"Oh?"

The sloppy old man Duan Yiming became interested, and his eyes swept to the center of Xining Island.

"That, senior, can you let me go?"

The young monk finally reacted, and did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Duan Yiming.

"When is the next tide?"

Duan Yiming was as if there was no one around.

"About three or four days later. ”

"Oh. ”

Duan Yiming let go of the young monk's wrist and turned around and walked towards Xining Island.

The young monk hurried away.

"Look, that stinky old man has passed, who is he?"

"Stinky old man?"

An outer disciple of the Alchemist Guild looked at Duan Yiming curiously.

"I remember, he seems to be the outer sect elder of the Taixu God Sect - Duan Yiming, a third-level rune master!"

"What? He's the third-level array mage who was rumored to come over to check on not long ago?"

The outer disciples of the Alchemist Guild didn't have a loud voice, but the powerhouses above the Jindan stage who were present heard it and were all shocked.

The young monk who had been grabbed by Duan Yiming's wrist beat his chest. I regret it very much, I regret that I didn't befriend Duan Yiming, because he is a loose cultivator with no sect and no sect.

Duan Yiming came to the formation and leaned out his divine sense to sense it carefully.

Suddenly, Duan Yiming opened his eyes, and an invisible fluctuation that only a powerful array mage could perceive appeared within the coverage of his divine sense.

A powerful array mage doesn't just look at his level.

In the world of cultivating immortals, array mages are extremely rare, mainly because if you want to get started, you not only have to rely on resources, but also look at talent.

According to incomplete statistics, the highest-level formation mage in the Wuyuan Continent is also the leader of the Taixu God Sect, Zhang Qiling, a fifth-level formation mage and a fourth-level rune master.

Duan Yiming casually arranged a hidden defensive formation, then sat down directly on the spot, cheered up, and used his divine sense to search for the source of the invisible fluctuation little by little.

Airplanes!

The space trembled, and the formation that had been completely invisible showed a slight edge at this moment.

Some of the people who were watching Duan Yiming noticed something unusual.

Airplanes!

The space trembled again.

This time, everyone saw it, and a translucent formation barrier appeared and disappeared.

"What's going on? How can there be a formation in the middle? I've obviously probed there. ”

"Could it be that there is some magic weapon in this, or is it the tomb of an immortal?"

I don't know who spoke, everyone was instantly excited, and they couldn't help but think of rushing over.

Inside the trial space.

Yang Fan was playing chess with the old man.

Something that had never appeared in the world of cultivating immortals made the old man who had been born with spiritual wisdom for thousands of years have a strong interest.

In less than two days, Yang Fan almost finished everything he could play on the earth.

Billiards, football, table tennis...

Poker, mahjong...

"General!"

The old man of the machine spirit came with an afterthought, and he only needed one step to jump the horse to the elephant's feet, then he would usher in a two-way general, and Yang Fan would definitely lose this game.

"I lost. ”

Yang Fan had to convince the old man of the spirit chess talent, and after only five or six hours of learning, he had already defeated him.

At this time, the old man suddenly frowned.

"Someone has already opened the trial formation. ”

"Oh, so I can go out?"

Yang Fan got up, stretched his muscles and bones, and said.

The old man nodded.

Outside the trial formation.

Duan Yiming concentrated, his hands kept changing gestures, and finally played a trick.

Rumble!

The formation is fully in force.

Inside the formation, there is a stone gate, which connects to the island in the center.

Swish!

A divine thought appeared in the formation of the old man of the machine spirit.

"Those under the age of three thousand, if you want to worship my Immortal Martial Sect, you need to undergo the three-level test, and those who don't pass will die!"

"Now, if you want to come to the trial, please line up and come in groups of ten to come in for the trial. ”

The voice of the old man was not loud, but it was clear to everyone's ears.

Everyone looked at each other.

After about ten seconds of silence, all the monks under the age of three thousand, whether old or young, rushed towards the stone gate in the formation as if they had said yes.

Seeing this, the old man waved his hand, and the formation was withdrawn, leaving only part of the island and the stone gate to be protected.

"When the ten people are full, the trial will begin first. ”

"Wang Yuan, age, 1,400 years old, Yuan Ying is perfect. Pass, sixty points. ”

"Xu is a lot, age, eight hundred years old, late infantile change, sixty-five points. ”

"The mountain is one thousand, the age is five hundred years old, the golden pill is perfect, seventy points. ”

The closed eyes of the old man who was watching from the side finally opened during the Shan Yi test, but they immediately closed again.

Yang Fan nodded, a casual cultivator, who can achieve such an achievement at the age of five hundred, is not very rare in the world of cultivating immortals.

However, compared to the people who cultivated the truth on the earth, Yang Fan felt that he was a small thing.

This inadvertently made Yang Fan feel that the earth had been glorious in the past, and even immortals had appeared.

Even, those mythical characters are real.

"You're all good, the worst can even hit 50 points, but it's very difficult for you to prepare for the next two days. ”

The ten people were startled, and their expressions were a little ugly.

Outside the stone gate, the remnant of the old man's remnants received the message from the main body.

"The second group of ten people prepares. ”

When everyone heard this, the first ten people entered the stone gate with joy.

"The second level, which is difficult to say, is actually very simple, mainly to see if your divine sense is strong. ”

Ten people in the first group whispered.

"I read five million books in three months and wrote them all down silently. ”

"What ?!!"

"How is it possible to memorize five million books in three months?"

"Crazy, crazy, I must have been in a cage built by some madman. I'm going out, I'm not going to try. ”

A monk with the lowest score in the middle of the Yuan Infant was in a state of collapse and shouted.

Swish!

The old man flicked his fingers, and a golden light flashed quickly.

In an instant, the mid-infant monk's voice stopped abruptly.

Yang Fan and the other nine people turned their heads to look, and the hearts of the nine people trembled.

"Die... died, just with a flick of his fingers, Zheng Shan was actually killed in seconds. ”

"I'm talking about three months of time in the outside world, where time flows at different rates. Now, who wouldn't want to continue the trial?"

The old man glanced at the nine.

The nine did not dare to look directly.

"Pick a secret room for yourself, and remember, you only have three months. ”

As the old man finished speaking, the surrounding scene instantly turned into a neatly arranged secret room. Each chamber is guarded by a formation.

Unless the old man agrees, even if he forcibly enters during the Mahayana period, he will not be able to enter the secret room.

Soon, the ten people of the second group also came to the second level.

The old man of the machine spirit repeated his old tricks, and Yang Fan hid and watched.

Soon, a day passed, and inside the formation, outside the stone gate, the long line had disappeared, and there were only a few young monks who came after.

Outside the formation, there was no old man with gray hair, or a strong man who was more than three thousand years old, watching everything in the formation. Among them was Duan Yiming, a sloppy old man who opened the formation, and he couldn't enter.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the space trembled, louder than the movement when Duan Yiming opened the trial formation.

Everyone looked at each other.

A small red and blue bird, the size of a palm, appeared.

Before everyone could react, a golden dragon-robed figure wearing a five-clawed divine dragon appeared after the bird.

The crowd was a little flustered.

However, just when everyone was guessing who this person and a bird were, another figure appeared.

A rickety old man appeared out of thin air at a height of 100 meters above the ground.

There was not even a trace of change in the space, as if the old man had been there for a long time.

Behind the old man, he carried a large cauldron on his back, and when he looked closely, he found that it was a turtle shell.