"Great Protector, fellow Daoists, the banquet of the Immortal Venerable is set up in the Xuanjin Pavilion of the main hall, and we will welcome you into the hall. The person who came was a group of priests dressed in the robes of the disciples of the Pure Feather Hall Sect, and the leader of the team was a young man with sword eyebrows and handsome eyes, he first bowed his hand to everyone, and then looked at Jia Jun and said, "This is the new junior brother, we are ordered by the head of the sect to take the little junior brother to meet the head of the sect alone." As he spoke, he pulled out a feather-like token that was two fingers wide and had a golden translucent body.

As soon as Zihao heard that he was going to take Jiajun alone, she was about to question it, but after seeing this token, she swallowed it back just when she was about to exit.

"Xiaojun, with this token, there is no doubt that the head of the hall is summoned, and the head of the main hall is a powerful god who is respected by the Thousand Charm Immortals, and it is also your chance to meet him. The Great Protector's expression moved slightly, and he seemed to be taken aback, it was estimated that he didn't know about the summons of the master, so he turned his head and introduced to Jiajun.

Although there was no emotion in his tone, when the purple gaze of the Great Protector fell on him, Jiajun was always extremely uncomfortable. He immediately got up and flew to the side alone with the leading disciple.

The sea of clouds pavilion, the divine consciousness swept away the ethereal emptiness, but it was extremely clear in front of his eyes.

As he progressed deeper, Jiajun seemed to enter a dreamlike void, surrounded by vivid and vivid scenes of pavilions and palaces, but every time he approached one of them, the surroundings became gray and empty.

After flying for a long time under such a change in the scene, the leading disciple stopped his pace. Where the group was, there was no palace building in sight, only a deep blue sea. Floating waves roll up sparkling waves.

"The hall master is waiting for you in the deep palace, I can't enter, and now I want to teleport you here. The young man in the lead took out a palm-sized cyan round magic disc with an expressionless face, and without waiting for Jiajun to react, he directly used the magic disc to face him.

The world was spinning, and the next moment, Jiajun was already standing in a dark and empty corridor.

"Really, if you say teleportation, you will teleport, and you won't give any preparation effort!" he secretly complained in his heart, and looked around helplessly.

The corridor is very wide. At the end of the front is a carved red wooden door with gold trim several people high. In front of the door stood an old man in a gray robe, with a long staff in the shape of an ancient tree branch in his hand, staring at him lazily.

"Is it the hall master?" Jia Jun hurriedly stepped forward and asked the old man.

"Hall Master? The hall master arranges for you to go to a place. Wanted to see him. Let's talk about it when you come out!"

The old man sneered, his voice as old and dry as gravel.

"Huh?" Jia Jun was stunned, before he could react. He felt a strong attack from the old man, and the wooden door behind him opened at the same time.

Isn't it? What is this for?......

Shocked in his heart, Jiajun was unstable and was sucked into the gate in one breath.

"Hey, hey, hey...... For many years, the hall master was reluctant to send his disciples to the feather transformation trial. It's good that you kid, you were thrown in before you apprenticed, if you can successfully turn into a feather a few times, could it be that the hall master still has to turn his face and rob Qianmei?"

The old man glanced at the door, and the wooden door had been closed again.

"Ninety-nine medium-grade divine stones were consumed to open, I hope this time it's worth it......"

......

Lightning and thunder roared, and the majestic rain tore countless thin lines between the heavens and the earth, and the black oppressive clouds pressed the barren land. Jiajun looked around in surprise, he had come to a new world.

It's like a shijie that has just taken shape from the chaos, and the barrenness is full of Xiao Su.

What kind of place is this? Jiajun's thoughts are racing fast, he has been arranged by the hall master to come here, and nine times out of ten it is a test! Could it be a test? What kind of test will it be?

Guessing about the hall master's intentions, he quickly calmed down.

In the eyes of the hall master and others, Jiajun was just a mortal child who had not been enlightened. Maybe they knew that they had absorbed the divine power of the Divine Stone, but in addition to the recovery of their divine sense, they did not know how to invoke the divine power to cast spells, and this trial must have nothing to do with mana.

What else can be tested besides mana?

After thinking about it carefully, Jiajun's heart suddenly realized that it must be a test related to the will of the heart!

"Hehe, if you want to be taken seriously, Xiao Lu still deserves it!" Jia Jun snickered with joy. His state of mind is not comparable to that of ordinary children, since the hall master intends to test, just show his hand!

The strength of the monk is respected, and if he wants to be taken seriously anywhere, he can't do it without a few real skills. Jiajun has received countless attention by virtue of his innate divine body, but where he can go, his heart is far more important than his physical talent.

Maybe that's why the hall master wants to test?

Guessing that eight or nine is not far from ten, Jiajun waited calmly, and sure enough, after a few breaths, a voice suddenly came into his ears.

"Divine Thoughts, First Reincarnation: Apocalypse. ”

A few simple words exploded in my mind like thunder.

The moment the voice appeared, the originally majestic rain poured down even more frantically, and the heavy raindrops hit the top of Jiajun's head, almost oppressively making him unable to breathe.

Unsteadily, Jiajun fell to the ground, hitting the back where there are still raindrops, this momentum, I'm afraid the waterfall flood is just like that.

The strength of his whole body was completely useless, as if he had returned to a state of total loss of mana, and after trying to mobilize his divine power to no avail, Jiajun couldn't help but get nervous.

What's going on?

Wrong...... You shouldn't just think about mana!

Suddenly I realized that this was not a test of mana at all.

Jiajun's brows stretched slightly, and he no longer used his strength to resist anything, but began to try to feel the pressure on his back.

"Everything is an illusion! All the raindrops, all the stress is just an illusion!"

A firm belief firmly guarded Jiajun's heart, and after this moment, his body immediately relaxed. Seeing through the illusion, everything in front of him no longer had any effect on him.

"It's that simple?" Jia Jun was overjoyed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He actually didn't know that the Pure Feather Hall had sent many disciples here, and most of this heavy rain was drenched away. Jiajun's current state of mind to cope with this level is naturally effortless.

Soon, the rain gradually subsided, and the vision obscured by the heavy rain was no longer blurred. After a few breaths, the whole world actually became clear and bright.

"Divine Thoughts and Feathers, Second Reincarnation: Celestial Phenomena. ”

And what continues?

Jia Jun put away his smile and frowned on his face, if he guessed correctly, the test would definitely be more and more difficult in the future.

"Boom!"

As soon as the transmission fell, the sky shook for a while, like a violent earthquake hitting madly, and a big crack opened in an instant where Jiajun was standing, and before he could dodge, the whole person fell straight into the gap. (To be continued......)