The wind rises in front of the mountain, and the wind passes through the forest.

In the wind, the figure of this young man was carried. In a flash, he came to the side of the black iron pillar in a blink of an eye.

On the stands, Yang Tinghua's brows furrowed tightly, seemingly extremely displeased. The face of the old man in black also became gloomy.

Ye Junlin came back, which made Huangfu Tenghui and Huang Yuyang a little disappointed. But they still fell into the well and said, "What if you come, can you produce another god body?"

Ti Million looked at Ye Junlin and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he patted his chest and said secretly: "Fortunately."

Ye Junlin smiled awkwardly at the Tsing Yi teaching.

Tsing Yi didn't say anything, he fixed the black iron pillar and signaled that Ye Junlin could conduct the 'Xuanli Purity Test'.

Ye Junlin stepped forward, gathered Xuan power, put it on his left hand, and then slowly printed it on the groove.

The old man in black looked at the Xuanguang in Ye Junlin's hand, slightly surprised, this was the first time he had seen this color of Xuanguang. Faintly, the old man in black felt as if something big was about to happen.

Ye Junlin's left hand, the moment it was printed into the groove, an incomparably huge colorful light rose to the sky, the momentum was like a rainbow, shaking the sky and the earth. In an instant, everyone present only felt that there was an incomparably powerful coercion acting on their foreheads.

This kind of coercion is like a divine glow from the heavenly realm, incomparably holy, but full of terrifying power.

The colorful light and the incomparably dazzling made everyone present can't help but raise their arms and cover their eyes. The Xuanguang lasted for a long time before the half-pillar incense gradually weakened.

Everyone, the moment they could see things clearly, looked at the black iron pillar, and they desperately wanted to know how geometrically pure this late teenager was to be able to trigger such a huge vision of heaven and earth.

I saw that on the black iron pillar, seven different colors of jade were lit up. They are golden, cyan, blue, red, brown, purple and yellow jade.

The old man in black's eyes were half-narrowed, and his heart was constantly trembling: because he found that each of these seven-colored jades lit up with a hundred small grids!

This means that this young man named Ye Junlin not only has seven attributes, but the purity of each attribute is 100%!

"Divine talent, this is definitely divine talent!" the old man in black muttered continuously, constantly wiping his eyes, he wondered, did he see it wrong?

Yang Tinghua was already dumbfounded at the moment. She has lived for 110 years, and she has seen a lot of strange people and strange things. But today, she was still deeply shocked.

In a palatial hall of the Beiyang Imperial Palace, an old man suddenly stands, holding a cane inlaid with crystal and jade in his hand. The cane is constantly waving, as if performing some important divination ritual.

Xuan Yao stood silently beside him, his expression extremely respectful.

In Yuejun's 'Yuehou Mansion', the shadow stood behind a white ball of light, his face full of awe. If Xuan Yao was here, he would definitely find that the white light cluster was also carrying out a kind of 'high-level' divination.

In the Imperial City's 'Tingwei Mansion', Wei Ye put down the wolf in his hand and smiled softly.

"A new era is finally coming. ”

The pillar of colorful light caused by Ye Junlin lasted for a full hour before gradually disappearing.

During this period of time, Ye Junlin only felt that his soul had been sublimated. The things that had happened, big or small, sad or happy, all came to his eyes.

He only felt as if he had entered a void space. The space was extremely desolate and empty. The black mist, enveloping everywhere, was pitch black, like an ingenious chaotic world.

It's an amazing feeling.

"Is this my 'sea of knowledge'?" Ye Junlin muttered.

Just as he was about to meditate again, a loud shout suddenly sounded in his ears, pulling him back from this mysterious space.

The old man in black appeared in front of him at some point, with a look of fear.

"Boy, I plan to make an exception to accept you as a 'personal disciple', I don't know what you think?" the old man in black looked at Ye Junlin and asked very sincerely.

In Ye Junlin's heart, there was also this inexplicable little anger at the old man in black for destroying his 'meditation'.

So, he shook his head and politely rejected the old man's proposal.

The old man was not surprised, because when he wanted to accept someone as a 'personal disciple', he had already been rejected once.

"Why don't 'gifted' people like you look down on the old man?" said the old man in black, inexplicably sad.

Ye Junlin looked at the old man and said softly: "It's not that I don't look down on Lord Siye, but the second link has not yet been carried out, and it is a little too early to say this now." ”

The old man in black looked at Ye Junlin, gently stroked his beard, and he praised: "He is worthy of being Wei Ye's junior brother, and even the tone of his speech is exactly the same as him." ”

Ye Junlin pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Who rarely says the same thing as him!"

Everyone in the square and in the stands looked at Ye Junlin in shock. The expressions on his face are extremely exciting: admiration, admiration, consternation, and jealousy.

Ti Million's heart has blossomed, and he feels more and more that the fact that he and Ye Junlin are brothers and sisters is only afraid that it is the most correct thing he has done in his life.

In fact, a few years later, Ti Million, who has become the empire's 'internal history of governing Su', is still full of excitement when he mentions the scene when he met Ye Junlin.

Although some people have gone away, they have long been deeply imprinted in the hearts of some people.

Huangfu Tenghui and Huang Yuyang's faces became extremely ugly at this moment. Ye Junlin's talent will inevitably attract great attention from the academy, and the imperial court will also devote itself to cultivating him, and in a few years, maybe he will be another 'General Wei Ye'.

Thinking of this, the faces of the two of them became even more ugly.

In the crowd, Chu Liangchen looked at Ye Junlin shyly, like a lady waiting for the word boudoir to see her sweetheart.

Ye Junlin noticed Chu Liangchen's gaze, stepped forward, and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "Come on, if I am injured in the future, you have to promise to cure me." ”

Hearing this, Chu Liangchen nodded heavily.

The first part of the re-examination fell like this, and the curtain of the second link gradually opened