The young man with the scroll didn't have a chance, and tried to open the other holes, remembering that the elder said that he could only take one scroll, and if he took more, he would definitely be kicked out, so he took the scroll and went downstairs with a disappointed face.

After all the onlookers dispersed, Chen Changxiao said to the two beside him: "It seems that there are different levels of exercises in each hole, the more advanced the exercises, the more difficult it is to open the barrier, on the contrary, it is very easy, if you want to know the level of exercises, you can only know if you take it out, and there is only one chance, we have to hurry." ”

Chu Guoqiao and Jiang Xiaoli nodded, the more advanced the exercises that can be obtained, it is naturally the best, but then it will be a waste of time because the barrier is too hard or it cannot be opened at all, there is only a stick of incense in time, and if it is exceeded, it will be eliminated, this assessment is not so much a test of human nature, the more greedy you are, the easier it is to lose the opportunity, if you are not greedy, you will not be as good as you want.

Chen Changxiao searched separately from the other two, and when he walked to the middle of the third front, in the second row, he saw a scroll that was slightly larger than the other scrolls he had seen.

"Ghost Lotus Sword Song. ”

Chen Changxiao slowly read out the text of the sign on the front of the scroll, turned around for a long time, and also saw a lot of swordsmanship-related exercises. Chen Changxiao's path of cultivation is very firm, and he has always gone in one direction, practicing the way of the sword. Since he was a child, he has learned kung fu with adults, what fists and feet, he hardly has much interest, but whenever he picks up the three-foot long sword, he has a great desire in his heart, and his whole body is boiling. The majority of the cultivators in the Yuanling Continent are sword cultivators, but most of them only use swords as weapons, rather than real sword cultivation, and there are only a handful of peak powerhouses who really use swordsmen as their way.

In the past few years, Chen Changxiao has learned a lot of swordsmanship by himself, when he was fifteen years old, a ship-hijacking operation accidentally obtained a broken swordsmanship exercise, there are only a few tricks that can be learned on it, and the sword used to kill the flame lion yesterday is according to the above learning, although there are only a few moves, he can't even use spiritual power, so he will learn a trick after learning it for so long. The rest are all swordsmanship learned by ordinary martial artists, and they don't need to be cultivated.

To be able to join the Xuanmen, you must worship the master who cultivates the sword, Qingjunmen has always been known for sword cultivation, and naturally there is no shortage of kendo powerhouses, and Nantianzong is mainly based on sword cultivation, so Chen Changxiao finally decided to come to Qingjunmen to try it.

After staring at "Ghost Lotus Sword Song" for a long time, he seemed to know that this volume of exercises was of a very high grade, and it was very suitable for him, although for some reason.

Time has passed six or seven times out of ten, and Chen Changxiao is still standing in front of "Ghost Lotus Sword Song".

On the other side, Chu Guoqiao took a look at a roll of knife techniques, "Fire Cloud Knife Spectrum". Seeing that more than half of the time had passed, he simply chose it, adjusted his breath, steadied his horse's steps, used all his strength, and punched out.

With a bang, Chu Guoqiao's fist stayed outside the barrier, and the next moment, he suddenly bared his teeth and grinned.

"Pain, pain, pain!"

Chu Guoqiao withdrew his hand, covered it with his other hand, and put it in front of his mouth and kept sighing. When the pain was gone, "Knock knock!", and several punches in a row. After dozens of punches, the barrier still didn't break, but a gap appeared on it.

Chu crossed the bridge and scolded when he saw the situation, damn it, bang, the barrier shattered!

Behind the tenth wall, Jiang Xiaoli looked at volume after volume of exercises and found a volume of exercises called "Returning to the Spirit Glass Technique".

"Well, that's it. ”

She didn't seem to hesitate, only to see her take a step back, stretch out her right hand, turn her palm up, and slowly a trace of pure pink spiritual power appeared in the palm of her hand, and then gathered into a ball, forming a wavy ball of air, after a blink of an eye, she put her palm upright, her right arm bent back, and a push palm, directly hit the barrier, and with a snap, the barrier was broken again.

Jiang Xiaoli clapped his hands and took out the exercises inside with satisfaction.

"The spirit product is inferior, it's okay. ”

One after another, the sound of broken screens continued to sound, almost everyone had already obtained their own exercises, and there were only one-tenth or twelve of the incense sticks outside, but Chen Changxiao was still staring at the exercises.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he felt that there was a force in the dantian surrounding his body, and finally surged into the palm of his left hand, which continued. The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, the pupil before closing it was black, but now it turned green, he slowly raised his left palm, and suddenly saw a strange rune in his palm, shining with green light, as if something was attracting it.

Chen Changxiao didn't have time to think, the time for a stick of incense was about to come, and he tried to stretch his palm in front of the barrier.

"Smack!"

As soon as he reached the front of the barrier, he didn't even have time to blink his eyes.

"Barrier...... It's broken!"

Chen Changxiao looked at everything in front of him incredulously, looking at his left hand, if there was a mirror at this time, he would definitely be frightened by his own eyes.

After the barrier was shattered, Chen Changxiao felt a strong desire from his left hand, as if he wanted to grab the hole quickly. Chen Changxiao paused for a while, tried to take out the scroll with his left hand, and was about to touch the scroll, the scroll was sucked in all of a sudden, and as soon as he touched it, he suddenly felt dizzy, and it lasted for two or three breaths before it was gone.

After the dizziness, he found that the strange feeling in his body before was quietly gone, and his left hand also returned to its naturalness, Chen Changxiao took the scroll with his right hand, spread out his left palm, and found that the green light rune was gone, and he felt more and more confused in his heart, frowning and muttering: "What is this? What's going on? That rune?"

Thinking of this, Chen Changxiao subconsciously thought of the necromantic ship he encountered that time, and he couldn't remember what happened at that time.

"Isn't it possessed by the necromancy? ”

"Is that the wooden sign? What the hell is going on?"

Chen Changxiao didn't know anything about what had just happened to him, and he seemed to feel that from now on, there must be some secret in him, an extremely mysterious secret!

......

Your Excellency, there are one hundred and one assessment disciples standing in the field, and a stick of incense has reached the end, only the last spark is still burning.

The two elders kept staring at the gate with blank expressions, and they knew that only Chen Changxiao was still inside. Chu Guoqiao and Jiang Xiaoli glanced at each other, their eyes full of anxiety.

"What's the matter with Brother Xiao? What are you doing?" Chu Guoqiao said, he didn't seem to be able to accept that Chen Changxiao would be eliminated at the last level.

"The incense hasn't been extinguished yet, maybe he's going downstairs. Jiang Xiaoli's watery eyes stared at the last ball of spark incense without blinking, for fear that the incense would be extinguished in the blink of an eye.

"Collapse!" a sound of footsteps came to mind, Chen Changxiao stepped out of the threshold with one foot, holding a scroll in his hand, and at this moment, the last incense spark in the triangular tripod was extinguished, leaving a wisp of black smoke.