Divine Eye Transcends Tribulation

Chapter 129: The Selection Venue of the Illusionary God Sect

"This is an incense burner..."

"What are you doing with the incense burner?"

A group of monks started talking, and everyone was looking at the incense burner in the hall in front of them with curiosity. It seemed that there was some strange magic on it that made people not want to take their eyes away.

The incense burner has a bronze luster, and the veins and engravings on it are old and decayed, as if they have been washed away by time and reborn in the vast desolation.

"Now, all the examinees, please line up in front of the incense burner and draw lots. Those who draw colored lots will be specially recruited as high-level disciples in the sect and enjoy exclusive spiritual tools. If you draw an ordinary white lot, please go back."

When the voice fell, there was an uproar.

  Such a rigorous assessment is just a matter of drawing lots. Isn’t that too much of a joke?

"What do you mean? Are you trying to tease us?"

"That's right. We have come here with so much hardship, but you want to decide our fate in this way without even looking at our skills and spiritual roots. You are indeed a new sect that hasn't even figured out the most basic assessment system."

"It's so ridiculous. I don't think this sect leader is a person who has achieved great enlightenment. He even talks about cultivating the great way. It's simply laughable."

The group of people began to talk again, like ants on a hot pan, in a mess.

"I have already explained the rules. If anyone doesn't want to participate in the draw, please go back!"

Xiang Qi was a little impatient, his eyes were fixed on the end of the clouds in the distance, overlooking the many cultivators who came to register. In fact, there were still a few people who were different from the others. Even if they had hidden their spiritual power, they could still emit a faint brilliance.

Many monks had no choice but to line up one by one to draw lots.

There was a wooden box inside the incense burner, which was filled with countless white envelopes with a layer of gold seal on them. Judging from the appearance alone, these envelopes were no different from ordinary envelopes, and it was impossible to see the talisman papers hidden inside.

"Great, I drew the red lottery ticket!"

"I also drew a blue lottery ticket..."

“Mine is brown.”

The monks who won the lottery finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their heads. They danced with excitement as if they had survived countless tribulations and been reborn from danger.

As for those who only drew ordinary white talisman paper, their faces were full of unwillingness and their eyes were full of loss and melancholy. They lowered their heads heavily and fell from the sky, waiting for arrangements.

"Why?"

"I don't agree with this. This is clearly just a competition of luck, and it's so mysterious. If I lose like this and then go back obediently, I can't do it even if I die!"

A burly monk clenched his palm tightly and twisted it hard. The white talisman paper instantly turned into a ball of powder and floated in the air. He gritted his teeth, his face showed a ferocious look, pointed at Xiang Qi and scolded: "You are the behind-the-scenes leader who founded the Huanshen Sect, right? You have to give me an explanation today!"

"What do you mean?" Xiang Qi said with disdain.

"Haha, what's the point of this trick? Since you want to select extraordinary people, you should be fair. What's the point of drawing lots?"

Xiang Qi sighed and said helplessly: "Since you didn't win the lottery, you should go back. If you can't even do such a simple thing, how can you cultivate immortality? You should just go back to the cave and sleep!"

"You!" The monk was already filled with rage, his bloodshot eyes widened, and a murderous blood light suddenly shot out.

Then, he clapped his hands, and his body grew several times larger out of thin air, as majestic as a mountain, with veins bulging, and exuding a mysterious aura that covered his entire body, like a suit of armor, majestic and clanging. Then, he rushed towards Xiang Qi like a ray of black lightning, and a muffled thunder exploded in the air.

  Looking at this scene, many monks couldn't help but feel ashamed!

This burly monk is no ordinary person. He is a descendant of the giants from Yunwu Mountain thousands of miles away. The magic he uses is also a forbidden technique of his tribe that is not passed on to outsiders - the Giant Thunder Armor, which has a similar effect to the Giant Magic.

Once this forbidden technique was activated, dark clouds gathered in the sky, strong winds blew, and a black lightning fell from the chaotic world and struck him. The rolling lightning turned into a suit of lightning armor, which he could control at will with his mind. His movements were as swift as lightning, and he charged like a ferocious beast. Each strike had the power of ten thousand pounds of thunder, which shook the mountains and trembled the earth. The sun and the moon did not dare to compete with it!

A cultivator of such a background is actually not qualified to become a high-level disciple. This sect is indeed blind. If they really provoke the anger of the descendants of the giants, there will be no way out.

  Roar!

Seeing that the black lightning had already fallen on Xiang Qi's head, a flash of lightning appeared, attacking like a sharp blade, and the glare of the black lightning was so bright that people could not open their eyes.

Suddenly, the black lightning was suppressed by a powerful aura. A cold look flashed in his eyes, and a golden light immediately flashed around him. The golden light pierced through the black lightning like a hole, and gradually devoured the indestructible and powerful giant thunder armor.

The armor formed by the black lightning covering the whole body was actually slowly pierced and peeled off by the golden light, separating bit by bit. The monk, the descendant of the giant tribe, was also blown away by the golden light. His blood, qi and soul seemed to be torn apart. In severe pain, a blood sword gushed out of his mouth.

  boom!

The burly monk fell heavily to the ground, creating a huge pit three or four feet wide.

Everyone was shocked for a while.

Unexpectedly, such a powerful giant thunder armor was shattered by a single blow, and even the monk hidden inside the armor was seriously injured.

The golden light emanating from Xiang Qi was calm and condensed, as if he was an ancient god, overlooking all living things, causing all living things to suddenly pale in comparison, and the world became desolate and silent.

terrible!

Those monks who had just clamored about unfairness no longer dared to speak, fearing the unfathomable and powerful spiritual power.

"There is nothing unfair about this. This is not an ordinary talisman paper, but one that has been infused with a layer of spiritual power. It can instantly filter out the realm and spiritual root level of the cultivator!"

Xiang Qi said faintly: "The five elements of spiritual roots will appear on the talisman paper in five colors: gold, green, blue, red and brown. If the cultivation is insufficient, or the spiritual roots are lower than the middle grade, no color will appear!"

"If there are mutated spiritual roots or special spiritual roots, the talisman paper will also show a different state."

"It looks like the draw is based on luck, but these talismans are all exactly the same. They are distinguished by the cultivation and attributes of the cultivator drawn. Is there anything else to say now?"

The voice fell, every word like thunder.

All the cultivators present were convinced and full of worship for the Huanshen Sect.

After the draw, several outstanding young talents were finally selected from among the many monks.

Hong Zhi, a three-star spiritual root, possesses the three attributes of wood, earth and fire, and his cultivation level has reached the initial stage of foundation building.

Wang Zechuan, a two-star mutant spiritual root, has the attributes of rock and ice, and his cultivation level is the late twelfth level of Qi training.

Lu Yu is a rare equipment refiner who can temper instruments. He also has the assistance of an ancient monster, a monster with the bloodline of Suanni.