Chapter 1160 Talent of Genius, Surprise the Sovereign
A man with a mustache was sitting there, with a table in front of him. He didn't even raise his head, and asked a few questions to every person he passed.
When it was Wu Bei's turn, he asked: "Age."
Wu Beidao: "Twenty-three."
"realm."
"Pure Yang Realm."
"Have you joined other sects before?"
"No, I'm just trying to practice by myself."
Mustache couldn't help but raise his head. He was a Pure Yang Earth Immortal at the age of twenty-three, so he must have very good qualifications.
He looked at Wu Bei a few times and asked, "Why do you want to join the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect?"
Wu Bei smiled honestly: "I heard that the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect is a first-class sect with great power. I have been practicing by myself since I was a child, and no one has guided me. I think that if I want to become a strong person, I have to join a big sect like the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect."
Mustache was very satisfied with his answer and said: "Your qualifications should be very good. When you go over there, they will question and test you in detail. If there are no problems, you will be a disciple of our Tiandi Sword Sect.
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Wu Beidao: "Thank you very much."
He came to a place where seven people were already standing. Some were in the Yuan Shen realm, some were in the Pure Yang realm, and the tallest one was already an immortal in the realm of divine transformation.
The realm of Earth Immortal is divided into four phases. The first phase has five small realms, namely Yuanshen, Pure Yang, Divine Transformation, Incarnation, and Spiritual Transformation. Generally speaking, Divine Transformation is a threshold, and many people are stopped
, no breakthrough will be allowed for life.
The divine transformation monk's eyes were cold, and he looked at Wu Bei and others with contempt, because he had the highest level of cultivation as an individual. No wonder he looked down on people. In the realm of divine transformation, there is a saying that there are ten transformations. In other words, after the divine transformation, about
The risk of successful monks becoming idiots or lunatics is quite high.
The monks who have passed the threshold of "divine transformation" do have something to be proud of.
"What do you call this brother?" A short, white-faced monk greeted Wu Bei.
Wu Bei smiled and said: "My name is Zhang Xiaobei."
The fat monk looked kindly and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, my younger brother's surname is also Zhang, Zhang Chonglou."
The monk who had transformed into a realm was tall and thin, with his head held high. When he saw Wu Bei and Zhang Chonglou greeting him, he snorted and said, "Childish!"
Wu Beixiao asked: "Are you talking about me?"
The magical monk stared at him coldly: "Yes, I'm talking about you."
Wu Bei smiled "hehe": "It's okay, you can just say what you want."
The divine monk sneered and turned away haughtily.
He asked Zhang Chonglou: "Brother Chonglou, I heard that we will conduct a test later?"
Zhang Chonglou smiled and said: "Yes. The first step is to ask questions and make sure we are not telling lies. After all, when we open the door to recruit people, it is easy for enemies to sneak in, so this step is very critical. The second step is the formal test.
First test the soul, then test the physique, and finally test the strength. Earthly immortals like us have no big problem, at least we can become an outer disciple."
Wu Bei asked: "How to ask the heart?"
Zhang Chonglou: "I heard that you drink a medicine and then undergo deep hypnosis. In this way, no matter what secrets you have, you will tell them without reservation."
Wu Bei was secretly vigilant, thinking about how to get through this hurdle later.
Not long after, a young man came over. He swept everyone away and said, "Follow me."
Wu Bei and others followed the young people to a courtyard. There were several disciples of the Tiandi Sword Sect in the courtyard. There was a table in the courtyard, and a bowl of medicine was placed on the table.
The young man said: "Drink the medicine first."
Wu Bei glanced at it and knew what the medicine was made of. So he secretly took out some medicinal materials and put them in his palm. With a little force, the medicinal power of the medicinal materials seeped into his blood. And these medicinal powers were just right for mixing with
Drop the decoction.
People came forward one by one, and each drank a bowl of medicine.
After drinking the medicine, people's eyelids will soon sink and their eyes will become dull. Of course, Wu Bei was just pretending. He was the only one who was sober.
A woman came out, and he walked up to the people one by one, used hypnosis, and asked some questions. These questions had been answered by them before. If the answers were inconsistent between the two times, it meant that there was something wrong with the person.
After everyone asked the question, the woman nodded to the young man and said, "No problem."
The man ordered someone to bring another bowl of medicine and asked Wu Bei and others to drink it. After drinking the medicine, several people woke up one after another.
There was a smile on the young man's face and he said: "You are all honest, which is good. Next, I will take you to take three tests."
When we came to another courtyard, there were several instruments placed in the courtyard, presumably for testing purposes.
The young man said: "The first item is to test the quality of the soul. You just need to stand in front of this ancient mirror and release the soul."
The god-turned-monk was the first to step forward. He was concentrating on it, making formulas with both hands, and mumbling words. After half a minute, a soul rushed out from above his head. It was as big as a fist, translucent, and he looked timid.
It seems that it is not used to leaving the body.
Seeing his Yuan Shen, the young man frowned slightly. Although this person had transformed into a god, his Yuan Shen was too weak. He could only be a fourth-grade Yuan Shen at most.
Sure enough, three words appeared on the mirror: Fourth Grade Lower!
He waved his hand: "Okay, next one."
The divine monk bowed to the young man and strode aside. The pride on his face had disappeared. After all, a fourth-grade Yuanshen really had nothing to be proud of.
Then there are the second and third people. Unfortunately, these people's souls are not strong. The small ones are only as strong as walnuts, and the big ones are only as strong as fists, and they are not focused. The best quality of their souls is Zhang Zhonglou's.
, belongs to the third grade.
The young man became more and more disappointed. When it was Wu Bei's turn, he said, "It's your turn."
Wu Bei's was the Supreme Yuan Shen, but he didn't want to be too ostentatious, so he only let out a projection of his Yuan Shen. This projection only had more than one percent of the energy of his Yuan Shen.
But even so, Wu Bei's Yuan Shen is also very powerful. When his Yuan Shen comes out, he is more than five meters tall, with talismans all over his body flashing and brilliance.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. The young man was so shocked that he almost sat down on the ground and immediately shouted: "Quick, please invite the sect master!"
Some people left in a hurry, while the young people stared blankly at the soul released by Wu Bei, with extremely excited expressions.
Wu Bei was also surprised that Yuan Shen, who was only 1% strong, was still so high-profile!
With a smile on his face, the young man asked, "Your name is Zhang Xiaobei?"
Wu Bei: "Yes."
The young man nodded: "My name is Liu Yifeng, you can call me Elder Liu."
Wu Bei: "Yes, Elder Liu."
Wu Bei looked honest, honest and very lovable. Elder Liu nodded and stared at the ancient mirror.
But after a long time, Gu Jing still didn't respond. He couldn't help but wonder, could something go wrong?
At this moment, a man in white clothes suddenly appeared. He could not tell his age. He looked like a man in his thirties or in his fifties.
The man in white put his hands behind his back, stared straight at Wu Bei's soul, and suddenly smiled: "I didn't expect that there would be such a genius in the lower world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a line of words appeared on the ancient mirror: A kind of top-notch soul!
Liu Yifeng took a breath of cold air. He suddenly knelt on the ground and said to the man in white: "Congratulations, sect leader! A top-notch Yuan Shen shows that there is still a lot of room for improvement! The new disciple Zhang Xiaobei has a bright future!"
Liu Yifeng laughed "haha": "Excellent!"
Wu Bei accepted the soul and said quickly: "I have met the sect leader."
The man in white smiled and nodded: "Well, Zhang Xiaobei, did you condense your soul by yourself?"
Wu Bei: "Yes, Sect Master, I once entered an immortal mansion, which contained a lot of cultivation resources. I was lucky enough to successfully condense my soul there."
The man in white nodded: "This is your luck. Very good, you continue to take the test!" This chapter has been completed!