"Presumptuous! Come down!" There was an elite disciple who came to the temple for the trial that he couldn't get used to, it was Randifoe who was selected by the Extreme West Temple. He stood up and shouted at Amos, "Don't move!

"If it's a holy thing in the church, how can it be broken?" Amos found the right direction, easily twisted the column, tightened the golden strings, and played it again without hesitation.

"Ding!"

A heavenly sound spread from the holy lyre. All the people present trembled slightly. This voice is like the words of the gods, tickling the most itchy part of the heart, and the heart resonates with it. With such a beautiful sound, everyone wanted to listen to it a few more times, but everyone waited anxiously, but the sound of the piano stopped.

Amos was stunned on the spot, this wonderful voice seemed to be heard somewhere, and it should be very important, but why didn't he remember it at all?

Randifo, who accused Amos of tampering with the relics, also reveled in this heavenly sound, and waited for the next sound with his mouth wide open, completely oblivious to what he was doing.

"Child, this is the favorite of the God of Light, and you must not be left untouched. "Overseeing the trials of the elite is an elder with white hair. He also wanted to hear one more piano sound, but his duty was to step forward and dissuade him, "The eleven-stringed lyre is the favorite of the God of Light, and whenever he celebrates a victory, he will play the holy lyre, and all the saints will rejoice and have the confidence to win a greater victory." ”

"Thank you for the elders' teachings. Don't we need encouragement?" Amos's eyes were childlike, and he asked the question from a different angle. Yes, now that the Illumination Sect has been successful for many years, don't you need encouragement anymore?

"Ding... Ding Ding Ding Ding... Ding!"

Taking advantage of Elder Whitebrow's hesitation, Amos stretched out his hands and plucked all the strings, which continued into a beautiful bright movement.

The Extreme Northern Holy Land, where the light element is concentrated, changes the sky in the sound of the piano. The sky that was just shining with the sun was shining strangely, and five-colored clouds rolled out. Then the sky was full of colorful light, and then the beautiful sun rain fell!

Raindrops, like colored beads, dripped down from the sky, and soon converged into a colorful stream in front of the Far North Temple.

"This is the light elemental rain!" Sticking out his tongue to taste a colorful raindrop, the stubborn Landback found a miracle, these raindrops are full of divine taste, and they are the spiritual water for cultivating the Bright Holy Law!

"Quick! Let's put away all the holy water!" The elite disciples who came here to cultivate naturally knew the preciousness of these spiritual waters. They are cultivating in the Bright Temples in various places, and they have never had such good conditions as the Extreme North Temple, if this trial fails, they still have to return to the temples in various places, but if they can collect more Holy Rain, it will be of great benefit in the future.

"Fortress of Light!" "Blade of Light!" The elites in the square are all high-ranking people in the Holy Law, and they have cleverly cast the Holy Law upside down, using the power of light to circle a huge rain receiver, receiving as much holy water as possible, and then putting it into bottles and cans. Some people also drank in large gulps, increasing the reserves of holy power for the next trial.

But the initiator was stunned on the piano platform, looking at the colorful rain in the sky, and slowly wept silently. He didn't know why he was crying, but when he saw these colorful droplets, he was sad, and he seemed to be so excited that he couldn't help himself when he saw his loved ones.

The Holy Instrument paused for a long time before the colorless clouds in the sky gradually subsided. The sun in the Holy Land is brighter, the sky is bluer, and the Temple of Light is more dazzling. After collecting the holy water, the Trial Elite and the Elders of the Far North Temple Penance were also satisfied to clean up their minds and resume normal competitions.

Amos, whose tears were dry, jumped off the piano platform, and his unprovoked grief made him feel down, and he had no intention of playing the piano and making music again. But he didn't know that after jumping off the piano platform, there was a faint shadow of the eleven-string holy qin on his head! It's just that this shadow is too weak, and the cardinal's cultivation can only be seen, and the holy light judgment can't be seen, let alone the lower level of Amos.

"The first level, the winner, Lan Amos. "All the disciples of the Bright Sect are given the surname "Lan", and of course, at the level of cardinals, they are replaced with the word "saint".

In the face of this result, no one has any objections. Randifo, who is straight-tempered and impatient, also took the initiative to make a friend.

The holy high priest of Amos was the lowest among them. But Randy Fu remembers him for causing an unexpected rain of divine light, and he does not hesitate to turn it in. Amos was also very happy to meet a good friend of the Temple of Light in the Far West.

"The first time I saw you, I felt familiar, it seems to be fate. Randiford spoke quickly and greeted Amos.

"Please take care of Randiford. "Amos treats each other respectfully and courteously, this is the rule written in the Doctrine of Light, and those who have cultivated low in the Holy Law should respect those who have cultivated high.

"You're welcome to call me Defoe in the future. "Landford doesn't care about the difference of one level, and in his opinion, Amos will soon be promoted to the Holy Light Judgment.

"Let's call it Big Brother Defoe. "Amos knew that his holy power was too poor to climb high. If they fought these Light Judges, they would be able to clean themselves up with a single finger.

And the next trial was the battle of the Holy Law, and Amos directly admitted defeat and became the last one. The first place in this competition was Randolph of the Temple of Light in the Far East. This time, the Far Eastern Temple sent two elites, and they tacitly cooperated with each other in the Holy Law Competition, and only then did they defeat the strongest Central Temple disciple, Lan Soli, and win the second victory.

Randolph was dressed in a robe of light, and on the surface he was a humble gentleman, but after the victory, he was complacent and pretended to be modest to the elites around him, "Admit it." ”

"I despise them the most!" Randolph was also defeated at the hands of Randolph, and was very dissatisfied with this hypocrite, and poured bitter water on Amos.

"Lan Soli didn't complain, why are you angry?" Amos advised, complaining too much to prevent gut breaking.

"That woman is not simple. "It's rare to have someone that Randy Fook admires. Women have a natural potential in the cultivation of the Bright Holy Law, and Kelan Soli has an extremely tough personality and different talents, and under the efforts of the Central Bright Temple, she stands out from a crowd of young talents. Moreover, the cardinal of the Central Temple of Light is also of great wisdom, he is not afraid of the eyes of the world, and categorically supports Lan Soli to go to the Holy Land of Light for trial, creating a precedent for the trial of women in the Light Sect.

In the Holy Law Contest just now, Lan Soli first fought another Extreme Eastern Temple disciple, and it took a lot of effort to break into the finals, and the last one was overwhelmed. Despite her defeat at the hands of Randolph's sword, she was not discouraged and set off in good spirits to meet the next trial.

Everyone's holy law cultivation is high, even if there were some injuries in the martial arts competition just now, with the support of the majestic light element, meditate on the spot and rest for a while, and they will regain their health and vitality.

The third level of the competition is to go to the extremely cold place to experience the demons. At this time, the sun has set, and the sky of the holy land is covered with magnificent auroras, covering the white snow-capped mountains into a dream world.

The ten elites who entered it were also full of illusions in their hearts. How to be firm in your faith when the demons are dancing is the purpose of the Extremely Cold Snow Mountain Trial.