Stars fall and locust trees grow

Damn it! He actually tricked me again!

Li Chi was stunned.

Is this guy still a human being?!

Please leave a way for others to live...

Zeng Muhan gently pushed back his jaw that had almost dropped in shock, raised his eyebrows and said, "I had the same expression when I first learned about this."

But at that time, the master did not gently help him push his chin, but directly slapped him to the ground, and then started a series of devilish training on him.

To be honest, he also felt that his young master's talent was a little too abnormal.

A person's sea of ​​consciousness is often limited, and being able to support dual cultivation is already a rare talent. But it happens that our little master can practice three things: tools, talismans, and pills. This is really a bit too much.

Thinking of Gu Chuanlin's extraordinary talent, Mingyuejian's chief disciple, who had always been selfless and calm, couldn't help but curse in his heart: I hate it!

Seeing his face twitching, Li Chi suddenly smiled awkwardly and patted his chest. "Ahahaha, Senior Brother Zeng, do you think I have the potential to become a pervert, ah no, do I have the potential to become a third-level cultivator?"

"As long as the sea of ​​​​mind is wide enough and the consciousness is strong enough, it is not impossible to achieve the third level of cultivation. But..." Thinking of his body that vomited blood from time to time, Zeng Muhan touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then said lightly: "I think that little junior brother, you... It's most important for you to be happy."

Li Chi snorted and continued to ask curiously: "How powerful is Gu Chuanlin's sea of ​​​​soul and consciousness?"

"How should I put it?" Zeng Muhan made an analogy very calmly: "If the divine sea of ​​an ordinary cultivator is a stream, then that of a dual cultivator is a lake. As for the young master..."

"It should be the sea."

Li Chi's mouth twitched.

"Then he really has a huge capacity..."

Then he suddenly thought of the two retreats Zeng Muhan mentioned, and felt a little confused: "I remember that pervert Gu Chuanlin was either in retreat or on his way to retreat. Where did he find the time to learn those messy things?"

"This is the power of the clan emblem." Zeng Muhan did not hide his envy in his words.

"During the first retreat of the young master, he mastered the power of the clan emblem. After he came out of retreat, he spent all day in the library. In just half a year, he had read through all the books. Later, when he retreated again, he used the power of the clan emblem to control his consciousness while slowly comprehending the knowledge."

"Ah ha? That guy couldn't finish reading a book of sect ancestral precepts in half a month, how come a book collection pavilion can remember all of them in half a year?"

Zeng Muhan coughed twice and looked up at the sky, "Perhaps, Little Master also has things that he is not good at..."

Li Chi curled his lips and came to the final conclusion: Gu Chuanlin is a real dog.

......

A quarter of an hour later, the formation competition finally began.

The nineteen disciples who passed the talisman test were arranged in an orderly manner in the center of the square, with a certain distance between each person.

At Elder Hu Tian's command, the disciples immediately started to make hand gestures like mad dogs.

After all, there is a certain time limit for setting up the formation.

Elder Hu Tian continued his simple, rough and terrifying style from the previous match, kicking without mercy every time.

Those who make the wrong gestures will be kicked out! Those who are too slow will be kicked out!

"Why can't you use your pig brains?"

"It's harder to make a gesture than to eat shit!"

"Why did I teach you bunch of rubbish?!"

Seeing his fellow apprentice making witty remarks, Elder Shang Ming touched the back of his head awkwardly: "Rude, really rude, ahahaha..."

A few seconds later, one almost transparent circular protective shield after another lit up on the field.

However, these protective shields were also strong and weak, thin and thick. One was so weak that it even disappeared after just two flashes.

The disciple was so frightened that his face turned pale. He knelt on the ground and trembled like a sieve.

"You useless thing!" As expected, another flying kick came, late but arriving.

Hu Tian angrily swung his sleeves, then lowered his own realm and swept a pressure equivalent to the third level of Xuan Gu Realm directly to the center of the square. Those disciples immediately used their luck to try to strengthen their protection, but the protective shields on their bodies began to shatter "bang bang" without exception, as fragile as thin ice on the lake.

Among them, the longest resistance time was only a dozen seconds.

Seeing this, Li Chi whispered to Zeng Muhan, "In this situation, whoever persists the longest will be the final winner?"

Zeng Muhan nodded. "Normally, that's the case. But..."

He used his eyes to signal Li Chi to look at the stage, "I see that Elder Hu Tian's face seems to be a little green!"

Elder Hu Tian was indeed in a bad mood at the moment.

He and Elder Shang Ming were banished to Jiangzhou by the sect leader to manage a small branch because they were not tactful enough.

I had originally thought that I could use the inner sect selection held once every ten years to train a few good disciples to bring honor to myself, but now, I have lost all my face to Mingyuejian.

"Since you can't withstand the pressure from people of the same realm, then, we will conduct another round of formation assessment!"

Contestants: ......

Disciples in the audience: Ah... It's so scary... Mother, I want to go home...

Li Chi sighed upon seeing this: "Talismans and formations look really difficult..."

Zeng Muhan smiled and said, "Talisman and Alchemy practitioners have very high requirements for spiritual awareness, so the majority of people in the Spirit Realm are instrument practitioners, and there are very few talisman and alchemy practitioners. Although these disciples failed, compared with instrument practitioners at the same level, their spiritual awareness is much stronger, but they just need to practice more in terms of technique."

The additional test on the formation is the soul-hiding formation, which is slightly more difficult than the protective shield. This formation is usually used to conceal one's own spiritual energy.

After the competition just now, there are only ten people left on the field.

This time the additional test did not place too many requirements on the time for setting up the formation, so the disciples were finally no longer as nervous as chickens waiting to be slaughtered as they were in the previous round.

Fingering, flipping, changing, every movement becomes steady and visible to the naked eye.

Finally, after dozens of seconds, four disciples successfully set up the Hidden Spirit Formation.

Elder Hu Tian's expression finally stopped being as icy as before.

"The talisman cultivation competition is over. The ones who passed..." Hu Tian paused, "Wu Li and She Jing."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples let out a long sigh.

This depressing and tense atmosphere finally came to an end.

At this moment, an inopportune voice suddenly appeared.

The one who spoke was a young male cultivator.

"I suddenly realized that our Elder Hu Tian is a good man!"

Someone immediately agreed: "If he shaved his beard, he would still be a handsome uncle."

A talisman practitioner clenched his fist and said, "If Elder Hu Tian can be as elegant and refined as Master Gu, I swear to learn from him..."

He thought for a moment and added, "As long as you don't die from learning, then learn until you die."

Elder Hu Tian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but Elder Shang Ming at the side was so excited that he almost fell off his chair.

You little bastards! That's what you said.

Tomorrow I will let you see what the most handsome man in the 29th Mountain is.