There were already nine people sitting on the platform that was built, and Yun Xuan only recognized four of them: one was Yun Xuan's uncle Li Guangqian, and the other was wearing the official uniform of an official of the Tang State, who should be the city lord of Fallen Leaf City, and these two people were sitting on the left side; on the right side there was a man and a woman, the male was Nangong Beiwang, the head of the Nangong family, and the female was Wu Xuan, the acting head of the other family.

The man in the middle looked young, with a calm and expressionless face, and his eyes were closed. It should be the deacon of Yu Xuanzong, Yun Xuan thought.

Whispers rang out around Yun Xuan.

"It is said that the deacon above is a strong man in the Danhai Realm. ”

"Danhai Realm, what realm is Danhai Realm. ”

"I know this, I heard that it is above the Dao Palace realm, and it has surpassed the martial artist to be a monk. ”

"Isn't he a man of God?"

"Shhhh ”

The swarthy boy in front of him suddenly left the team, pulled his sister to Yun Xuan's side, and said, "Can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter?" Yun Xuan said.

"I want to ask your friend to help take care of my sister when I participate in the screening today, can you help with this?" said the swarthy boy, who looked at Li Yanhuan in the distance.

"You just trust me and my friend like that?" Yun Xuan was surprised, he and the boy had only met once.

"I only believe in you, you have a sense of justice and compassion. The boy's voice was affirmative.

Yun Xuan was praised a little unnaturally, he blinked, looked at Yan Huan, then at the little girl, and then nodded.

"Am I a good person?" he thought.

The two handed the little girl to Li Yanhuan and lined up back at the back of the line.

Let Li Yanhuan be a nanny.

In the conversation just now, Yun Xuan knew that this swarthy boy was called Fang Mo, and the little girl with a red face was called Fang Lele.

After a while, Nangong looked north and whispered in the ear of the young deacon.

The young deacon opened his eyes and stood up, and a momentum rose from him and pressed down on the crowd of people who had participated in the selection. Yun Xuan felt his heart sink as if he was being stared at by something.

The deacon took two steps forward, arrived at the side of the Guanwu Terrace, and said, "There are four levels in this screening. The first level is to calculate bone age. ”

As the words fell, I saw him gently pat a small pouch on his waist, and saw a small wooden pier with complex patterns slowly appearing in his right hand. Then his right hand sent out a stream of clear qi into the small wooden pier, which rose into the air and gradually grew larger. Then he spun around and flew into the clearing not far in front of the ten teams, and there was a gray stone on top of the wooden pier.

"What is this for, isn't it a martial arts competition? Yu Xuanzong chose his disciples, didn't he look at martial arts cultivation?" Yun Xuan's heart was full of questions.

The deacon's voice sounded again: "This stone is an age measuring stone, you will put your hands on the age stone in a while, the age stone is not bright, it proves that the bone age is more than seventeen years old." Those who are over seventeen years old will not be recruited by Yu Xuanzong. ”

He turned his head and looked at Nangong to the north: "This pass is controlled by the Nangong family." ”

Nangong Beiwang heard this, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "The Nangong family is willing to serve the envoy." ”

He walked down the viewing platform, came to the wooden pier, and said to the ten teams, "If you feel that you can't pass the test, quit the team now." ”

More than twenty people walked out of the team one after another, all of them looking dejected, and among the people who retreated outside the entrance, they were all over seventeen years old.

Nangong Beiwang watched more than 20 people retreat and said: "The rest of the candidates came over and put their hands on the stone, and the age measuring stone went to the left with a shiny one, and the one that was not bright went to the right. ”

Then they went over one after another and laid their hands on the stone. Li Miaomiao and Fang Mo, who were in front of Yun Xuan, had all passed the test, but there were also more than a dozen people who walked to the right because the age measuring stone was not bright.

A few of them were saying: How is it possible, how is it possible, I am obviously not yet seventeen years old, how can it not be bright, I want to start a new test. In Nangong Beiwang's dissatisfied gaze, they put their hands on the stone from the new, but the age stone was still not bright, and they were disheartened.

When it was Yun Xuan's turn to walk over, a cool breath came from the age measuring stone under his hand, flowed all over his body, and flowed back again. He looked at the age measuring stone a little worriedly, whether he would be like the dozen or so people before, and he wouldn't even be able to pass this level. I saw that the age-measuring stone slowly lit up, and after Yun Xuan saw it, he put his heart down and passed.

By the time more than 400 people were measured, the number of people standing on the right had reached more than 50 people, all of whom did not meet the bone age requirements.

A bone age test took more than an hour to eliminate one out of six candidates.

It was almost noon and the air was getting hot.

The deacon's voice came from the viewing platform in front of him: "If the bone age does not meet the requirements, you will automatically leave the field." Each person who passed the test was separated by a hand, sat cross-legged and closed their eyes in the middle of the arena, and began the second level of screening, testing the heart of the warrior. As long as there are the top 50 in this level, if you can't hold on, you won't be included. ”

When more than 300 people sat down, he threw out four jade slips from his hands, landed on the four corners of the edge of the crowd's cross-seating, and turned his head to look at Li Guangqian: "This pass is checked by the Li family and the Nangong family together, once someone gives up, loses control or faints, move people out of the formation." ”

Two pieces of jade flew from his hand towards Nangong Beiwang and Li Guangqian.

Then, the deacon sat down, grabbed a piece of jade slip with one hand, pinched the trick with the other, and began to guide the magic circle in the jade slip, and a soul power invisible to ordinary people shrouded more than three hundred people from the five jade slips.

Yun Xuan, who was meditating quietly with his eyes closed, felt a dizziness in his mind, and found himself sitting in a closed space, yellow flames emerged from the ground around him, burning violently, the ground under his feet gradually became hot, and the overwhelming heat wave rushed to Yun Xuan's body.

"What's the matter, I was still meditating in the martial arts arena just now, could it be that this is a test of the heart of a martial artist, to see who can last the longest in the fire?" Yun Xuan thought.

He felt that the situation was similar to the Qingyin illusion he had seen.

"It's supposed to be fake, like a dream. As long as you don't think it's hot, then it's not hot. He thought again.

In fact, Yun Xuan didn't know about illusions, some illusions hurt people, and some didn't. But whether it's the Qingyin Illusion or this flame space, it's all true, it's the truth of the soul. It is the soul power of the outside world that acts directly on the weakened soul, guiding the weakened soul to simulate the scene in reality, and the five senses of the ordinary body: sight, hearing, taste, smell, and touch, all of which are produced in the weak soul.

Unless the soul is strong and tough enough to be affected by other people's soul power, or has a way to break through other people's soul interference.

Obviously, Yun Xuan's two conditions were not met, and the voice that brought him out of the Qingyin Illusion last time did not appear.

He found that the method he had used in his dream was useless, the ground was getting hotter and hotter, and the fire around him was burning more and more fiercely, and slowly approaching him, and his body was getting hotter and hotter.

To the outside, more than 300 people were meditating, unaware that they had all entered the illusion and were being burned by fire in the illusion.

In Yun Xuan's flame space at this time, a figure suddenly appeared, which was exactly what the deacon looked like. I saw him say expressionlessly: "Remember: sit cross-legged and meditate, stick to your heart, and there is nothing outside your heart." If you can't hold on and shout to give up, you can leave. However, he will also lose his qualification to enter the Yuxuan Sect. Then the deacon vanished.

This scene also took place in the visions of all the other candidates.

There are a few candidates who are weak-minded, have never endured hardship, and have not experienced danger, and when they see themselves in a confined space in a fantasy world, and the fire is burning towards them, they have already shouted: "No, no, where is this, help?"

The cry in their souls is also manifested in the real body. When the deacon disappears, he shouts: I give up, I give up. Completely put aside the purpose of your trip.

As they shouted, Nangong Beiwang and Li Guangqian sent them out of the stadium, and these people were disqualified.

Others were still holding on, and as time went on, many people's expressions became painful, and roars of pain and hoarse moans came from the field, some fainted, some shouted to give up, and some even lost control.

All of them who fainted, lost control, and shouted to give up were sent out of the field, and as time went on, half an hour, an hour, fewer and fewer people, three hundred and fifty, two hundred......

Li Miaomiao insisted on contemplating her eyebrows, her face was covered with sweat, and Fang Mo's face was still tense, unable to see her expression.

Li Guangqian walked to Yun Xuan's side. He was surprised that this nephew would participate in the selection and persist until now.

At this time, Yun Xuan's expression in reality was very painful, in the illusion, the surrounding fire was burning around him, his skin was all red, the scorching temperature was scorching his soul, the temperature was getting higher and higher, a smell of burnt meat came, and endless pain appeared in his soul, making him suffer, wanting to break his body's will, wanting to make him lose control.

Yun Xuan knew that as long as he shouted to give up, he could leave the suffering situation.

He sat in the midst of the fire, thinking of his mother's expectations, of the boy being able to wear his sister through the dangerous Wangduan Ridge, of his years of hard training, of why he had come here...... Through this, he wanted to find a reason for himself to continue to endure the pain, to find support for his will to collapse. But none of this could alleviate the burning pain in his soul that was getting more and more intense.

Until he remembered the deacon's prompt: "Hold fast to your heart, and have nothing outside your heart." Why do deacons say this, to stick to one's heart is to stick to one's original intention, to keep the purpose for which I am here. Is the mind without external objects the same as the one mentioned in the book not thinking, not thinking, not feeling?"

Yun Xuan's soul closed his eyes, trying not to think, not to think, his heart was like water, not to feel, and found that the pain was reducing, gradually the pain disappeared, and the expression on his face in reality calmed down. Occasionally, there was a burning pain, and it was because he couldn't make it completely still, but he was already much better than before.

Yun Xuan saw that this method worked, so he continued to use this method, and in the emptiness, I don't know how long time had passed......

Wait until there is a "wake up" sound. Yun Xuan was shocked, opened his eyes, and saw his uncle Li Guangqian standing nearby, and saw his tired cousin Li Miaomiao and the square ink plate with a tense face sitting in the distance, and the dense sitting figures before were already sparse.

"Congratulations on passing the second level. The deacon's voice came.

At this time, Yun Xuan's spirit was exhausted, and he had not fully recovered from the state of soul emptiness, and when he heard the deacon's words, only ripples of joy rose in his heart.

He knew that he had survived by the words of Deacon Wutong, but he didn't know how others had survived, and if it had been all by will, it would have been a terrible tenacity.

Yun Xuan looked at Fang Mo, who was dark-faced, this guy still had this expression, would he survive by will.