After leaving Yu Xiuwen, Jian Shan happened to come to a shop, she only had more than 1,300 spirit stones on her, but at this moment, she spent 1,020 spirit stones to buy a fist-sized piece of molten spirit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Molten spirit is a material for refining, but there is no grade, but this material has no attributes, and it can be integrated into various materials to improve its properties in the future.

Another benefit of the Molten Spirit is that you can use the aura to fabricate the shape you want.

Holding the small piece of molten spirit in her hand, Jian Shanqiao's mind moved, and the piece of molten spirit was kneaded in her hand at will. Take out one of the beads that contains a thick mist.

The fingertips gathered a long needle formed by spiritual energy and poked it vigorously, and the liquid mist in the bead flowed out instantly. It is one with the molten spirit. The original black color of the molten spirit changed to a dark gray with the mist.

The molten spirit was divided into two parts, one of which was condensed into a delicate ring in Jian Shanqiao's hand, while the other became a gray hairpin.

The effect of that mist is not only to break barriers, but also to gather spirits. That ring, of course, Jian Shanqiao gave it to Xia Jing, and the other hairpin was undoubtedly given to Jin Ningqing.

Through the sound transmission, Yujian excitedly conveyed to Jin Ningqing what she was about to achieve, and Jin Ningqing was happy in her words, but her words were a little slurred.

"What happened?" Jian Shanqiao obviously sensed that something was wrong.

"Qiaoqiao, you better come quickly, the sect will recruit disciples in a month, and I will tell you in detail after you come." It seemed that someone stopped her, and Jin Ningqing hurriedly ended the call.

At this moment, Jian Shanqiao had already changed Jin Ningqing's sect clothes before, and from Jin Ningqing's words, it seemed that something big had happened to Xia Jing.

But what could there be, Xia Jing was already the tenth layer of condensation, and he had already made too many preparations on the basis of the first layer of abutments. The dangerous secret realm trial had not yet begun, and she stared into the distance and did not think much about it.

After waiting for a month, the disciple trial of the Biyun Sect finally began, the Biyun Sect is not a Biyun as the name, the sect is built on a high mountain, built around the mountain, but around the mountain, not to mention the blue clouds, there is not even a trace of cyan cloud smoke.

In addition to the layers of tall forest trees, there is a dojo made of white stone.

There were a lot of people along the way up the mountain, all under the age of fifteen, many of them had a certain cultivation foundation, and only one or two were mortals with no spiritual power.

There was a special child in the trial team, and his appearance was particularly eye-catching, and a strange pattern of red lines appeared on his face and neck.

Following the three people in Biyun Sect costumes, they slowly moved forward, and after a while, a long rope bridge appeared in front of them. Beneath the rope bridge was an abyss, and suddenly a terrifying beast roar came from below.

"There is only one path of trial, and the Biyun Sect is not strict with the recruitment requirements for disciples. As long as you walk across this rope bridge, then you are a disciple of the Biyun Sect. ”

Jian Shanqiao frowned and looked at the rope bridge, it looked shaky, but it was by no means a reason for everyone to be afraid to retreat, even the two mortals in it did not feel scared because of this.

But she had a vague feeling that the trial was not so simple.

Everyone glanced at each other and walked up to the rope bridge, which was wide and long. There was a squeak of wood hair when I stepped on it.

As soon as she stepped on the first step, Jian Shanqiao found that the bridge was not simple, and her body instantly felt a thick layer of pressure, and with each step, the pressure gradually increased.

This pressure will become stronger because the rope bridge itself perceives the difference in the strength of your divine consciousness, and on top of this, it is relatively easy to be those two mortals who have no spiritual power. Originally, the two of them were already ahead, but when they looked back, they looked back and watched everyone gritting their teeth and walking forward step by step, sweating profusely.

Frightened, the two of them stopped in an instant.

The two of them knew that everyone here had a foundation of cultivation, but everyone else was moving forward with great difficulty behind them. They were afraid that there would be some danger on the road. Gradually slowing down, falling behind the three people.

This scene made the disciples of the Biyun Sect who were watching this assessment sigh deeply. This is just a part of the trial, mortals who have not cultivated spiritual power have no divine sense, and they already have an advantage in this distance.

The path of cultivating immortals is already full of unknowns and fears, and the two of them are like this, even if they are lucky enough to pass this assessment, they are destined to not be able to go too far on the road of cultivating immortals.

At this moment, the person who fell at the end of the team was Jian Shanqiao, who was still at the top among these people.

Every step she took felt like a mountain weight, pressing her little shoulders. The reason for all this is that she has the cultivation of the seventh layer of condensation, but she has the divine sense of the Jindan stage.

There are very few people whose divine consciousness and cultivation are so different, and others naturally can't understand Jian Shanqiao's difficulties at the moment.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of others, Jian Shanqiao was instantly regarded as a parallel commodity for his cultivation, with no real materials, only divine consciousness that improved with cultivation.

Everyone didn't pay attention to Jian Shanqiao and the two mortals, in their eyes, even if these three people passed the trial, they were still wastewood, and everyone was now paying attention to the child with a red pattern on his face.

He is neither fast nor slow, maintaining an even pace. Others who watched praised him for taking this opportunity to refine his spiritual power and make the use of spiritual power more handy.

Now the red pattern was undoubtedly the first in the list of trialists, and everyone stared at him nervously as they watched him walk more than a third of the way. did not disappoint everyone, his knees bent in an instant after what seemed to be a leisurely stroll, and the weight here was twice as heavy as before.

He stood at the third of the interface and stopped, his originally calm expression began to become distorted, and at this interface, there was actually a phantom array, testing everyone's state of mind.

Jian Shanqiao's knees had already bent by a third at this time, but there was still more than half of the distance between her and the phantom array. Step by step, blood slowly appeared in her eyes, and blood began to overflow from the corners of her mouth.

Such a scene was shocking, the interruption of the trial would not endanger the lives of the trialists, and Jian Shanqiao's state made them extremely worried.

"Waste is waste, and the first stage can't survive! The first person in thousands of years! One of the Biyun Sect blurted out mocking. The other two didn't speak, ready to save Jian Shanqiao the moment she fell.

Without speaking, he acquiesced, after all, this first stage has never been in such a state, and the good performance is just like that and the red pattern, constantly training himself in the trial, and gaining from it.

Although Jian Shanqiao's state was bad, she was extremely happy in her heart, when she was cultivating in the Youyue Forest, she had already felt the sequelae of scattered gong, the higher her cultivation, the higher the bottleneck she encountered.

The weight of this trial vividly opened a crack in the barrier that she still needed a month to break through.