In the place of trial, Yu Tiangang sat on a stone platform, and there was a delicate small mirror floating in front of him, and his eyes looked at the mirror, with a trace of surprise and a trace of amazement.

"Cheng Yunjunior's eyes, there is a trace of fear in the eyes, under this glance, the layers of illusions are all useless, no wonder he can see where my deity is, with this pair of eyes, the illusion of the same cultivation of the monk can no longer bother him, the fourth layer of the illusion realm, must not be able to trap him, but I don't know how much time he will take. ”

Yu Tiangang had already concluded that Cheng Yun could pass through all the illusions before Cheng Yun entered, and at this moment he saw Cheng Yun pass through the third layer of illusions, except for Cheng Yun's eyes, the rest of the things did not surprise him too much.

"This fourth-layer illusion is a test of the Dao heart, if the Dao heart is not strong, it will not be able to pass, Cheng Yun's juniors and Hua Chen, Wei Yi These juniors are the Tianjiao among the monks of this generation, presumably they can all pass, but I don't know, who first passed through the fourth layer of illusion and entered the last layer of illusion. Yu Tiangang's right hand clicked on the small mirror several times, and the mirror showed the scene of the illusion where several other monks except Cheng Yun were.

At this moment, Wei Yi and Hua Chen were already in the illusion of the fourth layer, the two of them were the leaders among the five hundred monks, Cheng Yun had already entered the teleportation formation of the fourth layer, and Zhu Han, Di Ming, and Han Ling almost passed through the illusion of the third layer at the same time, and they were about to enter the illusion of the fourth layer.

Most of the rest of the monks are already in the illusion of the third layer, thirty percent of the monks are still in the illusion of the second layer, and a few monks are trapped in the illusion of the first layer and cannot extricate themselves.

In the illusory state of mind, Cheng Yun's consciousness fell into a blur, and when he woke up again, he was already in a valley, he touched his head, and his eyes were a little scattered.

He seemed to have forgotten something, he only remembered that his name was Cheng Yun.

"All the people who are to be tested come to the bottom of the altar and be tested by the high priest in turn. ”

Cheng Yun heard the loud voice of a big man, and he remembered that today was the day for the tribe to test the qualifications of the young clansmen, and if he had the potential to cultivate, he could become a member of the monks under the guidance of the monks of the tribe.

"Talented, can cultivate!"

"Gifted B-class, you can cultivate!"

The teenagers who were tested before Cheng Yun were told that they had cultivation qualifications

They will be ecstatic, but if they are told that they are not qualified enough to become monks, they will be depressed, and some of them will even cry bitterly.

"Talented, don't cultivate!"

Cheng Yun stepped into the altar, and the white-haired high priest took down a talisman and pasted it on his forehead, and as the various lights in the altar shone brightly, the words on the talisman also changed.

After the light stopped, the high priest stretched out his hand and took off the charm attached to Cheng Yun's forehead, and after watching it, he said that Cheng Yun could not cultivate.

"Why can't I cultivate?"

Cheng Yun was the last clansman in the tribe to be tested, and when the high priest concluded that he couldn't cultivate, all the clansmen present left one after another, and the high priest also got up and left the altar, after all, a young man who couldn't cultivate the Tao wouldn't attract much attention from them.

"A, B, C, D, and fourth-class qualifications, people with first-class qualifications are the pride of the sky, people with second-class qualifications are a little worse, just ordinary, and people with C-class qualifications are not easy to cultivate, as for D-level qualifications, they can also practice, but it is too difficult, Cheng Yun, you can stay in the tribe with peace of mind, and you don't have to worry about cultivating anymore. The high priest stopped, he looked at Cheng Yun with some regret, and explained to Cheng Yun.

"I can be a monk, I can be a monk. Cheng Yun bit his lip and said to the high priest after a long time.

Some of the clansmen who left one after another heard the conversation between Cheng Yun and the high priest, and they all paid attention, some of them felt sorry for Cheng Yun, some were glad that they could cultivate the Tao, and some of the clansmen mocked quietly.

"Cheng Yun, this kid was clever when he was a child, he didn't expect that his qualifications on the path of cultivation were so low, but he always wanted to become a monk. A middle-aged man saw Cheng Yun's clenched lips and said with a sigh.

"But so what? Who doesn't want to cultivate, who doesn't want to be the monk who is high, he is not qualified, he should stay in the tribe with peace of mind, how can a monk come reluctantly?" said to another slightly older man, who was also unable to cultivate because of his lack of qualifications when he was a child.

The high priest's brows furrowed slightly, he usually had a very high prestige among the clan, and he had always been forbidden by order, but at this moment, Cheng Yun's insistence made him a little displeased.

"The old man said that you can't cultivate, you just can't cultivate, the old man is already a cultivator in the Blazing Sun Realm, will he still coax you, a junior?" The high priest said with a hint of displeasure, and after he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

"High Priest, I can cultivate!"

Cheng Yun was already terrified when the high priest spoke, the monks of the Blazing Sun Realm were unimaginable existences for him, and when the high priest was slightly angry, Cheng Yun seemed to be facing an incomparably ferocious demon beast.

But for some reason, there was a voice in his heart that reminded him that he wanted to become a monk, that he could cultivate.

Therefore, after Cheng Yun knew that the high priest was displeased, he still stubbornly said to the high priest.

"Oh, are you saying that you can cultivate the Dao, and you want to become a monk with your qualifications?" the high priest asked Cheng Yun with a sneer, and there was already a hint of mockery in his words.

"Yes, High Priest, I can cultivate!" Cheng Yun raised his hand, and a trace of spiritual power was condensed in his palm.

Cheng Yun's tribe is a medium-sized tribe with many monks, and there are many cultivation exercises circulating among the tribe, and many people have practiced these exercises before they have accepted the qualification test, and Cheng Yun is one of them.

The better the qualifications, the easier it is to condense spiritual power, which also means that it is easier to condense the Yuan Core and become a monk.

"Spiritual power, you can condense a trace of spiritual power before condensing the Yuan Core, and the perseverance of your junior is also extraordinary!" Yu Tiangang was slightly surprised.

Only after condensing the Yuan Core will the monk be able to condense the spiritual power, and if a person like Cheng Yun who has not yet condensed the Yuan Core wants to condense a trace of spiritual power, even if it is a very small trace of spiritual power, it is extremely difficult.

Cheng Yun's gaze was firm, and he stimulated the trace of spiritual power in his palm, and a small flame burned in his palm.

This trace of spiritual power was condensed by Cheng Yun's efforts for thousands of attempts in accordance with a cultivation method, and it took a month of continuous efforts to condense it, which also represented his determination to become a monk.

"Even so, with your qualifications, it will be extremely difficult to achieve something on the way to the Tao!

The high priest looked at Cheng Yun, and after seeing Cheng Yun's resolute expression, he felt as if he had been touched by something, he was a monk, he naturally knew the importance of qualifications to monks, and he also knew how hard Cheng Yun, who had such inferior qualifications, had to work hard to condense this trace of spiritual power, but even so, he still rejected Cheng Yun's request to become a monk, and the qualifications of Ding and others were too bad.

Cheng Yun didn't speak, the trace of spiritual power in his palm had burned out, and he knelt on the altar and looked at the high priest silently.

"Junior, you can leave! The old man can't let you become a monk of the tribe. The high priest looked at Cheng Yun and sighed, seeing the silent Cheng Yun, he thought for a moment, then turned around and left, letting Cheng Yun kneel in place.

The rain was falling sparsely on Cheng Yun's body, and he had been kneeling in place for three days and three nights, during which he had not moved his body or eaten any food.

The clansmen who passed by the altar all advised him to give up, after all, it was too difficult for a person with Ding rank to cultivate, and if he was allowed to enter the cultivation realm, I am afraid it would not necessarily be a good thing.

"Give it up!"

"Give up! You can't cultivate!"

"Cheng Yun, give up, you can't become a monk due to your qualifications!"

When Cheng Yun knelt on the ground, he heard countless clansmen persuading him to give up, among them, when the monks passed by, they would also sigh when they saw Cheng Yun, they understood that the high priest's approach was right, and it was for his sake not to let Cheng Yun, who was inferior in qualifications, cultivate.

"I want to be a monk, I want to be a monk!"

On the third day, Cheng Yun was already yellow and thin, and his body was trembling slightly from time to time, as if he would fall down the next moment.

During the past three days, Cheng Yun was silently running that cultivation exercise all the time, and every time he ran it, a trace of warmth flowed through his body.

"I have mediocre qualifications and can't become a monk of the tribe, then I will become my own monk!

Three days later, Cheng Yun got up from the altar and returned to his residence.

The first time, the second time, the third time

For several months in a row, Cheng Yun was immersed in cultivation, he wanted to condense the Yuan Core by himself, and if he had enough qualifications and someone to guide him, this step could be completed in just a moment.

Fifty eight thousand six hundred forty-one

Nineteen thousand five hundred and thirty-eight

In Cheng Yun's chest, in his heart, there was a vortex that kept spinning, and its rotation speed became faster and faster, and finally after a rotation, a small round ball was condensed, which was the monk's yuan core.

In the Yuan Core, six holes were extended, and among these six holes, there were six horns of different colors sticking out.

Cheng Yun opened his eyes, his eyes exuded a terrifying essence, and in front of him, a teleportation formation appeared.

Cheng Yun glanced behind him, at this time he had completely remembered that he was in an illusory state of mind, he said in the direction where the tribe was: "I am a monk, I can cultivate." ”

Then, he stepped into the teleportation array, and his figure disappeared in place.