Xiang Yun suddenly thought of something, thought about it in his heart while walking towards the side hall, thought of countermeasures in advance, and secretly simulated a virtual memory in the sea of knowledge, but his real memory was tightly protected by his divine sense in the core area of the sea of knowledge.

If his estimate is correct, this time it should be an inventory of the origin of his identity.

However, as long as he was on guard, then presumably the monks of the Wasteland would not dare to penetrate too deep into their sea of consciousness in order to ensure their safety. So, at this moment, he walked into the side hall with confidence.

Sure enough, the two people who came in before Xiang Yun were also in the side hall at this time, and it seemed that the test should have been completed.

There is also only one monk in Tsing Yi in the side hall, who should be the person in charge. Seeing Xiang Yun coming in, he didn't feel surprised at all.

The monk sat on the slab and pointed to another slab in front of him, motioning to Yun to sit there.

Xiang Yun obediently walked over and sat cross-legged on the stone slab.

Seeing Xiang Yunpan sitting down, the Tsing Yi monk suddenly opened his eyes! Xiang Yun noticed that before this, the Tsing Yi monk had been perceiving everything around him with his divine sense!

Some sighed at the divine sense of the monk in Tsing Yi, and Xiang Yun couldn't help but be a little worried.

The monk in Tsing Yi really poked out a powerful divine sense, instantly touched Xiang Yun's brain, and quickly entered Xiang Yun's sea of consciousness!

Xiang Yun instinctively shrank his body, and was about to resist, but the monk in Tsing Yi slapped his palm in the air, and Xiang Yun felt soft all over his body, without any strength, let alone resist.

However, this can be regarded as indirectly saving his life. Just now, he was almost exposed to the clouds, and he used the few spiritual powers he had hidden!

The Tsing Yi monk's divine sense was carefully examined in Xiang Yun's sea of consciousness, and he repeated it several times, and finally retreated.

The monk in Tsing Yi closed his eyes again, Xiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt that his consciousness was a little blurred, and Xiang Yun knew that most of the test was not over.

Xiang Yun didn't dare to be careless, his inner consciousness protected Zhihai, and he instantly sobered up a lot, but his face still showed a confused look, as if he was being controlled.

"I have a few questions for you, and you have to answer them truthfully. The monk in Tsing Yi suddenly spoke.

"Yes......" Under his deliberate cover-up, his voice also seemed a little weak.

"What's your name?"

"I, my name is Xiang Yun......"

"Why did you join Arahimara?"

"I ...... I want to be an immortal. Xiang Yun replied quietly.

......

After that, the monk in Tsing Yi asked a few more questions, and Xiang Yundu answered them without leaking.

Only then did the monk in Tsing Yi clapped his palm, and Xiang Yun felt that the feeling that made him drowsy receded, and then he slowly opened his eyes and looked around blankly.

Seeing Xiang Yun's flawless performance, the monk in Tsing Yi seemed to dispel the last trace of doubt, waved his hand, and motioned to wait for Yun aside.

So, Xiang Yun got up and walked to the two people in front of him to wait together.

After more than an hour, all of them were finally tested. Basically, there is no problem, if you can pass the first round of tests, you will definitely not be too bad in terms of talent spirit root.

So there was no suspense, Xiang Yun and the others successfully passed two rounds of tests and officially became the disciples of the Wasteland.

After everyone heard the news, they were naturally smiling, and the introductory test in the past few days was not so easy for some people.

Even if it was Xiang Yun, it was difficult to hide his joy at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited. However, there is also some fear, this time it is still too risky, once any link goes wrong, it will be dangerous.

Everyone is now considered to be the official introductory disciples of the Aratian Plains, and naturally there are also monks from the Araten Plains who led them to their respective residences, and gave each of them a piece of the Initiation Disciple's clothes, which were black.

It seems that in the Wasteland Plain, the color of the disciples' clothes can reflect their status and cultivation.

Xiang Yun and the others received the disciples' clothes, cultivation exercises, etc., and were taken to their respective residences.

Unlike Yanyunmen, it seems that because the sect is stationed in a relatively large area, their disciples do not live together like Yanyunmen.

To put it simply, everyone has their own cave, but the mountain peaks where they live are different.

Because of different peaks, the intensity of spiritual power is also different.

There are a total of nine mountains in the Wasteland Sect, and from the inside out, the spiritual power weakens in turn. Therefore, like Xiang Yun, the one they just started living in is the outermost mountain, that is, the one with the worst spiritual power.

Of course, if your status has risen, that is, if you have been promoted, you can also apply for another mountain peak to cultivate.

However, this is not the point for Xiang Yun, the point is that he can live in a cave by himself, which is still very good.

Because of the problem of the cultivation of new disciples, the cave mansions were almost all ready-made, and Xiang Yun casually chose a cave mansion on the mountainside as his residence in the Wasteland Plain.

After all the things were cleared, the monk who was in charge of leading the new disciples in Aratianyuan told everyone to pay attention to diligent cultivation and attend lectures regularly.

Moreover, if there is anything you don't understand in cultivation, you can also communicate in the lectures, and it is generally taught by monks in the late stage of Qi refining or in the foundation building period.

This is not quite the same as the way Yanyunmen is stocked, Wasteland is worthy of being a major sect, and the cultivation of disciples is obviously more important than Yanyunmen.

If it weren't for Xiang Yun's concern about the situation outside, he would have wanted to stay in the Wasteland Plain a little bit and not leave.

Thinking of leaving, Xiang Yun couldn't help but start thinking about how to use the Wasteland Plain's teleportation array.

At this time, Xiang Yun had already returned to his own cave mansion.

However, this matter is not urgent, and it needs to be inquired slowly and wait for the opportunity to be realized.

In this way, Xiang Yun spent a month in the Wasteland Plain without incident, and during this month, Xiang Yun did not act rashly, but stayed in the cave mansion without a sound and concentrated on cultivation.

But he didn't get nothing, he still got a lot of information.

For example, the Wasteland is managed by a family, and the family's surname is Fu, and now the head of the Wasteland is the head of the Fu family.

For another example, Fu Yu has a very beloved daughter called Fu Mu.

......

In fact, most of the information I get is useless.

A month later, Xiang Yun suddenly received a message from the sect and learned that an initiation ceremony was going to be held for the new initiation disciples, and all the disciples who entered this time were required to participate.

This notice made Xiang Yun feel a little inexplicable, but since it was a request from the sect, he couldn't refuse, so he took this opportunity to inquire about the news.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yun finally felt a little comforted.