Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

But... there are still many people who have not obtained these answers before. Even if they see through the illusion and stick to the Tao, it is difficult for them to make the right choices, such as the ban on eating fish.

Who doesn’t eat fish?

This is probably just a small level that Wu Mengyu set up on a whim.

Wu Mengyu seemed to have guessed what Lu Zhiqiu was thinking and said with a faint smile:

"These test questions and answers can be found in the several small towns near Huayun Mountain with a little effort. If someone doesn't know them, it only means that they haven't put much thought into preparing for this test, which is itself a test."

Lu Zhiqiu thought about it and it seemed to be true.

Although she didn't know it before, if she hadn't met the little fat man, she would definitely find a way to find out the content of the assessment when she arrived near Huayun Mountain.

Having said that.

The remaining 7,500 candidates who failed the exam could only go down the mountain silently with a feeling of grievance.

Just right.

It is now early morning, the sky is getting brighter, and the way down the mountain is easy to walk.

Send everyone down the mountain.

In such a huge temple, there were only 500 people who passed the test.

The dojo, which seemed a little crowded just now, suddenly changed and became so empty that it was a little uncomfortable.

Wu Mengyu smiled and said:

"Cultivating immortals is a lonely gamble."

"The further you go in the future, the fewer people you'll find around you. So get used to it now."

"Okay, now let's move on to the third level, testing the sword bone."

Wu Mengyu touched the ring.

Thirty-three flying swords flew out from the storage ring with clear sounds, leaving faint sword marks in the air.

Finally it stopped in front of Wu Mengyu.

"Thirty-three swords, ranging from ordinary fine steel swords used by ordinary warriors to the Spring Flow Sword, a Jindan-level magic sword used by Jindan Zhenren. Let's see how many you can sense."

In the dojo, the five hundred advanced candidates were stunned.

Someone boldly asked:

"Don't you need to go to some sword cave to resonate with the Hundred Thousand Hidden Swords?"

Wu Mengyu rolled his eyes at the man and said calmly:

"Are you still fantasizing about saying 'Swords are coming!' like in those folk tales, and then a hundred thousand hidden swords would bow their heads in unison, congratulating the birth of the Sword Immortal?"

The man scratched his head, a shy look on his face.

Deputy examiner Lan Jian snorted coldly:

"Keep your feet on the ground and dream less."

"There are a hundred thousand swords hidden in the sword cave. The sword spirit is so dangerous. If you step in before practicing Qi, you will be torn to pieces."

"These thirty-three swords are enough to test your talents."

"You know, there's also a golden elixir sword here, named Chunliu. If you can gain his approval during your physical training, then you can be directly trained as the next sect leader."

When everyone heard this, the disappointment they had just felt disappeared immediately.

Gearing up.

He stared at the most powerful sword among the thirty-three swords, as if he would not leave here today unless he drew out this sword.

However, Lu Zhiqiu secretly guessed in his heart:

Jian Ji Zong actually confidently took out a Jindan-level flying sword for assessment. Isn't he afraid that it will be snatched away by a strong man?

And the previous Canglang Pool was even at the Nascent Soul level.

This is certainly because this place is not too far from the gate of Jianji Sect, but it also shows that the sect has full confidence in the ability of the examiner Wu Mengyu.

shook his head.

Lu Zhiqiu put aside all distractions and began to focus on this so-called sword-testing bone.

The first man paced back and forth in front of the swords.

The first ten were easily activated.

But starting from the eleventh sword, he had no chance of getting it. No matter how he stimulated his true energy, he could not draw it out.

Deputy Examiner Lan Jian stroked his chin and said:

"With your physical training strength, you can't even activate the lowest-grade flying sword of Qi training. Your swordsmanship talent isn't very high. You should switch to another sect."

"When I was at your level of strength, I almost activated a foundation-building flying sword."

Just a few words made the man's face turn pale.

He murmured:

"I have a mid-grade fire spiritual root. I took the test before coming here. Please, let me enter the sect!"

Lan Jian had no expression on his face:

"To be honest, almost all those who can come here have tested their spiritual roots in advance, otherwise they would not dare to come directly to report to my Jianji Sect."

"Ask them, who has spiritual roots lower than the middle grade?"

The man looked back and saw that all the other candidates were looking at him calmly, not ostentatious, but not timid either.

He smiled bitterly and nodded, understanding something.

Quietly stepped aside.

Lu Zhiqiu scratched his head and quietly asked the fat boy beside him:

"Have you ever tested your spiritual roots yourself?"

The little fat man shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"My parents didn't allow me to cultivate immortality before, so of course they couldn't give me a test."

"My appetite has been growing over the past two years, and my family can no longer afford to feed me, so they sent me to Jian Ji Sect to try my luck."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded and said:

"It's okay, just believe in yourself, you will be strong."

She had read the Book of Zhaoshi and knew that the little fat boy had a top-grade Taotie spiritual root, so of course he was very strong.

Two hours passed.

Most of the five hundred candidates have already taken the test.

Most people, during the body-building stage, can only mobilize Qi-training-level flying swords.

Only seventeen people activated the foundation-building flying sword.

then.

It's the little fat man's turn.

He coughed dryly twice, trying to stimulate the shallow spiritual power in his body to resonate with the flying sword in front of him.

But he used all his strength, and could only move seventeen swords.

"A high-grade Qi training flying sword?"

"Although it's a little worse than what I was back then, it's still good enough to join the sect."

Lan Jian nodded and signaled the little fat boy to pass.

Main World: Chapter 8 The Sword Caught a Cold

Hearing this, the little fat man's face lit up with joy.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The uneasy heart finally settled down.

Although he has been practicing sword since he was a child, those were all ordinary sword techniques and should not be taken seriously. He needs to truly explore whether he has a talent for swordsmanship.

Fortunately, he was lucky.

After giving Lu Zhiqiu a smile, the little fat man walked towards the crowd of people who had advanced.

Next, it’s Lu Zhiqiu.

Everyone on the field, whether they advanced or not, looked at her at this moment.

It’s not for any other reason, it’s just because this girl seemed to have damaged the Nascent Soul-level magic weapon Canglang Pool last night.

Everyone wanted to see what was so special about this person.

Lu Zhiqiu walked forward with a smile.

He walked back and forth several times beside the thirty-three swords.

But not only did the sword not come out of its sheath, it even retreated several steps, trembling all over.

Lu Zhiqiu was speechless.

She could roughly guess that this was probably because the quality of the 120 Qinguan swords in her sea of ​​consciousness was too high, which scared these pieces of scrap metal.

But I still have to take the test.

If you don't have the courage to show yourself, how can I get through?

Lu Zhiqiu frowned, pointed at the thirty-three swords in front of him, and wanted to say something.

The Bai Er Qin Guan sword suddenly shook.

These thirty-three flying swords were unsheathed in an instant, circling around Lu Zhiqiu, as if guarding their king.

Especially the Chunliu Sword.

The sharp sword energy went straight up to the sky, even the thick clouds in the sky were washed away a little.

These newcomers who were in the body-building stage immediately felt a pain on their faces as if they were being pricked by needles.

Is this... the power of a Jindan-level flying sword?

At this moment, everyone in the room was shocked!

"Oh my god, there really is someone who can summon a Jindan-level flying sword while training their body?"

"And the sword was unsheathed at first. The girl frowned, stretched out her hand, and pointed, and thirty-three swords flew out simultaneously. I'm afraid she must be the reincarnation of a sword immortal."

"There's another detail. At first, the swords all retreated and trembled, and then they were forced to unsheathe. I think this girl is not a sword fairy, but a sword demon. These swords are afraid of her."

……

The discussion among the crowd became more and more heated.

Moreover, the judgment that Lu Zhiqiu is the Sword Demon has already gained a large upper hand.

There was a hint of fear in everyone's eyes when they looked at her.

Even the deputy examiner Lan Jian.

He seemed to be affected by these remarks, he shrank his neck and subconsciously looked at Wu Mengyu.

Wu Mengyu heard these remarks.

I was secretly rolling my eyes in my heart.

What sword immortals and sword demons, how ignorant! It is obvious that Miss Lu is too talented, and these swordsmen felt that they were not worthy of her at first and did not dare to move forward.

However, there is no need to reveal too much to them.

The fact that he could activate a Jindan-level flying sword was already astonishing. If they knew that this was not all of Lu Zhiqiu's talent, they would probably be devastated.

At the same time, this is also to protect Lu Zhiqiu from being targeted by people with ulterior motives.

She coughed twice and said: