Chapter 1918: The Old Way in the Painting
At this point, Qingyang has entered the duckweed illusion realm for more than twenty days, and it took less than a quarter of the three months, but he has already broken through the four floors in a row, without the slightest delay, and the progress is still good. A day later, Qingyang adjusted his state and stepped into the barrier of the fifth layer of duckweed fantasy land.
The fifth layer of this duckweed fantasy is different, there is only a big mountain in front, and Qingyang is standing at the foot of the mountain, different from the big mountain that I have seen before, it is quiet and peaceful here, the aura is permeated all around, the pine GΓΌbelin stands on the peak, and the turtle crane and the beast are walking on the side of the road, looking like a cave and a blessed land.
At the top of the mountain, there seems to be a Taoist temple, hidden in the pine ancient cypress, it is not very clear from a distance, although there is no clear instruction, but Qingyang can see that this Taoist temple is necessary to enter, maybe the opponent of this level is waiting for him in that Taoist temple.
Qingyang strode towards the mountain, after half an hour, he finally climbed the top of the mountain and came to the door of the Taoist temple, at this time he saw the whole picture clearly, the whole Taoist temple covers an area of only a dozen acres, the front and back are divided into several courtyards, the buildings inside are simple and dilapidated, and I don't know how many years it has existed.
"Since the guests have arrived, why don't you come in and talk about it?" Just when Qingyang was standing at the door and observing the surrounding environment, the gate of the Taoist Temple suddenly opened, and a voice came.
Qingyang looked at it, there was a patio in the door, this is the main hall behind the patio, there was no one empty, I don't know where the person who spoke was hiding, but if it comes, it will be safe, no matter whether the other party is friend or foe, go first to see it, so Qingyang walked through the patio and entered the hall.
The layout in the hall is very simple, only a table is placed in the center, outside the table is a chair facing Qingyang, inside the table is a painting hanging on the wall, there is nothing else, not even a single figure can be seen, the person who speaks does not know where it is.
As soon as Qingyang entered the room, the voice said, "Your guest is not far away, please take a seat." β
This time Qingyang finally saw it clearly, the voice came from the other side of the table, the painting was a picture of an old man sitting under a pine tree, with white beard and white hair, quite a fairy wind bone, when the voice came out, the old man's mouth opened and closed, obviously it was his voice.
It's really strange, a painting can actually speak, fortunately, Qingyang is well-informed, plus at this time in the duckweed fantasy realm, it is not too strange to have any strange things, since the other party let him sit, then sit down, Qingyang pulled out the chair and sat down, and then looked at the old Tao in the painting opposite, and said: "I don't know why my friend asked me to come in?" β
The old man in the painting smiled and said, "Of course, it's for your assessment." β
"You're the examiner of the fifth layer?" Qingyang said unexpectedly, while speaking, Qingyang also made preparations, so as not to be able to deal with the other party's sudden trouble, this duckweed fantasy is assessing these contestants anytime and anywhere, anything can happen, don't look at the old way in the current painting is a ball of harmony, harmless to people and animals, and will definitely not show mercy when turning his face, this is the fifth layer of duckweed fantasy, according to the strength of the opponent, it should be the third layer of the gods, and the strength is not much worse than the current Qingyang, if he does not prepare in advance, he is not absolutely sure.
Seeing Qingyang's vigilant look, the old Taoist in the painting said with a smile: "Daoist friends don't have to be so nervous, I won't do anything to you, there are nine layers of duckweed fantasy, if all levels rely on battle to break through, otherwise how can anyone break through several layers?" So this layer is the literary examination. β
Literary exams? Qingyang frowned, he was completely unprepared, I don't know what questions will come out of this literary exam, the literary exam will be easier than the battle, but Qingyang didn't dare to completely let down his guard, he was really in the third layer of duckweed illusion, he suffered too many sudden tests, so that he had to be extremely careful, who knows if the other party's smile is hidden in the murderous intention.
In the painting, Lao Dao seemed to know what Qingyang was thinking in his heart, and he didn't break it, and continued: "Contestants can't just improve their cultivation, so the literary examination tests your other skills, including refining, array, alchemy, talisman making, etc., as long as you have a skill, you can participate, if you pass the test, you can successfully pass the fifth layer, if you don't have any specialty, or the skill level is extremely low, and you don't pass the test I set, then you can only say sorry." β
The assessment of this level is actually other skills, which is a bit unexpected by Qingyang, but the monk really can't just know how to improve his cultivation, otherwise the immortal cultivation world will be too monotonous, Qingyang is not worried about such an assessment, after all, he still has a few brushes in Danshu. It's just that I don't know if I can choose the type of assessment by myself, and what is the standard of the assessment, if the other party specifies or randomly selects, and chooses what I am not good at, or the other party's standards are very high, and I can't meet the requirements with all my might, so it's better to quit this duckweed fantasy as soon as possible.
"I don't know how to assess, and what is the standard of assessment?" Qingyang couldn't help but ask.
In the painting, the old Taoist said: "Cultivating immortals is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, of course, it is impossible to encourage everyone to spend their energy on other aspects and be good at it, so this assessment is very simple, and the contestants can choose any one, as long as they reach the same level as cultivation." β
In the painting, Lao Dao said simply, but in fact it is not simple at all, reaching the same level as cultivation, that is, the peak of the Yuanying level, from the aspect of Danshu, it is to reach the level of senior Danhuang, which is not generally difficult. Although monks practice other skills to a greater or lesser extent, most of them use them as hobbies and do not put much effort into them, and very few monks actually achieve mastery in a particular area. Unless it is specially cultivated by a big force or living on this, it is possible to specialize in one subject, but because these people spend most of their energy in other places, they are inferior in terms of cultivation, so they have no chance to participate in the Thousand Babies Association, or they are eliminated directly in the first few layers, and it is rare for someone like Qingyang to have superb alchemy and be able to come to the fifth layer.
Of course, these have little to do with Qingyang, it doesn't matter if others can pass through this layer, Qingyang is at least still sure, long before entering the Myriad Soul Realm, when his cultivation was only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, the Danshu reached the level of senior Danhuang, and with the improvement of cultivation, his Danshu has improved to a great extent, that is, his cultivation has improved a little faster over the years, and he has spent less effort on Danshu, otherwise he would have entered the Danzong realm long ago.