In Fancheng, in the City Lord's Mansion, the test for the Cloud Saint Sect to recruit disciples has begun at this moment.

As the first person to go to the test, Zheng Linhai's daughter Zheng Shuyan has attracted much attention. Under the gaze of everyone, she slowly came to the pre-spirit stone in the middle of the courtyard.

Looking at the pre-spirit stone in front of him, which was about a zhang high and milky white all over, Zheng Shuyan's heart was inevitably a little nervous.

She also knew that in this Fancheng, her father's status was indeed not low, and even Fan Tengfei, the lord of Fancheng, was commensurate with his brother. But no matter what the status and power are, what cultivation focuses on is chance after all, and if you don't have spiritual roots, you can't step into the path of cultivation, and no matter how great the power is, it's useless.

After thinking for a moment, Zheng Shuyan let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the pre-spirit stone, raised his right hand, and gently put it up.

One breath, two breaths......

Time seemed to freeze, there was no change on the pre-spirit stone, and there was silence all around. In this tense atmosphere, Zheng Shuyan's forehead also oozed a few drops of crystal clear sweat.

But just when she was about to despair in her heart and was about to put her palm down, the time for the fifth breath came, and with it a faint light.

On the pre-spirit stone, at the same level as her, a faint blue light emanated at this time. The moment he saw this light, there was a low exclamation all around.

And at this time, the most joyful thing is Zheng Shuyan standing in front of the pre-spirit stone. The moment she saw this light, her originally very serious expression suddenly had a touch of surprise, and this surprise quickly turned into a color of joy.

Originally, she was about to give up, but at this time, the pre-spirit stone was emitting light, and as time passed, the blue light became more and more abundant, and in an instant, it seemed to envelop her whole person in a piece of light.

And that's not all, when the time comes to the tenth breath, the light seems to have reached its limit and no longer brightens. But above it, there was another glimmer of light, which was as faint as the blue light that had appeared before.

But if you look closely, you can also find that this new light is not the same as the previous one, but a faint orange.

As soon as this orange light appeared, it expanded at a faster speed, and after just three breaths, it was already on par with the blue light.

When Zheng Shuyan saw this, the joy in his eyes was even stronger, and even Zheng Linhai, who was on the seat next to him, did not hide the joy in his heart at this moment, and his face was full of smiles.

Zheng Shuyan still put his palm on the pre-spirit stone, waiting to see if there would be any new changes in that light. It was five breaths again, still two kinds of light, without any change, her heart was a little unwilling, and her eyes were staring at the pre-spirit stone.

And at this moment, the Cloud Saint Sect immortal who had originally announced the rules spoke again, "Xuanpin Water Spirit Root, the test has passed, and the qualification is good." After speaking, he glanced at Zheng Shuyan in the courtyard with a smile, nodded very satisfied, and then sat down again.

When Zheng Shuyan heard this, he also understood that this was his limit, although he was still a little unwilling, but he did not show it, but returned to his position calmly.

Zheng Linhai nodded to his daughter with a smile, looking very satisfied, and then turned his head to look at the young man behind him.

While the young man looked at Zheng Linhai's gaze, he bowed slightly to Zheng Linhai, and was about to speak, but another voice came from the side, "I'll try."

It sounded a somewhat honest voice, and quickly attracted everyone's attention.

The person who spoke was none other than Fan Li, the son of the lord of Fan. As he spoke, he shook the folding fan in his hand, and when he saw that everyone's eyes were looking at him, he smiled very satisfied, and then put away the folding fan and walked slowly towards the center of the courtyard.

He walked slowly, and seemed very nervous. But it can be seen from his expression that he is extremely relaxed at this moment, and even the smile is still on his face.

When the man from the Cloud Saint Sect saw this, the corners of his mouth also showed a mocking smile, and he couldn't see the young man's intentions. It's just a way to attract people's attention.

Besides, Fan Li, under the gaze of everyone, still walked slowly, this short distance, stunned for him to walk for more than 20 breaths.

When he came to the pre-spirit stone, he did not immediately put his palm on it to test, but followed Zheng Shuyan's appearance before, staring at the pre-spirit stone with both eyes, and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

After doing all this, he slowly raised his right hand and placed it very solemnly on the pre-spirit stone.

Then came another silence, and Fan Li also put away the smile on his face at this time, paying very serious attention to the changes in the pre-spirit stone in front of him.

Can...... It's a long time, too......

After three breaths, drops of sweat also oozed from his forehead, and his expression became more serious.

Three breaths have passed, and the pre-spirit stone still doesn't have any light. Fan Li's body trembled slightly, and his eyes widened.

He remembered that when Zheng Shuyan was testing before, this pre-spirit stone would change every five breaths, but now that he came to his place, there was no change at the sixth breath, and he couldn't help but feel despair in his heart.

And at this moment, the voice of the man from the Cloud Holy Sect sounded again, "Fan Li, lack of spiritual root, unable to cultivate." After speaking, he sat down without any expression.

When Fan Li heard the words, there was a blank space in his mind for a moment, but then he was extremely unwilling. In terms of identity, he is the son of the city lord of Fancheng, even if Xu Tianrong and Zheng Linhai can be commensurate with his father and brother, it can be seen that he will be very polite. But at this moment, Zheng Shuyan has the spiritual root of cultivation, but he doesn't.

Fan Li thought of this, shouted "impossible", and put the palm that was originally put down on the pre-spirit stone again.

None of the people around said anything, but many of them had a look of schadenfreude in their eyes. It can be seen that most of the people present don't like this Fan calendar very much, but because of his identity, they have to respect him respectfully on weekdays. But the result at this moment is that they feel a lot more comfortable.

But just when Fan Li was unwilling to try again, the man from the Cloud Holy Sect spoke again, "Disrupt the test process, abolish your finger, and if there is a next time, it will take your life." As he spoke, he raised his right hand and pointed lightly at Fan Li's location, and suddenly an invisible qi blade flew by, directly cutting off the little finger of Fan Li's right hand.

Fan Li hadn't reacted yet, and even the wound at the severed finger came too quickly, so that before he could feel the pain, his little finger had already fallen at his feet.

Looking at the wound at the severed finger, he was stunned for two breaths, and the pain came, which immediately flooded his brain, and a terrible scream followed, and the people around him did not dare to say anything, and even the gloating expression before was also restrained, for fear that a person would accidentally offend the immortal in front of him who didn't seem to have a good temper.

Fan Tengfei reacted, and didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly bowed down and apologized to the man of the Cloud Saint Sect, and then scolded Fan Li, and then the matter was settled.

This is the gap between mortals and immortal cultivators, no matter how powerful you are, for immortal cultivators, you are just a mortal, and if you want to take your life, you only need one breath to take your life.

The scene was quieter than before, and no one dared to move. At this time, the young man behind Zheng Linhai glanced at Fan Li, who had broken his fingers, and his eyes showed a deep sense of disdain.

He took a step forward, bowed to Zheng Linhai and said, "Uncle, Jun'er go and give it a try." After speaking, he directly raised his feet and walked towards the pre-spirit stone in the center of the courtyard.