Di Zhongyin is the main person in charge of the pre-selection camp, and there are ten registered disciples under him. Eleven of them were in charge of the talent selection of the entire Fengzhou, and in the end, there were 3,000 pre-selected disciples living in the pre-selection camp, and those who entered the pre-selection camp were eligible to participate in the Shenyun trial.

The flute alto manages more than 3,000 people, and its strength is not bad, and it is naturally no longer a problem to cure Zuo Yanmu. Although he doesn't know medical skills, he knows how to use pills to save people. A jade soul pill can save people from the edge of life and death.

When Zuo Yanmu opened his eyes, he was lying in a tent, it was already daytime, and there was no light in the tent, which was quite dim.

He hallucinates several times, thinking he is dead. There is often a fool floating in front of me, and the fool is still talking to himself. In fact, it was the flute alto and the registered disciples who tried to talk to Zuo Yanmu, but Zuo Yanmu couldn't speak.

"Di Zhongyin, he is like this, can he still come with me?" a named disciple asked Di Zhongyin.

Di Zhongyin was only thirteen years old, and he was younger than his named disciples. But he has a flexible brain and is shrewd, and the head of the Yuanshen faction asked him to take care of things. Since it is the appointment of the head of the sect, even if there is a thirty-year-old disciple among the registered disciples, he must be obedient and obedient, and he must not be tempered.

"Absolutely. The flute alto shook his hand and motioned for everyone in the tent to go out.

He used the Heavenly Eye to inspect Zuo Yanmu's body and found that Zuo Yanmu had formed a golden pill, which met the minimum standards of the Divine Yun Trial.

Even if there is an internal recommendation from the city lord, the flute alto will not blindly follow it. The Divine Trials are definitely no joke, and those who participate in the trials must be prepared to die.

Originally, Di Zhongyin planned to accept the internal recommendation of the city lord, and then test the strength of Zuo Yanmu. If you don't meet the minimum standards of the Divine Trial, you can let Zuo Yanmu do chores. Anyway, the qualification was retained, but the matter of participating in the trial was postponed for a year and a half.

In a dream.

"Look at you, you are seriously injured if you don't agree with each other. The fox fairy laughed at Zuo Yanmu.

"It's just because I'm not strong enough. Zuo Yanmu bowed his head, hating himself for making too slow progress.

"No, no. What about the strength of your reincarnation path, your mind is not complete and you will still die. The fox fairy smiled.

"I'm mentally incomplete?" Zuo Yanmu froze.

"I didn't say you, I mean, three points to do things, seven points to be a person. Understood?" the fox fairy poked his head.

"I don't understand. Zuo Yanmu frowned, not knowing what the fox fairy wanted to express.

"In the face of the world, it is right that you are merciful in your heart, but in the face of ruthless characters in the world, you have to be even more ruthless. The fox fairy gritted her teeth, she tried to be as fierce as possible, but she was even more cute.

"It's just that people want to kill me, but they didn't succeed, and I will kill his whole family when I turn around?" asked Zuo Yanmu.

"Well, there's no need to be so cruel. Isn't there another saying that is forgiving and forgiving? The fox fairy listened to Zuo Yanmuyi's words, embarrassed.

"Alas, it's even more difficult to understand. Zuo Yanmu lay on the ground, closed his eyes and pondered.

"Let me tell you this, you have just come into contact with a person, and you respect him, that is called courtesy, if you accidentally offend him, and then try your best to make amends, that is called righteousness, if you have offended him, and do everything possible not to make enemies with him, that is called wisdom, if you have made an enmity with him, you can kill him after the sword and sword, but let him go, this is called benevolence, if he has asked you one thing before breaking off with you, and you have been trying to complete it, that is called faith. Then there is another situation, for those who are incurable, the above is invalidated, just fight to the death. "The fox fairy patiently reasoned with Zuo Yanmu.

"Who is incurable?" Zuo Yanmu sat up.

"That's it...... It is narrow-minded, angry, and unreasonable. The fox fairy felt that he had made it very clear.

"So, the next time Jin Shi is chased and killed, can I see death and not save me?" asked Zuo Yanmu.

"Honestly, it's a threat to you that he's alive. He didn't even treat you as a human being. The fox fairy shook his head.

"That's excessive. "Left smoky molars.

"Such a person is brain-dead, don't be polite to people like him in the future. The fox fairy smiled.

"Uh-huh, listen to the master. Zuo Yanmu began to practice his sword.

After a day, Zuo Yanmu finally woke up and could get out of bed on his own.

"Are you awake?" said the flute alto hurriedly poured a cup of tea for Zuo Yanmu.

"Thank you. Zuo Yanmu smiled and thanked him.

"Have you slept all day and are you feeling better?" said the flute alto gently lifted the left smokewood to see if he could take two steps.

The left smoke has healed, so it is no problem to walk.

"What's wrong with me?" Zuo Yanmu only remembered that he was attacked by Jinshi, and then he didn't know.

"I arranged for you to come here, and then gave you a Jade Soul Pill. The flute said succinctly, "You have a good rest, we will leave early tomorrow morning." ”

With that, the flute apologized and left the tent.

Zuo Yanmu looked at the tent and found that he was the only one living there. Usually there are several people living in a tent, and Zuo Yanmu feels like he is enjoying the VIP treatment.

Meditate and meditate, exercise and heal wounds. When the left smoke is awake, he can quickly recover his strength. If the body is stronger and will not fall to the ground with a sword, Zuo Yanmu can still save himself in time.

Sure enough, I want to strengthen physical training, but I still don't resist beating.

Night.

Zuo Yanmu sat outside the tent and looked at the stars.

"Senior Brother Xiaozuo, it's quite Yaxing. The flute scurry came.

"My body has fully recovered, just wait for tomorrow morning to leave, and now I am not in a hurry to sleep, look at the sky, and try to comprehend the way of heaven. Left Smokewood smiled.

Hearing this, the flute alto also sat down, facing the left smokewood, learning the left smokewood to watch the starry sky.

"Heaven rewards hard work, with this idle time, why doesn't Xiao Zuo's junior brother read books and practice kung fu?" asked Di Zhongyin.

"Those who want to cultivate their bodies should first correct their hearts, and then be sincere in their intentions, so that they know and know in their objects. Zuo Yanmu suddenly said a sentence, testing the cultural level of the flute's alto.

"Erudite, inquisitive, thoughtful, discerning, and diligent. The flute alto responds, without mixing superfluous words. He meant to get moving, and it was useless to sit here and watch the stars.

"Heaven is evil, but it is permissible, and it is not possible to live. Zuo Yanmu and the flute alto looked at each other, he had never felt so special. What he said was the way of heaven, not the flute alto that had to be cultivated constantly.

"When the heavens send a great task, we must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, so they are motivated to endure and gain what they cannot. "The flute alto has always said that you must cherish your time and pay attention to your practice.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. Zuo Yanmu is still emphasizing the law of heaven.

"Be prepared for danger in times of peace, be prepared, and be prepared. The middle flute emphasizes that you can't enjoy it comfortably.

Although there is a suspicion of taking it out of context, both of them can understand each other's intentions. Three rounds, silent for a long time, looking at each other and smiling.

"The gentleman is harmonious and different, and it is very pleasant to talk to you. Left Smokewood stared at the flute alto.

"Haha, I don't dare to say that I am a gentleman, but I do try to be a gentleman. Nice to meet you. The flute alto released its aura to the ground.

As the red aura slowly spread to the ground, a pot of wine and two wine glasses appeared.

"Do you know how to drink?" said the alto as he was about to pour wine for Zuo Yanmu, when he stopped.

"I won't, but I'd like to have two drinks with you, two will suffice. Zuo Yanmu nodded.

"Good. After pouring himself wine, he asked about his cultivation.

Zuo Yanmu and the flute alto have nothing to say, and naturally the flute alto will answer whatever he asks. Except for the matter of the fox fairy, Zuo Yanmu basically said everything, and he didn't remember much about what he had experienced, so he finished talking quickly.

But it is the alto, he is now thirteen years old, he has been through the weather, and he has survived it alone. It is not difficult to understand from the conversation that the alto is very intelligent and strong, and in this respect it is much better than Zuo Yanmu.

After a glass of wine, Zuo Yanmu was a little dizzy, so he wanted to get up and exercise to sober himself up quickly.

"Why don't I teach you some basic spells, if you want to pass the trial of Shenyun, you can't just use the art of the sword. And I don't think you'll be able to fly with Edgeworth then. The flute alto patted the left smoker on the shoulder.

"Then dare to be kind, let the horse come. Zuo Yanmu smiled.

"We are all people of the Tao of Self-cultivation, we must be proficient in flying to the heavens and the earth, otherwise you won't be able to learn it in the future. "Flute Alto took out two books on flight and retreat, which were written by Flute Alto himself.

Zuo Yanmu glanced at it twice and felt that it was easy. He had long heard the fox fairy say that he had heard the content of flying away, but unfortunately he didn't understand it, with these two books, Zuo Yanmu suddenly understood what it meant to "step on the step" and what it meant to "space collapse".

Stepping on a step is to use the aura to stop or change direction in the air, and it can also drive the air to provide the conditions for itself to levitate.

Spatial collapse is to seal the space occupied by oneself, and exist at the same time as the real space without contact. Then it shrinks dramatically and moves quickly underground, unhindered by sand, gravel and mud.

Zuo Yanmu will create a different space, of course it is not a problem to seal himself, he wraps his whole body with aura, and it is easy to enter the underground. The flute alto opened the eye of the sky, and he could see that the left smoke wood was moving underground, although it was moving very slowly, but it was finally learned.

Zuo Yanmu has no magic weapon to drive, so he uses the aura sword, and he is very skilled in understanding the aura. It is not a problem at all to ask him to jump into the air and put a temporary "stepping stone" on the sole of his feet.

The flute can't help but laugh when he sees Zuo Yanmu walking in the air. Flying is to fly freely in the air, and it is not worth rejoicing in walking on flat ground.

Under the patient guidance of the flute, Zuo Yanmu finally learned the art of flying.

Left tobacco wood is quick to learn and easy to do, but not proficient. Di Zhongyin deliberately made a demonstration, his escape technique can enter the city in an instant, take the city lord's sword, and then come back to show Zuo Yanmu to prove that he has indeed run so far, and then send it back, and come back.

The flying technique of the flute alto can also be miraculous, more than a hundred times faster than the speed of the fox fairy flying around in the dream realm. When the flute alto is flying at high speed, the left smoker wood can't see where he is with the naked eye.

Finally seeing the real god, Zuo Yanmu decided to keep up with the flute alto, maybe he is very bad now, but one day he can surpass him.