Immortal Girl from Nowhere

Finally, there is a ray of light in front, and the numbness of Changxing suddenly brightens. He staggers and stands up with the wall of the cave. After a few steps, he suddenly sees a big cave, in which a peach blossom is blooming.

"Found it!" As soon as Changxing's eyes brightened, he quickly stepped forward and picked off a flower. The cave in front of him began to collapse and the sky began to whirl. Changxing was calm after his last experience. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was already on a square. Not far away, there was a grand hall. Changxing fixed his eyes on the plaque, which said "Qingyue hall".

Long star looked at the sky, in the heart of the secret way, I don't know how much time to boil inside, didn't expect to be outside even half an hour, this is the main door! This kind of skill, not to mention the precision of the array, even the Lingshi is not affordable by ordinary people.

Changxing's injuries have disappeared long ago, but her fatigue hasn't gone away, and her dress is still clean. She doesn't know where her shoes are. She is standing barefoot at this time. Fortunately, when she goes out, grandma and little bird are well prepared. Changxing takes out a pair of embroidered shoes from her storage bag and puts them on.

"Congratulations on entering the third level, take a break, and then carry out the examination of the third level."

There are many people in the square, looking tired and depressed. It seems that these two passes are not easy. Changxing looks at them one by one. Only a few people have seen them before entering the light curtain, but most of them have no impression at all. It seems that the assessment should be divided into many venues. At this time, after passing the first two passes, the number of people is sharply reduced and they are integrated in one place.

At this time, several people appeared in the empty space in front of the hall. They were all ragged and nervous. One of them was particularly embarrassed. Changxing looked carefully and found that it was the man who asked the question before the examination started. He stood out in the crowd. His head and face were all black and gray, most of his hair and eyebrows were burned, and he could hardly use his clothes To describe it, the man stood still in a daze and looked at him with a look of embarrassment on his face. He looked down and said, "what are you looking at, what are you looking at? I'm in a hurry

The crowd burst into laughter, but the man himself couldn't help laughing. He took a suit of clothes from the storage bag and put them on his body in a hurry. He said with a smile, "what's good to see? Just look at yourself..." And it made everyone laugh.

Changxing also laughed and found a secluded place to sit on the ground and close his eyes.

However, two quarters of an hour later, Mr. Chu's voice came again: "congratulations on entering the third level of assessment. After the first two passes, it can be said that everyone has the qualification to be a disciple outside Zixia gate. The third pass is assessed by immortal Jindan himself. Everyone goes into the main hall in a row of ten, and then do it according to the requirements of immortal Jindan. "

The crowd immediately responded, but after a while, they lined up and entered the "Qingyue hall" in turn.

When Chang Xing was queuing up, he found that the number of nuns was very small, less than 30% of the total number. After thinking about the curtain hat on his head, Chang Xing hesitated for a moment, took off the curtain hat and put it into the storage bag. This curtain cap is still useful in the mortal world, but it is useless in the Zixia gate full of friars. On the contrary, it is very striking in the crowd.

But a cup of tea Kung Fu, long star with the people into the main hall.

The hall is very wide. The ground is paved with Lingyu. People walk on it as if they are walking in waves. Their reflection is clear. When they look up, they see a dense number of Dougong. Between each Dougong, there are fist sized jades, emitting a dim light, just like stars. At first glance, they seem to be under the starry sky. It is the first time for Changxing to see this kind of stone. It reminds us of a kind of stone recorded in Lingshi Jing The stone that can emit light and look like a star is called xingyueshi. It's probably this stone. There is no other big use for xingyueshi. It's mainly used for lighting and decoration. However, this kind of stone is rarely produced. It's expensive. Changxing is speechless. The xingyueshi in this room needs a lot of spirit stones!

Changxing has excellent eyesight. At a glance, he can see that the real person Qingyang is sitting in the middle of the hall. On his left, there is an old friar. The nephew of Master Chu is standing behind the old friar. On his right, there is also a young man. If you look carefully, you can not only praise him secretly!

Looking at the man in his early twenties, he was very handsome, and his eyes were cold and distant. He was sitting there, but it made people feel that he was so far away from the world, just like Langyue overlooking the earth. He was so gorgeous that people were ashamed to look directly at him. Changxing thought to himself, and a man in purple, who looked like a God, appeared in his mind I'm afraid only that person can match it.

Changxing only looked at him for a moment, then he took back his sight and could sit with the friar of the golden elixir. His accomplishments were also a golden elixir. It was very rude to look at a friar of the golden elixir in this way. The man in purple reappeared in his mind. He sighed from the bottom of his heart. He was among the golden elixirs when he was young. Is it easier for a good-looking man to practice than others? Long star subconsciously touched the scar on his face, I'm afraid to be more difficult.

For a moment, the elder monk Lang said, "younger martial brother Qingyang, younger martial brother Qingfeng, how about changing the test method for these 100 people?"

Master Qingyang said with a smile: "brother Chu is right. It's right. It's not too simple to change the pattern. What do you think, younger martial brother Gu?" Real Qingyang looks to the right with a smile.The young man on the right, with his eyes slightly down, seemed to be thinking about something. Hearing the words, he only said faintly: "it's all decided by the two elder martial brothers. Qingfeng has no opinion."

Changxing is surprised. He calls himself Qingfeng? It's Gu. Isn't it Chang Lei's master? Then he nodded his head secretly, but his figure and appearance were worthy of the reputation of "Zixia Qingfeng". But as soon as I think of him as Chang Lei's master, Chang Xing suddenly feels the coldness and arrogance of "Zixia breeze". It's true that there must be a master for every apprentice!

The old friar surnamed Chu laughed and said, "since the two younger martial brothers have no opinions, let me sell an old one and get a new one this time."

Both Qingyang Zhenren and Gu Qingfeng bowed to give a Taoist ceremony. After Chu Zhenren returned, he faced the hall and said with a smile, "you have entered different dreamlands before, and your experiences are also different. The first two levels are nothing but a test of your determination and perseverance."

Before the words came down, all the people in the hall looked suddenly and nodded.

"It's not only strength and tenacity that can achieve the goal of cultivating immortals. Gongfa, Dan Yao, magic weapons, magic arts, savvy, and even spirit beasts all have a lot of factors, which can't be taught one by one. But today, I'd like to test your mastery of spirit."

Then, as soon as he stretched out his right hand, a peach appeared in his palm. The shape of the peach was vivid, the color was emerald green, and the veins on the petals were clear, as if the fragrance of the flower would come from a breeze. When people were sighing, the peach suddenly atomized, and then the fog faded, and a colorful peach appeared in his palm, fluttering its wings As soon as the bird flies away, it will disappear in mid air...

only people in the hall can understand that the peach blossom and the bird are transformed by Chu Zhenren's spiritual power. Suddenly, whispers are heard all the time.

With a smile, Qingyang praised: "elder martial brother Chu has a clever mind, but is it too difficult?"

Chu Zhenren laughed, waved his hand, collected his spiritual power, automatically filtered the second half of the sentence, and said, "younger martial brother Qingyang is too worried. It's just a small skill." Then he turned to all the people in the hall and said, "you, imitate me and use your spiritual power to transform me..." Chu Zhenren thought a little, pointed to the lotus pond outside the main hall, and then said, "just sleep in the lotus, and strive to have the form and spirit. Whoever does well will pass."

All the people in the hall burst the pot.

"It's too hard, isn't it?"

"I only have four levels of refining. How can I do that?"

"Yes, we are only in the gas refining period. How can we have enough spiritual power?"

“……”

Without interrupting the discussion, Gu Chengtian sat quietly in his chair, his eyes indifferent, as if he didn't hear it. Qingyang real person a smooth short beard, but look on. Only Chu Zhenren, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, put on a look of watching a good play and said nothing. Chang Xing thought that it would be appropriate for him to have another cup of tea. As soon as his thought came to an end, Chu Zhenren went into his sleeve and Chang Xing said in secret: is it difficult for me to get it right?

Chu Zhenren took out a plate of melon seeds, three color candied fruit and a plate of fruit from his sleeve. Then he stopped and asked the other two with a smile: "two younger martial brothers, it's hard. Come on, eat melon seeds and fruit. It's a good play."

As the sound gradually dropped, people began to experiment. Changxing thinks about it a little and thinks about its joints. If he doesn't start the experiment for a long time, his spiritual power is limited. If he tries at this time, he will spend his spiritual power, but it will not be good for a while. Changxing thinks about the feeling of manipulating spiritual power over and over again when practicing magic. In fact, it is very interlinked with this real person's illusion of all things.

For example, there is a mosquito on the wall. If you use fireball to eliminate the mosquito, you should not hurt the wall, so you can only control the aura just right. When Changxing began to practice, the fireball often changed from big to small. After two years of practice, you can change the size of the basin, the mouth of the bowl, the size of the egg and the size of the coin at will. It's not hard to do, but how many people are willing to waste their energy on it?

Of course, the more powerful the magic is, the better. It's not the more subtle the better. When fighting and killing people, you can't control the magic. Do you want to kill him by nine or eight points? Or what's the difference between hitting the head and hitting the chest? So monks seldom practice this.

"Well, now! A group of ten come forward to have a look! " I've had enough of Chu Zhenren's good play. With a wave of his hand, he announced.

The monks were busy and focused on coping.

The first row of ten people, perhaps nervous, half a day only one person barely condensed a lotus. When the time came, they all stood on the hall with their heads down.

Chu Zhenren took a look at his nephew. He hurriedly stepped forward and announced, "those who have finished, first exit the hall and wait in the square outside the hall. Your cumulative score will appear on the number plate, and the result will be issued by the disciples."