Twenty minutes later.

Yang Fan was now under the flat ground at the foot of a mountain, and behind him there was a step leading to the Divine Sword Gate at the top of the mountain. There are several stone pavilions on either side of the steps, each of which has a different color. Yang Fan counted slightly, there were at least a thousand steps.

Swish!

A figure appeared near Yang Fan, it was none other than Elder Fan who was following him. I saw that he was panting, his wrinkled face was flushed, and a trace of sweat was slipping down, obviously consuming a lot of True Yuan Power.

"Well... Boy, actually... can force the old man to do his best, but he can't catch up with you. ”

Yang Fan smiled slightly, did not open his mouth to respond, but underestimated in his heart.

"If I say it's only a third of my speed, I don't know if you're going to vomit blood and die. ”

"Boy, how old are you?" Elder Fan didn't have the slightest scruple, he came to the steps and sat down directly, and the magic trick in his hand continued to be used.

"Less than four hundred years old. It's not that Yang Fan refuses to tell the truth, but he won't believe it.

Who would believe the Jindan stage that is less than twenty years old, let alone the twenty-year-old refining period, and it is also the kind of mid-stage refining period that can be comparable to the strength of the mid-stage of the merger.

"Hum!" A small voice came from the mountain, and I saw the steps on the mountain road, the whole mountain to be exact, with the first step as the edge, and a magic circle appeared. The arrays of the circle are constantly moving around the barrier, and the number of formations on each step is also different. The first section is the least, only a few. By the last section, the dense array text almost filled that section of steps.

"Elder Fan, what is this. Yang Fan wondered.

"Hehe, this is the second level to be assessed. If you don't have a strong Dao heart and perseverance, you can't walk to the top of the mountain. Speaking of which, this is also a good place to exercise your senses. As long as your Dao heart is stronger, then your divine sense will be stronger, and you will be able to easily resist the pressure brought by the formation, including the illusion. ”

"Oh, are there any other places in the Excalibur Gate where you can exercise your mind?"

"It's nature. Elder Fan stood up and stroked his beard, a blush of pride on his face.

Whoosh!

As he spoke, more than twenty minutes passed, and figures began to appear on the flat ground.

The first to land was a female monk in her infancy, her face was pink, the faint fragrance on her body wafted around, and there was a hint of charm in her demeanor.

The second monk was a young man who appeared to be in his thirties. He carried a giant sword on his back, and although it looked bulky, he knew it was easy from the way he walked smoothly when he just put away the giant sword.

After a while, more people landed on the flat ground, and the old man's divine sense swept over and stood in front of everyone, "Fellow monks, the two thousand people standing have already arrived, and the time has not yet come, so you can enter the next level." If the eliminated people want to stay in the Divine Sword Gate, they can go to the registration office on the side to register, go to the miscellaneous work of the Divine Sword Gate, and be responsible for the housekeeping of the outer gate. ”

When everyone heard this, they talked to the people around them.

"Even if it is a miscellaneous servant, it is not bad, anyway, it is also a top sect, and the treatment will not be very bad if you think about it, it is suitable for monks with no background such as me. ”

"Not bad. And I also heard that in the Divine Sword Sect, even if it is a miscellaneous servant, you can receive some cultivation resources every month. Even after a certain number of years, you can also participate in the assessment of outer disciples internally. ”

"Really?"

"That's true, a distant relative of mine is working as a handyman in the Divine Sword Sect, and I heard that he is planning to conduct the assessment of the outer disciple in the past few years. ”

Elder Fan was silent, waiting for the monks' chatter to stop.

"Well, it's no use talking too much. I declare, the second level begins, who will try it first?"

Everyone looked at the others one after another, and for a while, no one stepped forward.

"I'm coming!" a strangely dressed young monk with eight swords on his back stepped up the steps and stepped forward.

"Hum!" the array above the first staircase began to swim. The strangely dressed monk shook his body as he walked up the steps, and in less than a second he was walking here, walking nearly a dozen knots in one go.

Finally, at the ninety-ninth step stopped.

. "Huh, why did he stop? Is it hard to walk up the stairs?"

A monk who was not yet a weak crown was curious.

"I've heard that the higher the steps of this outer disciple go up the second level, the stronger the spiritual pressure he will have to endure. I think that person's strength has just stepped into the Jindan, and presumably the pressure in the hundred steps will not exceed the early stage of the Jindan. ”

"Then according to what you said, the two hundred festivals are the middle stage of Jindan, and when it reaches the thousandth section, isn't it the strength of the middle stage of infant transformation to move forward?"

This is not necessarily not necessarily based on the realm alone. Some people are not very strong, but their divine sense is really strong, so there is no absolute. ”

A young monk in purple said.

Everyone knows that since someone is willing to be a bird, they all tacitly did not bother, just to be able to understand more.

"Hold on, I can do it. ”

A yellow light flashed, representing the hundredth step up. The monk with eight long swords on his back trembled slightly, beads of sweat on his face kept falling, and his teeth were clenched, and he was very struggling.

"Buzz!"

When the monk reached the hundred-and-first section, the formation roared, and then the monk was ejected from the steps and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Mu Xiu, one hundred and one sections, did not pass, but has already met the minimum requirements for miscellaneous labor. ”

An outer disciple who was registering next to him shouted.

"Why?!! with my talent I can only be a handyman?"

"Do you want to be a handyman?" the outer disciple asked.

"Hmph!" the man named Mu Xiu picked up his long sword and turned to leave, without the slightest intention of answering.

"Next. ”

Obviously, the outer disciple did not have the slightest irritation, perhaps this situation had been encountered many times, how could an unruly person be entrusted to become a handyman?

With the leader, everyone began to walk up the steps, and most of them felt a strong pressure on their bodies as soon as they stepped on the steps.

Some people have an average personality, and they can't hold on to it after walking for dozens of sections, and they are unwilling to give up even if they kneel on the ground. But there are also gifted monks, and in just a few minutes, they have already arrived at the last section of Mu Xiu.

For a thousand steps, the formation above each hundred sections should also be different, and the corresponding strength will also be different. Soon, the fastest man had reached the 300-knot steps.

The coercion of the divine consciousness in the late Yuan Infant period was so overwhelming that the person couldn't move, and every time he just raised his foot was pressed down, he froze there for a long time.

"Why don't you go up and try it?"

Fan Chang looked at Yang Fan, and his faint smile was mixed with conspiracy.

"Waiting, I'm afraid I'll break their self-esteem if I try it. ”

With a wave of his hand, Yang Fan conjured up a reclining chair out of thin air, lying on it with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a can of beer in his hand, and a handful of peanuts in his other hand, a sip of wine, and a few peanuts, which can be described as a feast.

"Hey, it smells so good. Elder Fan's eyes flickered, and he looked at the canned beer in Yang Fan's hand.

"Little friend is drinking?"

"Beer, pineapple beer. Do you want it?"

"I've seen tiger skins and wolf skins, but this is the first time I've heard of this pineapple skin. But it tastes very good, can you give me a taste?"

With that, Elder Fan also wiped the saliva that overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yang Fan glanced at it and smiled slightly, he thought of how to exchange for benefits.