons of the entire dynasty, and they had naturally heard of it. At the beginning, when Wu Ming reported his name, the three of them hadn't connected him with the prince of Changshan, but now when they heard him report his father's name, they immediately woke up.

"Since he is the son of King Yu, it is okay, in the future, he will cultivate under the throne of the teacher, and when the three years are over, he will go down the mountain." Yan Jia sighed and said as pleasantly as possible.

Wu Ming also knew that Yan Jia must be dissatisfied in his heart, after all, the disciple who finally accepted the door turned out to be a waste material who relied on the family to come in for a "vacation", and normal people would be unhappy. There is no seizure now, but he is afraid of the name of King Yu and does not dare to complain.

"The disciple obeys the instructions." Wu Ming replied respectfully. He himself didn't expect to be treated well in the sect, as long as he didn't drive him away.

"Hmm. There are still a lot of vacant rooms in this soul exorcism hall for the teacher, let the second senior brother take you to choose a suitable room to live in, so as not to have to travel a long way up the mountain in the future, you can go. Yan Jia waved his hand and motioned for Mo Xiaobao to take him to a room.

"Master......"

Wu Ming was about to retreat, but Mo Xiaobao on the side was a little hesitant, he scratched his head and reminded softly, "Senior Brother's soul Dao talent has not been tested yet." ”

The four people in the courtyard were stunned by one sentence, Yan Jia seemed to think of something, and there was a light in his eyes.

"What else is the soul path to measure, the qi refining talent is so poor, can the soul path be good? Besides, if you are the son of a prince, can you cultivate soul path and demon art like you and me? Senior Brother Chao Xiaoyang spoke again, and his tone was still as unkind as before.

Wu Ming heard the conversation of several people on the side, and was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that this soul exorcism vein actually dared to cultivate demon and ghost soul arts, no wonder he called himself "soul exorcism vein", and now he can only live in the deep mountains and old forests, and eighty percent of them are also affected by soul art.

The Jindan Immortal Dao promoted by the three sects of Taoism, after 5,000 years of tempering, has been recognized as the orthodox cultivation method in the world, and all the other methods are the last stream of demons and evils, just like the academic court deposed the hundred schools of thought and respected Confucianism. But Jiuxiao's nearly 5,000-year history, there are also methods such as soul cultivation and physical cultivation that are different from Jindan Avenue, but they have been suppressed by the powerful Daomen, coupled with the continuous contradictions between the human race and the demon race, and the accumulation of hatred from generation to generation, these soul cultivators give up the orthodox Jindan Avenue and do not go, to learn the law of demons and evils, naturally it is a rat crossing the street Everyone shouts and beats.

In the past, Wu Ming also had the idea of soul cultivation, and at the beginning of the establishment of the Heavenly Providence Sect, he also collected a lot of demon clan martial arts classics, but in the end he gave up, after all, he was risking the world's disapproval, and he had not yet reached the point where he regarded thousands of people as if he were nothing.

As a result, God gave him the opportunity to live again, and this choice was placed in front of him again, but this choice was not so easy to make.

Those who practice the soul path are demons! This is the admonition of the ancient Taoist saints, Wu Ming is different from several senior brothers, they are all Taoist monks, and they are at most scolded behind their backs by people who cultivate the soul path, but Wu Ming can't refine his qi, once he cultivates the soul path, he is the real monster in the eyes of the Taoists!

Thinking of the tragic situation of being hunted down by Taoism in his previous life, Wu Ming hesitated in his heart.

Yan Jia on the side saw that Wu Ming's face was constantly changing, guessed what he was thinking, and explained: "Don't think about it too much, my soul exorcism is just a special cultivation method, and I need to cultivate soul art at the same time, and I am still walking the orthodox Jindan Avenue, even if the Daomen Heavenly Monarch is here, I can't reprimand my sect for being a person who is a 'demon outer way'." ”

Mo Xiaobao followed Ying He heartlessly: "Master is right, junior brother, look at senior brother, he has also practiced the method of divine soul, but he is also an immortal monk, although he is usually lazy, and he only has a cultivation in the middle stage of qi refining, but he is also an orthodox Taoist disciple, how can he be a demon and evil stream?" ”

The persuasion of the two made Wu Ming stabilize his mind, and he blinked: "The disciple is dull, although the senior brother tests his talent, don't let the disciple delay everyone's time." ”

He figured it out, now that he had entered the door, it was useless to think about it too much, it was better to take the initiative to accept it.

What kind of immortal orthodoxy, what kind of demon and evil end, do him Wu Ming's! Anyway, the so-called orthodox immortal path is not suitable for him, why doesn't he find another way and try this so-called end-stream demon method? As for offending the three sects of the Daomen, that is all for later.

Having made up his mind in his heart, Wu Ming's face looked much better, he saluted Mo Xiaobao and began to ask for advice on how to test the soul path talent. He still has a trace of expectation in his heart, his Jindan Immortal Dao is hopeless, maybe the soul Dao talent will be unparalleled in the world, who can say for sure?

"Hmph, I advise you not to think too much, most of the soul path talents are related to the cultivation talent, your cultivation talent is so bad, testing the soul path talent will inevitably be an unsightly result." Senior brother Chao Xiaoyang continued to pour cold water.

Wu Ming glanced at him, wondering why this senior brother didn't like him.

"The test method is also very simple, junior brother, you sit cross-legged first." Mo Xiaobao took out a gray cloth bag from his arms, took out a thin brush and a palm-sized square ice cube in the cloth bag, and then asked Wu Ming to sit down cross-legged, and gently touched the tip of the ink-stained pen between Wu Ming's eyebrows.

"Senior brother, concentrate and rest and concentrate your energy on the place where the senior brother put the pen." Mo Xiaobao commanded.

Wu Ming hurriedly condensed his spirit, and focused his whole body's attention on the point of the eyebrows, at first his energy could not be fully concentrated, and when he sat cross-legged for a quarter of an hour, all the distracting thoughts in his heart were emptied, and he naturally reached a state of energy concentration, a unified mental state, and concentrated all his thoughts on the point between the eyebrows.

"This is the time." Mo Xiaobao's heart moved, and he wrapped the ice cube in a strip of cloth and picked it up, and pressed the cold side on Wu Ming's forehead.

"Hiss......"

Wu Ming gasped at the corner of his mouth, only to feel that his head was going to be stiffened at this moment, as soon as the cold air coming out of the ice cube touched his brain, it quickly rushed into the depths of his mind, and the spiritual power he had worked so hard to gather became a channel for the cold to spread at this time, and after only a while, he was so cold that his limbs twitched, and he could hardly sit still. It's a painful experience, as if the blood in the brain has been frozen into ice.

"Senior brother, this is the soul suppression ice spirit, specializing in freezing people's souls. If you continue to concentrate and persist in working hard for more than ten breaths without falling unconscious, you are a middle-to-upper-grade soul path talent. Mo Xiaobao's slightly honest voice seemed to come from outside the sky and slowly entered his ears.

It was not only the blood in his brain that was frozen, but Wu Ming's thinking ability seemed to be frozen by the cold, and it took him four or five breaths to barely understand the meaning of Mo Xiaobao's words.

Hang on......

His consciousness gradually blurred, and even if he wanted to persevere, his brain, which was about to sleep, was out of his control, and every thought that came out of his brain became extremely weak. As the cold erosion intensified, his body slowly leaned back, and he was about to fall.

"It's only five breaths of effort, can't you hold on?" Seeing this scene, Yan Jia let out a long sigh.

"I just said, the qi path is not good, if you want to get involved in the soul path, how can you succeed." Chao Xiaoyang was obviously happy to see this result, and his gloating tone did not hide it at all.

Mo Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, and was about to take away the ice cube and end this test, when a sudden mutation occurred! I saw that Wu Ming, who was originally in pain and had a blue face, suddenly his expression returned to calm, and his face, which was originally blue from the cold, became even more ruddy, as if he had changed in an instant, and then he sat up straight and continued his previous meditation posture, as if nothing had happened before.

"How is that possible?"

Yan Jia's eyes widened subconsciously, and Senior Brother Chao almost bit his tongue.

Could it be that the ice cubes are not sticking tightly?

Mo Xiaobao smeared the ice cube in his hand on Wu Ming's forehead vigorously, and at the same time observed his reaction, but his face never showed the painful look of being frostbitten by the cold and frostbite, and he just sat quietly cross-legged like that, his body straight.

"Ten breaths...... Fifteen ...... Twenty ......"

Mo Xiaobao licked his lips and observed the reactions of the other two. Master Yan Jia's face was full of surprise, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Wu Ming as if he was looking at a beautiful jade that had just been unearthed. As for the senior brother Chao Xiaoyang's complexion, there are doubts, doubts, consternation, and envy, but the most important emotions are...... Fear! A variety of different expressions are mixed on one face to form a complex facial portrait.

After more than a dozen breaths, Wu Ming still sat upright relaxedly, without the slightest posture of wanting to fall.

At this time, not only Chao Silent Yang, but also Mo Xiaobao and Patriarch Yan Jia's facial expressions became extremely exciting, and their eyes looked around on Wu Ming, as if they were looking at a monster.

No matter what they could have imagined, a earth-shaking change was taking place in Wu Ming's mind.

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