However, when the cultivation reached a certain level, Yang Ji felt that the wood qi there was a little insufficient. Just like those wood officials said, the most powerful treasure of Gou Mang Hall is underground, sealed in the great array, unless Yang Ji can dig out that wood treasure and absorb the purest B wood essence among them.

Otherwise, the wood qi in the puppet room alone would not be enough to make Yang Ji suffer by leaps and bounds again.

And every time Yang Ji finished sucking, the wood qi in the puppet room would become thin and take a long time to recover. This makes Yang Ji no longer as "presumptuous" as before.

But even so, the puppet room is still a good place to collect wood-based aura. As soon as the days of the martial arts examination passed, the attention of the puppet room was greatly reduced, almost to the point of being forgotten.

And there are wooden puppets guarding it, and no one cares about this. Coupled with the "oolong" on the first day, even the people of Gou Mangdian no longer paid attention to this matter, even if there was any movement, they didn't care.

This invisibly facilitated Yang Ji, and the "false alarm" on the first day did not appear again.

Yang Ji went in at night and came out during the day, constantly absorbing wood gas. Every day that passed, Yang Ji's "Heart of the Wood Emperor" became stronger.

And the rest of the time, Yang Ji will go to Jiuding Little Prince to report.

Such days have passed without panic!

According to the rules of the imperial court, it takes half a month to sign up for the official start of the martial arts examination, and then the competition will officially begin. And in the course of fifteen days, the time of the entire Taiyuan Continent Mansion seemed to have come to a standstill.

Everyone is waiting, ordinary people are waiting, the officials of the imperial court are waiting, and the candidates who participated in the martial arts examination are also waiting, one by one, waiting for the triennial examination!

The entire Taiyuan Continent was calm. Even in the dark, the unknown tearing has decreased.

Before you know it, it has finally come to the most important time in the three years of Zhoufu!

"Bell!"

With the loud and ancient bells, melodious, ringing in the Taiyuan Mansion. In the Taiyuan Continent Mansion, a huge steel building burst open.

Twelve doors that burst open. Torrents of steel rumbled out of it. Countless powerful armor warriors, mighty and high-spirited, poured out from the main hall, scattered in all directions, and guarded strictly.

Sunlight shines through the clouds and falls on this ancient, more than 1,000-year-old building, giving people an indescribable sense of historical heaviness.

After a three-year absence, the most noble martial arts hall in Taiyuan Mansion. It's open to the public again!

"It's finally begun!"

On the towering mountains outside Taiyuan Mansion, hunting in the wind, Yang Ji stood on the top of the mountain on the highest treetop, condescending, looking from afar, and his heart rose and fell one after another.

The martial arts examination finally began, and the martial arts examination that I had been looking forward to for a long time officially kicked off on this day.

Yang Ji stood on the undulating treetops, looking at Taiyuan City from afar.

The mountains around Taiyuan City are very high. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can easily see the landform of the entire Taiyuan Zhou City. Looking down from the top of the mountain. Taiyuan Prefecture seemed to have shrunk countless times, with a bustling crowd, rows of buildings, armor patrolling around, and the structure of the entire city in the south, south, and northwest...... , all of which can be included in the fundus.

Red lanterns are hung high everywhere in Taiyuan Mansion. A festive atmosphere.

But for Yang Ji, at this moment, his eyes were only on a magnificent jet-black ancient building in the north direction in the center of the city, and the dense crowd of scholars around it.

Even after a long distance, Yang Ji felt the vicissitudes of that martial hall for thousands of years. and a rich cultural heritage. In the entire Zhou Mansion, there is no building that can compare with it, including the Taiyuan Palace!

"Boom!"

Yang Ji raised his head and slowly looked at the top of the Millennium Martial Palace. In the dimension that could not be seen by the naked eye, Yang Ji saw the essence that changed the color of heaven and earth, mighty, dazzling, and soaring to the sky.

These essences are as dense as a forest, and each one contains a trembling amount of spirit and thought. Even the Eightfold Great Martial Sect would be overshadowed in front of these essence thoughts, let alone the Sevenfold Martial Sect.

"This is the essence of the Hundred Sages!"

Yang Ji looked at the dazzling and dazzling Chongxiao Spirit, and muttered to himself in his heart. When he was studying in Jin'an City, he had heard of all the martial halls in the Continent Mansion, and they had all experienced the blessings of the Hundred Saints thousands of years ago!

One hundred powerful founding martial saints of the Han Dynasty poured their essence and thoughts into the martial hall to protect these ancient halls in a special way.

The "Wu Palace" of the continents of the Han Dynasty was renovated, and their predecessors were the ruins of the more ancient Wen Temple, which had been obliterated.

The previous dynasty excavated them and built a martial palace on their ruins, integrating civil and military. The Han Dynasty inherited this tradition.

This is the spirit that has lasted for thousands of years!

The thoughts of those powerful martial saints were permeated in the martial hall in a special way, and this thought did not affect the scholars who took the exam, but it could strengthen the martial hall itself, so that they could withstand extremely powerful impacts and damage.

From this point of view, the martial hall in the Zhou Mansion is almost indestructible. At least, there is no candidate in the martial arts examination at the level of lifting people who have the ability to destroy this martial hall, even the slightest!

Like in Pingchuan City, it is almost impossible for the owner of the Black Wind Thief to split the roof of the palace with one sword.

“...... The essence of the Hundred Saints will appear when the Martial Hall is opened. When I used to read books, I thought it was a legend. I didn't think it was true!"

Yang Ji stood on the top of the mountain, muttering to himself, his heart stirring.

The martial arts examination has begun, and in the distance, the bell rings, and in the distance, several majestic examiners can be seen standing on the city tower, as if reading something.

It's not the first time Yang Ji has experienced this kind of scene, Tong Sheng test, Xiucai try...... , but this time it has a different feeling.

In the past, every time he took the martial arts examination, Yang Ji was still thinking about how to stand out from the hard battles of the students, and he didn't even know if he could win the first round of the competition, let alone in the future.

However, at this time and at that time, the strength of the peak of the Martial Sect was enough to make Yang Ji proud of most of the scholars and talents. The excitement of the first day of the martial arts examination has nothing to do with him.

For Yang Ji, there was no one for him among the scholars outside the Martial Palace. The only ones who can really threaten him are a few opponents.

Once upon a time, he had become a fierce rival in the eyes of the other party, and he was the object of defeat!

Clang!

The melodious sound of the bell echoed in the Taiyuan Continent, and countless scholars in the distance rushed in, surging towards the martial hall like a tide. Yang Ji looked at it deeply, then turned around, his robe swayed, swayed in the wind, floated down from the top of the tree like nothing, and walked in another direction.

The forest was silent, except for the sound of birds chirping. Under his feet are deep dead leaves, and the entire mountain forest seems to be only Yang Ji alone.

In the depths of the mountains and forests, in an unnoticed place, Yang Ji stepped on his feet, bang! This foot passed through the dead leaves and silt, and stepped deep into the stratum.

In a place that is invisible to the naked eye, a faint blue-green wood gas is rippling, rippling out, and these wood gases are wisps of wood gas that have sunk into the ground, seeping into the seeds that were buried deep in the ground in the last cold winter, and are still sleeping.

"Click!"

A crisp sound like a broken bamboo came from the depths of the ground, and in a short time, boom, a green plant broke through the soil and rose from the ground.

These plants are not normal creatures, but give people a feeling of living things. In just a few breaths, the green plant had grown beyond a ten-year-old tree, and was still winding toward the void at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The huge canopy of trees obscured the sky like an open umbrella.

There was a click, a crunch, the first plant, the second plant, and soon the third, the fourth, and the fifth...... With Yang Ji as the center, the surrounding strata have sprung up one after another like mushrooms after a rain.

As these green plants grow, their huge stems tangled and twisted together like human fingers, twisting into a giant twist that covers the sky.

And between these plants, a radius of more than ten zhang naturally forms a flower-like nest, surrounding Yang Ji.

It's a natural nest!

Yang Ji's strength has risen, and the Wood Emperor Divine Skill has become deeper and deeper, and he can already control the natural growth of plants, latving their potential, and letting them grow naturally according to his own mind, twisting into various shapes.

I just want to use this ability freely for attacks, such as the original wooden puppet, but it is still a little insufficient.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji sat down cross-legged in this newborn green lair, destroying the Heart of the Wood Emperor in his body, and there was a sizzling sound around him, and streams of pale green mist wafted from all directions.

After possessing the Heart of the Wood Emperor, Yang Ji absorbed the wood aura between heaven and earth, and immediately improved several realms. Even those wood powerhouses with high fire levels could not be compared to Yang Ji in this regard.

The heart of the wood emperor naturally has the ability to be in harmony with nature and all the plants in heaven and earth, which is not comparable to ordinary exercises.

"Buzz!"

A trace of pale green mist continued to pour into Yang Ji's body, constantly being eaten away by the Heart of the Wood Emperor, becoming the nourishment for the Heart of the Wood Emperor to continue to grow and grow.

The more wood-based aura that pours in, the stronger Yang Ji's Wood Emperor Heart becomes, and the stronger the Wood Emperor Heart, the greater the range and speed of attracting Wood Spirit, which is a virtuous circle.

The wood-based aura in the forest is far richer than that of the city where the crowd lives, but it is still incomparable to the high-grade wood-based aura naturally emanating from the puppet room of the Gou Mang Palace.

Yang Ji wanted to absorb the wood-based aura in the puppet room day and night, but unfortunately, the wood-based aura in the puppet room was not enough at all. (To be continued......)