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Among the crowd, there was a young monk named Erhu. He was tall and strong, with a simple and honest face, and an unyielding light in his eyes.

Erhu has had an almost obsessive pursuit of power since he was a child. He longs to become a strong man in the world of cultivation and protect the justice and peace in his heart.

However, as time went on, this pursuit gradually distorted into a blind worship of power, and evil thoughts quietly grew in his heart.

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At the hour of You, the setting sun is as red as blood, casting mottled light and shadows, covering this holy place of cultivation with a layer of mysterious golden gauze.

Today is the academy's once-in-a-century trial conference. Monks from all walks of life gather together, ready to demonstrate their skills and talents.

Sect Master Chen Xuan, the leader of Lingshan Academy, stood on the high platform. His voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the square: "Next, please welcome the fourth cultivator - Erhu."

As Chen Xuan finished speaking, the monks in the square began to talk, their eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

Sect Master Chen Xuan stood on the high platform, his eyes as sharp as torches, scanning the cultivators below.

His voice was steady and powerful, penetrating the crowd: "Please invite the fourth monk, Erhu, to come forward!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of discussion in the square.

"Is there a monk named Erhu?"

"That's a rather rough name. I wonder what your cultivation level is like?"

At this moment, a burly man with an honest face jumped out from the crowd, like a tiger ready to pounce, and stood steadily in front of the fairy stone under the platform.

He looked up at Sect Master Chen Xuan, his eyes gleaming with determination, and shouted, "Come and chop me, Sect Master!"

Just as everyone was discussing Erhu's wild words, a breeze blew by, and the Taoist Master Jiuyang, wearing a black Taoist robe and a jade crown on his head, appeared out of thin air on the platform.

He looked calm, yet had an air of majesty without even being angry. He was the leader of the Nine Yang Divine Sect, the Taoist priest who was in charge of the disciplines of Lingshan Academy and the elimination of demons.

True Man Jiuyang's eyes flashed like lightning as he swept over Erhu. He then nodded slightly to Sect Master Chenxuan and said, "Let me take on this cultivator's trial."

After saying this, Master Jiuyang raised his right hand slightly, and a centering lock as thin as a gossamer instantly wrapped around Erhu's body, fixing him firmly.

Immediately afterwards, True Man Jiuyang formed seals with his hands and muttered something. The sky suddenly changed color, dark clouds gathered, and thunder roared.

"Lightning Induction Technique, activate!"

True Man Jiuyang let out a low roar, and the first purple lightning streaked across the sky, like a dragon emerging from the sea, heading straight for Erhu.

Purple lightning struck down one after another, and each strike was enough to turn an ordinary cultivator into ashes.

However, Erhu was as strong as copper and iron. Although his clothes were tattered and his skin was charred, there was no fear in his eyes.

However, at this critical moment, something strange happened.

An evil thought suddenly flashed in Erhu's eyes. Those eyes seemed to come from the underworld, filled with endless greed and tyranny.

"No, there's a demon in his heart!"

Seeing this, True Man Jiuyang frowned, knowing that if this boy could not wake up in time, he would fall into the devil's way and become a great scourge to the world of cultivation.

"Erhu, wake up!" True Man Jiuyang shouted loudly and formed seals with his hands again. This time, he used the supreme mental method of Jiuyang Divine Sect - Nine Yang True Fire Art.

I saw blazing flames all over Master Jiuyang's body, which contrasted with the purple thunder in the sky, forming a shocking picture.

The true fire of Master Jiuyang merged with the purple thunder, turning into an even more terrifying heavenly thunder that directly struck Erhu's mind.

Under the impact of this force, the evil thoughts in Erhu's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by clarity and confusion.

"Where...where am I?" Erhu muttered to himself, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.

Nine Yang Master stood on a high platform in the square. He was the proud disciple of Sect Master Chen Xuan, the leader of the Nine Yang Divine Sect, and the authoritative Taoist master in charge of the discipline and demon exorcism of Lingshan Academy.

The face of Master Jiuyang is majestic and compassionate, and his eyes are as sharp as torches, as if he can see through the deepest secrets of the human heart.

Erhu has a burly figure, a resolute face, and an unyielding light in his eyes.

He came from a remote mountain village and had dreamed of becoming a powerful cultivator since he was young, protecting his family from demons.

However, there is a hidden evil in his heart, an extreme desire for power that sometimes makes him make decisions that go against his conscience.

"Erhu, this is Lingshan Academy. The Purple Thunder Trial is a very serious test. Do you want to continue?"

The voice of Master Jiuyang echoed over the square, his tone containing both majesty and a subtle hint of concern.

Erhu was silent for a moment, looked up at Master Jiuyang, and then looked around at the people in the square.

He knew very well that if he passed this hurdle, he would be one step closer to his dream; but if he failed, he might be doomed.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and nodded firmly: "Continue!"

Following the order from True Man Jiuyang, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and thunder roared.

Purple lightning bolts were like dragons emerging from the sea, with the power to destroy the world, striking towards the two tigers in front of the fairy stone in the square.

Erhu gritted his teeth, mobilized all his spiritual power, and used his body to resist the power of heaven and earth.

His clothes were torn by lightning, and his skin was left with charred marks, but his eyes became more determined.

Among the onlookers, some marveled at Erhu's courage and tenacity, while others secretly shook their heads, thinking that he was seeking his own death.

After all, the Purple Thunder Trial is extraordinary, and if you are not careful, you will be destroyed both physically and spiritually.

However, Erhu seemed unaware and continued to fight against the purple thunder.

He had only one thought in his mind: to pass the trial no matter what and become a member of Lingshan Academy!

When the eightieth purple lightning struck, the entire square seemed to be shrouded in purple light.

Erhu's body has reached its limit, but he still persists with his tenacious will.

However, at this moment, the evil thoughts in his heart suddenly got out of control.

It is an extreme desire for power and an extreme obsession with victory.

A fierce look flashed in Erhu's eyes. He no longer simply resisted the bombardment of purple thunder, but began to try to absorb the power of thunder and lightning for his own use.

However, he was wrong.

The Purple Thunder Trial is no joke. It tests the cultivator's character and cultivation, rather than his greed and plunder for power.

The moment Erhu tried to absorb the power of purple thunder, he had violated the taboo of the trial.

Erhu gritted his teeth and mobilized all his spiritual power to try to resist the terrifying purple thunder.

However, the power of the purple lightning was far beyond his imagination. Every time it struck him, he felt excruciating pain, as if it was tearing his soul apart.

But Erhu did not give up. With his strong will and profound cultivation, he stood up again and again.

The disciples around were stunned. They had never seen such a tenacious trial-taker.

However, Master Jiuyang's eyes became more and more solemn, as if he had seen some ominous omen.

When the eighty-first purple lightning struck, the entire square trembled.

Erhu's body has reached its limit and his spiritual power is almost exhausted, but the evil thoughts are growing wildly like weeds, trying to devour his sanity.

At this moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and an even more terrifying force surged out of it. It was a heavenly calamity!

The heavenly tribulation sensed the evil thoughts in Erhu's heart and decided to punish him personally.

Erhu instantly felt unprecedented despair and fear. He tried desperately to resist the power of this natural disaster, but it was too late.

Erhu's body was instantly swallowed by lightning and turned into a pile of bones.

When the purple lightning dissipated, all that was left in the square was a pile of bones and deathly silence.

Erhu, the monk who was once full of dreams, died in the purple thunder trial.

His evil thoughts were so deep that even heaven and earth would not allow him to continue to survive in this world.

True Man Jiuyang looked at the pile of bones, sighed softly, took out a jade slip from his sleeve, and engraved Erhu's name on it.

This is the rule of Lingshan Academy. Every cultivator who dies in the trial will be recorded as a commemoration and warning.

"Erhu, Erhu, you had the potential to become a powerful warrior, but you fell because of your deep evil thoughts. I hope you can turn over a new leaf in your next life and become a new man."

True Man Jiuyang said in a low voice, his tone showing both regret and expectation.

Then he waved his hand, a breeze blew, and the pile of bones turned into dust and drifted away in the wind.

Erhu's Purple Thunder Trial ended just like that, but his death left a deep impression and warning to everyone present - although the path of cultivation is difficult, only by maintaining a pure and flawless heart can one go further.

"The path of cultivation begins with the heart of Tao. If the heart is not right, then no matter how high your cultivation is, it will be in vain."

True Man Jiuyang said earnestly to the disciples in the audience, "You should take this as a warning. Stay vigilant at all times and don't let evil thoughts corrupt your mind."

The disciples nodded in agreement, having learned valuable lessons from this trial.

True Man Jiuyang slowly walked down the platform and sat on the chief throne on the left.

His face was stern, and his brows revealed an unquestionable majesty.

"The Purple Thunder Trial is both an opportunity and a challenge."

The voice of Sect Master Chen Xuan resounded throughout the square. His voice was calm and powerful.

"I hope all disciples can take this as a warning and not be disturbed by the inner demons."

Xu Wan, who was standing next to Yun Che, witnessed the entire process of the Two Tigers Purple Thunder Trial.

There was deep worry and emotion in his eyes.

As Yun Che's beloved disciple, Xu Wan not only has outstanding cultivation, but also has a compassionate heart.

"He's called Erhu and he really is Erhu, so reckless."

Xu Wan sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness and regret in her tone.

"But the path of cultivation is inherently against the will of heaven. Who can guarantee a smooth sailing?"

Yun Che smiled faintly upon hearing this. His smile was warm and profound, as if it could dispel all the gloom.

"It's not uncommon for cultivators to die in the Purple Thunder Trial."

He said calmly, "But every fall is a warning to those who come after us, reminding us to be more cautious and cherish every opportunity."

Xu Wan nodded, and her gaze once again turned to the huge fairy stone, with an even more determined light flashing in her eyes.

"Master, I will remember your teachings, practice diligently, and live up to your expectations."

At this time, True Man Jiuyang slowly stood up. His eyes swept over every cultivator present, with both severity and expectation in his eyes.

"Although the Purple Thunder Trial is cruel, it is precisely this kind of trial that can forge a truly powerful person."

He said in a deep voice, “The path of cultivation is a road full of thorns and bumps.

Only those who dare to face challenges and break through themselves can go further on this path."

True Man Jiuyang paused for a moment and continued, "But I also hope that you can understand that cultivation is not just about pursuing great power, but also about protecting the peace and tranquility of this continent.

Each of you shoulders the heavy responsibility of slaying demons and defending the Way."

His voice echoed in the square, and every word hit the monks' hearts like a hammer.

They all straightened their backs, with a more determined light flashing in their eyes.