The aptitude test for the Enlightenment Stone is still going on. Most of the disciples who can come to Zhenwu Shengzong are third- and fourth-class aptitudes, and many of them are also first- and second-class aptitudes.
Seeing that the aptitude test was coming to an end, until a young man in a black robe put his hand on the Enlightenment Stone.
I saw Dao lines suddenly appearing on the Enlightenment Stone, and the Dao lines reflected a golden light that went straight to the sky.
"King level aptitude," said the elder of the outer sect next to him excitedly.
"Remember that the last time a king-level aptitude appeared was ten years ago," said the inner sect elder beside him with a smile.
King-level qualifications are not rare in Zhenwu Shengzong, but they are definitely worth cultivating, and the talents are very high.
King-level aptitude is one level higher than first-class aptitude.
The young man seemed to have known his aptitude long ago, so he was not surprised at all. Instead, he proudly enjoyed the envious eyes of the young men around him.
"What's your name?" The inner door elder stepped forward and asked.
"Disciple Yu Bo," the boy quickly replied respectfully.
"Would you like to be my direct disciple," the inner sect elder asked, "as long as you agree, even if you fail this test, I can take you into my sect."
"Thank you, Master, the disciple is willing," Yu Bo said without hesitation, and immediately knelt down and prostrated.
The teenagers on the side were all envious, "This Yu Bo has just joined Zhenwu Shengzong and worshiped under the elders of the inner sect. The future is boundless!"
"Senior Brother Yu's talent is so high that you mortals can't compare," said a sharp-eyed disciple beside him, who had already started flattering him.
"Brother Zimo, do you want to recruit him?" Lin Ruhu looked at Yu Bo and asked.
"It's just a clown jumping on the beam," Xu Zimo shook his head. In his previous life, Yu Bo was indeed famous for a while, but it was only because of his high talent and unstable Dao heart, he eventually disappeared from the public.
As a martial artist, if you have low talent, you can improve slowly, there will always be a way.
But if there is a problem with Dao Xin, it is impossible to achieve much in this life.
Therefore, there has been a saying among warriors: "If you have an invincible Dao heart, then you have the qualifications to become a strong man."
After the aptitude test for the second level, everyone rested for half a quarter of an hour before coming to the third level.
The third level is to test the Dao heart.
Zhenwu Shengzong will create an illusion, and everyone who enters the illusion will keep their minds clear for the longest time, and that person will have the highest score in this level.
Until the end of the illusion, if you can still keep clear, you can get full marks.
Generally speaking, there are two situations for maintaining clarity. One is that the mind has not fallen into the illusion since entering the illusion, and the mind has been clear all the time.
There is also a kind of person who fell into the illusion after entering the illusion, but at the last moment got rid of the temptation of the illusion and walked out of himself. Although this kind of person's Taoism is somewhat flawed, he has unlimited potential and can get full marks.
After everyone rested for a quarter of an hour, a young man was seen walking out of the holy sect.
The young man was wearing a blue robe specially made by Zhenwu Shengzong, with a tough face, and those eyes seemed to have some kind of magic power, and the whole person would get lost if he looked at it for a long time.
The Seventh Elder of the Zhenwu Sacred Sect is a master of formations. He has five direct disciples under his name, and people in the world call him the Five Sons of Wanzhen.
The formations that the five sons of Wanzhen are good at are all different. Some are good at killing formations, some are good at defending formations, and some are good at assisting formations.
And the young man in front of him is Qi Shan, who is the best at magic formation among the five sons of Wanzhen.
"The test of the third test is up to me," Qi Shan looked at the teenagers in front of him, and said calmly, "I will form a formation of seven emotions and six desires. You should be able to guess the purpose of the formation by hearing the name, and I don't have many explained."
Qi Shan's spiritual energy surged in his hands, and his hands began to form seals, each of which was as small as a thumb was condensed by him with spiritual energy.
He formed seals very quickly, within a few breaths, a hundred seals had been condensed.
In fact, the formation method also has a strict level division, just like the realm of the pulse master.
Calculated according to the number of formation seals, ten formation seals belong to the first-level formation method, and one hundred formation seals belong to the second-level formation method.
When the hundred formation marks landed according to the orientation of the formation, they were arranged in order and then merged into the spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy in Qi Shan's hands surged again, turning into an aurora and falling into the formation, and then the entire formation was instantly activated.
The inside of this formation is shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and no one can see clearly what is inside the mist.
Outside the formation, there are streaks of white aura forming a circle, with restrained rays of light and rising mist,
"The assessment time is a quarter of an hour, and I will remove the formation after a quarter of an hour," Qi Shan said.
Those freshmen disciples also began to go to the formation one by one, sitting cross-legged, relaxing their minds, and wanting to meet the assessment in the best state.
"Come on, let's join in the fun," Xu Zimo said to Lin Ruhu.
He also led Lin Ruhu into the formation, and just as he sat down, he saw the formation start to work.
Layers of fog covered everyone.
The teenagers around entered the illusion in an instant, but Xu Zimo was unmoved. He sized up the formation.
In his opinion, although it is full of flaws, it is actually not bad according to the requirements of the second-level formation master.
Xu Zimo let go of his mind and let the fog lead him into a fantasy.
If he was not willing, this low-level formation would not be able to make his mind sink.
...
Surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, tremella-like laughter rang out in Xu Zimo's ears.
Several scantily clad women walked towards him slowly, with crisp breasts, long legs, and a head of black hair fluffed behind them, as if they had just taken a shower.
However, before the group of women came to him, Xu Zimo slapped them with his palm, breaking up all these illusions.
"Nothing new, old-fashioned, Pretty in Pink, after all, she can't escape the changes of the years, she's just a bone."
The next moment, deafening cheers suddenly sounded in Xu Zimo's ears.
I saw him standing on the top of the sky, with the destiny surrounding him, he was imposing, dressed in a purple robe, majestic and unstoppable, like an emperor who ruled the world.
No, he is now the Great Emperor, the strongest man of this era, and countless creatures below kneel down and worship him.
"Since I have come back again in this life, I will definitely aspire to the sky and ascend to the emperor. Why should I imagine in this illusion?" Xu Zimo shook his head and shattered these illusions with a punch.
The next moment, Xu Zimo's vision suddenly changed.
He became an ant crawling between the heaven and the earth. On the top of the sky, ten great emperors walked in the air. They were majestic emperors, and their purple energy came ninety thousand miles east, holding the sun and the moon to pick up the stars.
"Xu Zimo, are you guilty?" The ten great emperors launched an attack at the same time. Their eyes were like gods, their figures were stalwart, their shoulders stood against the sky, their feet stepped on the clouds, the coercion seemed to collapse, and Xu Zimo couldn't breathe.