This Cultivator Has A Dirty Heart

When the white fog dissipated, Chen Luo returned to White Ash Lake again.

At this time, Yang Qinglin not far away, surrounded by more than two meters of white mist, finally dispersed.

At this time, Yang Qinglin's forehead was covered with sweat, his face was pale, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, as if he had just experienced something terrible.

Looking back at Chen Luo, with his leisurely and contented look, the two of them seemed to come from two different worlds.

"This Chen Luo came out so soon? And looking at his expression, why do you feel so different from Senior Brother Yang?"

"Senior Brother Yang looks so bad. Will he be okay?"

The disciples looked at Yang Qinglin's expression with a bit of worry in their eyes.

After all, they all bet on Yang Qinglin.

He looked at Chen Luo again, and the worry in his eyes gradually turned into confusion.

Chen Luo and Yang Qinglin both entered the Heart-Questing Trial.

But one went in for a full two days, and the other only went in for more than ten minutes.

One had a look of horror on his face when he came out, but the other looked as if he was traveling. This contrast made everyone seriously doubt whether they were going to the same trial.

But soon, a Sword Peak disciple began to explain.

"What do you know? The heart-asking test asks about the Tao heart. If the Tao heart is slightly unstable, you might fall into Demon Dao."

"I heard before that a senior brother stayed in the Heart-Questioning Trial for three days and went crazy after he came out."

"Although Senior Brother Yang looks extremely painful, there is nothing strange about him. It means he has survived the Heart-Questioning Trial. If it had been anyone else, he would have gone crazy."

After listening to the explanation of the Sword Peak disciples, everyone looked like they were suddenly enlightened.

"I see, you are indeed Senior Brother Yang."

"Senior Brother Yang has a solid Taoist heart and is a role model for my Ash Star Gate disciples."

"What about Chen Luo?"

Just when everyone was praising Yang Qinglin, Zhao Man couldn't help but ask.

She knew almost nothing about the trial at White Ash Lake except what Chen Luo told her.

The Jianfeng disciple was stunned for a moment and glanced at Chen Luo, who had a normal expression. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

After all, he himself didn't understand the trial at White Ash Lake. What he just said was just to help Senior Brother Yang get out of trouble and not make him look too embarrassed.

As for why Chen Luo is like this, how does he know?

However, in order not to let his face fall to the ground, and also to round up the lie just now, he coughed dryly and continued to make up nonsense.

"Then it's only been about ten minutes since Chen Luo entered. How could the heart-asking trial be so fast?"

"It's probably because the Taoist heart is disordered. During the trial, the ancestor's separated soul felt that there was no need to question his heart, so he kicked him out."

"Otherwise, the sect may have an additional disciple who is possessed by the devil."

When everyone heard this explanation, they all nodded. These words indeed made some sense.

But the next second, they saw the white mist centered on the two people, each forming a cube, trapping the two people inside.

Immediately afterwards, the white mist poured into the two people's bodies, emerged, and transformed into two white mist people who were exactly like them.

"It's the third trial! Self!!"

Anyone with sharp eyes can immediately see what Chen Luo and Yang Qinglin are facing, which is the third trial of White Ash Lake, the self-trial!

Although it was the first time for these people to enter the trial place, it was also the first time to come to White Ash Lake.

But they still know something about the three trials of White Ash Lake.

Three trials, talent, questioning, and self.

The talent test is to practice a roll of martial arts. Depending on the individual, this thing is the most common.

The heart-asking trial is the most mysterious, and everyone is different and sees it differently, so it is also the most difficult for everyone to guess and understand.

The self is the most intuitive test.

It is to use white mist to create a "clone" that is exactly the same as the trialist and fight with him.

If you win, you will pass the trial, if you lose, you will fail completely!

"So, Chen Luo has also passed the Qin Xin..."

The disciples looked at Chen Luo, with only shock in their eyes, and they didn't know what to say.

And that Sword Peak disciple now wants to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

A second ago, he had sworn that Chen Luo would never pass the Heart-Questioning Test, but now he was slapped in the face.

However, everyone did not care about that disciple, because compared to this disciple, everyone obviously cared more about whether they could pass their own trial.

"Self-trial, the most difficult of the three trials, White Ash Lake has existed for thousands of years, and how many of Ash Star Gate's geniuses have been lost here."

"After all, you are creating an exact replica of yourself. If you take the elixir, he will take it, and if you use the Law Treasure, he will follow suit. What can you do? And even the fog man on the opposite side knows the moves, so there is really nothing I can do."

"This time, Senior Brother Yang and Chen Luo will probably lose their lives here, but even so, people can't help but look forward to it."

At this time, the fog man on Yang Qinglin's side held a long sword and took the lead in launching an attack, heading towards him.

Yang Qinglin didn't seem to have recovered from the Heart-Questioning Trial. When he saw the Fog Man coming to kill him, he was immediately frightened.

He quickly took out a small shield from the Universe Bag and injected it with Entering Spirit.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, the fog sword bounced off the shield the moment it hit. At this time, Yang Qinglin also came to his senses, quickly took out the long sword, held the shield in his left hand, and the sword in his right hand to kill the fog man.

Yang Qinglin kept taking action, his long sword approaching Wuren's vitals.

Wu Ren has no face and no expression, but he keeps waving the long sword in his hand, easily blocking Yang Qinglin's attacks. Yang Qinglin even raised his hand several times, but the sword has not inspired you yet, Wu Ren The man's sword had already taken one step ahead, blocking the position where he wanted to attack.

It seemed that from the moment Yang Qinglin raised his hand, he already knew where the sword would fall.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qinglin suddenly turned red with anger.

"asshole!"

He yelled, with a sense of shame and anger at being seen through in his heart. The moves in his hands kept changing, and his speed became faster, but Fog Man could still deal with it easily!

At this time, in another battlefield, Chen Luo was facing away from his fog man, with his hands on his hips, watching the battle between Yang Qinglin and the fog man on the opposite side.

"It seems that this fog man can not only reproduce his strength and Law Treasure, but also the martial arts moves he has learned, and even his attack ideas. It's really scary."

As he said that, Chen Luo squinted his eyes and looked at the fog man behind him. Seeing that he was standing firmly and motionless, he couldn't help but frowned.

"Grandma! I've been so far away from you! Why don't you take action?"