Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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Master Canghai, Qiu Zhen, the immortal driver is here!

This gentleman is one of the well-known Nascent Soul monks in Donglai Kingdom. For several years, he has been sitting in the water city of Xiangdu, suppressing the turbulent tide and the attack of sea beasts with the above magic power, and keeping the party safe.Among the monks, the prestige is extremely high, and he has the reputation of being an immortal.

It is precisely because of this that no matter how unruly and willful Qiu Xianer is, she can always get tolerance and understanding from others. Xiangdu even organized a monk guard to protect her safety.

Ye Bai looked at Qiu Zhen who was floating on the steps, and in an instant, his eyes were so painful that he was crying. [

This gentleman is half a head taller than Ye Bai, and his physique is even more majestic and mighty. Although his face looks old, he feels extremely powerful, like an old and strong lion, exuding a poor fighting spirit. .

On the sharply shaved face, there are two eyes, as black as lacquer, as deep as the ocean, revealing brave and resolute determination and indifference with insight into the world, making people clearly feel his amazing will to not panic that day.

Accompanied by him were bookworms and Qing Zhuzi, the two of them restrained their laughter and looked serious, when they saw Ye Bai, their eyes flashed with surprise, as if they didn't understand why he came here.

Qiu Zhen stood proudly and spoke coldly, his domineering eyes swept across the hall, and the monks he had seen all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly, as if his eyes had a powerful power to make people submit.

Passing by Qiu Luo's childhood, it was rare to see fleeting tenderness, and his eyes finally fell on Ye Bai.

The eyes of the two finally collided together as if they had crossed several folded spaces.

The several Nascent Soul cultivators Ye Bai met had different temperaments, Ximen Laodao and Guangling King were cynical, Yuelong Taoist Yizhuang Yikai, bookworms and Qing Zhuzi were half crazy and half crazy, and if we talk about the sharpness, the first is Shuicheng Lord of the sea, Master Canghai.

It is a kind of vigor that can only be sharpened after years of fierce struggle and still not falling down. In just a few breaths, Ye Bai seemed to have seen all of Qiu Zhen's hard years on the road of cultivation, a killing made of blood and tears the road.

After the two of them made eye contact for a short while, they both staggered away, and Qiu Zhen didn't have any emotion on his face.

Qiu Zhen restrained his breath, relieved all the pressure around him, and raised his voice: "Thanks to the great love of all Taoist friends of Taiyi Sect, I will lend me this Runyun Pavilion to entertain you young heroes. I am not very honored. When discussing cause and effect, suspend fighting and abide by the old man's order to stop fighting. Otherwise, even if you are admitted to the Taiyi Sect, I don't mind turning you out and teaching you a few lessons!"

The voice is just like his own, fierce and direct, without any tact.

Everyone trembled in fear, and they should be, thinking that with you, a fierce man in the Nascent Soul stage, in charge, who would dare to be presumptuous.

After Qiu Zhen finished speaking, she stepped aside and stood still with her eyes closed.

The unattractive bookworm walked to the middle, coughed dryly, and said in his characteristic slow voice: "Everyone, Qing Zhuzi and I will preside over this exam. The first test is still the soul test."

After saying that, the bookworm patted the storage pocket, and a large cloud of misty black light burst out from his hand. When everyone looked closely, there were hundreds of long swords falling on the ground, and the sound of "clank" was endless.

Everyone was wondering, the bookworm flapped his sleeves, the long sword pierced the space, and came straight towards the crowd, the sound of "swish" came one after another, some timid monks turned pale with fright, and Nascent Soul monk How could they be able to take the blow?

A few such as Chu Fengchen, Su Liuli and others saw that the bookworm had other intentions, and their minds were not shaken at all, as calm as water.

Naturally, Ye Bai would not worry even more. When the long sword flew in front of him, he suddenly stretched out his two middle fingers and clamped it lightly. Only when he grabbed it did he realize that although the long sword was fast, it contained very little magic power. It is to test the reaction of the people.

Some who behaved unbearably, suddenly flushed with embarrassment. [

Qingzhuzi watched with cold eyes, taking in all the performances of the crowd.

Seeing the long sword spread out in everyone's hands, the bookworm continued: "The test of the primordial spirit is very simple. Each long sword has thirteen seals from the hilt to the tip, and one is stronger than the other. Use your primordial power to Break the seals one by one, within the time limit of one stick of incense, break one and get one point, if you still have something you don’t understand, you can point it out now.”

Everyone said that Ye Baiting's eyebrows twitched. If each level corresponds to a small realm, then what is the thirteenth level? Could it be the realm from the dust?And who can set a seal that can only be broken in the realm of dust?

After a long while, a pockmarked Taoist priest in the middle stage of foundation establishment raised his hand and said submissively: "If all thirteen seals are broken, can I be admitted directly? My talisman drawing is not very good."

Everyone couldn't help but smile, this person is honest and lovely.

The bookworm almost fainted, rolled his eyes at him, and scolded: "If you can break through thirteen, you can directly take over from me to preside over the exam. Damn it, I've only broken through ten so far. Are young people nowadays so wild in their hearts?"

The crowd couldn't bear it any longer, they laughed loudly, even the corner of Qiu Zhen who was standing aside with a cold face twitched a few times.

The pockmarked man blushed and retreated resentfully. He did have some confidence in his own soul, but if he couldn't even break through the Nascent Soul cultivators, what else could he hope for.

Seeing that no one was talking, the bookworm took out a stick of incense and stuck it on the stove, saying: "If there are no other questions, let's start!"

The flames flickered and the incense was lit.

Everyone sat down cross-legged, concentrated their minds, and tried their best to break the seal.

Ye Bai was not in a hurry, so he took a closer look at the long sword. The whole body of the long sword was pitch black, its texture was weird, and he didn't know what material it was made of. It was quite heavy, and the groove on the handle had a faint green Rust, there is an obvious smell of time.

Ye Bai poked his soul in through the handle, and immediately felt a wall-like thing blocking his progress, presumably it was the seal that bookworms said.

He gathered the power of the primordial spirit into a sharp blade, and the seal could be broken without any difficulty.And after the seal was broken, the part from the seal wall to the hilt of the sword turned into a strange white color, as if it had come alive, emitting the brilliance of life.

Immediately after the second, third, and until the fourth, he felt a harder and thicker obstacle. Even if he stabbed again and again with the sword of the primordial spirit, he could only cut a hole, and when the sword of the primordial spirit retracted Afterwards, the hole recovered strangely.

Ye Bai thought for a while, and entered the state where his heart was like still water. The boring exercise he did a few days ago echoed in his eyes. Following his pull, the power of the primordial spirit condensed into a thin and long sharp needle, The sharp needle pierced deeply into the seal at a speed as fast as an inch. Ye Bai kept his mind on it, not daring to be careless, and drove the needle all the way to the end.

"Bang!" The fourth layer of seal was like a spider web, cracking open until it broke open.

Ye Bai wiped off the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, thinking in his heart that the resistance of this seal should be higher than the corresponding level, otherwise he would never have to use [-]% of his strength in the early stage of foundation establishment.

After a few breaths, Ye Bai successfully broke through the fifth seal. At this time, it was only half the time. Ye Bai didn't want to be too conspicuous. After thinking about it, he decided to take a look first. The level of the primordial spirit has surpassed that of ordinary mid-stage foundation-building monks.

Looking around, from the degree of whitening of the long sword, it can be easily seen that most people are stuck around the fourth floor. More than a dozen people headed by Wu Ji, Gan Yuan, and Gui Tongzi are attacking the fifth floor, while Chu Feng Chen and Su Liuli have already started to attack the sixth seal.

The pockmarked Taoist who asked the question just now is not bragging, his performance is extremely eye-catching, and he is also trying his best to attack the sixth seal. Ye Bai really wants to ask Mo Er about his origin, but he also knows that now is definitely not the time.

Because this old man was attacking the fifth seal, he was sweating profusely, his body was trembling, Ye Bai was sweating for him. [

Suddenly, Ye Bai's mind moved, he turned his head to look, and the bystander Miss Qiu Luo'er, the flower of the water city, was staring at him angrily, as if she was blaming him for why he still had the mood to look around.

Ye Bai smiled slightly, concentrated his energy, and began to attack the sixth seal.

It’s really hard for a newcomer, it’s really hard, I have the audacity to ask for a collection every day, do I have a better trick?