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Chapter 320 Test Contents
What? Can't make elixir without spiritual grass resources?

The Luo and Bai families waved their hands: We’ve got it covered!

The rest of the aristocratic families who want to show their interest: we are coming too! Take us with you!
The demon clan has millions of demons, elite soldiers, and hundreds of thousands of ferocious beasts?
The demon clan, the Nether Realm, and the Gu family who own the Beast Control Sect and the largest spiritual beast trade said: Don’t panic, we are all here!

The current focus of the cultivation world is to unite, and people from all over the world must gather their troops and horses, replenish their energy, and store grain and medicine.

At this time, above the dome of the God Realm Temple, a pink spiritual kun sounded in the sky, flying through the clouds in the sky, and the rays of light bloomed out, reflecting the white clouds in the sky as if they were drunk with wine, and they were crimson and red.

Seeing this, the seriousness on Wu Lingjun's face faded, a smile crept up the corner of his mouth, and he said happily and pretending to be calm: "It's done."

Jiang Qingyu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately entered the temple. What he saw was Luo, Gu, Zhou and Song floating in the air, their eyes closed, and the divine power on their bodies was released.

As the divine power was slowly restrained, the four of them slowly opened their eyes. The divine seals had been placed on their eyebrows, making them look extremely sacred.

"Ha! Did I pass the test? Oh my god! Luo Heng Xiaoyu, An Ning Ashu! I actually passed the test!" Gu Zhizhou clenched his fist and said in surprise.

He looked around with clear stupidity in his eyes, and saw that Luo Heng, the three of them, and him had all changed their outfits. They touched their bodies with novel looks and appeared out of thin air. Armor transformed by the godhead, fiery red armor plates, exquisite texture, and polished edges. Smooth and sharp, extremely hard!

Gu Zhizhou's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he hit his chest twice with five levels of force. Unexpectedly, it didn't hurt at all.

Just like being patted, it is truly a miracle of mechanics and a legend of weapon repair!
Jiang Qingyu silently looked away from the fool who knew how to play tricks. She took back what she just said. For Gu Zhizhou, holiness is impossible, and sand sculptures are the most eternal.

Ah, no, maybe not opening your mouth is okay.

In addition to Gu Zhizhou's silly face, Zhou Shuning's eyes were still red, Song Shu's face was thoughtful, and Luo Heng's expression showed no emotion.

Jiang Qingyu was suddenly curious about the content of their test. Thinking about it, it probably varied from person to person.

Wu Lingjun Shi Shiran walked to Jiang Qingyu, looked at the three of them and smiled slightly: "Not bad, they all passed."

After hearing these words, Song Shu seemed to break away from his meditation and said in a daze: "Yes, we passed..."

Luo Heng quickly put on his normal expression, with a slight smile on his lips, took out the white jade bone fan and shook it gently.

Wu Lingjun raised his right eyebrow slightly and explained: "The Godhead Test is a question woven based on your inner fears or loves. To put it bluntly, it is an illusion, which will give you a sense of reality. If you cannot overcome it, ,The consequences could be disastrous."

He looked at the expressions of Luo Heng and others, and then said: "Looking at your expressions, it seems that you have encountered things that you are afraid of. However, since you have passed the test, it means that you have overcome your fears. Congratulations."

"This test is too spiritual!" Gu Zhizhou looked pained. He couldn't help holding his hips and muttered: "I didn't expect that what I fear most is my father and my grandfather. It's so scary. Mixed doubles, with real people." The same..."

This illusion reminded Gu Zhizhou of many bad things. For example, when he was a child, he accidentally knocked over his father's collection of vase, a treasure that had been passed down for countless generations. The porcelain shards were all over the floor, and he couldn't even put them back together.

The beating was still fresh in his memory, causing him to feel pain when he saw the bamboo sticks on the broom.

The corners of Jiang Qingyu's mouth rose crazily and he couldn't suppress it. Luo Hengshu and Zhou Shuning also looked like they had thought of something interesting, with the corners of their mouths aligned with the sun.

At this time, Wu Lingjun said again: "You should be glad that your tests are all about fear, not love. Fear can be overcome. If love cannot distinguish between fantasy and reality for a moment, you will become addicted to it and never wake up. "

The message at the corner of Luo Heng's mouth was slightly restrained, but the amplitude was so small that it was difficult to notice.

"Fortunately, I have got everything I love. The only fear is loss." Zhou Shuning raised her head and looked at Song Shu. Song Shu took her hand and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, then faced Wu Lingjun and said: "But , I’m not afraid now.”

In the fantasy, she saw that the people she loved and everything she loved were destroyed by the demons, and the world turned pale and gray. From the beginning to the end, Zhou Shuning was only afraid of the departure of her relatives, lovers, and friends. As a medical practitioner, in the end, she could not save anything.

When she huddled under the corner of the building where half of the monster's claws had slapped her away, covering her head and not wanting to face all this again, the memory of going out with Qingxiao Sect Wanjian Sect a long time ago suddenly appeared in her mind. The scene of secret experience.

Her colleagues suffered heavy casualties, but she was unable to do anything because of her lack of medical skills. She could only watch them pass away one by one.

From that moment on, Zhou Shuning vowed to practice her medical skills diligently, and to this day, her ability should be strong rather than weak.

If you have the ability, why fear losing it?
As his consciousness gradually awakened, the illusion began to fragment like a spider web, and finally turned into a sky full of stars, extremely bright.

She stood among the stars and saw infinite power, courage and love.

As Zhou Shuning and Gu Zhizhou's eyes fell on Song Shu, Jiang Qingyu followed closely behind.

Gu Zhizhou smiled ingratiatingly. If there was a tail behind his butt, it would have been wagging by now. His expression said: It's your turn.

Song Shu was choked by the expressions of the three of them, he pursed his lips helplessly and sighed, a little uncomfortable, so he pretended to be relaxed and said: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, my fear is leaving."

In the illusion, he saw a scene where everyone worked together to resist the demons. Everyone cooperated with each other and successfully resisted the demons and defended their homeland. However, he was not there.

In memory, he died early due to heart disease.

What frightened him even more was that no one remembered his departure, and he was forgotten forever.

None of his friends or relatives remember his existence, except for his white-haired parents.

He appears like fireworks, briefly, and then disappears.

Song Shu felt bitter in his heart. Just when he was about to be assimilated, a lifelong sigh sounded faintly in his ears. The sound was so close and far away that he could not find the source of the sound. Then, the illusion was broken.

After listening to Song Shu's description, Wu Lingjun was thoughtful. After a moment, he said meaningfully: "The wind gods of all ages are gentle people."

Song Shu seems to understand but not understand.

Jiang Qingyu understood the implication.
That is to say, the God of Wind is no exception.

It seems that Song Shu is really attracted by the God of Wind.

Luo Heng was strict and tight-lipped, but Gu Zhizhou would not let go no matter what he asked. The content of the test was unknown.

"Ha, Luo Heng, you have a little secret! Let me guess, you are not afraid of heaven or earth. Are you afraid of dad like me?"

"No, Uncle Luo is gentle and gentle, so he won't be as irritable as my father. You must be afraid of ghosts!"

Gu Zhizhou bit his claws, his eyes rolled, and he smiled slyly and vulgarly: "Ah! Could it be that a ghost is welcoming the bride in your fantasy? Are you the groom?"

Facing Gu Zhizhou's provocative teasing, Luo Heng still maintained a decent smile and a threatening look, successfully turning off Gu Zhizhou.

(End of this chapter)