After listening to the white-bearded old man's words, the cultivators who participated in the assessment breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, as long as you hold on to one more round of Divine Sense attacks, you will be able to pass the first assessment. Although everyone knew that the power of the third round of divine consciousness would definitely be stronger than the first two rounds, no one gave up. Because the general psychology of the public is that since they have survived two rounds, then no matter what, they must persevere a little longer, even if they can only pass the first assessment, they will have the hope of becoming a disciple of the outer sect.

So far, there are less than 600 cultivators left who have participated in the assessment. You know, this is the data that has not yet been completed in the first assessment. Moreover, this first assessment is so difficult, it is estimated that the remaining assessments will be more stringent and more people will be eliminated.

A quarter of an hour passed in a flash, and the group of cultivators looked at the four old men in the sky with burning eyes. As far as they are concerned, there is no way back now, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, even if they become outer disciples, it is much more glorious than giving up halfway.

"The time has come, everyone, be careful!" said the old man due east with a clear whistle. Although the old man's face was majestic, there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes. As an examiner, he knew that he had to be strict in selecting his disciples, because it was his duty. But as an elder, he doesn't want this group of children to be harmed either. It is a very contradictory psychology, where love and severity coexist, duty and worry coexist. After a moment of distraction, the old man sighed and shook his head, and when he looked up again, a determined look flashed in his eyes.

The four old men were all cultivators who were over hundreds of years old, and they had already lived extremely transparently, knowing when to do something. Cherish and cherish, but what they should do at this time is to carry out this assessment. It's one thing to cherish, but it's another thing to choose disciples.

The four old men sat cross-legged, standing proudly above the void. I saw that the four of them were running their own exercises, and the sage's coercion rippled out from them. The power of the divine consciousness mixed with the coercion of the saints is even more powerful, and they are like the eternal gods, who have compassion for the common beings with their own laws.

Ling Yu raised his head and felt the coercion of the Divine Consciousness frantically surging towards the earth from all directions, he didn't dare to slack off, he was sure that the intensity of the Divine Consciousness attack at this time was more than three times as fierce as before. Even Shi Chen, who was beside him, took out a killer weapon, only to see him clasping his palms together, the white shirt on his body was windless, and his wide sleeves were hunting in the wind. Shi Chen's body exudes a soft pale golden light, looking from a distance, like a golden-bodied Arhat, the law is solemn.

This time the Divine Consciousness attack was different from the previous two times, and the divine consciousness power of the four old men merged into a point in the air. Then, that little bit of light gradually became larger, and finally manifested into a huge ancient clock of simple shape. The diameter of the ancient bell is about five zhang in size, and the brass-colored bell body is engraved with complex patterns, like an entity. The ancient bell was suspended above the sky, and the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be inspired by the ancient bell, and they flocked to the ancient bell one after another, filling the surroundings of the ancient bell. After a while, several auspicious clouds were adsorbed on the body of the bell, reflecting the ancient bell like a fairy weapon.

"When!" rang out as a real bell rang out. These sound waves are different from the sound waves produced by the old men before, in comparison, the sound waves of the bell at this moment are louder and more powerful. One could even see that the air was distorted wherever the sound of the bell passed, as if the bell could tear through the void even if it was stronger. When the bell fell, the grass and trees on the edge of the stone platform were twisted into powder in an instant and rushed to all sides.

After the first wave passed, twenty cultivators were bleeding from their mouths and noses and collapsed to the ground. The power of this wave was so amazing that the cultivators who had fallen to the ground convulsed and shrunk into a ball. They were pale, breathing weakly, their eyes were closed, and several of them had even fainted.

At this moment, the Holy Hand of the Medical Dao hurriedly used his great mana to remove these twenty cultivators from the stone platform to prevent them from being harmed again. After moving the cultivators to a safe area, the old woman took out a flute from her waist and put it to her lips to play softly. Strange to say, when the old woman played the flute, wisps of smoke drifted out of the flute. These clear mist flew accurately towards the injured cultivators, entering the sea of consciousness through their ears. After about a cup of tea, the cultivators finally woke up. Seeing this scene, Jing Yi and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dang!" At that moment, only a second bell was heard, and the bell once again resounded. This time, the sound wave was even faster than the first time, and even the cultivators had just seen the air at the bell mouth distort, and the divine sense sound wave had already smashed on top of everyone's heads.

The moment the second bell rang, everyone's minds were instantly lost. The cultivators' minds went blank, allowing the violent divine consciousness to rush into their minds and rag in the sea of consciousness. The cultivators who reacted quickly hurriedly ran their exercises to resist the attacks that poured in like a tidal wave, while the cultivators who reacted slowly fell into a fainting again. Because of this divine consciousness attack, nearly twenty more cultivators collapsed to the ground, and at this moment, not only were their mouths and noses bleeding, but even their eyes were bleeding and tearing, looking extremely hideous.

The old woman saw the injured cultivator moaning unconsciously on the ground, and a trace of unbearability flashed in her eyes. I saw her move her hands in unison, and she moved the twenty cultivators in front of her to heal their wounds. This time, the old woman played about two cups of tea before she rescued these cultivators. Chinese network updates the fastest Computer:

The old woman had just healed twenty cultivators when the third wave of divine sense attacks struck again. This time, the sound of the bell was like thunder on a sunny day, and even the earth was trembling. Moreover, this time the sound wave was an indiscriminate attack, with the stone platform as the center, and the area of dozens of zhang was affected. Seeing that the sound wave was coming, Jing Yi hurriedly worked together with the three old men beside him, and a soft white light came out of the palms of several people, forming a circular shield, enveloping the injured cultivators.

At this time, Ling Yu, who heard the third bell, had a burst of blood and qi tumbling, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. This sound wave was not at the same level as the previous two waves of divine consciousness attacks. Ling Yu felt that all his internal organs were constantly vibrating, and the power of his divine consciousness invaded his body with the deafening sound of the bell. They burrowed from Ling Yu's skin, pores, and head into Ling Yu's body. The power of divine consciousness is pervasive, and after they enter the cultivator's body, in addition to attacking the cultivator's five internal organs, they also rush to the cultivator's dantian and the sea of consciousness at the same time.

In fact, when the third bell rang, the shield held up by the dragon's blood in Ling Yu's sea of knowledge appeared, and when all the divine senses attacked the sea of knowledge again, that layer of shield completely disintegrated, shattering into a rain of golden blood, sprinkled down.

Ling Yu's skull seemed to be about to crack, and his limbs trembled slightly from the sharp pain in his five internal organs. But he knows that now is not the time to rest. Ling Yu ran the exercises, calmed his breath, meditated and breathed, and quietly healed his injuries while resisting the intrusion of his divine sense.

This third wave lasted for a long time before it slowly stopped. At this time, there were already thirty cultivators bleeding and unconscious. Ling Yu opened his eyes and looked at the cultivators around him, most of the people who had survived this round of assessment were injured to varying degrees. Even Shi Chen's face was pale, and he looked like he had palpitations. And the few cultivators that Ling Yu paid attention to before, the rugged man, the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, and even Tang Jinxuan, were all blood-stained and depressed.

The bell was about to stop, and the four old men also slowly descended and stood in front of the stone platform. The four of them were also flushed and out of breath, and it seemed that the assessment just now had consumed a lot of their divine sense.

Jing Yi saw that the first round of assessment had ended, so he gestured to the old woman with a look. When the old woman saw Jing Yi's movements, she nodded knowingly. She held the flute in her hand, her lips opened slightly, and she only heard a melodious and gentle music wafting out. The sound of the music seemed to be spiritual, and everyone who heard it was in a happy mood, knowing that the holy hand of the Doctor was healing them with sound waves. Everyone cast their grateful eyes at the old woman, and they sat cross-legged, operating their own exercises under the rhythm of the flute, and cooperating with sound waves to heal their injuries.

After about half an hour, the cultivators finally regained their previous vitality. Even Ling Yu, who was deeply troubled by poison, felt that the toxins in her body had been cleared a lot. Ling Yu looked at the old woman and sighed, she could heal hundreds of cultivators with the power of one person, this kind of cultivation, even if you look at the whole of Huaxia, I'm afraid there are few people who can compare to it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since you have all passed the assessment, I would like to congratulate you five hundred in advance. But don't be arrogant, because the next assessment will be even more brutal than this divine sense attack!" Jing Yi looked at the cultivator on the stone platform and said in a loud voice. Chinese network debut

Ling Yu picked up the release dust beside him and looked around. He clearly remembered that there were nearly a thousand cultivators in the Shenwu Platform who wanted to be admitted to the Shenwu Academy in the morning, but he didn't expect that he had just gone through the first round of tests and eliminated nearly half of them. The first university in Zhongzhou, which has been able to stand for 60,000 years in China, is not only a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger among teachers, but even the threshold of this assessment is not comparable to other schools.

"Next, let me introduce you to the content of the second round of assessment. Jing Yi pressed his hands weakly, interrupting the whispers of the cultivators, and said loudly.

"Actually...... This second assessment is simple and difficult. Jing Yi seemed to want to satisfy everyone's appetite, and only half of the words were spoken. It wasn't until there was a look of eager eagerness in everyone's eyes that he smiled and continued: "Because of the second assessment, we have to ascend!"

Hearing Jing Yi's words, there were bursts of boos in the crowd, what kind of assessment is this? What does climbing mean? Jing Yi's words obviously made everyone unable to understand, climbing is an extremely simple thing, but if it is used as an assessment, it should not be so easy, they really don't understand what kind of test the so-called climbing is.

Seeing the incomprehension in everyone's eyes, Jing Yi sighed softly, and his face became solemn. He looked at the sky in the distance and said with nostalgia: "The ascent I am referring to is actually to let you ascend to the sky!"

When the cultivators heard Jing Yi's words, they fell into doubts again, they could all understand mountaineering and ascending, but what is the concept of ascending to the sky? Among this group of cultivators, most of their cultivation is below the state of mind, they can't fly in the sky at all, even if they are cultivators who are higher than the state of mind, below the supreme realm, if there are no immortal-level treasures, they can't swim above the nine heavens at all, so the disciples who participated in the assessment did not understand the meaning of Jing Yi's words.

"Senior Jing, don't go around the bend anymore, what does it mean to ascend to the sky? What is the second assessment? Can you tell us all at once?" the anxious cultivator couldn't hold back and asked in a loud voice.

"As you all know, this is the Sumeru space, and the Sumeru space was not built by my Shenwu Academy, but a natural world. The word Sumeru originates from the Western Desert, and in contrast, everything in this Sumeru space is similar to the real Mount Meru. And the second assessment I am talking about is to let you climb the Heavenly Truth in this Sumeru space!" Jing Yi retracted his gaze, looked at the group of cultivators on the stone platform, and said word by word.

"Xi Litian, Xi Mo, Shi Chen, what do Senior Jing's words mean?" Hearing Jing Yi's words, Ling Yu was slightly stunned, turned his head to Shi Chen and asked. He knew that Shi Chen was from the Western Desert, maybe he would know something.

"Celestial Heaven is a legendary existence in my Buddhist sect, no one has ever been there, and no one even knows where it is!" Shi Chen's eyes flashed with a hint of longing, and he sighed softly.

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