Volume 2, The Hidden Dragon Out of the Abyss Chapter 11, Memories Awaken I

"Well, another wooden puppet died, the speed is quite fast, it seems to be a master, you can focus on it. ”

After a short time, Feng accompanied him through the light gate, his eyes swept away, and there were already seven or eight people waiting here, and a black-clothed deacon saw Feng accompanying him, and nodded slightly to him, the first level of the test, Feng accompanied him in the ninth place, which made him very satisfied.

Feng Entourage carefully looked at the eight people, these people were likely to become his competitors, they were one step faster than him, their cultivation was incomprehensible, and their realm was obviously higher than his own.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and the monks who had passed the test appeared from the light gate one after another, and thousands of people were eliminated in the first level, and they were suddenly reduced by one-third.

Feng Entourage nodded secretly, the test of tens of thousands of people is indeed not easy to screen one by one, such a simple level, if you can't pass it, there is really no need for the Burial Sword Sect to recruit. The personnel quickly gathered, and the black-clothed deacon activated the magic weapon in his hand, and soon another light gate passage appeared.

"Get in...... Again, it's only a quarter of an hour, and you've already passed the first level, so work hard......"

The wind followed him into the second level, as if he had entered a lava road, surrounded by flames splashing and hitting the rocks like fireworks, and in the middle was a straight passage, and the wind rushed forward with it.

After a while, three wooden swordsmen appeared in front, and this level was obviously much more difficult than the first level, and three wooden swordsmen appeared directly.

"Slash the wind, kill ......"

The wind followed his decisive move, and with the artistic conception of the wind, a sword was as fast as lightning, and he took three wooden swordsmen. The cold light flickered, and the head of a wooden man swordsman flew up, his body was on one side, the sword body was held backwards, and another wooden man swordsman fell to the ground. If a person is like a tumbler, it is another spin, and after going around to the last wooden man swordsman, he kills it with a sword.

The wind followed the line in one go, the sword steps were like flying, rushing forward, and it didn't take long for three more wooden swordsmen to appear, and they were quickly killed by him, ten times in a row, and the wind rushed through the light gate.

As soon as the wind appeared, the black-clothed deacon stationed in the station greeted him and said with a smile.

"Good...... Innate level, I didn't expect you to be the first to pass the second level assessment, your strength is extraordinary, you should have comprehended the sword intent, right?"

The black-clothed deacon's disciple's tone was very gentle, and the cultivation realm was completely incomprehensible, so he had to be humble with the wind.

"Yes...... But I realized a little bit of the skin. ”

The black-clothed deacon was overjoyed and accidentally discovered a genius, and if he could introduce it to the main peak, it would be a great achievement. He has been in the business for many years, and he has comprehended the sword intent at such a young age, and he has never heard of it, and he immediately has the heart to make friends.

"Comprehending sword intent at the first level of innateness means that your qualifications in kendo are top-notch, and it seems that your family elders have put a lot of effort into it. ”

The black-clothed deacon didn't know that Feng Entourage didn't have any family elders at all, let alone comprehend the sword intent in the innate realm.

The wind accompanied him in the acquired realm to comprehend the sword intent, and now, the artistic conception of the wind has been twenty percent, rather than just comprehended. His swordsmanship blends into the artistic conception of the wind, much faster than other swordsmen, and this is one of his hole cards.

The wind followed and raised his hand. "Feng Mou was born in a loose cultivation, and he didn't have the guidance of the family elders, just a small fate, and he deserved to be so praised by Taoist friends. ”

The black-clad deacon smiled even more. "My surname is Yang, if nothing happens, you will be able to enter my Burial Sword Sect, if you don't mind, you can call me Senior Brother Yang. What about casual cultivation? I, Yang Kaihua, am also from a casual cultivation background, a child of the family, and all of my eyes are higher than the top ......."

As he was talking, his voice suddenly stopped, and he saw a burly young man rushing out of the light door, he saw the wind accompanying him, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled.

"I thought I could get the first place again, but I didn't expect to get the second this time, my name is Beikui, how do you call my brother?"

The wind followed the heart and was happy, it turned out to be this guy, and his strength was really extraordinary, no wonder he dared to choke Li Wenhai.

"I've seen Beikui Daoyou, and I'm accompanying him downwind, but I'm just one step faster. ”

After a while, one by one the young talents passed the second level of assessment, and a quarter of an hour was soon there, and the black-clothed deacon disciples swept away everyone.

"Very good, a total of 1,893 people have passed the assessment in the second level, although my Burial Sword Sect recruits 1,100 people every three years, but it is rare to recruit a full quota. In the next third level, nearly half of the personnel will be eliminated, which is very important to you, do you know why?"

Many people shook their heads, and some people exchanged heads and ears to inquire about each other's news, and the black-clothed deacon's eyes swept sharply, and the surroundings immediately fell silent.

"The third level assesses the Dao heart, and the cultivator is going against the sky, and only with great perseverance can he move forward bravely. Some people have low qualifications and can't advance to the innate realm in their lifetime, and some people are determined, although their qualifications are average, they still cultivate to the Danyuan realm. Therefore, if the Dao mind is unbalanced and the will is not strong, it is easy for the path of cultivation to have a bottleneck, and it may not be able to cross it for the rest of his life. ”

After speaking, the magic weapon in the black-clothed deacon's hand was activated, and the third light gate passage appeared.

As soon as Feng Sui entered the third level, his consciousness seemed to be in a daze, and his eyes were full of corpses and a sea of blood, murderous machines lurking, and countless dry bones.

"Hum ......" vision manifested, constantly impacting consciousness, the wind followed the frown, this method, how similar is it to the 'Inviting the Moon Forbidden Land'? Straight forward, countless fierce beasts and demon beasts surged, the wind followed without fear, and a sword was swung.

"...... Chop"

The surroundings shattered like broken lenses, and then, the mirror image in front of him changed, and the wind followed him into a beautiful palace.

In the palace, the green gauze tent is flying and fluttering, and the beautiful women, smiling like flowers, and their snow-white skin are passing through and beautiful. Enlarged breasts and fat buttocks, twisted the waist like a water snake, danced gracefully, and went straight to the wind.

"Childe, come on......"

"The slave wants ......"

The wind followed with a sneer. "Beauty?"

He swung his sword without hesitation, slashing through it, and everything in front of him, like foam, turned into nothingness. The killer was born with the wind, and the blood was already cold, and for him, beauty could not affect his will the most, but it was just a pink skeleton.

After a while, the scene changed again, and Feng Entourage was shocked to find that he had become an eight or nine-year-old boy, and if it wasn't for his strong will, he would never have believed it.

"How is this possible? I ......"

'Phaseless Xuanguang Array', transfiguration of phaselessness, although it is not a great formation, but it is one of the foundations of the Burial Sword Sect. Each sect has its own specialty, and most of the disciples of the Burial Sword Sect follow the path of sword cultivation, and the assessment of will is particularly important, and the sect will develop this formation.

Of course, the 'Phaseless Xuanguang Array' can only target low-level cultivators, and the foundation of the Burial Sword Sect is limited, and after cultivating to the advanced Condensation Realm, this array will lose its effect.

At this time, a little girl of five or six years old, holding a nest head in her hand, looked at the ragged wind with her, crisp and authentic.

"Brother Feng, give you ......"

Feng Sui's hand holding his sword couldn't help but tighten, and he kept trembling, and he looked at the little girl in front of him in shock.

"This ...... The little girl in the dream, who is she, how can she be here?"

"Ah......h

One after another, chaotic consciousness continued to pour into the sea of knowledge, and the wind accompanied him with a splitting headache, and patted his head vigorously with one hand. A thought flashed in his heart, this is an illusion, not real, his eyes became extremely sharp, but the sword in his hand could not be wielded.

"Are you running away? Why ......?"

"Brave man, you have to have the courage to face everything alone, don't you?"

Consciousness constantly hit him, one by one, strange voices, as if from the depths of his heart, for many years he was unwilling to face, unwilling to think about his own life experience, began to explode......

Living like an ant, the wind has no qualifications to dream, and the cruel living environment of the Bloody Clothes Sect can also be stifled by human nature.

"She's someone very important to you, don't you want to know who she is?"

"Poor people, people who have no hope, haha......"