Yuan Sulan's heart was slightly cold, the jade finger still didn't stop, and the shield light in front of her had dimmed, but it still needed the power of a blow. Her face was slightly square, and she calmly cast a spell, ready to deliver the final blow to this shield.

At this moment, another sound of a broken shield sounded, but it was a man in Tsing Yi who was three or four feet away to her right who had passed the level first. This person is a little shorter, giving people a lean feeling, and he has broken the shield defense, but his face is not happy, which makes her pay attention to it.

Qu Zhi's eyelids were slightly raised, and his divine light flickered.

Yuan Sulan finally delivered the final blow, and the Fengling Sword was brilliant and full of glory, but she was the third successful person among the nine. Seeing this, she glanced at the disciples behind her a few times and stepped into the darkness.

On the altar, Cai Zhangjiao sketched on the roster from time to time, and occasionally marked a few small characters. The three Jindan monks did not show impatience, and watched the performance of the disciples with all their attention.

The disciples who had not passed the test looked depressed, and concentrated on one side of the platform to watch the test of the others. Although it stops here, it is also a rare opportunity to be able to observe the sword skills of the elite disciples of the Peaks.

Among them, there is a famous man with a beard, who is Feng Shi of Yuquan Peak. He was in a complicated mood at the moment: he was originally full of confidence, dreaming of winning the place of his own disciple in one fell swoop, and from then on, the immortal road was smooth. Who knew that he was turned away at just the first level, shattering his dreams. He looked at the disciple who had stepped into the black hole in a daze, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

......

Time flew by, and after about two hours, there were only the last eight disciples left in front of the shield.

There were also a few outstanding disciples in the previous waves, and they also passed the test with only two blows. Among them are Luo Cheng of Hong Beifeng and Shi Yilan of Shuangdiefeng, and Tang Ye'an, who was mentioned by Wang and Yan, performed decently, and I don't know if there are reservations.

Sikong Can had a faint smile on his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Wang Congrong's face was solemn, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Yan Binyuan's face was not good-looking, four of the nine disciples of Yuquan Peak had been eliminated, and only one disciple was still struggling to strike in front of him, but judging from the power of the previous two blows, whether he could pass the test was still five or five.

After a few breaths, all the attacks were complete, and except for the three dim ones, only a brand new shield hung silently in front of the third entrance.

Yan Binyuan glanced at the shield that was as thin as paper with some helplessness, and sighed lightly. That disciple didn't make it through in the end.

Finally, the three disciples turned around and walked back to the platform, with a wry smile on their faces, and gathered together with the previous "difficult brothers" to comfort each other.

Cai Zhangjiao counted the roster a little, and said to Sikong Can: "Uncle Sikong, all the disciples have completed the first level test, and a total of Lu Shi has passed the test. ”

Sikong Can smiled and twisted his beard and said, "Yes, there are a few more people than I imagined." ”

At this time, Zhai Zhi had already flown from the void to the altar, and after the five of them were polite, Cai Zhangjiao said: "Four senior uncles, now that the first level has been completed, why don't you go back to rest first, and I can take care of it here." He looked at it slightly, "Three days later, after the trial, how about a few senior uncles come here again?"

Sikong Can glanced at Yan, Wang, and Zhai inquiringly, the trial of the second level took a long time, and there was really no need to wait here all the time.

Zhai Zhi laughed and said, "Since Cai Zhangjiao has this intention, why don't you come back in three days according to what he said!" According to the custom, one of the four Jindan monks should be left, but it is not explicitly stipulated.

There were no particularly outstanding disciples under Yan Binyuan's disciple, so he was not interested, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I just want to go back to Yuquan Peak to comprehend a new magical power." ”

Sikong Can laughed and said, "Since that's the case, then it's hard to teach Cai!" With that, the four Jindan monks walked towards the direction of the teleportation array together.

When the group of disciples who had fallen into the list saw them coming, their faces unconsciously hung with shame, and their voices were a little weaker.

The four Jindan monks walked unhurriedly, and suddenly there was a burst of spiritual light on the teleportation array not far away, and a wave of spatial fluctuations appeared.

The four of them looked at each other for a moment, and stopped.

After a while, the dazzling light flashed a few times, and then disappeared, revealing three men. Two of them are a little older, Ruan Tongxu and Shen Zhaodong, and the last young man is dressed in white, but it is Liu Yiwen with a tired face.

Shen Zhaodong was slightly stunned in his heart, and hurriedly took Liu Yiwen forward to bow and salute, and said, "The junior Shen Zhaodong has seen all the masters and masters. ”

Sikong Can nodded slightly, and said, "Zhaodong, what's the hurry?" Yan Binyuan's face flashed with joy, and his face was gloomy.

Zhai Zhi laughed and said, "If my guess is right, Liu Yiwen, the disciple of Yuquan Peak who did not participate in the test, is the one behind you." ”

Shen Zhaodong said abruptly: "Uncle Zhai is discerning, and the clumsy apprentice Yiwen is late because of the delay, and I also ask a few teachers to be accommodating and give him a chance." ”

Liu Yiwen showed a humble look on his face, standing solemnly, but he felt a little helpless in his heart. He didn't consider the selection of his own disciples, firstly, because of his own freedom of mind, and secondly, after the experience of the condensation period, he found that the sword technique and mental method taught by Li Yuanbai were all excellent choices, so he did not plan to change his cultivation method.

Three months ago, he accompanied Mingzhi to Shangqing Dao, intending to track down the Demon Dao's secret cultivation of dementors. After four or five days there, the results finally came to fruition.

The upper echelons of the Shangqing Dao decided to send the elite of the sect, three Jindan monks and a number of condensation realm monks, to the vicinity of the Jinyang Sect to secretly investigate the matter. After more than two months of searching, he finally discovered a demonic lair in Heifeng Gang.

After some discussion, everyone broke through the prohibitions and entered it. Who knew that the Demon Dao seemed to have received the wind in advance, leaving an empty altar entrance.

Liu Yiwen still recalled in his mind the pile of terrifying bones, both demon beasts and monks, which were strikingly similar to those seen in the abyss near Niuzhuang, and he was even more sure of the speculation that the Demon Dao cultivated the soul.

A huge demon-cursing operation came to an end hastily, and although everyone was unwilling, they could only give up. At this time, Lu Xiu found him and explained the reason for his discipleship.

Liu Yiwen immediately set off to return to Zongzong and did not arrive until noon. Shen Zhaodong already had no hope, and after a little thought, he decided to bring him in for a try and make his last effort.

It is said that Lu Xiu would not have found Liu Yiwen for so long, firstly, because he was slower, and secondly, he went to Qi Realm first and missed it. Fortunately, when he met Jingkong and Jingkuan, he knew that Liu Yiwen was in Shangqingdao, so he turned back again, which wasted a lot of effort.

Shen Zhaodong's heart was up and down, and he didn't know what the four Jindan monks meant. Although the master is here, he also knows that he needs to avoid suspicion.

After a short silence, there was a light cough, and it was Wang Congrong who took the lead in opening his mouth.