The Julong Continent is respected by martial arts. Money, power, women, status...... As long as you have great power, everything is at your fingertips. Even a child understands that if you want to get ahead, you have to work hard to cultivate spiritually from an early age and become a spiritual practitioner that everyone admires.

The Daisen Martial Arts Hall is very lively today, and the crowds are surging. Because today is the day when the martial arts hall accepts apprentices, as long as you pass the qualification test, you can become a disciple of the hall advocate Master Quan Zhang. Master Zhang is a well-known spiritual practitioner in this remote area. People squeeze their heads out because they want to send their children here to learn from Master Zhang so that they can become powerful spiritual cultivators in the future.

Ye Feng is also one of them, eager to become a disciple of Master Zhang. He lives alone in a small town called Meihu under Tenglong Mountain, which is remote but rich, and is often attacked by robbers, and the residents can only complain about it.

So since he was a child, Ye Feng had a wish, that is, to study spirituality hard, and then send all those robbers away. Now it seems that his dream is about to come true, and as long as he passes the test, he will have the opportunity to enter the world of spirituality under the guidance of Master Zhang.

"Next, Zhu Hu!" shouted the gray-clothed man who had recorded the test, he was Zheng Shan, the eldest disciple of Master Zhang.

"Yes!" replied a timid boy, hurrying to the front. Ye Feng chuckled in his heart, and he was next, and his little palms were already covered with sweat at this time.

The boy pressed his hand against a stone on the platform, and the stone shone brightly before turning to a dark gray.

Zheng Shan glanced at it and said, "Seventh-level talent, qualified!" The boy's parents couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they heard this, hugging each other and crying. On the path of spirituality, the prerequisite is to have one's own condensation cyclone. Condensation cyclones are innate, and they are used as containers to contain the aura of heaven and earth. Without this, it would be difficult to get involved in the spiritual realm, no matter how hard you try. So this is Master Zhang's first test. Of course, those standing here now have passed the first test.

The second test is the student's fit with the aura, through the touch of the moon spirit stone, if the color of the stone changes darker, it means that the tester is more talented. Level 1 is the weakest, and level 10 is a perfect score.

"Next, Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng responded vigorously, took a deep breath, and strode forward. Master Zhang squinted at Ye Feng with some expectations. In the first test, Ye Feng's condensation cyclone was the largest of all the testers, which meant that he could condense far more aura than others.

For example, when we go to carry water together, others use bottles, but Ye Feng uses buckets, which undoubtedly greatly increases efficiency. Such a person who practices spirituality will have a great advantage in the same rank.

"Well, even if he only has a sixth-level talent, I'm afraid this kid will be the strongest of this group of people in the future. Master Zhang secretly concluded. Master Zhang's expectations naturally couldn't be concealed from his disciple Zheng Shan, who had served him for many years, and apart from him, Master Zhang had never looked at another person so approvingly, which made him look a little jealous of Ye Feng.

"Hurry up! there are still many people waiting!" Zheng Shan urged impatiently. Ye Feng hurriedly replied, and his right hand shook the white jade on his chest, which was left to him by his parents, and wearing it was as if his parents were by his side.

Ye Feng stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the stone, only to feel that his breathing became short, and his heart was pounding. A burst of bright light swelled, then slowly dimmed. When the light receded, the stone was still crystal clear.

couldn't help but Ye Feng, and even Master Zhang showed an expression of disbelief. Only Na Zheng Shan gloated and secretly laughed, and announced loudly: "Zero-level talent, failure!"

Zero-level talent! These words were like sharp thorns, piercing Ye Feng's heart fiercely. There is no compatibility with the aura of heaven and earth at all, which means that Ye Feng cannot absorb the aura. Even if there is a huge condensation cyclone in the air, what is the use of not being able to contain the aura?

The scene immediately erupted in laughter, after all, the zero-level talent was really unimaginable. As long as you have a condensing cyclone, you will always have a little talent to a greater or lesser extent. Level zero means that Ye Feng is nothing more than a waste, without a trace of qualifications to become a spiritual cultivator.

"Loser, please leave!" Zheng Shan shouted coldly to Ye Feng. Ye Feng couldn't move his feet, looked at Master Zhang anxiously, and asked, "Master Zhang, is there a mistake?"

Master Zhang frowned, he really hadn't heard of the zero-level talent, and his previous good impression of Ye Feng couldn't help but be swept away. He didn't want a piece of waste to sweep his façade. He waved his hand and said, "You don't have that talent." Let's go back and learn a trade from your parents. ”

"No, I must study spirituality! I will defeat those hateful bandits!" Ye Feng said firmly, with a stubbornness in his small body.

Master Zhang pondered for a moment, a hint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "With your qualifications, spiritual cultivation is not successful. If you insist on staying in the martial arts hall, you can only go to the firewood room to help. The implication is that I just want more free labor.

Ye Feng thought that he might be able to learn a trick and a half in the martial arts hall, and he might be able to deal with robbers in the future, so he nodded and agreed. Zheng Shan next to him sneered, "Hmph, you will feel good in the future." ”

Ye Feng was stunned like this, and half a year passed. I got up early every day, rushed from the town to the martial arts hall to chop wood and carry water, and hurried back in the middle of the night on the third watch. But unfortunately, apart from a little better physical fitness, Ye Feng didn't have anything else to gain.

Looking at the people who participated in the test with him at that time, one by one stepping into the path of spiritual cultivation, Ye Feng was very envious in his heart.

"Waste, what are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and chop wood!" Zhang Shan, who is the senior brother of the martial arts hall, usually snorts at Ye Feng. In this society, people who do not have any spiritual gifts do not receive the slightest respect.

Ye Feng casually replied and left. In fact, he had already chopped the firewood, but even if he said it, Zhang Shan would only find other reasons to oppress himself, so why bother to find it boring?

"Hey, you guys practice well. Strive to break through to the third order of the Condensation Realm at the end of the year. You must not be like a waste, staying in the martial arts hall for more than half a year, and you can't enter the threshold of spiritual cultivation. Zhang Shan taught the other students coldly, but it caused everyone to laugh. Ye Feng has long become the focus of everyone's usual ridicule, just because he doesn't have a trace of spiritual talent.

Ye Feng felt uncomfortable, but he didn't want to say more, after all, he didn't have the strength, and everything he said was empty.

Ye Feng was lying alone on the grass, and the anguish in his heart was self-evident. "Alas, it's been half a year, and I still can't enter the condensation realm. Is there really no chance at all?"

As far as Ye Feng knows, there is a strict hierarchy of spiritual strength. There is the so-called condensation of spirits and the division of spirits. The spirit is divided into three realms, the condensation realm, the condensation form realm, and the condensation realm. It is the primary stage, which is mainly to condense and strengthen one's own aura. The spirit is also divided into three realms, the clear realm, the enlightenment realm, and the leaping realm. It is to borrow the effect of the aura of heaven and earth. Each realm is further divided into one to nine levels. And the powerhouses who can reach the stage of the three realms of transformation of spirits, especially those who have transformed into the realm of enlightenment and the realm of transformation, are all the overlords of the mainland side.

The realm above this is something that Ye Feng can't know now. It can even be said that even the Spirit Condensation Realm is an unattainable dream for him.

"Alas!" Ye Feng sighed and slowly closed his eyes. But he didn't notice that a beautiful figure behind him walked slowly towards him.