In the distant sky, a hazy light white light has appeared. About half an hour later, Hongxia will appear, and the sky will gradually brighten.
Whether a cultivator's running speed on the ground or flying speed in the air is related to the cultivator's own spiritual power. Those with strong spiritual power generally have faster running and flying speeds.
However, there is also a spiritual power control factor. Ordinary people simply cannot control their own spiritual power like Xia Yan. Xia Yan's spirit-gathering point is different from ordinary practitioners. Xia Yan's spiritual power control is at its peak. Even the emperor-level powerhouses could not sense Xia Yan's spiritual power fluctuations.
While flying in the sky, the spiritual power inside Xia Yan's body and the spiritual power condensed outside his body are very compatible with each other, so his flying speed far exceeds that of ordinary spirit sect powerhouses.
With the improvement of Xia Yan's own spiritual power, this gap will become bigger and bigger!
"My flying speed has been tested, let's try my current spiritual power!"
Xia Yan's eyes were concentrated, and the Chenxi sword was suddenly unsheathed in his hand, and a blue-black streamer suddenly appeared in the air.
"chi chi..."
The sword qi stirred up a large piece of surrounding air, forming a strange arc of swirling air.
"open!"
With Xia Yan's soft drink, the spiritual power suddenly emanated from the body of Chenxi Sword. The majestic sword energy swept out obliquely with an incomparable momentum, roaring towards the black night sky.
The airflow fluctuations caused by the sword energy formed a whirlwind moving at high speed, blowing away towards the surroundings.
Xia Yan did not conduct spiritual power experiments on the ground, which would inevitably cause great damage, but this is the Heavenly Palace. Experimenting with spiritual power in the air and facing high altitudes, although you can't see the destructive power, you can also feel the destructive power of the sword energy. Xia Yan hit the sword with all his strength just now, the sword energy is as real as it is, although the sound of the air burst is not loud, but the speed is extremely fast, the reason why the sound of the air explosion is not loud is because the sword energy can almost cut through the air.
The inner hall of the palace of the emperor!
"Um?!"
The Holy Emperor was practicing in a closed room, when he suddenly felt a burst of energy coming in, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
"Who is it who wields such a powerful sword energy around here?!"
Although this energy is very subtle, and thanks to his Spirit Emperor Realm, he can sense it, but the information contained in this energy also shocked the Holy Emperor!
It is impossible for an ordinary spiritual master to wield such a sword energy!
"Whoosh..."
The figure of the Holy Emperor flashed, and disappeared in the closed room to the outside of the Palace of the Emperor.
When he ascended into the air, only a faint white shadow was seen.
"That is… "
The Holy Emperor's eyes condensed into a line, looking at the white figure floating in the air, "It seems to be that kid Xia Yan, could it be that the sword energy just now came from Xia Yan? A sword energy of this strength has at least 300,000 The power of martial arts at high speed, right? And the sword energy can't be dispersed, piercing the sky. The lethality is very high, and the control of the spiritual power of the practitioner is very high... "
The Holy Emperor did not step forward to stop Xia Yan, he took a look from a distance, with an indescribable smile on his face, and was about to disappear into the air and return to the inner hall of the Palace of the Emperor.
The Holy Emperor watched from a distance, but Xia Yan didn't know that his current strength was still unable to detect the Holy Emperor who was so far away.
"Go back and rest for a while, and then prepare for the assessment!" Xia Yan nodded slightly, and put away the Chenxi sword.
"For this assessment, we must obtain as much training value as possible. The training tower..." Xia Yan looked at the dark training tower in front of him. With a wave of his long sleeves, his body fell to the ground and returned to his residence.
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The sun is shining and the skies are clear!
This season is the hottest time of the year, but for Tiangong cultivators, winter has no effect on Xia family, and these cultivators will not increase or decrease their clothes due to seasonal changes.
Many cultivators in Tiangong gathered outside the devil formation at this time.
Ye Lao, the three inspectors, and all the practitioners in Tiangong were divided into three camps, and the three camps were clearly separated. One can see at a glance that there are three groups.
Xia Yan was also standing in the crowd. The crowd he was in was the camp patrolled by Liu. Liu Xunguan stood at the forefront of this camp, and Yelao was in front of him.
The cultivators here are well aware of the special nature of this month's routine assessment. In the past, the routine assessment of Tiangong was presided over by Ye Lao, but this time the assessment was presided over by the Holy Emperor himself.
At this time, the Holy Emperor has not yet appeared, and the Tiangong practitioners are all waiting patiently. Of course, the more familiar practitioners were also talking in low voices.
"Xia Yan, how much practice value do you think you can get?!" Jiao Ziming stood beside Xia Yan, he was a little nervous.
Like Xia Yan, he is a newcomer to Tiangong. Although Jiao Ziming had already participated in the Tiangong assessment last month, this time was different from the last one, this time the Holy Emperor personally presided over it. And the results in this routine assessment are of great importance. The better the results in the assessment, the more benefits you get, and the more Tiangong resources you can use.
Tiangong's resources are limited, and the more resources it can use, the faster it will progress. The gap between practitioners will also become wider and wider as time goes by.
In the last assessment, Jiao Ziming only got five points of cultivation in the end, and he barely passed the first level of the devil formation within two hours. If it hadn't been for the baptism of Yuhuachi to increase his strength, Jiao Ziming would not be able to pass the first level of difficulty within two hours.
this time. Jiao Ziming's goal is to be a living ten-point cultivator, trying to pass the first level of difficulty in half an hour.
"I don't know either!" Xia Yan glanced at Jiao Ziming and shook his head, "I will try my best, the higher the cultivation value, the longer the training time in the cultivation tower."
"Yeah!" Jiao Ziming nodded, his body trembling slightly, "Every time our school takes the assessment, the overall score is the worst. In the last assessment, people from those two camps spoke very hard. After the assessment, Bao Shun even competed with them, but he still lost in the end."
Jiao Ziming looked at the other two camps when he spoke.
Bao Shun is a practitioner of the academic camp, in the mid-term Lingzong realm.
"Xia Yan, after this assessment, they will definitely provoke again." Jiao Ziming looked at Xia Yan with some fiery eyes, "If they provoke again, you can take action and vent your anger for us. Don't worry, those late-stage spirit sects It is definitely not possible to make a move, at most it is a mid-term Lingzong realm."
"Hehe! If they really want to compare, I will accompany them. However, the mid-term Lingzong..." Xia Yan pondered for a while, and pouted his mouth. The mid-term Lingzong is not a challenge for him. , or let their late-stage Lingzong come out."
Xia Yan took advantage of the opportunity to say the following sentence.
"What?!" Jiao Ziming was stunned, "Xia Yan, you want to compare with their late-stage Lingzong? No way, the late-stage Lingzong is too strong, so don't be careless. If you lose, then Liu Xunguan will not be able to hold his head up. Also We who…”
Losing in the public challenge is not a matter of face for two people, but a matter of face for everyone in the two camps.
"Everyone be quiet, the Holy Emperor is here!"
At this time, Ye Lao's complexion darkened, and he restrained his breath and said in a concentrated voice.
All the practitioners of Tiangong immediately held their breath, looked ahead with solemn expressions, and remained motionless.
"Pfft..."
After a slight noise, a figure appeared in the field.
"The Holy Emperor flew over from behind!" Xia Yan's heart skipped a beat.
This time, Xia Yan could basically see the flight path of the Holy Emperor. Xia Yan still remembers the first time he saw the Holy Emperor in the Emperor's Palace, he couldn't detect the movement of the Holy Emperor's body at all. The Holy Emperor suddenly appeared in front of him and disappeared without a trace.
But now, Xia Yan could feel the movement of the Holy Emperor's body.
Among the nearly one hundred Tiangong practitioners in this area, there are only a few who can feel how the Holy Emperor appeared here, and Xia Yan is one of them.
After the appearance of the Holy Emperor in a golden robe, he looked around the crowd, without any expression on his face, his eyes were deep and bright, and his hands were behind his back.
"Everyone!" The Holy Emperor looked at everyone for a while, and then slowly opened his mouth, and the voice came out, "I will host the routine assessment of Tiangong this time. I hope everyone can get more cultivation points and break through themselves!"
"The order of the assessment is the same as before. The three inspectors and Ye Lao will conduct the assessment last. Other practitioners will draw lots to determine the order of the assessment." The Holy Emperor looked at Ye Lao, his voice was emotionless, but it was not harsh.
As soon as the Holy Emperor finished speaking, Ye Lao quickly brought over a box not far away. This box was used for drawing lots.
"Now. Everyone enter the control stone and draw lots." The Holy Emperor turned sideways and walked towards the control room first.
Ye Lao and the three inspectors followed behind the Holy Emperor. The other practitioners followed behind San Xunguan and Ye Lao.
The Holy Emperor pressed the control stone with his own hands.
"Chachacha..."
The door of the control room was slowly opened, and everyone filed in.
"All Tiangong cultivators, start drawing lots now! The order of assessment is according to the numbers marked on the lottery you have drawn!" The voice of the Holy Emperor came out again.
"The lottery begins!" Ye Lao put the box in the middle, and stood in front of the box with the three inspectors.
The practitioners of Tiangong began to draw lots one after another.
"Mine is number 23!" A cultivator with a thick black beard drew a lot and immediately said to a familiar person.
"I'm fifty-nine!"
"I am No. 6, and I am the first batch to conduct the assessment!"
A cultivator named Tiangong kept drawing results.
"Xia Yan, let's smoke too!" Jiao Ziming looked at Xia Yan beside him and said in a low voice.
"Well, let's go and draw!" Xia Yan nodded. He saw that Zhang Dongli, who was in Jane's inspection camp, had already drawn lots. Just now Zhang Dongli looked at him provocatively, but Xia Yan didn't I ignored it, just sneered at Zhang Dongli and turned his eyes away.