A batch of people came forward in turn, in an orderly manner.

The eliminated people were not willing to really leave, and reluctantly gathered beside the stone steps halfway up the mountain, looking enviously at the lucky people who had successfully passed the formation on the other side of the mountain road.

After many rounds of selection, almost everyone knows that once they step into a certain range, they will get lost in an illusion full of sweet dreams.

In the fantasy world, they have the things they most desire on weekdays, they eat all the world's banquets with their appetites, those who like beauty sink every day, and those who desire power become the most noble people...... And so on and so forth.

The only thing they have in common is that they didn't control themselves, and in the end they were devoured by hallucinations, and the gap of desire was difficult to fill, and they only felt a big dream when they woke up exhausted.

Therefore, they also refer to this as the path of refining the mind set by the true immortals, which is specifically to test whether people can grasp their own pious heart.

For those who had broken through the path of heart refining, everyone also cast their eyes of admiration in addition to envy.

can maintain his heart in front of the most desired things at his fingertips, perhaps only such a person is qualified to be worthy of the word 'fairy fate'!

At this time, there were only seven or eight people left who had crossed the narrow road up the mountain, and among them were young sons, middle-aged wealthy merchants, dying old women, and even middle-aged beautiful women......

Feeling the eager gazes of those eliminated people at the bottom of the mountain, several people were still a little incredulous, panting and muttering to themselves: "I, I actually passed?" ”

Recalling the content of the illusion, several people felt as if they were in a different world, and even they didn't know how they broke through the illusion array.

It's just like a trance, and suddenly I feel a sense of unreality, and then I wake up......

"The old man has a fate with the immortals, which is destined by heaven." Among them, there is an old man with a cane, although he only stands indifferently, but he is inexplicably quite majestic, and people dare not approach.

He was the one who needed a servant to carry the mountain, and now the sturdy servant was still smiling and stagnant in the path of refining his heart, and he only regained consciousness in a flash, and took his own cane and climbed the mountain alone.

"Eight, the Eight Sage Kings?!" Yang Huaiyu looked at the old man blankly, and quickly stepped forward to support him carefully: "Why did your old man come too?" ”

The Eight Sages King stroked his beard with a smile and smiled: "Why, if you can come to the junior of the Yang family, the old man can't come to ask for immortals?" Besides, doesn't this confirm that the old man is also a person with immortal fate? ”

Yang Huaiyu had a grimace on his face: "You are so old and old, why are you so tired and tired?" If you wait for the official call at home, the immortals will not run away. ”

The Eight Sages King put away his smile, his expression became serious, and his voice was slightly bitter and reminiscing: "You don't understand, the immortal fate of the immortal, if you don't fight, you won't have it." ”

Yang Huaiyu scratched the side of his ear and realized that he really didn't understand.

In his opinion, if the official family knew that the true immortal had descended into the world, he would inevitably send someone to summon him quickly.

It's just that there will definitely be nothing to do with him when he falls, and a bunch of elderly people in the court will definitely compete to surround Shangxian, he is a young son of the Yang Mansion, don't even want to squeeze in.

If there is really any immortal fate or something, it must be supplied to those of his father's generation first.

However, he thinks that with the status of the Eight Sages King and even the official family having to be carefully supplied, in terms of age and seniority, it seems that there is no need to go through this experience in person.

……

"Weird!" High in the sky, Zhang Yuqing casually let go of the young man who had been bullied by the strong man before, and said to himself: "How can this mana be used endlessly today, and there is no sign of weakness for such a long time?" ”

According to the level of his fourth-level qi refining, he has to control the flying sword, and he has to use the magic technique to screen the crowd, although he is not exhausted at this moment, he should always feel that the dantian is slightly empty.

However, at this moment, the mana in his dantian was full, and the meridians were running smoothly, not only did he not feel tired at all, but he was refreshed, and even had a feeling of more and more mana.

Zhang Yuqing took back most of his divine sense, looked at his own dantian, and found that he had sufficient aura and abundant mana, and it was not as if he had continuously performed half an hour of magic and qi control.

It is related to the mana of dantian, the lifeblood of a cultivator, since Zhang Yuqing has discovered the strangeness, he naturally has to thoroughly investigate the origin, otherwise even if it is a good thing, it will always make people worry and worry.

"Mana...... Naturally generated? ”

Looking inside, he easily noticed that something was wrong.

With a hybrid spirit root like his, accumulating mana is a long process.

It is necessary to start from extracting the spiritual energy, refining the impurities bit by bit, in order to accumulate a trace of pure mana.

And now, in the depths of his dantian, there is a steady stream of naturally derived pure and refined mana, as if it were natural, and there is no difference from the mana he has refined himself.

"This characteristic...... It's quite like the Heavenly Spirit Root mentioned in the book! ”

Zhang Yuqing was stunned, thinking of the aura that helped him break through the middle stage of Qi refining, and the second monk was also puzzled.

Suddenly, he was covered in a spirit, and his gaze was cast downward.

Everywhere he looked, thousands of people cast their eyes on him with pleading and longing.

The idea was so big that it almost became substance.

"It seems that the increasing abundance of mana began when I appeared before the saints, and if so, maybe it has something to do with the power of the people's wishes?"

"Just like it is recorded in ancient books, the ancient gods used faith as the source of power!"

"It's just that with the Fourth Immortal Cultivation Realm Tribulation, the Shinto Dao has been completely shattered, and the gods who have absorbed faith have all died, and the inheritance has been broken, and I have never heard of anyone who can collect the power of the will for their own use."

"So my golden finger is still so useful?"

Zhang Yu cleared his mind and was full of energy, looking forward to how his cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds after establishing a perfect force.

It's just that the wish power of thousands of people can allow him to enjoy the effect of the 'Heavenly Spirit Root' mana self-generation, and there are millions of people in Bianliang City!

If you are bewitched...... After convincing these millions of people, a breakthrough in foundation building is just around the corner, right?

"It's time to give something real!" Zhang Yuqing muttered.

At this moment, the eyes he looked at these thousands of people were completely different from Fang Cai.

Originally, I just regarded them as 'audiences' and 'backgrounds', but I didn't expect them to have the potential to be 'seeds'.

As long as they use some immortal means to make them their own devout disciples, the millions of believers in Bianliang City may not be a problem.

On the other hand, the initial candidates for the forces were almost selected, and Zhang Yuqing deliberately accelerated the speed of crowd rotation.

In a short time, more than 3,000 people in the entire Xishan experienced the 'Heart Refining Road' and deeply enjoyed the effect of being confused by the magic of the gods.

Everyone is convinced that Zhang Yuqing's identity is an immortal, and the time has come.