Compared to the low-level monks, those saints who are at the top of the food chain stand higher and see farther.

In the entire Xiuzhen Continent, there is a fixed number of aura, and there are so many aura, one person is divided into tens of millions of people, and the effect is naturally different.

There are too many monks.

Everyone is like a hungry wolf, frantically devouring the aura between heaven and earth, and frantically consuming all kinds of resources.

As a result, there are more and more monks, the aura is thinner, and the resources are scarce.

What to do?

Let's fight!

Come to a war that will sweep the entire Xiuzhen Realm, kill all those scum that are useless but devour the aura all day long, and return the Xiuzhen Continent to a primitive appearance with rich aura and abundant resources!

Thereupon.

The low-level monks were eager to fight, and the high-level monks let it go, and the war started like this.

First of all, the three places of Tiandang Mountain, Tianyun City, and Qinglu Mountain Range, followed by battles of varying scales broke out in various places, according to this rhythm, it will not be long before this war between the righteous path and the demon gate will sweep the entire cultivation realm.

All this, Joladan did not know.

Even if he knew, he probably looked like he didn't care about himself.

Trials!

Ten miles of slope, crowded with people.

Some came with invitations issued by Taizong's school, and there were also people like Joladan who came to the door by themselves.

All of them are gifted and talented.

The body of the wood spirit.

Earth Spirit Body.

All kinds of spirits.

There are countless eighth-level quasi-spirit roots.

The worst has to be a seventh-level spiritual root, and sixth-level people are not qualified to come here at all.

On the ten-mile slope, five old men lined up.

"All lined up, don't worry, don't worry!"

"This is just the initial test, the real trial is not here, don't be nervous. ”

Hearing the shouts of these old men, Qiao Ladan understood, feelings, this is just an audition, eliminating those who are not qualified to join the Taizong Academy, and then, the remaining elites will go to participate in the real trial.

Since it is an audition, it will naturally not be so strict.

It's not.

A monk stepped forward, and one of the old men looked at him: "Age twenty-four." ”

Another old man took a look: "Late stage of the Jie Dan Realm." ”

Another old man continued: "Eighth-level Water Spirit Root. ”

The fourth old man nodded: "The qualifications are acceptable, pass!"

The last old man waved and summoned the monk who had passed the audition to his side.

Good guys, they don't need any formations, and they don't need any magic weapons, they are all at a glance, and they are very accurate, regardless of whether it is age or cultivation or spiritual root, you can see it at a glance.

Another monk stepped forward.

"It's past thirty. ”

"It's just dawned. ”

"Seventh-level Wood Spirit Root. ”

"Qualifications: average. ”

That's what didn't pass.

But.

The fourth old man beckoned and called the monk to his side: "Do you have any special skills, show them to the old man." ”

The monk was not ambiguous, knowing that this was the last chance, and walked in three or two steps to a large stone weighing more than a thousand catties, bent down, his face swelled, and with brute force, he actually lifted the big stone.

The power of a thousand pounds.

It's already very good among the monks of the Yudan Realm.

Pity.

The old man shook his head: "Too bad." ”

Straight out.

3rd place.

Fourth place.

5th place......

The progress is very fast, those with excellent talents, just walk on a circle, and clear the customs directly, and those who are weaker only need to show a mastery, and if you can pass, you can pass, but you will be eliminated directly.

The progress is so fast, and Joradan came relatively early, and it won't be long before it will be Joladan's turn.

"Age twenty-two. ”

"Later stage of foundation building. ”

"Eighth-level earth spirit root. ”

"Qualifications: average. ”

Obviously, there is no way to clear such an evaluation.

Joradan couldn't help it.

You can't change the spiritual root in front of this group of old men, in that case, you won't be entering the Taizong Academy, maybe you will enter the research institute.

Gotta hide it.

Fortunately, there is also a chance to show off your learning.

What's the mastery?

Move stones!

There are many monks in front of them, and they have already shown this kind of mastery.

It is said that it is a peerless study, but in fact, any demon cultivator has a bit of brute strength, and there is no pressure to lift a heavy object of hundreds or thousands of catties.

So.

Seeing that Joladan was also going to move stones, everyone complained in unison.

"Rub, why is there another show of strength. ”

"Demon cultivation is all tendons, obviously they have been eliminated so much, and they can't do it themselves. ”

"Look, it's estimated to be a thousand pounds. ”

"Ironclad will be eliminated. ”

"Demon cultivation just can't do it!"

I'm talking about it.

Joradan walked over to the stone mill.

Also for the convenience of the monks' testing, several boulders were placed.

The first piece was a thousand pounds, and Joradan didn't even glance at it.

The second piece is two thousand catties, and Joladan also turns a blind eye.

The third piece......

......

This walk actually came to the last piece.

The monks who were watching were all dumbfounded.

"Damn, what does this kid want to do?"

"This big stone, to say the least, will cost tens of thousands of catties?"

"What's more, I look at it like this, it's estimated to be twenty or thirty thousand catties!"

"I'll it, this kid wants to go against the sky!"

"Dase, it is estimated that he can't even lift it, such a heavy stone, even if it is a demon cultivator, it has to be above the Peiyuan realm, and it has to be an elite-level demon cultivator, just him, to build the foundation realm, he can't move it at all!"

"Yes, Ken......"

Not really.

As he spoke.

"Drink!"

Qiao Radan, who had blessed himself with several earth-based buff spells, wrapped his hands around the boulder, and shouted, and the boulder actually rose from the ground.

Then.

Again.

The boulder was lifted overhead.

Put it down, lift it up again, put it down again, lift it up again, and so on three times, with a loud shout, the boulder was thrown out.

Boy.

The boulder like a small mountain flew out more than ten feet, and smashed on the ground with a bang, smashing out a pit for the boss.

All dumbfounded.

"Damn, this guy can't be a demon beast, right?"

"Impossible, how can the Foundation Building Realm have such a powerful force?"

"Born with divine power!"

"Nima, if the demon cultivators are so powerful, how can we still mix up the righteous path!"

"This should clear the level, right?"

Customs clearance?

That's all right!

I didn't see those old men all open their mouths in unison, it is estimated that after living for such a long time, I haven't seen anyone who can have such strength in the foundation building realm.

"Clear the level!"

Joradan arched his hand to everyone very squeamishly, looking honest but very proud, and stood beside the fifth old man.

Demon cultivation, it should be well-developed limbs and simple mind, preferably tens of thousands of combat power, but the IQ is only in single digits, so it will not attract attention.

has acted a lot, and Joladan already has a lot of experience.