A month later, in the dilapidated thatched hut, Wang Fangjun carefully studied the exercises of the Spiritual Secret in his hand, and recorded some incomprehensible points in detail, preparing to find the elders to answer them when the time came.

"Click!"

Outside the thatched hut, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a flash of lightning streaked by, and then a heavy rain poured down, this rain was not small, but it was not very long, and it had stopped in less than half an hour.

"Tick-tock... Tick! ”

As the rain stopped, the water began to fall from the roof in a regular manner, and the silence around was so loud that the sound of the dripping became distinct.

"I seem to have heard this voice there, why is it so familiar?"

The sound of dripping water was very ordinary, but Wang Fangjun slowly put down the exercises in his hand, he felt something strange, and he didn't know why, he felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"I can't listen, it's going to disturb my mind."

Suddenly, an idea popped up in Wang Fangjun's heart, and this thought was extremely sudden, so that he quickly reached out and tore off a large strip of cloth from the clothes of the outer disciples on his body, which he usually cherished very much, and then tore it into two small pieces, kneaded them into a ball shape, and stuffed them into his ears, wanting to isolate the sound in this way.

But just as he was about to stuff the strip of cloth into his ear, he was stunned, and the movement of his hand stopped instantly.

"I see, I didn't expect the so-called test to be an illusion!"

As if suddenly realized, Wang Fangjun looked at everything around him, just now he understood that all this was actually fake, and he remembered those forgotten memories.

"It's too difficult, isn't that easy?"

Seeing that everything around him began to fade gradually, Wang Fangjun was a little puzzled, if everyone participated in this kind of test, it would be really difficult, even with his intelligence, he had been trapped for so long, if he hadn't been impressed by the sound of water droplets, he might have been trapped for a long time.

But among the 100,000 people recruited by the Holy Sect, it is obviously impossible for everyone to be the same as him, like this kind of test that must be broken through the illusion, it is possible that 90,000 out of 100,000 people will have to be brushed down, so Wang Fangjun feels that there must be something in it that he doesn't know.

"Huh? What is it? ”

After all the scenery disappeared, Wang Fangjun was sure that he had indeed returned to the curved passage in the cave, but just when he was trying to find the exit, he suddenly found that under the fluorescence of the moss around him, his originally vague shadow was much clearer, and not only that, under his gaze, the shadow was constantly distorting.

"Is this another test?"

Seeing that the distortion of the shadow was getting bigger and bigger, as if he was trying his best to get into something, Wang Fangjun suddenly felt a little flustered, and he was a little disgusted with his shadow for no reason.

"It must not be allowed to get in."

This thought appeared in his heart, Wang Fangjun immediately reached out and bit his middle finger, and then bit the tip of his tongue, mixing the two kinds of blood in his mouth, the blood of the middle finger and the tip of the tongue is the blood of the positive yang on the human body, and the prosperity of yang qi is second only to the essence blood of the heart, and at the same time, the mixing of saliva can produce great killing power to ordinary evils, which he saw in a Taoist book.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, just sprinkled on the shadow under him, and at the same time, Wang Fangjun reached out and dragged the glowing moss on the stone wall down, and the surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.

"It should be done now."

In the moment of falling into darkness, he saw that the distorted shadow had stopped moving, which showed that his method was effective, Wang Fangjun thought to himself.

………

On a huge battleship with a length of more than 100 meters, Zhang Qianyang was dressed in black outer disciple clothes, followed by a strong man of an alien race who was more than two meters long, the strong man was naked with a cyan upper body, and a pair of blood-red eyes were full of desire to kill.

"What's wrong? Qianyang, are you still thinking about that Wang Fangjun? ”

Hou Cheng stood beside Zhang Qianyang and asked with interest.

"I'm not thinking about it, but I just think that how can someone like him not be able to pass the test of the Holy Sect."

Zhang Qianyang said with some doubts.

"You've asked this question many times, the test is not something that can be passed by the smarter or stronger the willpower, sometimes it is easier for more ordinary people to pass, I don't know how this kind of thing works, but that's the way it is.

"And it's been a year since you joined the Holy Sect, don't you understand?"

Hou Cheng was the team leader who led them to the test at the beginning, and he joined earlier than Zhang Qianyang, so he naturally understood some things.

"What my brother taught me is that I may be a little too persistent."

Zhang Qianyang thought about it and said.

"It's good that you can figure out nature, you know, we are all people who cultivate immortals and refine qi now, and we want to enjoy immortality in the future, and things like this that will affect our state of mind should be avoided."

Hou Cheng nodded, "Okay, in a while, we will go to the border of Europe, and when the time comes, catch more natives and refine them into zombies in exchange for contributions, now the resources are getting more and more tight, and your basic qi refining technique is almost complete." ”

"Yes, it's almost here, and when I reach enlightenment, I can practice the Secret Technique, I heard that it is the practice passed down by the ancestor Fang Jin."

Zhang Qianyang nodded.

"Hehe, I heard that this secret technique was created by concentrating the exercises of all the sects of the Great Song Dynasty at the beginning, leaving it simple, and finally created it after the ancestor comprehended his own natal exercises, which can be said to be the first exercise in the Great Song Dynasty."

Hou Cheng said with some envy, he is only in the late stage of enlightenment now, if he wants to cultivate the Immortal Divine Technique, he still has to wait for a while, and he doesn't want Zhang Qianyang to be almost complete.

"By the way, some time ago, I heard that the sect leader and various elders were called over by the ancestor, and then they issued an order to speed up the plundering of resources, do you know what the reason for this matter is?"

Zhang Qianyang asked a little strangely.

"What about it...!"

Hou Cheng, as an extremely well-informed person of the entire Holy Sect, knew some, but he was not sure whether it was true or not, so he could only say with some hesitation: "I heard that this matter is to establish a formation, and it is also said that it is to refine an elixir, but what it is, I am not very sure." ”

"I see, but since the Holy Sect unified all the sects in the Song Dynasty, there has been no major movement for a while."

Zhang Qianyang said.

"Yes, it's possible that this time the Holy Sect is going to do something again, we also have to step up our preparations, you must know that the time when all the sects were unified, most of the outer disciples were killed and injured, and many familiar faces also disappeared."

Hou Cheng sighed.