Yu Shu was stunned for a second, really not knowing how to react.

She let out a long sigh, and the familiar voice in her head rang out again.

It was Ji Jue's voice, and he said, "Yu Shu, no one in that secret realm has broken the formation for the time being. ”

Ji Jue frowned, not only did no one break the formation in that secret realm, but what was even more terrifying was that all the trialists who teleported to that secret realm failed to enter the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect.

Ji Jue looked at the record book of the trialists over the years in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, Yu Shu's voice sounded faintly, "Ji must not look for it, the second level is about to end." ”

"What?!" Ji Jie's face showed surprise, now it's over before even the time for half a pillar of incense?!

Yu Shu's face was pale, she looked up at the bottoming hourglass in the air, and answered in a deep voice.

"Well, it's over."

Ji Jue was dumbfounded suddenly, he thought he was fast enough, but he forgot that the time flow speed of the secret realm was different from that outside.

Ji Du lowered his eyes, and a trace of chagrin flashed between his eyebrows.

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't enter, I'm thinking of another way." Yu Shu didn't hear Ji Jie's response for a long time, so she guessed what Ji Du was thinking, and she said with relief.

When Ji Jue heard this, he choked in his throat even more, how could he be the emperor of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, the ghost prison king of the Demon Prison Realm, not even able to do this little thing!

Ji Jie's eyes suddenly darkened, and he stood up abruptly and walked from the library of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect.

He operated the dantian, mobilized his spiritual power, and walked directly towards the Shuiyun Tower of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Jue arrived at Shuiyun Tower.

As soon as he landed, the two disciples guarding the Shuiyun Tower were stunned for several seconds before they reacted, as if they had seen a ghost.

They hurriedly knelt on one knee in a hurry, clenched their hands into fists, lowered their heads, and said in a somewhat panicked tone, "The disciple should die, I don't know that the emperor is coming, there is no distant welcome, I hope the emperor will forgive the sin." ”

Ji Jue was dressed in a white shirt, with wide robes and large sleeves, he put his hands behind his back, put down two words, and then walked ahead without squinting.

"No courtesy."

Inside the Shuiyun Tower, there were nearly a hundred disciples standing, and a piece similar to a light screen would appear in front of every fifth disciple, and it was not anything else that was played, it was the secret realm of the second level.

This second level examines the nature of the mind, so the selection method is that the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect watch the process of the entire secret realm, and after deliberation and voting, vote for unsuitable candidates.

As soon as Ji Jue stepped into Shuiyun Tower, he attracted the attention of all the disciples.

There was a moment of panic in the scene, but it quickly settled down.

They knelt on one knee in unison, their heads bowed very low, "Disciple see Emperor Zun!" ”

Their voices overlapped and were very imposing.

Ji Jue lifted his eyes, although his face was expressionless, but there was a momentum of not being angry and arrogant around him, his thin lips opened lightly, and he used his spiritual power to transmit his voice to the entire Shuiyun Building.

"You don't need to be polite, just do your own thing."

But Ji Jue's voice fell, but none of the disciples present dared to move.

The scene was very quiet, and a wordless embarrassment filled the air.

Ji Jie's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said coldly, "Didn't you hear?" ”

At this time, all the disciples stood up from the ground one after another, for fear that one of them would be slow to get up, which would make the emperor unhappy.

Soon two disciples came out of the crowd of disciples, who were the main persons in charge of this trial.

The two of them are uniformly dressed in white door clothes, the only difference is that the belts pinned to their waists are different.

One wears a belt with blue auspicious clouds and dark patterns around his waist, and the other wears a belt with dark patterns of green trees around his waist.

They are Qiu Ren, the eldest disciple of Elder Xingji, and Lang Dong, the eldest disciple of Xuandan Zhenren.

The two walked slowly in front of Ji Jie, lifted their robes, fell to their knees with a plop, and said loudly.

"Purple Yang Peak disciple Qiu Ren, see Emperor Zun!"

"Xuandan Peak disciple Lang Dong, see Emperor Zun!"

Ji Jue resisted the impatience in his heart, and responded lightly, "No courtesy." ”

Qiu Ren and Lang Dong glanced at each other before getting up.

Lang Dong has been in the field for a longer time than Qiu Ren, so his natural seniority is higher.

Lang Dong clenched his hands into fists, bowed his head and arched his hands, "Disciple Lang Dong, I don't know what the emperor commands?" ”

Ji Jue shook his head, "Just come and take a look." ”

He still remembered that Yu Shu had entered the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect and didn't want to be ostentatious.

Originally, he wanted to secretly help Yu Shu find a shortcut to clear the customs, but who knew that things were not as smooth as he expected, so he made this decision.

As he spoke, Ji Du put his hands behind his back and raised his legs to the side.

Lang Dong and Qiu Ren exchanged a look, no one knew what the emperor wanted to do, so they had to follow behind the emperor respectfully.

Ji asked as if unintentionally, "How was the trial?" ”

Lang Dong lowered his head, his tone was in awe, and replied decently, "Back to Emperor Zun, everything is going on as usual." ”

When Ji Jue heard this, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyebrows, and then he asked, "The second level is over?" ”

"Back to Emperor Zun, it's come to an end, and now it's the voting stage."

When Ji Jue heard what he wanted to hear, his heart tightened, and the pace under his feet suddenly accelerated.

He swept through one light screen after another, looking for the secret realm where Yu Shu was in a panic.

Finally let Ji Jue see Yu Shu's figure, Ji Jue looked at the light screen in front of him, his hand behind his back clenched violently, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

On the light screen, Yu Shu hung directly above the village, the aura continued to overflow from behind her, and the starlight surrounded her, with an indescribable beauty, as if it was a sacrifice.

Ji Jue's eyes stared at the light screen in front of him for a moment, and asked softly, "What is this?" ”

Lang Dong behind him was stunned for a moment, he glanced at the light screen in front of him, and quickly matched the relevant information in his mind.

After a while, Lang Dong said out loud, "Back to Emperor Zun, this illusion is Lijia Village, speaking of which, this is the first time in so many years that a trialist has successfully passed the test. ”

"Oh." Ji Jue pretended not to care, and asked casually, "Is this illusion difficult?" ”

Lang Dong swallowed his saliva, and his palms were sweating a lot because of nervousness.

He quietly wiped his hand on his shirt, "Back to Emperor Venerable, this illusion is based on the evil deeds of the nine-hundred-year-old Demon Dao Ghost Cultivator, and then made a slight change. ”

"There are some difficulties, and the key points of clearing the customs are very hidden, so not many trialists have found out."

Ji Jue bowed slightly, looking like he was listening carefully.

Soon Ji Jue got to the main purpose of coming to Shuiyun Tower.

He coughed lightly, and then asked nonchalantly, "What is this nun called?" ”

There are nearly a thousand trial cultivators here, how can Lang Dong know them all.

Lang Dong's expression tightened, leaned out slightly, and glanced wildly at the few disciples in charge of this secret realm.

Those disciples gave Lang Dong a very powerful transmission.

Lang Dong picked it up at this time, "Back to Emperor Zun, this female cultivator is a sword cultivator, named Yu Shu, a monk of the Jindan period. ”

Ji Jue looked at Yu Shu in the light screen, and an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

He nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

The scene suddenly and eerily quieted down, and Lang Dong's heart was lifted again.

Lang Dong asked in a whisper with a bit of apprehension in his tone, "Emperor, do you have any orders?" ”

Ji Jue glanced sideways at Lang Dong, and casually hinted, "She has some talent." ”

Where is Lang Dong who can't understand the words, his eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but start speculating about what the emperor meant.

Immediately, Lang Dong timidly tested, "This casual cultivator is also very good in the secret realm, and he is a person with a firm and upright mind, so it is better to be selected to enter the trial of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, what do you think, Emperor?" ”

The smile in Ji Du's eyes was even worse, and the corners of his lips rose and quickly fell.