Shenwu Yutianlei

In that quiet place, drops of crystal clear spiritual rain, like sweet dew, slowly fell from the sky.

The young men who were sitting cross-legged on the ground were concentrating on feeling the nourishment of the spiritual rain. Their bodies were like hungry sponges, greedily absorbing every drop of the spiritual rain.

Gradually, under the infiltration of the spiritual rain, the auras of these young men began to fluctuate slightly and wonderfully. The fluctuations of their auras were like a breeze blowing across a calm lake, creating ripples, or like seeds buried deep underground quietly sprouting the power of life, as if foreshadowing that they were about to usher in a new transformation and growth.

Huo Jingtian stood majestically in the air, his figure was as tall and straight as a towering mountain, intimidating. He slowly released his spiritual sense, which was like an invisible net that quickly covered all the teenagers in the room. Every move and breath of every teenager was covered by his spiritual sense, leaving nothing unseen.

However, as the spiritual rain continued to fall, Huo Jingtian's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his face revealed deep disappointment and worry. In his eagle-like sharp eyes, a trace of doubt and confusion flashed across his mind, and he thought to himself: "Is there no good seedling? Isn't there any one of these young people who can make me shine?"

Behind the towering platform, the patriarchs of the four major families and the city lord Zheng Kai were gathered together, communicating in low voices.

"Oh, you are worthy of being a great cultivator in the Golden Core Realm! Just this magical power of Lingyu is enough to make people feel unattainable!" The head of the Chen family said with emotion, his eyes full of admiration and envy.

"That's indeed the case! And look at the richness of the spiritual energy in this spiritual rain. It's probably not much inferior to a low-grade first-rank spiritual vein." The Zhao family patriarch also echoed, his eyes fixed on the spiritual rain that was falling like silk threads, his heart full of amazement.

At this time, Shen Jingyuan also opened up the conversation at the right time. His voice was steady and powerful: "It is indeed a brilliant method to use this kind of spiritual rain covering a large area to test the qualifications of a group of young people. If those who are gifted are naturally born with an affinity with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is as simple and natural to them as eating and drinking water. Coupled with the fall of this spiritual rain, those young people with outstanding talents can easily break through the bottleneck and break through the current shackles."

City Lord Zheng Kai also provided some gossips on the side, with a hint of mystery in his voice: "Yes, and according to the information I have obtained, when the Royal Academy was first established, in order to recruit more students, it also tested the talents of a group of young people in Liuyun City in the same way. Among them, there was a young man from a poor family, who was originally just an ordinary second-level Qi training realm. But under the watering of the spiritual rain, in just a short period of time, he broke through to the ninth level of the Qi training realm. He was called a rare genius in the Liuyun Empire in a thousand years, and was accepted as a closed disciple by the dean of the Royal Academy on the spot."

Their conversations echoed softly on the stage, interweaving with the falling spiritual rain, as if forming a wonderful and mysterious picture. And the young people below the stage, under the baptism of this spiritual rain, each of them held their dreams and expectations, waiting for the test of fate.

Huo Jingtian stood upright in the air, his brows tightly furrowed, his thick eyebrows seemed to be twisted together, and the frown became deeper and deeper, almost twisted into a knot. His originally calm and indifferent face was now filled with deep disappointment, as if a dark cloud was covering his face, making his expression look particularly solemn.

As time passed quietly, every minute and every second seemed so long. Half an hour had passed unknowingly. However, in this vast field, among the tens of thousands of young people, only a few hundred showed some signs of breakthrough. Although these young people had some changes under the nourishment of the spiritual rain, the degree of this breakthrough was really minimal, far from what Huo Jingtian expected in his heart, which made him feel extremely lost and melancholy.

These young men who had made some breakthroughs under the influence of the spiritual rain, although their auras showed obvious fluctuations, but upon careful observation, it was found that most of them only raised their cultivation by one level. Among these many young men who showed signs of breakthroughs, only a few dozen showed more outstanding performances. They broke through two levels of cultivation in succession, which was more outstanding than others. However, even the performance of these few dozen people was still far from the expectations that Huo Jingtian had in his heart.

According to Huo Jingtian's original expectation, under the full nourishment of this spiritual rain, if a young man could show extremely amazing potential and break through the fifth level of cultivation in succession, he would not hesitate to accept him as his disciple on the spot, and then bring him back to the Royal Academy to give him the most careful training and teaching, so that he can grow rapidly on the path of cultivation and eventually inherit his mantle.

If a young man can break through the fourth level of cultivation under the influence of spiritual rain, although it is slightly inferior to breaking through the fifth level, it also shows good talent and potential. Then he will also give him admission to the Royal Academy, allowing him the opportunity to continue his studies on the vast stage of the Royal Academy and start a new journey of cultivation.

As for those young men whose cultivation had only broken through to the third level or below, he did not have too many special ideas.

Under the nourishment of the spiritual rain, those young men who were able to break through the third level of cultivation one after another might be considered good geniuses within the Liucheng area. Any family that had such children could guarantee that their family would have a place in Liucheng in the next hundred years.

However, if they are considered at the level of the Royal Academy, they can only be described as ordinary as can be.

You know, the Royal Academy's enrollment this time is open to the nine counties and eighteen cities under the entire Liuyun Empire.

With such a huge population base, hundreds of millions of people living there, there may not be many geniuses with top talents, but the number of second-rate geniuses is still considerable.

Huo Jingtian stood quietly in the air, his brows slightly relaxed, and he began to think carefully about the situation in front of him. He recalled those teenagers who had only broken through the first or second level of cultivation under the spiritual rain, and thought of the few teenagers who broke through the second level or more, and he couldn't help feeling a little helpless and lost.

After a moment, Huo Jingtian seemed to have suddenly figured something out. A relieved smile appeared on his face, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Haha, alas, it's me who is too persistent. How can there be so many so-called geniuses in this world? Even if there really are geniuses, they would have been discovered long ago by some powerful and powerful people and accepted as their personal disciples. It's not easy to find a genius in this vast sea of ​​people. Things in this world are often like this. You can only encounter them but not seek them. Just go with the flow."

Thinking of this, Huo Jingtian waved his hand to collect the spiritual rain, and his figure fell back onto the platform again.