As for joining the Dragon Yin Sect, Wang Linsan is not without will, being able to join a sect founded by a strong man in the Ming King Realm is a great thing in all respects!

It's just that once you join the Dragon Yin Sect, many of your actions will definitely be restricted, and this is not the result you want.

If the Dragon Yin Sect did not restrict its freedom of action, it would be completely possible to consider joining......

In these aspects, no one can give Wang Linsan more advice, unless Wushuang wakes up, maybe he can give some advice, but it is not realistic at the moment.

Zhou Guangshun and others thought that Wang Linsan still needed time to think about it, so they didn't ask too closely, everything depends on Wang Linsan's own attitude, if they don't want to, no matter how strong they are, they may not be able to have the desired result.

Three days later, the first level of the exam was finally over, and the result of the exam was that there were more than 500 Ming Body Realm monks who passed the first level of the exam, more than 200 Ming Heart Realm monks, and only 120 Ming Spirit Realm monks.

This is only the first level of the exam, everyone can also participate in the second or third level of the exam, and finally according to the results of the three levels of the exam, or the specific performance of each level, the list of disciples recruited this time will be determined.

The second level of the exam was held in a secret place within the Dragon Yin Sect, which was extremely steep, and an unfathomable deep valley appeared in front of tens of thousands of people!

Both sides of the canyon are cliffs, and three thin ropes connect the two sides of the canyon, each of which is separated by a distance of 100 meters.

The fog rose in the valley, and it was difficult to see how deep the canyon really was. At the same time, the rising mist submerged most of the rope, and only a dozen meters in front of the line of sight could be seen.

All the monks who participated in the second level of the exam needed to use one of these strings to reach the other side smoothly in order to pass the exam.

Seeing that this canyon is steep and abnormal, many monks who participated in the exam for the first time couldn't help but take a few deep breaths of cool air.

At this time, Zhou Guangshun had already preached the rules of the second level of the exam loudly, which basically means that no matter what method is used, as long as you can cross this canyon, you will be deemed to have passed the second level of the exam.

Even if you can leap over, it is allowed, but for these monks of the Ming Body Realm, the Ming Mind Realm, and the Ming Spirit, the distance of a few zhang or dozens of zhang can still leap over, and this canyon is about more than 100 zhang wide, how can you fly over?

This level has little to do with realm cultivation, and the main test is mind, skill, and courage.

In the face of this pass, if you don't have enough determination and extraordinary courage, if you shake a little, it will be difficult to reach the other side smoothly!

Wang Linsan took a closer look, but he didn't find out what kind of material these three thin ropes were made of, and by feeling, these thin ropes were by no means simple.

With Zhou Guangshun's order, all the monks were divided into three groups according to the different levels of the realm, the same as the examination group of the first level, each group corresponded to a rope, and the examination of the second level began.

Three groups of monks of different realms were divided into three columns, and stepped on the thin rope in turn, separated by five feet between people, and after one person in front walked five meters on the rope, one monk in the back followed up, and for a while, there were many more monks on the thin rope.

It is strange that the rope that looks so thin can bear the weight of so many monks, and what is even more amazing is that walking on this thin rope does not have the slightest sense of swaying.

On the side of the Ming Spirit Realm grouping, as more and more monks stepped on the thin rope, only the two or three monks who had just stepped on the thin rope could see their figures clearly, and the other monks who had already stepped into the thick fog had already walked into the thick fog, and they couldn't see their specific situation in the mist at all.

I could only hear a burst of terrified screams coming out of the mist, one after another, making the second level of the exam even more dangerous.

What made people even more palpitating was that some of the screams became quieter and quieter, apparently many monks had broken away from the string and fallen into the deep ravine, shouting loudly as they fell, and the deeper they fell, the quieter the sound became......

Could it be that these monks who fell to the bottom of the valley died? The monks who were still waiting on the edge of the canyon for the second level of the exam could not help but have strong doubts in their hearts.

However, some of the monks who had taken the entrance exam of the Dragon Yin Sect were calm and relaxed, and they didn't seem to have too much to worry about.

If it were an ordinary mortal, it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold on such a thin rope, let alone march.

However, the monk has his own monk's ability, as long as he can concentrate and lift his breath, maintain his balance, and have a little support for his feet, he can move forward on a thin rope, although the speed cannot be too fast, but he can also maintain a steady movement.

Of course, if you are afraid and distracted, even as a monk, you will not be able to maintain stability.

Soon it was Wang Linsan's turn, after a person in front of him walked five meters on the rope, Wang Linsan prepared slightly, his right foot first carefully stepped on the rope, feeling completely solid, and then his left foot moved out, the whole body was completely on the rope, and the unfathomable canyon was under his feet!

At this time, Wang Linsan felt a faintly ferocious aura from the thin rope under his feet, accompanied by a trace of fierce coercion, if Mingtian's heart was a little weak, he would definitely be in turmoil.

This string is really not simple, wait back and ask Zhou Guangshun to see what material the three strings are made of.

Wang Linsan tried his best to maintain his inner peace on the string, trying his best to get rid of the influence of the ferocious aura emitted by the string itself, and after a while, he had walked into the thick fog.

Suddenly, there was a fog in front of him, and the other monk five feet away in front of him was no longer visible, and when he turned his head to look back, he could not see the monks waiting on the edge of the canyon more than ten feet away, as if he was the only one walking on the thin rope alone.

Amazingly, the thick fog rising from the valley floor shrouded the body, and the thin rope under his feet could only be done by personal feelings, and there seemed to be chaos all around.

In this case, it is as if the foot is no longer a deep canyon, but a solid place to stand on.

If it weren't for the thin rope under his feet, reminding Wang Linsan that there was a deep canyon under his feet, maybe he really wanted to be a childlike and try whether these dense fogs under his feet could withstand his body!

At this time, although Wang Linsan stepped on the thin rope and hung on the unfathomable canyon, his heart seemed extremely relaxed, and he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, such an exam is not necessarily how difficult it is, as long as he can not be disturbed by the ferocity of the string, many monks should be able to pass this second level of the exam.

However, just when Wang Linsan didn't think so, the environment seemed to change suddenly, there was no longer fog around, and what appeared in front of him was a land of white bones!

Deserted and lonely, gloomy, with occasional whimpering, or poignant or sad, indescribable......

In this environment, there seemed to be a rumbling war drum beating in my ears, and I saw the boundless crowd fighting each other, swords and swords and shadows intertwined, and the screams shook the sky, and the monks fell in patches, and the blood flowed like rivers......

Wang Linsan couldn't help but feel chills all over, his heart seemed to be wantonly pulled by a pair of invisible big hands, in the face of such a tragic situation full of white bones, he couldn't help but forget where he was, leaving only an empty mind, staring at all this in front of him blankly.

I saw a piece of white bone, which was the monk's arm, and after endless years, it was still pinched and held, as if it was about to lift the broken knife scattered on the side again!

This situation shocked Wang Linsan, and he didn't think much about it, he stepped out and walked straight to this white bone, without much thought, just wanted to go over and see, just to mourn a former male soul, a long time of emptiness......

Unexpectedly, as soon as this step was taken, Wang Linsan suddenly felt that his body had lost its balance, how could there be white bones in front of him, how could there be a male soul and vicissitudes?

His body is falling down at a rapid pace!

Only then did Wang Linsan understand that the scene he saw just now was just an illusion, and such a realistic illusion required a lot of magical power to create it, which made Wang Linsan feel incredible when he thought about it.

And he was obviously bewitched by the illusion, and finally broke away from the string and fell into the bottomless abyss......

"Oh my God, am I going to die here if I fall from such a height? My life is too short, isn't it? How sad my parents must be!"

At this moment, the speed at which the body fell faster and faster, and in the boundless fog, Wang Linsan's hands kept scratching in the air, trying to catch something, even if it was a piece of grass or a fallen leaf.

But it was all in vain, and the hands caught nothing in the thick fog, only the sound of the wind whirring in the ears.

For the first time, Wang Linsan experienced what fear is and what despair is!

Suddenly, the speed of the fall slowed down, and Wang Linsan's body seemed to fall on a piece of softness. Quickly opened his eyes, only to find that he did not continue to fall, but fell on the back of a spirit beast.

This spirit beast is huge, full of feathers, wings, wingspan of more than ten zhang, judging from the breath it exudes, it is a four-grade land spirit beast that is good at flying.

Wang Linsan calmed his heart a little, and suddenly had a feeling of coming back from the dead, this will be an unforgettable experience!

Looking around, I found that there were dozens of monks on the back of this spirit beast, obviously all of whom had fallen from the string, and I was just one of them, fortunately they were all rescued by this spirit beast, otherwise, how could there be any hope of survival?

This fourth-grade land spirit beast spread its wings slightly and flew straight towards the top of the canyon, and the other same land spirit beast immediately flew over and took the place of its companion.