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After the soul breaks through to the realm of the upper-level primordial immortal, the number of water droplets of the soul will increase again, not counting the five that have been exhausted before, and now there are two light cyan water droplets that are not considered shiny and full, floating on it, constantly Unleash this new energy.

In his mind, the divine pattern visualized gradually returned to its original clear state. Yuan Futu held the Linyou knife with just the right strength, and continued to extend along the unfinished eighth divine pattern line, and it was completed soon , but consumed a whole drop of spirit water.

There is still the last line of the god pattern and the last drop of the god pattern, which is also the final test that Yuan Futu faces. Looking at the only pinch of fine dust left in the hourglass, there are only two hours left.

"I can't fall!"

The success at hand must not slip away in vain, which strengthened Yuan Futu's belief even more. The Lin Youdao was depicted in the illustrated book for the last time, and the remaining insufficient power and the water drop of the soul were burning crazily in an instant.

Under everyone's gaze, the sand in the hourglass finally ran out, and at this moment, the old man walked down from the second floor with two apprentices, a man and a woman.

The Immortal of Chujiu said respectfully: "Master."

The old man nodded slightly, walked directly in front of Yuan Futu, stared at the last divine pattern illustration book, studied it for a moment, and said: "He succeeded."

"Successful?" The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, it was hard to imagine that this guy could survive to such an extent.

The old man raised his head and found that Yuan Futu was still maintaining the movement of drawing the divine pattern, standing there like a stone sculpture, while Lin Youdao didn't even leave the illustrated book, his face was faintly darkened, which was a phenomenon that the divine soul had almost collapsed , and not to mention the exhausted boundary force, his eyes had completely lost their spirit, only a faint breath.

"Master, what's wrong with him?" The man asked with a frown.

The old man said: "The force of the world and the power of the soul are being consumed recklessly, and I am afraid that it is only a hair away from collapse. It can be said that he has become like this before he completed the illustrated book, and he just completed the final with subconsciousness. creation."

"Isn't this a life-threatening struggle... Once it collapses, let alone whether you can practice in the future, even your life will be threatened." The Chujiu Immortal said in surprise.

The old man nodded and said: "But the person who dares to fight with his life is enough to prove that he will be a dazzling new star in the future along the line of the gods. You should first inform the people outside the emperor's mansion, and say that he will stay here to rest. A few days later, Chu Jiu took him to the room to get some recovery elixir."

"Understood." After finishing speaking, everyone went to work on their own.

……

I don't know how long it took before the scattered consciousness gradually gathered in his mind, turning into a gleam of light, leading Yuan Futu back to this world.

Opening his eyes, he saw a strange scene. Yuan Futu realized that he was lying on a very soft bed. The dim light illuminated this not-so-big room. There were no decorations around, and it looked simple and unadorned. , and beside the bed, a wooden rocking chair swayed slowly, with an old man sitting on it.

"you're awake?"

The old man smiled kindly and kindly. Although he was not dressed luxuriously, he looked respectable.

Yuan Futu sat up reluctantly, feeling weak all over, under the inner vision, the power of the world and the power of the soul have been exhausted, so he couldn't help asking: "What place is this?"

"You are still in the Divine Pattern Hall of the Emperor's Mansion, this is my room." The old man's voice was thick and powerful.

"who are you?"

The old man said: "My name is Luo Jiang, and they also call me Luo Jiang Immortal."

"Luojiang Immortal, that four-star divine pattern master?!" Yuan Futu's eyes widened, and then he recalled what happened before, and the fragmented memories were stitched together in an instant, and he asked urgently: "Have I passed the exam?" Examination?"

The Luojiang Immortal was not in a hurry to answer, took out two elixir, and said: "Your consumption of world power and soul power is too reckless in this assessment, so that the string is stretched too full, and it is more difficult to recover than before. , here are two recovery elixir, you should eat it first."

Although he didn't have the type of Daoming elixir, but by looking at its color and smelling its fragrance, he knew that it was much better than Dabu Yuandan. Yuan Futu swallowed it unceremoniously, and said unwillingly: "I remember the When I was drawing the Ninth God Rune, I couldn't hold on any longer, my consciousness was dissipating, and I desperately wanted to finish it, but unfortunately God just refused to give me this chance, so I probably didn't pass it."

Luojiang Immortal asked: "You are very talented in Shenwen. It is said that you were a disciple who ascended from the Ten Thousand Gods Sect more than ten years ago. I want to know where your talent comes from."

Facing this highly respected four-star divine pattern master, Yuan Futu said truthfully: "In the previous world, I did a lot of research on formations, but when I came here, I found that there are many similarities between divine patterns and formations. It is rewarding to practice hard.”

"Sure enough, it's a formation." The Luojiang Immortal laughed and said: "At that time, seeing your superb technique, and the lines you drew were almost perfect and error-free, I guessed that you must have been a powerful formation master in the past , is exactly the same as a friend of mine in the imperial court."

"A friend from the imperial court?" Yuan Futu was curious about this.

Luojiang Immortal said: "Yes, he is called Zhuo Xianren, and he is also an Ascendant. I heard that he said about his own experience. Before Ascension, he was also a very powerful formation master. He also has a name called Rage God." .”

"Wandering God?!" Yuan Futu's head exploded, and then silently chanted Zhuo Xianren a few times, and immediately understood the origin of this person's identity. If the guess is correct, he should be the one who ascended from the Zhuo World to the Earth Immortal World in the past Ancient Aragami.

The world of Yuansheng was destroyed, and the Rage God ascended to the Earth Immortal Realm in order to find the answer. He was supposed to go to the Immortal Realm to settle accounts with the imperial court, but now he would become a turbid immortal working for the imperial court, which is incomprehensible.

Judging from the situation of the Kyushu World at that time, the destruction of the Chaotic World should also be controlled by the imperial court, and the reason for this is very likely that someone has obtained the laws of the Great Thousand World, thereby attracting disaster.

"Do you recognize him? Now he is a very powerful master of the gods in the imperial court." Speaking of this friend, the Luojiang immortal seemed to have a lot of face.

"I don't know." Yuan Futu denied while thinking that if there is a chance in the future, he must go to meet this Zhuoxian.