In less than half a stick of incense, one of the immortal cultivators was already defeated, causing the nerves of the others to become tense.
Yuan Futu took a deep breath, but still did not use the knife. As expected, under extreme pressure, in just two hours, several people ended up in failure, which made people panic, and no one dared to use the knife rashly.
As a result, everyone froze here, and the hands holding the divine pattern carving knife were trembling.
The man in front of the guardrail on the second floor looked at the beauty with some resentment and said, "It seems I'm going to fail again."
The beauty covered her mouth and smiled: "Then there is nothing we can do, the rules are the rules."
"What are the rules?"
Suddenly, an extremely fat and tall bald old man came over, holding a shiny crutch. His eyebrows were all white, hanging down to his chest. He was wearing a loose brown robe, which looked old but very clean.
"Master." The two shouted in unison and made a complete courtesy.
The old man held the guardrail with his wrinkled palms, looked at the situation in the field, and sighed: "Is it still the same as before?"
The man smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, the first blow alone stumped nearly ten people. I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you again."
The old man said: "If you just rely on hard work, it won't matter. But if you want to become a divine pattern master, the most important thing is talent, so 99% of people fall at this threshold."
Both of them had experienced the assessment of divine pattern masters in the past, so they naturally felt the same way. The woman said: "Our duty is to discover people with potential, just like Raymond who qualified a few years ago. Under the guidance of the master,
Now, I am already a two-star divine pattern master, and I am making rapid progress, which is quite rare."
"That child's talent is indeed rare, but his temperament is a bit unruly." The old man said with emotion: "It is not that simple to become a qualified divine pattern master."
"Someone is using the knife!" the man said, pointing to an ordinary-looking immortal cultivator in the hall.
Yuan Futu still left the Linyou Knife behind. One month was not enough time for him. Without reaching the Golden Immortal level, the power of the realm and the soul were completely insufficient. Instead, he had to absorb the power of the elixir.
But it still took time, so he couldn't wait.
The woman took out a scroll, opened it, and murmured: "The name is Yuan Futu, a cultivator of the Wanshen Sect... he is actually a mid-level Yuan Immortal."
"Intermediate Yuanxian?" The man frowned and asked, "Has he visualized the divine pattern map?"
"Even if it can be visualized, the world power will definitely be far from insufficient, unless..."
The old man nodded and said: "Unless he chooses dual cultivation of world power and divine soul power from the beginning, haha, this will be interesting."
For so many years, Yuan Futu has been immersed in the study of divine patterns. His talent is due to his former attainments in formations. The two things have the same origin, so the talent he has displayed is so amazing that even he is afraid that
He didn't even know that the Nether Sword was being drawn slowly and steadily in his hand. About three or four hours had passed and the illustration was ready. Although there was only one divine line, it was still a good start.
Thanks to Yuan Futu's victory, the chaotic and nervous mood of the rest of the people also stabilized. After regaining their confidence, they began to invest in the production of illustrated books. The success rate was extremely high.
"This top horse did quite well." On the steps, Immortal Chujiu showed a smile on his face.
The following time began to become extremely slow, but the first few illustrations were okay. The simple carving of divine patterns ensured that everyone had an almost 100% success rate. However, when the fourth picture started, mistakes appeared frequently.
, on the tenth day, there were only thirteen cultivators left in the entire hall.
Yuan Futu has now completed the fourth illustration. For this illustration, he chose the tortoise shell divine pattern that he was best at. He had practiced it so many times before, so naturally there was no problem. Then he put down the divine pattern carving knife and directly carved it on the plate.
He sat on the ground, swallowed the elixir, and began to restore the power of the world and the soul.
"Master, you are right. He is obviously a dual cultivator. Otherwise, it would be impossible for his world power and divine soul power to reach this level at the same time." The woman said.
The man nodded and said: "Over the past few days, I have observed his technique of carving divine patterns, which is pure and skillful. It seems that what he visualized is completely consistent with the illustrations he drew. This is the state of the unity of heart and hand. If he waits until he achieves the Golden Immortal
If you come to participate again, you should be more confident."
The old man looked at Yuan Futu with eyes full of interest and said: "But he still chose to participate in the assessment when he was still an intermediate Yuanxian. This proves that his confidence is strong enough. He has not seen such a talented cultivator for a long time.
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The man said solemnly: "I'm just a little worried. Although he can continue to recover through the elixir, the time left for him is very limited. I'm afraid he won't be able to make it to the tenth divine pattern illustration."
It has to be said that the elixir refined by Young Master Yu is indeed of high quality. Yuan Futu felt that even if he did not apply force, the elixir's power was decomposing and digesting on its own, and the dried up world power and divine soul power soon returned to their original state.
Normal state.
Next, this assessment has turned into a cruel competition for Yuan Futu.
On the thirteenth day, the fifth divine pattern illustration was completed, and there were only ten people left in the hall at that time.
On the sixteenth day, the sixth divine pattern illustration was completed, and there were eight people left in the hall.
On the 20th, the seventh divine pattern illustration was completed, and there were four people left in the hall.
On the twenty-third day, the eighth divine pattern illustration was completed, and there were three people left in the hall.
On the twenty-eighth day, the ninth divine pattern illustration was completed, and there were only two people left in the hall.
Yuan Futu, who was covered with sweat, felt a heavy sense of fatigue. He turned his head and looked at the vicissitudes of the upper-level Golden Immortal beside him. With his advanced cultivation, he rarely swallowed elixirs to recover.
, thereby gaining more time to carefully complete the production of each illustrated book in a more stable manner.
This is already his last one, and his future destiny lies on that thin illustration.
laugh!
Perhaps the long period of carving had consumed his body to a certain extent, so that the strength with which he held the divine pattern carving knife was slightly different from what he had imagined in his mind. The tip of the valuable divine pattern knife was slightly lighter.
It left a gap that was difficult to discern with the naked eye on the blank illustrated book.
However, no matter how small the gap is, this illustration is declared scrapped!