The System Takes Me to Practice

"Oh?"

The sloppy old man Duan Yiming became interested, and his eyes swept towards the center of Xining Island.

"Um, senior, can you let me go?"

The young monk finally reacted, not daring to be presumptuous in front of Duan Yiming.

"When is the next tide?"

Duan Yiming is inhumane.

"About three or four days later."

"Oh."

Duan Yiming loosened the young monk's wrist, turned and walked towards Xining Island.

The young monk flew away in a hurry.

"Look, that smelly old man has passed by, who is he?"

"Smelly old man?"

An outside disciple of the Alchemists' Union looked at Duan Yiming curiously.

"I remember now, he seems to be the Outer Sect elder of Taixu Sect-third-level rune master Duan Yiming!"

"What? He is the third-level array mage who was rumored to come over to check not long ago?"

The outer disciple of the Pharmacist's Guild was not loud, but the strong people above the Jin Dan stage who were present at the scene heard all of them, and they were all shocked.

The young monk who had previously been grabbed by Duan Yiming's wrist beat his chest and his feet. Very regretful, regretted not having a good relationship with Duan Yiming, because he is a casual cultivator with no discipline.

Duan Yiming arrived in front of the formation, leaning out his spiritual sense and sensing it carefully.

Suddenly, Duan Yiming opened his eyes, and an invisible fluctuation that only a powerful array mage could perceive appeared within the coverage of his divine consciousness.

A powerful array mage can not only look at his level.

In the world of cultivating immortals, array mages are extremely rare, mainly because they want to get started and not only rely on resources, but also their talent.

According to incomplete statistics, the highest-level formation mage in the Wuyuan Continent is also the leader of the Taixu Sect—Zhang Qiling, a fifth-level formation mage and a fourth-level rune master.

Duan Yiming set up a hidden defensive array at hand, and then directly sat down on the spot, cheered up, and used his divine sense to search for the source of the invisible fluctuation.

Hum!

The space trembled for a while, and the completely invisible formation revealed a slight edge at this moment.

Some people who watched Duan Yiming noticed something unusual.

Hum!

The space trembled again.

This time, everyone saw that a translucent array barrier appeared occasionally.

"What's the matter? How can there be a formation in the middle? I obviously explored it there."

"Could it be that there is a magic weapon in it? Or is it the tomb of a fairy?"

I don't know who said it, everyone was instantly excited and couldn't help thinking of rushing over.

Inside the trial space.

Yang Fan is playing chess with the old man Qi Ling.

The things that have never appeared in the world of cultivating immortals have aroused the keen interest of the old man of spirits who had been born for thousands of years.

In less than two days, Yang Fan almost finished everything he could play on Earth.

Billiards, football, table tennis...

Poker, Mahjong...

"General!"

The old man Qi Ling came with an afterthought, he only needed one step to jump the horse to the elephant's foot, and then a two-way general would be ushered in, and Yang Fan would undoubtedly lose this game.

"I lost."

Yang Fan had to serve the talents of the old man chess, and after only five or six hours of learning, he had already defeated him.

At this moment, the old man Qi Ling frowned suddenly.

"Someone has already started the trial formation."

"Oh? So, can I go out?"

Yang Fan got up, stretched his muscles and bones, said.

The old man Qi Ling nodded.

Trial outside the formation.

Duan Yiming focused his attention, his hands kept changing gestures, and finally hit a magic trick.

boom!

The formation is completely current.

Inside the formation, there is a stone gate, which is connected to the central island.

Huh!

The spirit of old man Qi Ling appeared in the formation.

"Anyone under the age of three thousand years old, if you want to worship my Immortal Wuzong, you need to undergo the three-level test. Those who fail will die!

"Now, if you want to come to the trial, please line up, and ten will come in a group for the trial."

The old man Qi Ling's voice was not loud, but it was clear to everyone's ears.

Everyone looked at each other.

There was silence for about ten seconds, all monks under the age of three thousand, whether they were old or young, rushed towards the stone gate in the formation as if they were good.

Seeing this, the old man Qi Ling waved his hand and the formation was removed, leaving only part of the island and Shimen protected.

"If ten people are full, start the trial first."

"Wang Yuan, age, one thousand and four hundred years old, Yuan Ying is complete. Passed, sixty minutes."

"A lot, eight hundred years old, sixty-five points in the late stage of infant change."

"Mountain thousand, age, five hundred years old, golden core is perfect, seventy points."

The closed eyes of the old Qi Ling who watched by the side finally opened during the Shan Yiqian test, but closed again immediately.

Yang Fan nodded, a casual cultivator, who can achieve such an achievement at the age of five hundred, is not much in the world of immortality.

However, compared with the cultivators on earth, Yang Fan felt like a dreadful one.

This inadvertently made Yang Fan feel that the earth had once been brilliant, and even immortals had appeared.

Even the characters in those myths are real.

"You are all pretty good, and even the worst can hit 50 points, but you have to prepare for the next two days, it is very difficult."

The ten people were startled and looked a little ugly.

Outside Shimen, the figure formed by the old man Qi Ling's Can Nian received the message from his body.

"The second group of ten people prepare."

When everyone heard it, the ten people in the front entered Shimen with joy.

"The second level is difficult to say, but it's actually very simple. The main thing is to see if your spiritual consciousness is strong."

Ten people in the first group whispered.

"Read five million books in three months and write down all of them silently."

"what?!!"

"How can it be possible to record five million books in three months?"

"Crazy, crazy, I must have been in a cage built by some lunatic. I'm going out, I won't try."

A cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul with the lowest score broke in his heart and shouted.

Huh!

The old man Qi Ling flicked his fingers, and a golden light flashed quickly.

In an instant, the monk's voice in the middle Yuan Ying stopped abruptly.

Yang Fan and the other nine people turned their heads to look, and the nine people trembled.

"Dead...dead, but with a flick of his finger, Zheng Bing was killed by a spike."

"The three months I'm talking about are outside time, and the flow of time inside is different. Now, who doesn't want to continue the trial?"

The old man Qi Ling glanced at the nine people.

The nine dared not look directly.

"Choose a secret room by yourself, remember, you only have three months."

As the old man Qi Ling finished speaking, the surrounding scenes instantly turned into neatly arranged secret rooms. Every secret room is guarded by an array.

Unless the old man Qi Ling agrees, he will not be able to enter the secret room even if he forces in during the Mahayana period.

Soon, the ten people in the second group also came to the second level.

The old man Qi Ling repeated his old tricks, and Yang Fan hid it to watch.

Soon, a day passed. Inside the formation and outside Shimen, the long line had disappeared, only a few young monks who came later.

Outside the formation, it is not only the old man with white beard and hair, or the strong man who is over three thousand years old, watching everything in the formation. Among them was Duan Yiming, the sloppy old man who started the formation, but he also failed to enter.

Hum!

Suddenly, the space trembled, more than the movement when Duan Yiming opened the trial formation.

Everyone looked at.

A red and blue bird appeared as big as a palm.

Before everyone could react, a figure in a golden dragon robe wearing a five-clawed dragon appeared right after the little bird.

Everyone was a little shocked.

However, just as everyone guessed who this person and bird were, another figure appeared.

A rickety old man appeared out of thin air 100 meters above the ground.

Even the space hasn't changed a bit, as if the old man was already there.

Behind the old man, carrying a cauldron and looking carefully, he discovered that it was a tortoise shell.