Like Si Dao, Cheng Yang is also one year older, the edges and corners of his face are more distinct, and his posture is more upright. However, compared with a year ago, Cheng Yang feels colder.

He was originally a very sunny teenager who knew how to be considerate of others and was willing to help others. He is very pure, and he will not abandon Si Dao because he has no interest, and even give Si Dao a precious spirit stone without asking for anything in return. In the Hehuan Sect, there are not a few people who have given Si Dao help, but the person who has the best relationship with Si Dao is definitely Cheng Yang.

The two hadn't seen each other for a year, and they looked at each other again, approaching each other and hugging each other.

"It's okay to make progress in cultivation, I'm so envious that I want to make some mistakes and try it in the Earthfire Retreat. ”

Si Dao opened his mouth and did not mention the matter of Cheng Yang's sister.

"It's a bit painful, but it's a good place to practice. Also, it's even more surprising that it's your cultivation progress. ”

In fact, the disciples of Hehuan are people with excellent talents, and they are all one in a million. If every second counts, if you can have no distractions, everyone's cultivation speed will be extremely fast. It's just that the unity of knowledge and action is something that only saints can do. Therefore, it is still surprising that the two of them can break through to the second layer of qi refining within a year.

You must know that, normally speaking, the cultivation time required for each level of cultivation in the Qi Refining Realm to break through is seven years. In other words, Hehuan disciples can only reach the peak of qi refining at the age of eighty, and they are expected to break through the foundation building realm.

The two of them joked and both laughed out loud. The smile pulled the two back in time. However, Si Dao knew that Cheng Yang always put the responsibility for his sister's disappearance on his body, and always carried remorse and hatred. It is precisely the drive of remorse and hatred that Cheng Yang can run perfectly like a machine and practice wholeheartedly in the cage of earth fire.

Si Dao wanted to say something, but he didn't.

"You're worried that I'm blinded by hatred, right?" Cheng Yang hasn't changed, and he can always feel the emotions of others.

Si Dao looked at Cheng Yang's eyes. The other party's eyes are sharp and paranoid.

"I don't know what the future holds. But I must find my sister, no matter what the cost. Cheng Yang was serious and affirmative.

Si Dao knew that he couldn't change Cheng Yang's mind. Cheng Yang seems to be assertive and gentle, but he has his own insistence in his heart.

"When I find your sister, or when it's all over, you need to listen to me, okay?"

"Okay!" Cheng Yang did not refuse.

"Also, don't wantonly hurt innocent people out of hatred. You feel the weight of this pain, and you must not inflict it on other people. Si Dao added.

"Of course. Cheng Yang agreed quickly. He's still that kind teenager. Si Dao also relaxed a little.

"Okay, let's go. The Mowen qualification registration trial is about to begin. “

"Thank you, Sidao. ”

"Hurry up, if you don't go, the registration trial will be over. Si Dao patted Cheng Yang on the shoulder and smiled.

Then, the two of them took a thousand paper cranes and flew to the "Gen" hexagram. That's where Mowen qualifies.

They have to sign up for the Mowen qualification competition. However, not everyone is eligible. The condition for successful registration is to withstand the sword of the Taoist uncle and not fall.

This is an extremely demanding condition. Uncle Daoist is a senior of Jiedan, and his cultivation strength can be said to be extraordinarily powerful, and it is not at all comparable to a teenager who has practiced for 5 years. Not to mention a sword, even if they only relied on the coercion of the cultivation of the Dan, the Qi refining teenagers would be defeated in an instant.

However, of course, it was impossible for the Daoist Uncle to exert full pressure on the students. He will suppress his cultivation at the second layer of Qi refining. In other words, the second layer of gas refining is the potential foundation. And signing up for the trial itself is also a screening.

Mowen is an opportunity for individuals, but it is a face for the sect. Mowen is a major event once in ten years, and all the immortal gates will go there. If the Hehuan disciples who go there are too weak, doesn't it mean that the Hehuan sect is weak.

Because of this, although the Mofu gave many Mowen places to the Hehuan Sect, it did not have any restrictions on the people who came. But the Hehuan Sect will only give places to outstanding disciples.

For Si Dao and Cheng Yang, if they want to embark on the journey of Mowen, they must go through the sword of Jidan and pass the first step of screening the qualifications of Mowen.

When they arrived at the registration venue, it was crowded with people, and the Mowen qualification trial had just begun.

In the center of the academy square, five disciples stood in front of the Daoist uncle. These five disciples all had the strength of the second layer of qi refining, otherwise it would be impossible to take the test of a sword. The strongest person is none other than Ye Mu. Since his first training a year ago, Ye Mu has topped the audience with his five-layer Qi refining cultivation and has become the top among the disciples in this class. He was gifted and had high expectations.

These five people can stand up in the first time, obviously quite confident in their own strength. Everyone knows that Uncle Jidan's handy sword is not something that a Qi refining disciple can bear.

In the midst of all the attention, Uncle Daoist made a move. He held a thin short wicker in his hand, and his attack was very slow, so slow that even mortals could react, so slow that everyone present could react, and so slow that the five disciples in the center of the square had enough time to prepare for everything.

With the exception of Ye Mu, the other four all unleashed defensive spells. Ice, wood, earth, and metal, four great walls rose out of thin air, blocking the front of the four disciples. At the same time, the five people lifted the sword in their hands, attached the spirit to the sword, attached the spirit to their bodies, and stood horizontally to resist the trial sword of the Taoist uncle.

There was obviously only one person in the Taoist uncle, but five willow branches appeared in everyone's eyes. The rootless willow branches stabbed at the five Qi refining disciples in the center of the square.

A trial sword is the most basic straight stabbing sword.

Each willow branch has the spiritual power of the second layer of qi refining, and there is only a small amount. Four of the willow branches touch the four great walls of ice, wood, earth, and metal. The four great walls were easily pierced like curtains the moment they touched the willow branches.

The willow branches easily passed through the four large walls, leaving exactly the same small holes, but did not cause any damage to the other locations. It seems that the four great walls of ice, wood, earth, and metal have been like this from the moment they appeared.

Five willow branches arrived in front of the five Qi refining disciples at the same time, and touched the swords in the hands of the five disciples at the same time.

With just a slight touch, the willow branch was withdrawn and returned to the hands of the Taoist uncle. Then, except for Ye Mu, the other four Qi Refining disciples with extraordinary strength all vomited blood and fell to the ground, let alone get up, they didn't even move.

Ye Mu took the sword. He cultivated at the fifth level of qi refining, and took over the sword of the second layer of qi refining. Then, he took seven steps back, spat blood from his mouth, knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth, and desperately supported his body with his sword.

His hands were shaking. His lip was bitten and bleeding. But he did not fall.

"Yes!" the Taoist uncle agreed.

Until this moment, until he heard the approval of the Taoist uncle, Ye Mu was like a building block that had lost its support, shattered on the ground, gasping in pain.

Uncle Daoist smiled with satisfaction and raised his hand. The five people who were still dying just now immediately regained their energy, as if the injuries just now did not exist.

This is the secret technique of Hehuan "Spring Breeze", an extremely advanced healing holy method.

In amazement, the vast majority of Qi refining disciples took a step back. Most of them realized that they would not be able to pass the trial of the Daoist uncle.

The five people just now, except for Ye Mu, the other four were all cultivators of the second or third level of qi refining, and they were the best among the disciples. At the same time, they also practice defensive spells. It stands to reason that they should be the ones who should pass the trial of the sword the most out of all.

However, the outcome was completely different from what everyone expected. The trial sword is much more powerful than you think.

So they retreated. There were more than 500 male disciples in this class. There are only 53 disciples who have cultivated to the second level of qi refining. Teach Uncle Dao's sword to contain the spiritual power of the second layer of Qi refining. Originally, many people had a fluke mentality. But now, no one has any illusions.

The huge square suddenly fell silent, and no disciple dared to stand forward anymore. Uncle Daoist closed his eyes, didn't say a word, and stood quietly in the middle of the square. Ye Mu, who has already passed the trial, has become the focus of the audience.

Ye Mu smiled, his eyes scanned the whole process, and when he saw Si Dao, his face was surprised. Obviously, Ye Mu didn't expect that Si Dao would actually break through the realm and reach the second level of Qi refining cultivation.

And under Ye Mu's gaze, Si Dao stood up, and Cheng Yang also stood up.

Both of them possessed the second-level cultivation of qi refining, and they were qualified to accept the trial of a sword.

As soon as they came out, they caught everyone's attention. Many people know them. Si Dao awakens his musical talent and relies on "music scores" to obtain a large number of spirit stones. This is something that everyone knows. However, Cheng Yang also made rapid progress, which made everyone envious and surprised.

No one thought that Cheng Yang and Si Dao would both break through to the second layer of qi refining within a year. Their cultivation speed is really terrifying, although it is not as good as Ye Mu, but it can also be called a heavenly posture. If they maintain this speed, they will not be able to break through the foundation in ten years.

Of course, the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to break through each layer. So, in fact, it is almost impossible to break through to the foundation in ten years. In history, there has only been one person who has been able to build a foundation in five years - a contemporary saint.

Seeing the two of them standing in the middle of the square, Uncle Daoist opened his eyes again.

He glanced at Si Dao, then at Cheng Yang, and said, "Cheng Yang, you have just entered the second layer of Qi refining, are you sure you want to accept this sword?"

Although Cheng Yang broke through to the second layer of qi refining, his foundation was not stable. Under such circumstances, it was almost impossible for Cheng Yang to take over the sword of the Daoist uncle.

"Anyway, Uncle Shi won't hurt me, and the disciple thinks it's nothing to be afraid of, at most it hurts a little. Cheng Yang said lightly, and his face was as usual.

His words caused everyone present to blush slightly.

Then, four more Qi Refining Level 1 disciples stepped forward. When these four Qi Refining Level 1 disciples walked out, they trembled and blushed. They were friends with each other, leaned on each other, and walked to the center of the square, as if they were going to die, and looked at the teacher with wide eyes.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Daoist couldn't help laughing. He looked around for a moment, then asked, "Anything else?"

As soon as Uncle Daoist finished speaking, another disciple stood up. Then, more disciples came forward. By the end, all the disciples stood in the center of the square. The center of the huge square was a little crowded at the moment.

"Since they are all willing to accept my sword, just stand still!"

After speaking, Uncle Daoist shook his hand, and a gust of wind swept through the square. The wind was not strong, but it would blow in the air for everyone present.

When the wind stopped, everyone stood at the same distance from each other and stood in the square.

"Boys, look at the sword!"

When the words fell, everyone concentrated and held the wooden sword in their hands tightly.

Uncle Daoist is even more serious than just now. He stood in the middle of the square, surrounded by disciples on all sides. However, everyone felt a powerful sword intent, as if Uncle Daoist appeared in front of everyone and stabbed a sword of trial.

Si Dao saw the sword. This is not just a thin short willow branch, but a sharp sword, a sword with all the strength of the second layer of qi refining.

For some reason, the moment he saw this sword, Si Dao remembered the monk who quit killing back then, and remembered the volley sword of the monk.

In comparison, although Uncle Daoist's sword was sharp, it did not carry the slightest killing intent. And the sword that quits killing the monk is like heaven and earth, as if it wants to crush people.

In fact, in the past year, Si Dao often thought of the sword that quit killing the monk, and often practiced the sword of killing intent. It's just that he has never been able to comprehend the sword, let alone understand what the killing intent is.

But at the moment, when Uncle Daoist stabbed him with a sword, Si Dao seemed to feel something. In contrast, he felt the gap. Yes, he felt that this sword was far less terrifying than the sword that killed the monk.

At this moment, Si Dao subconsciously recognized the words of the monk who quit killing - the sword technique is the killing technique, and the time when the sword is out is the time to see the blood.

Subconsciously, Si Dao did not resist this sword like Ye Mu, but raised his sword and raised his sword, and also cast a straight stab, facing the flying willow branch, and stabbed a sword. The willow branches and the wooden sword touched together. Then, the willow branch cracked. Then, the thin willow in Uncle Dao's hand cracked.

It was a very short moment, and in this instant, only six of the more than five hundred disciples did not lie down.

Si Dao is one of them, and Cheng Yang is actually one of them.

However, except for Si Dao, everyone else spat blood from their mouths, which was even worse than Ye Mu. Especially Cheng Yang, he knelt completely on the ground, and the wooden sword in his hand had long since fallen off. His hands were propped up on the ground, obviously no longer having the slightest strength, but for some reason he still did not fall.

Si Dao was the only one standing. He didn't seem to be injured in the slightest, but the spiritual power of his whole body was drained, and his face looked a little pale. Other than that, however, he doesn't seem to be feeling well.

It was also on this day that Si Dao was truly remembered by this class of disciples. And Ye Mu's gaze at Si Dao also had more fighting intent.