"Why is he here?" Immortal Yu Lin's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, and he looked at Yuan Futu's body, wondering if it was for the assessment of a two-star divine pattern master.
The Imperial Palace official on the side sighed with emotion: "I just heard that there will be two immortal cultivators who will assess the three-star divine pattern masters today. It is really an unprecedented grand occasion. If they can all qualify, then our Yunlan Immortal
The country has become famous."
"Two?!" Immortal Yu Lin was shocked and thought to himself: "The one who is about to attack is actually a three-star divine pattern master!"
Yuan Futu walked to the stone table and looked at the ten illustrations placed on it. His heart was clear and there was no fear at all. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Raymond was beside him.
Perhaps it was fate that they were so close, and there would be a tense situation in the future.
The three-star assessment has requirements for illustrations, so the ones placed here are all red illustrations, neatly placed together, and the difficulty is naturally higher than the white illustrations.
The hour was almost here, and when Immortal Chujiu saw that everyone was ready, he took out an hourglass from his sleeves, and the fine sand and dust inside kept sliding down.
The assessment time limit is also one month.
Yuan Futu placed the wooden box on the desk, took out the ink knife from it, and put it in his hand to feel the soft chill that could stabilize the soul. Raymond also took out his divine pattern carving knife, which was dark gold in color.
There are gorgeous talismans engraved on it, which can be seen to be of great value, far more valuable than the ink knife.
"Everyone, you can begin." Immortal Chujiu did not say any unnecessary words and directly announced the start of the divine pattern master examination.
Suddenly, everyone on the second floor stared at them, focusing on those two people.
The test of a Divine Pattern Master is indescribably stressful. The nerves of all the test immortals here are very tight, and even their fingers are trembling slightly. No one dares to use the knife rashly, and no one wants to be the first.
loser.
Of course Raymond thinks so too. Although he has very strong self-confidence, the changes around him are also one of the unpredictable factors. He needs to wait for the environment to stabilize before taking action. Anyway, one month is enough for him.
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laugh!
Suddenly, a voice came, very weak, but extremely powerful, echoing in the empty Divine Mark Temple.
"Did you use the knife?" Immortal Luojiang came to the second floor and stood beside Immortal Yu Lin. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said, "You are really fearless."
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on the immortal who dared to be the first to use the knife.
The ink knife in his hand is swaying like the wind and flowing like flowing water. The artistic conception alone makes people feel hearty and free of obstruction. Yuan Futu's face is as deep as water, even a little casual, as if he is not depicting at this moment.
Divine pattern, but a landscape painting that is swaying wantonly.
The powerful power of the soul combined with the effect of the Ten Thousand Years Cold Heart Jade makes the divine pattern illustrations visualized in the mind extremely stable.
After learning that Lei Meng had broken through to the Gangxian Realm, he was forced into a desperate situation. Instead, he experienced an explosion in the realm. His soul finally broke through to the upper level. After that, for a whole year, he was immersed in the carving of divine patterns.
Although it didn't take long, it was sufficient preparation for this assessment.
The movement of the blade was delicate and perfect, drawing impeccable divine lines on the red illustration, gradually outlining the entirety of the divine lines.
A mouthful of saliva was swallowed hard by Raymond. He was shocked and couldn't understand why Yuan Futu had such strong self-confidence and could do whatever he wanted under the control of his own consciousness without caring about the influence of the surrounding environment.
The Divine Pattern Brand is really hard to understand.
"You can't beat me." Yuan Futu suddenly spoke.
The veins on Raymond's forehead burst out. He thought that while he was carving divine patterns, he could still be distracted and talk. How powerful is his divine soul?
Yuan Futu smiled calmly and said: "I hope you still remember that bet. If anyone loses, he will never carve half a divine pattern again in this life."
Lei Meng said coldly: "Today I am already a powerful Gangxian, with enough powerful world power and soul. Will I lose?"
"The assessment has nothing to do with realm. The key lies in strength and whether you have a strong state of mind. I think you have neither. Even if you can delay completing these ten three-star divine patterns, I will still be the one who reaches the end fastest. You have no chance.
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Yuan Futu's calm words seemed to have endless edge, piercing the depths of Lei Meng's heart, making him have to reach out and pick up the dark golden divine pattern carving knife.
Tsk tsk tsk!
For a time, other immortal cultivators also started carving divine patterns. Due to Yuan Futu's success, everyone gained great confidence. The previous nervousness was swept away, and their start was even more steady.
"Yes, there must be a winner in every examination room. As long as the winner takes the right path, the success rate will naturally increase. This is an eternal law, but the difficulty is that 99% of the winners
All the winning horses have ended in failure, but this time it is very rare." Immortal Luojiang said in admiration.
Immortal Yu Lin remained silent, his gaze shifted from Yuan Futu to Lei Meng, with a bit of solemnity between his brows.
In a moment, the divine pattern totem was visualized in my mind. The more than thirty divine pattern engraved lines all brightened up, full of charm, and the dark golden divine pattern carving knife also fell on the red illustrated book.
The domineering and domineering momentum drew a series of hard lines, which formed a strong contrast with Yuan Futu's soft and smooth style.
In the blink of an eye, a whole day and night had passed, and only two cultivators failed and exited during the journey. This was quite rare in previous assessments.
"It's done!"
Yuan Futu shouted excitedly, and a three-star illustration was perfectly presented in front of him. This is his most confident flying star. It is suitable for earth-level and heaven-level immortal weapons. It has the effect of bursting speed within a short distance. It is not difficult in terms of difficulty.
Not too high.
However, this shout made Raymond beside him feel his soul tremble. The divine lines that he had originally imagined dimmed and then collapsed. His hands also stopped stiffly, and sweat continued to flow from his forehead.
He fell, slowly turned his head, and stared at Yuan Futu angrily, his sharp eyes seeming to cut off his flesh piece by piece.