"Thank you, Senior Brother Yang. Mo Yu smiled and took the storage bag handed by the other party.

"Senior Brother Mo, there are three days left before the day of the sect Xiaobi, this time you are so prepared.... Attentively. If you succeed in getting the quota in the end, senior brother will come to congratulate you again. Yang Qi, who originally wanted to say that he was preparing so hard, inadvertently swept his gaze, and the storage bag in Mo Yu's hand changed his mouth in vain.

"It's troublesome senior brother during this time, so I'll go back and prepare first. After Mo Yu finished speaking, he handed Yang Qi a jade bottle, and then left.

This jade bottle contained five high-grade Peiyuan Pills, which was also of great help to a late-stage cultivator like Yang Qi. During this period of time, thanks to Yang Qi's up and down, he saved a lot of time to exchange things.

After six months of hard work, Mo Yu cultivated his spiritual power from the seventh layer of agility to the ninth layer of agility. This cultivation can only be regarded as ordinary among the many inner disciples.

However, this time, Mo Yu also raised the strength of his body refining to the level of the ninth layer of agility, and when he reached this level, he almost consumed all the demon pills he could exchange for in the sect. For this Xiaobi, only in this aspect did Mo Yu feel a little confident.

With his current ninth-level physique in the refining and agility period, even if he doesn't use his spiritual power to protect himself, he can completely withstand it if he eats one or two low-level spells. As long as he finds the right opportunity and drags the opponent into a melee battle, Mo Yu has a great chance of being able to take the opponent.

Returning to his residence, Mo Yu no longer thought about cultivation. It's about relaxing. Rest is the only thing you have to do.

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Three days later

In the early morning of this day, Mo Yu was wearing a cyan robe of an inner disciple of the Qingxu Sect, with a high crown and tied his hair, and walked out of the peak of his residence, standing on the peak, looking at the lively martial arts practice square in the distance, and sighed slightly.

It's been two years!

It has been two years since I came to this world after I was reborn, and I have come to this sect that I dream of learning to cultivate immortals, the Qingxu Sect.

Thinking of his previous life and the tragic experience at home, Mo Yu bit his lip slightly, and felt a slight tingle. All this seems to be like a dream, and all this real can't be more real.

Lianwudian Square.

The huge square is large enough to accommodate thousands of Immortal Sect disciples at the same time.

At this moment, there are many inner disciples in the square, waiting in line to participate in the small competition, and watching the assessment of other fellow disciples.

The square is cut into hundreds of small squares, which can be carried out by hundreds of monks at the same time, and the speed is actually very fast, and thousands of disciples can complete the assessment in one day.

Mo Yu came to one of the small squares and waited in line to participate in the assessment.

This time, the sect Xiaobi set up extremely detailed assessment rules, and the first assessment was to deal with a puppet.

Only by defeating this puppet can you enter the next round of assessment, and finally fifty disciples will be selected to participate in the five trials in half a year.

"There are more than 1,000 inner disciples who came to participate in Xiaobi this time. Previously, Yang Qi had speculated that there were only more than eight disciples, and it seemed that the attraction of this five-sect trial had attracted some disciples who were usually reluctant to show up. ”

Mo Yu looked at the crowd of disciples around him, and said secretly in his heart.

Many disciples are also talking about it.

"The sect's small comparison this year is compared to the strength ranking of the sect's smart class monks. A third-tier mechanism golem must be defeated in order to advance to the next round of selection. Divide the puppets according to their strength, the eighth-level monks in the spirit period, and the ones who challenge are the third-order low-level puppets. In other words, the sect's threshold for this small competition has been directly set to the point where only monks of the tenth layer of the Agility Period have the opportunity to participate!"

"Of course, this time, the major immortal sects will send the most elite teams to participate in the trial, and these people represent the various immortal sects to compete for the spiritual objects of the trial. ”

"With so many great tasks to watch, our chances of getting a place are so slim. ”

"Of course, the number of spiritual objects obtained at the end of that trial directly determines the ranking of the five major sects in this decade, so naturally we must select the most powerful disciples in the sect to participate!"

"This kind of puppet is made of pure black iron raw materials, and it costs thousands of catties of dark iron ore to make such a puppet, with different forms, some imitating demon beasts, and some humanoids. For example, the demon wolf shape, although the flexibility is not as good as the real demon wolf, but its defense power is much better than the demon wolf. ”

Many monks around were gossiping, and some monks obviously knew the difference in Xiaobi this time, and their eyebrows fluttered and they talked about the news they had gotten.

On the assessment square, on nearly 100 small test points, there were loud shouts of fighting between the inner disciples and the puppet beasts, violent combat skills, and spell explosions. After the exam, most of the inner disciples did not leave immediately, but watched other outstanding monks participate in the small competition.

Mo Yu waited at one of the small test centers, and after about half an hour, it was finally his turn to play.

"Name?"

The invigilator asked.

"Mo Yu, a disciple of the Eastern Vein Inner Sect. ”

Mo Yu showed his inner disciple token to the two disciples who were invigilating. The token has his disciple number and mana breath on it, and if you change the mana breath, the token will be automatically destroyed. Such tokens avoid counterfeiting.

The two invigilator disciples verified Mo Yu's identity, and then nodded and let him play.

A disciple who was invigilating the exam said coldly.

"There are not too many rules in this assessment, within a stick of incense, defeat a third-order puppet, pass the assessment, and enter the next small competition. The puppets of various organs fought randomly, and there was no victory or defeat in a stick of incense, and they failed to pass the assessment. Defeated within a stick of incense and failed to pass the assessment. ”

After the invigilator finished speaking, he waved his hand to let Mo Yu play.

The challenge begins.

A huge giant bear, with a heavy clattering footsteps, walked into a small game.

"Trap Bear! A third-order high-grade trap beast is enough to sweep away the ninth-level cultivators of the Spirit Movement Period. It would be difficult for a single or single Spirit Stage 10th Layer Cultivator to defeat it in a short period of time!"

As soon as Mo Yu's assessment object appeared this time, some disciples watching from the audience exclaimed.

The Giant Bear let out a mechanical roar and slammed towards Mo Yu.

For the attack of the trap bear, Mo Yu did not directly urge the spell attack, but flipped his palm, took out a flying sword, and held it in his hand. With its swift moves, fight with it.

"Autumn Wind Leaves"

The figure was extremely fast, a line faster than it, dodging it after a few kills. Aiming at the opportunity, with a light roar, he finally swung his long sword, instantly slashing out a triple sword shadow, and slashing at the giant bear's neck.

Click!

At the neck of the trap bear, a layer of three-inch-thick black iron armor was covered with a crack about half an inch deep by the long sword. This rift didn't break through its thick dark iron spirit armor, and it didn't get in the way of it.

"This man... He actually directly cut out a crack in the Xuantie Spirit Armor!" When Mo Yu was a little dissatisfied with the result of his attack, some disciples in the audience exclaimed.

That's the Xuantie Spirit Armor, and the average ninth-layer cultivator has to cast a spell with all his strength to leave a trace on it. And this disciple on the stage, who cultivated to the ninth layer of agility, only relied on his physical attack to crack the Xuantie Spirit Armor, how much power did he have!

Mo Yu turned a deaf ear to other people's words, and the rest of this giant bear, whether it was the back or abdomen, the Xuantie armor with a thickness of more than ten inches on the whole body could not be split at all. Although the spirit armor of the leg joints is also thin, it is not fatal.

The neck can be said to be its only weakness.

Seeing that Mo Yu targeted the weakness of the Trap Bear as soon as he made a move, the invigilator disciple immediately used his divine sense to change the way he manipulated it. While attacking Mo Yu, he carefully protected his neck, and used his huge iron palm to block Mo Yu's attack on his neck at any time.

"Bell, bell, bell"

Several attacks in a row were blocked by the Trap Bear, and Mo Yu couldn't help but feel tricky.

"If it drags on like this, I'm afraid that when the time comes, I won't be able to break this bear. It worked."

"Whew"

The trap bear roared at Mo Yu again and rushed over, but this time Mo Yu was lucky, and a faint blue mist suddenly appeared in the field.

Without waiting for the Trap Bear's attack to be issued, Mo Yu rushed out first, jumped up, and the long sword in his hand instantly slashed towards the Trap Bear's neck.

At this time, the trap bear wanted to protect his neck first, but found that his movements were much slower than before, and the swinging iron claw could not keep up with the speed of Mo Yu's attack.

"Groove cake!" The disciple who controlled the puppet immediately noticed that it was not good when he saw such a change. In a hurry, another bear unconsciously lifted up.

"Bell"

Mo Yu, who slashed out a sword in the air, saw that the other palm of the bear was also lifted off the ground, and a smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The force of this bear is still on the ground, as long as it is in the air, it loses the initiative over there.

"Ground Thorn"

"Boom"

In an instant, the place where the Trap Bear was located pierced out of the soil one by one, and slammed into the Trap Bear's abdomen. Although these ground spikes could not hurt its outer armor, they caused the bear to lose its balance when its claws were off the ground.

The whole body is about to be knocked over.

At this moment, the cold sweat on the face of the puppet disciple suddenly broke out, and he finally found that he had fallen into Mo Yu's trap.

"Huh"

Without waiting for the manipulating disciple to react, Mo Yu had already sent out another flying sword.

Rumble!

The head of the giant bear was cut off in half, and the entire body was directly paralyzed on the ground, and the invigilating disciple used his divine sense to control it, and he didn't react at all.

"This is a ninth-level cultivator in the Spirit Stage? he barely showed his true strength, but just relied on his own calculations to kill the Trap Giant Bear. ”

The face of a tenth-layer disciple in the audience showed disbelief. He was at this level, a stick of incense time, with an undefeated draw, and left the game. It's too difficult to defeat this trap bear in a single stick of incense.

"Mo Yu, passed the first test. ”

The invigilator disciple looked back at the disciple who was full of frustration and controlled the machine beast, and when he looked at Mo Yu again, his eyes changed, and he held the ink jade pen of the record and put the score record book on it.