Divine Doctor Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 481 Introductory Ceremony (5)

The cultivation base of the first level is not involved in the usual introductory ceremony, because it is too simple and has no standard.

However, today is different. This level of cultivation seems simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult. The changing weather, the rolling dark clouds, and the roaring wind around will all become obstacles. The illusion of this setting happens to be The big taboo of cultivation base test.

If you are not careful, it is very likely that you will fail in the first level. Think about it, if you can't even measure your cultivation, is there any point in the next few levels?

At that time, Murong Xu will become the laughing stock of the entire Zidian Palace, and become the first person in history whose cultivation cannot be measured.

Elder Zi frowned, looked at His Royal Highness in the main seat, saw that his face was unchanged, and sighed in his heart, it seemed that His Royal Highness had acquiesced, and thought that Mo Zhu would restrain himself a little when His Royal Highness came in person. Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

When Murong Xu walked onto the stage, he felt a strong wind blowing. He couldn't stand upright, his body wobbled, and it became extremely difficult to even move forward.

Seeing her in distress on the stage, the audience burst into laughter. Everyone had different expressions, but they all gloated in unison, as if they were watching a joke.

Murong Xu's expression was calm, and he turned a deaf ear to the laughter from the audience, and just gave Zi Lao a comforting look.

Elder Zi in the audience couldn't help but smile wryly, shouldn't she be the one who should comfort this girl?The old man was a little worried, but he still had full confidence in her. He didn't think the girl would be knocked down.

Another strong wind hit, Murong Xu's body suddenly jumped forward, taking advantage of the wind force to take a few strides forward, but in the eyes of everyone, he couldn't bear the blow of the wind force, as if he was about to be blown away.

Not surprisingly, the laughter in the audience was several times louder than before, and many people shouted arrogantly for her to get off.

Just when everyone thought that Murong Xu would be blown off the stage by the strong wind, his wobbly body suddenly stopped, and he stood firmly in front of the table with black rough stones.

The strong wind was still howling, and the dark clouds continued to roll, but she remained motionless, standing firmly, and stretched out her hand towards the brown rough stone on the stage.

It couldn't be easier to pull a thousand catties into a thousand catty pendant. Murong Xu just didn't recover from it at the beginning. This level may be difficult for others, but for her, it is really not a challenge.

Everyone was dumbfounded and stared at the table in astonishment. The expected result never came, but Murong Xu easily held the rough stone in his hand.

This is simply horrifying, the contrast between before and after is so great that it makes people stunned, and even wonders if the scene they saw before is a hallucination?

Well, they were already in the hallucination, and it didn't matter if there was more.

Holding the original stone, it was extremely cold, Murong Xu directly stimulated the boundary force, and instantly countless resistances rushed over, squeezing towards the whole body, and the little boundary force that had just been condensed in the body dissipated instantly.

Murong Xu raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips were playful. It turns out that the wind force has such effects.

The power of the soul was running, and a faint golden color covered the surface of the boundary force. With a snort, majestic energy poured out.

The cyan light surged, enveloping Murong Xu completely in the cyan light. The gust of wind that was still blowing around him stopped strangely. If you look closely, you will find that the faint golden color has completely absorbed the wind. Where is it? Are there any traces left?

(End of this chapter)