The sound pressure released by Wen Zhuangyuan's continuous voice finally made the chaotic energy mass highly condense into a humanoid substance.

This humanoid energy group is a set of souls that Xiao Yan of the Thunderbolt puppet teleported to the tower through the shadow, or a soul attribute energy group, also known as the "second soul".

The Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan had just broken through to the eighth order of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and he was one step closer to the Heavenly Monarch Realm.

Now that he is more powerful, the shadow under his feet can already act independently.

At this moment of condensation, the eyes of the soul attribute energy group (second soul) flashed with a ghostly light.

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At the same time, in the field of vision of Xiao Yan, the thunderbolt puppet outside the pagoda, the situation inside the pagoda appeared.

This shows that he has managed to open up a second horizon.

Now, what the second soul sees is what Xiao Yan sees as the thunderbolt puppet.

Through this soul attribute energy group, the main body can monitor the situation outside a certain range in real time, even if it does not leave the house.

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"Now I can go, right?" said Wen Zhuangyuan to the second soul of the thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan.

The second soul nodded.

At this time, the voice of Xiao Yan, a thunderbolt puppet, came from outside the pagoda, revealing a little guilt: "The formation of the second soul means the opening of my second vision. ”

"But the second soul has a limited amount of time to form, and perhaps in another half an hour, it will revert back to nothingness. At that point, my second vision will also be gone, making it impossible to monitor where the pagoda is in real time, and the latest state you are in. ”

"So, whenever you feel the need for me to witness everything that happened at the scene, you have to ......" Speaking of this, Xiao Yan, the thunderbolt puppet, couldn't help but laugh.

Wen Zhuangyuan pursed his lips when he heard this, looking very helpless.

At this moment, Wen Zhuangyuan shouted towards the second soul of the thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan, "Let's go." ”

The second soul is different from the primitive soul of man.

The latter is innate, and the second soul is cultivated to be close to the power of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, and it is cultivated the day after tomorrow, so it has a lot to do with the monarch's momentum.

The second soul is more targeted and can compensate for the deficiencies of the original soul in some way.

At this moment, the second soul does not need to personally control the pagoda, but uses part of the monarch's momentum contained in it.

There are many ways in which a monarch's imposing power can manifest itself, and it doesn't necessarily have to rely on shadows.

At this moment, the second soul of the Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan has been suspended in the air in the way of humanoid materialization, and all the scenes on the scene are fed back to the second vision of the Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan through the ghostly eyes.

The current Wen Zhuangyuan is like being in the same room with the thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan.

The order she issued could be known by the thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan.

The Thunderbolt Muppet Xiao Yan can influence or correct certain actions of the Second Soul, and can also give it full freedom to use the monarch's power to control the pagoda on its own.

At this moment, Xiao Yan, the thunderbolt puppet, is only monitoring the scene inside and outside the pagoda through the second vision, and giving the second soul full freedom.

Under the effect of the second soul's monarch's momentum, the pagoda levitated and soared, flying towards the direction of the mansion of the mayor of Ji, southeast of the Gobi Desert.

At this moment, on the Gobi Desert in the Nether, there were two Wendao disciples who were rushing from the direction of the pagoda ruins to the direction of the mansion of the elder of Ji.

These two Wendao disciples were the fifth and sixth places in the township examination, and they and other Wendao disciples went to the site of the pagoda to inspect the site under the instruction of Dan Xuantang last night.

The scene just now was looked up by the two of them, but they didn't know the reason.

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The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the clouds are foggy.

When Wen Zhuangyuan returned to the mansion of the mayor of Jiji by the pagoda, the current mobilization meeting was nearing the end of preparations and was about to kick off.

At this moment, on a low platform with a wide area and white jade paving in the north area, the position of the rostrum has been furnished and arranged.

Today, under the control of the evil forces, almost every force that submits to the alliance of good and evil likes to operate in the dead of night and in a dim environment.

The members inside also seem to be more active.

Wen Zhuangyuan was in the pagoda, and with the help of Xiao Yan's second soul, he slowly fell from the sky far away from the platform.

Eventually, the seven-story pagoda gradually shrank to a foot in height, and further shrunk to a height of only half a foot.

Under the influence of the monarch's momentum, the pagoda has the commonality of heavenly things, tending to soar rather than falling.

Therefore, the pagoda held in the palm of the hand, as if by an invisible gravitational force from the heavenly realm, gently weighed, jumped two or three feet high, and slowly rose to reach two or three zhang.

At this moment, Wen Zhuangyuan was a little worried that this pagoda would suddenly fly into the sky one day.

Under the control of the second soul of the Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan, the pagoda stabilized. Wen Zhuangyuan gently held it in the palm of his hand, and walked majestically towards the white jade platform.

On the platform, dozens of Wendao disciples came one after another, and after half an hour, almost all of them arrived.

Among them are Dan Xuan Wenbin and Dan Xuan Wenyong, who won the second and third places in the township examination.

and Dan Xuanwenpan, who won the fourth place in the township test.

But their expressions were all the same, discouraged, and it seemed that none of them could elevate Wen Dao cultivation to the level where they could carve a memory picture in just one day.

Just as they were talking about each other, Wen Xun Shi and Dan Xuan arrived one after another, sat on the two thrones on the rostrum, and looked at the more than 100 Wen Dao disciples on the white jade platform under the high platform with a scrutinizing gaze.

In front of the two men was a rectangular table.

On the table, there is a three-sided inkstone, and the shallow groove of the inkstone is covered with a layer of solid ink.

Seeing the depressed faces in the audience, Dan Xuanchao on the high platform was quite displeased.

At this moment, he directly replaced the trainer and spoke.

I saw him, pointing to the three-square inkstone on the table, and said loudly: "The true qi ink in these three-party inkstones contains a huge amount of true qi, which I spent a day and a night condensing it. I will give you the full play of your literary expertise to help me realize the memory carving project. If you can help me achieve all this, I will definitely be reused from now on. ”

However, in view of the scarcity of true qi, I would like to advise you first, if you are not absolutely sure, try not to try it first. ”

His eyes swept across the audience, and Dan Xuan said with anticipation: "Among you, who has confidence in himself?"

Seeing that the audience was silent, Dan Xuanchao faintly expected something, and his face was disappointed, but in order to advance the plan as scheduled, he still planned to use specific actions to test the actual cultivation of more than 100 Wendao disciples.

Thinking of this, Dan Xuan was angry and sank into the dantian, and suddenly shouted loudly.

Immediately, a powerful monarch's momentum, under the powerful sound pressure generated by this loud shout, with the power of the ninth order of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, was revealed.

Between the energy gathering and dispersing, it gradually condensed into substance, and it was a chaotic hill, dotted with vitality.

This chaotic hill has a mystery.

It was not generated out of thin air, but a memorable picture of ancient ruins in the depths of Dan Xuanming's mind, and with the help of the powerful monarch's momentum, it was presented in physical form.

And this ancient site is the site of the pagoda buried under the man-made mudslide.

At this moment, this chaotic small mountain, suspended in the air, cast a huge shadow on the ground among more than a hundred Wendao disciples.

After returning the excess true qi to the dantian, Dan Xuanchao's eyes swept and fell on the two Wendao disciples in the audience: "Dan Xuan Wenyong, Dan Xuan Wenbin, you two are the newly elected deputy assistants, and you are also one of the higher Wen Dao cultivators, are you confident that you can carve this chaotic hill in the sky into a clear and realistic pagoda?"

When Dan Xuan Wenyong and Dan Xuan Wenbin heard this, they glanced at each other and shook their heads.

Dan Xuanchao looked disappointed, his eyes turned to the back of Dan Xuanwen Yong and the others, and said, "Dan Xuanwen Pan, what about you?"

When Dan Xuanwen Pan heard this, he was also ashamed and shook his head.

Dan Xuanchao was quite disappointed and reprimanded: "Why are you all shaking your head, could it be that our Dan clan has spent huge resources to cultivate you, just to feed you in vain?"

Speaking of excitement, Dan Xuanchao swept his eyes again and said, "Dan Xuan Wenbin, you tell me, why can't you get results from the task assigned last night tonight?"

Dan Xuan Wenbin lowered his head and bowed his hand: "Master Rongyu, he lacks high-precision and pure true qi below, so he can't cultivate. ”

When Dan Xuan heard this, his heart froze, and he sighed: "Didn't your family give you enough financial support?"

Seeing that Dan Xuan Wenbin was silent and didn't dare to speak, Dan Xuan said in a mixed manner: "If you are provided with the necessary true qi, how long will it take to complete it?"

"According to the disciple's estimate, about half a year. ”

"Half a year?" Dan Xuan snorted coldly, turned his gaze to the fourth place in the township test, and said, "Dan Xuanwenpan, if you are given a certain amount of time to prepare, how long will it take?"

Dan Xuanwen Pan groaned: "It is expected... About three months. ”

Dan Xuan's stagnant expression was filled with a touch of relief, and he nodded, "Very good!"

His eyes continued to scan, looked at the fifth place in the township exam, and said, "Are you sure?"

The fifth place in the township test proudly said: "If you give me two to three months, I believe it should be possible." ”

Dan Xuan heard this, chuckled twice, and said, "Exaggerated!"

At this moment, Dan Xuanchao, with a look of disappointment, but with the last glimmer of hope, his eyes swept around the corners, and he didn't see Wen Zhuangyuan's figure, at this moment, he squinted his eyes impatiently and leaned on the back of the chair, and his heart was full of suspicions: "If she really dares to have a secret relationship with Xiao Yan, she will never be allowed!"

The literary trainer on the side, seeing Dan Xuanming's demeanor, was secretly anxious, his eyes swept around, and he named Wen Zhuangyuan twice in succession.

There was silence around for a while, and just as the trainer impatiently threw the Wendao scriptures in his hand towards the table in front of him, a clear voice, with a touch of nervousness, broke through the void without losing confidence, and shocked people's eardrums faintly: "Here!"

On the seat, Dan Xuanming's spirit at this moment couldn't help but perk, and he lifted his senses and followed the voice.

At this moment, the trainer spoke again in shock: "Looking at your confident appearance, you must be able to surprise us?"

Wen Zhuangyuan's moist little mouth raised a proud arc slightly towards the side of the corner of his mouth, and then spoke......

"Time is in a hurry, and it is inevitable that there will be some lack of preparation, so let's try it first. Wen Zhuangyuan said humbly.

At this moment, she has shrunk the pagoda to the size of an egg and hid it in her sleeve.

Dan Xuan, who was on the high platform, heard this, and his spirit was much better. However, in the face of Wen Zhuangyuan's repeated tardiness, there are quite a few complaints.

Wen Zhuangyuan, Dan Xuan Wenyong and Dan Xuan Wenbin were not selected by him personally, so they could not fully gain his trust.

But in the current tense situation, he has no better choice.

At this moment, Dan Xuanchao, with a look of doubt on his face, said: "It's useless to say more, but look at the results." ”

Wen Zhuangyuan jumped on the high platform, came to the square table, glanced at the three-sided inkstone placed on the table, and said, "It's all solid ink, please find someone to polish the ink for me." ”

"Who do you think is more suitable?" Dan Xuan said in a mixed voice.

Wen Zhuangyuan's eyes flowed, and he swept over the more than 100 Wendao disciples under the high platform, and said by name: "Danxuan Wenpan." ”

Dan Xuanwen Pan looked ashamed and angry, hesitated for a long time before jumping onto the high platform.

During the long grinding process, Dan Xuanwen Pan took advantage of Dan Xuan's inattention and secretly hid most of the semi-solid true qi ink, leaving only a small part.

"I see how you can accomplish all this with a small amount of True Qi!" Dan Xuanwen Pan said with a gloomy gaze.

If he was discovered by Dan Xuanchao, he planned to deal with it with the above motives or reasons, and if not, then this piece of True Qi Ink would be in his pocket.

After grinding the ink, Dan Xuanwen Pan was resentful, holding the inkstone, and walked towards Wen Zhuangyuan.

Coming to Wen Zhuangyuan, Dan Xuanwen Pan handed the inkstone to her and said, "Please accept!"

Wen Zhuangyuan did not reach out to take it, but directly grabbed the huge ink pen in his hand and dipped it towards the inkstone in Dan Xuanwenpan's hand.

"You're too bad for me, aren't you?" said Dan Xuanwen angrily.

"Face, you also want face? You secretly do things, thinking I don't know. Wen Zhuangyuan's eyes widened, and he said coldly.

"Since you don't give me face like this, well, today in front of many people, let you know who is the real champion in this township test selection!" Dan Xuanwen Panwei drank, his toes Huo Huo rowed, accompanied by the wind rolling on his toes, and suddenly kicked towards Wen Zhuangyuan's left calf.

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"Repeatedly give you face, but you are always self-righteous, hateful!" Wen Zhuangyuan's eyes widened, and his left leg flashed back in anger, avoiding Dan Xuanwen's attack, and then hooked towards the sky, and his toes were on the inkstone that Dan Xuanwen Pan held in his hand.

The inkstone rolled several times in succession, and the true qi ink contained in the shallow groove splashed Dan Xuanwenpan's face.

Dan Xuanwen Pan was annoyed and ashamed, and said, "Little girl!"

However, at this moment, the ink pen in Wen Zhuangyuan's hand had already dipped towards the ink that had splashed on his face.

Under the law of literature and Taoism, the moment the pen touches the true qi ink, it immediately turns into an arc of light and flows upwards and is stored in the pen tip.

"Sometimes, the situation changes rapidly, and you can't be allowed to prepare in advance, and playing on the spot is the last word. Wen Zhuangyuan lost no time in satirizing and reprimanding the other party, the huge ink pen in his hand, taking advantage of the trend, the pen walked between the dragon and snake, and on Dan Xuanwenpan's face, he wrote a true "roll" word.

The law of the Tao is an arc of light, and the true qi font is injected through the tip of the pen.

The True Qi font immediately turned into chaos and began to operate.

In the last step, when the chaotic state of the true qi font was transformed into the true meaning, the huge ink pen in Wen Zhuangyuan's hand dragged out the last stroke on Dan Xuanwen Pan's face.

Finally, he used the tip of the pen to make a "pause" action on Dan Xuanwen's face.

The chaotic operation of the true qi font, under the law of Wendao, integrated into Danxuan Wenpan's body.

All these steps, excessively fluid, in one go, without any mud.

Then I saw that Dan Xuanwenpan's figure staggered backwards uncontrollably, and Dan Xuanwenpan's reaction was also fast, just before he almost fell, several backflips were carried out one after another, like a flying wheel, whirring and wind, fast and powerful.

However, he was powerless and quickly lost control.

The whole body curled up, like a lump of flesh, and suddenly, rolled out of the high platform and disappeared at the end of the infinite night.