"Tianyin Phantom Array?" Master Xuanguang frowned slightly and glanced at Master Sangmu.

As Master Sangmu, it is somewhat inappropriate to calculate Ye Changsheng in this way.

But since Ye Changsheng had already agreed, he didn't have much to say.

In fact, in his heart, Master Xuanguang was also very curious about Ye Changsheng's Buddhist practice.

Last year, Ye Changsheng had already achieved the first meritorious appearance, and with a song "Buddha's Son", he broke Master Juetong's Zen heart.

In the underground tomb outside Sanshui Town, Ye Changsheng sat and discussed with the four senior monks of Buddhism, which shows that his foundation in scriptures and meanings is also quite profound.

What's even more remarkable is that Ye Changsheng has been inherited by the ancestor of Huixin Sect, the Great Sage Zen Master, that is, Master Jiluo, which shows the depth of his wisdom roots and the thickness of his Buddha fate.

Regarding the pres and backs of that trial, Huixinzong had already issued a gag order, but how could Master Xuanguang, as the abbot of Cifu Temple, not know?

In fact, Cifu Temple's over-specification welcome to Ye Changsheng this time was somewhat aimed at the origin of Ye Changsheng and Huixin Sect.

In order to express his kindness to Ye Changsheng, Master Xuanguang also deliberately transferred away the hall master, Master Jueneng, who was single-handedly promoted by Jue Neng's accusation of colluding with the Demon Gate.

In the final analysis, that thing Cifukuji did not do authentically.

I hope that this time, Ye Changsheng will not be cheated again.

There are only three people to test, after all, the number of people is small, Master Xuanguang simply arranged for the disciples in the temple to participate in the test together, and he can also take this opportunity to test the cultivation of the disciples in the temple.

There are many people in Cifu Temple who are curious about Ye Changsheng, and there are even more people who are not convinced by Ye Changsheng.

Especially the disciples of Master Juetong and Master Jueneng regard this test as an opportunity for the master to vent his anger, and it is naturally impossible to fight and kill them, but if he humiliates Ye Changsheng well, it can be regarded as revenge.

Besides, if they can win Ye Changsheng, they will have a light on their own faces, right?

More and more people took the initiative to sign up, and after some deliberation with the first seat and several masters, they finally selected fifteen disciples from the crowd in Wuyang.

These fifteen disciples, the oldest in their early thirties, the youngest was the same age as Ye Changsheng, their cultivation was uneven, and the weakest was even only at the high level of the Open Pulse Realm.

But their daily chanting is top-notch, and they are also very good at meditation and meditation.

At night, on the square in front of the scripture pavilion in the apse, the exquisite magic circle was arranged, and a thick carpet was laid on the ground, and eighteen testers were neatly arranged and sat cross-legged.

The two disciples of Ye Changsheng and Master Sang Mu sat at the forefront, and he could clearly feel the slightly contemptuous gazes from both sides, as well as the vigorous fighting spirit of everyone behind him.

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly, although his meditation skills were not deep, but the concentration he had cultivated over many years of sword forging allowed him to resist interference from the outside world.

Moreover, with his current powerful soul power, it was enough to crush the seventeen people present.

In that case, what is there to be afraid of?

Master Sang Mu walked to the front and said in a solemn voice, "To put it simply, what the Heavenly Sound Phantom Array tests is your concentration, so you must not use any magic weapons and medicines. The Heavenly Sound Phantom Array has a total of nine levels, and even if it is this seat, it can only hold out to the eighth level, so it must not be reluctant, so as not to damage the foundation!"

After saying that, Guru Sangmu stepped back, and his two disciples immediately changed their sitting posture, turning their feet up, their soles facing the sky, and their hands also making lotus gestures, palms facing the sky.

If you add the Baihui point above your head, it is the five hearts to the sky.

The disciples of Jifu Temple have also changed their sitting posture to the usual posture of meditation.

Ye Changsheng thought for a while, but still gave up the sitting posture of the "Snake Dance".

There is no other reason, just a weak heart.

Besides, Master Sang Mu didn't stipulate that he couldn't adjust his sitting posture halfway, and in case he couldn't hold on, it would be too late to make adjustments.

In the incense burner on the steps, a tall straight incense stick was lit, and green smoke rose upwards.

Guru Mulberry flipped his wrist and held a pair of golden cymbals, facing them, and slowly rubbed them.

Strange sounds came from cymbals, like the chirping of cicadas, like the monotonous sound of frogs in a pond of spring stamen.

"Poof!"

The cymbals hit each other, making a metallic sound.

Invisible sound waves flew outward, passing over the eighteen people and activating the magic circle underground.

"Buzz!"

A mist of pink light erupted from the ground, enveloping the figures of eighteen people in an instant.

In a moment's trance, Ye Changsheng came back to his senses and was surprised to find that nature was already in a misty illusion.

An invisible force field restrained him, as if imprisoning his body in place.

"Boom!"

Without warning, high in the sky, a purple thunderbolt rushed straight down, flying towards the top of Ye Changsheng's head.

The thunder light, as big as a wheel, flashed with dazzling purple light, and the sound was extremely fast.

Although Ye Changsheng knew that this was an illusion, under the huge sound of the thunder light, he couldn't help but be frightened.

Fortunately, after many years of sword-forging career, he has long been accustomed to dealing with all kinds of emergencies, and his inner calmness has also been sharpened in this way.

The thunder that fell from the sky was equivalent to a sudden explosion incident, and it didn't make him panic.

The ripples in his heart quickly subsided, and the incomparably powerful thunder light was hitting the top of Ye Changsheng's head, making a huge roar.

The damage was illusory, but the roar seemed to be real!

Ye Changsheng was dizzy, but fortunately, the powerful and condensed soul power played a role, and the soul sea only set off layers of waves and quickly subsided.

Puff, puff, the three disciples of Cifu Temple, their bodies fell crookedly, and the fifteen people in the illusion realm were ignorant.

These three disciples lost because their adaptability was not enough, how could they have thought that before they could enter the state, the heavenly thunder would come down coldly?

The three disciples who had been eliminated were held up by a gentle force and fell lightly outside the circle.

The three of them were ashamed, and looked at the fifteen people who were still sitting cross-legged in disbelief.

The twelve people in the back row, their bodies more or less swayed a few times, but the amplitude was large and small.

And the three people in the front row are not moving!

Master Xuanguang and several eminent monks showed a look of surprise, while Master Mulberry looked at Ye Changsheng with some emotion.

The first round of the heavenly thunder test doesn't mean anything, but Ye Changsheng's performance is too stable!

In the phantom array, the power of the eight heavenly thunders was better than the other, and they fell one after another, and three more disciples of Cifu Temple were eliminated.

The three people in the front row still didn't move.

However, the attentive monks could see that the two disciples of Sang Mu had solemn faces, and their lowered eyes trembled slightly.

And Ye Changsheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle, looked calm, but as if he was asleep, he didn't react at all, and he didn't move at all!

(End of chapter)