The perfect world in the eyes of double pupils

Chapter 54 Ancient Family
Shi Yi stopped and did not immediately move towards the gate of Butian Pavilion.

The reason was simple: more than a dozen young creatures were eager to try and walked out of the crowd.

A young human boy dressed in crimson and animal skins walked in front and naturally took the lead in breaking through the level.

According to the regulations of the Butian Pavilion, during the period of abnormal disciple recruitment, as long as one can step through the mountain gate with both feet, he or she will be qualified and can be admitted to the ancient pure land to practice there.

At this moment, the elder from the Butian Pavilion who was in charge of guarding the mountain gate was sitting cross-legged on a large bluestone nearby, motionless, with his eyes closed, resting.

Sensing a new challenger approaching, he slowly opened his eyes, took a quick look, then lost interest and turned to look at the crowd in the distance.

Suddenly, his gaze stopped on a young man with extraordinary temperament, and a hint of surprise appeared in the depths of his eyes. Then he shifted his gaze to Shi Yi. After realizing that Shi Yi was not an ordinary person, the old man couldn't help but nodded secretly.

He did not forcibly break Shi Yi's concealment method and see his true face, because if Shi Yi really came from a top force in Xuanyu as the rumors said, then doing so would undoubtedly offend the other party, which would not be worth the loss.

"Finally, two interesting little guys came today." The old man said to himself.

Since he took charge of the gate of Butian Pavilion, very few people have passed the test, and there has not been a single one in the past three months. Today alone, he has "persuaded" dozens of people to retreat.

The difficulty of the levels has always remained the same. Each stage has corresponding standards. The old man will adjust according to the age, level and potential of the challenger. Whether or not to pass it depends entirely on the challenger's own strength and potential.

"Yanlong from the Yan tribe is in the late stage of moving blood and wants to enter the Butian Pavilion." The young man who appeared first said briefly to explain his origins.

"The Yan tribe? I haven't heard much about it. It's probably just a small or medium-sized tribe." Someone in the crowd whispered.

There are dozens or even hundreds of "prodigies" from small and medium-sized tribes like this who come here every day to challenge.

In their own tribes, they may be rare geniuses in cultivation that appear once in a hundred or a thousand years, but in the ancient Pure Land Bu Tian Pavilion, they are almost at the bottom of the list and can hardly achieve anything.

Sure enough, the young man from the Yan tribe couldn't bear the pressure before he had even walked halfway and fell to his knees. Having failed like this, he could only sigh with his head down and drag his tired body away.

On the large bluestone, the old man's expression remained unchanged, as calm as a still pond. He had seen such scenes too many times.

"Floating Gold Tribe..."

Another challenger appeared, and like the young man from the Yan tribe, he had not even reached halfway.

Next, more than a dozen people who tried to challenge the level ended up in failure.

The remaining creatures who were still watching all looked unhappy. The two mountain gates seemed not far away, but very close, but in fact they were like a chasm that stood in their way, making people despair.

Although they can choose to wait until the Butian Pavilion recruits disciples before trying again, the requirements for passing the level will be lower at that time, but this means they have to wait for a long time.

Who wouldn't want to join the Pure Land as soon as possible, acquire resources, and soar to the sky? But the reality is so cruel.

For three whole months, no one passed the test.

Just as the scene fell silent, a young man in a purple Taoist robe walked over. He was about ten years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and an extraordinary temperament. He was the creature that had slightly surprised the old man just now.

"My name is Dianfeng, Qidongtian."

The young man spoke, revealing his name and realm. The old man on the bluestone nodded slightly, responding to the challenger for the first time. It was obvious that he valued this young man named "Dian Feng" very much.

"Ancient family, the Electric Clan?"

Under the mask, Shi Yi understood the origin of the young man in purple.

According to the records in some ancient books in the King Wu's Palace, in the Wilderness, and even in the eight regions of the Lower Realm, Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning are the most primitive human surnames. They were once extremely glorious and dominated in ancient times.

In that ancient era, the four natural phenomena represented the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of several ancient ethnic groups and were considered taboos.

There is even a theory that the current Stone Clan of the Stone Kingdom, the Fire Clan of the Fire Kingdom, etc. are all branches of the four ancient clans.

Shi Yi naturally scoffed at this statement. The true origins of the Stone Clan and the Fire Clan can be traced back to the Immortal King Clan. The four clans of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning simply rose up in a certain period of time and ruled the lower realm.

The young man named Dian Feng was far superior to those creatures who had failed to break through before in terms of realm, potential, and strength. He showed the composure that a disciple of an ancient family should have.

On the way to pass the level, even though the journey was halfway through, Dian Feng remained calm, without any fluctuations on his body, and he reached the second half relying solely on pure physical strength.

Finally, he felt the pressure in the second half. The energy of his blood surged throughout his body, and blazing lightning burst out from the divine light of his blood. He seemed to have become the incarnation of thunder and lightning. With an extremely tough attitude, he carried the terrifying pressure and crossed the mountain gate of the Butian Pavilion.

"I've passed the test! The disciples of the ancient Dian family are indeed extraordinary."

There were exclamations from the crowd. This was the only young creature in the past three months who passed the test of the Butian Pavilion and was qualified to join the Butian Pavilion. Naturally, this caused a sensation.

Many people showed envy and desire, but soon they shook their heads and sighed. Those were disciples of an ancient family, among the top in the entire wilderness. Compared with them, they were just weeds on the roadside.

"good."

The elder from Butian Pavilion nodded with satisfaction, expressing his approval of Dian Feng's strength.

The latter bowed to the old man, then looked towards Shi Yi.

Although there were many people outside the mountain gate, only a few of them could enter the eyes of Dianfeng, and there was only Shi Yi.

He had heard rumors about Shi Yi, the descendant of the Yin Yang Sect from Xuanyu...

Among all this information, Dian Feng only believed that Shi Yi was from Xuanyu, because this was what Shi Yi said himself.

As for the other information, he knew clearly that there was no Yin Yang Sect in Xuanyu at all, and it sounded like it was fabricated.

Now, Dian Feng just wanted to see what kind of abilities this genius from Xuanyu had and whether he was worth making friends with.

Not only him, but everyone including the elders of Butian Pavilion were paying attention to Shi Yi, and they all wanted to see the strength of the genius of Xuanyu.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Shi Yi took the first step.

He was wearing a black and white Taoist robe and a Tai Chi pattern mask on his face that fit the shape of a human face but had no holes. He looked weird and mysterious.

(End of this chapter)