Flowing clouds and flowing sounds slowly came from this world.
All the disciples who were taking the exam were all attentive, even those who were carrying the inheritance were no exception.
Only Qin Xuan, his eyes passed by the Tianyun Hall and the Tianyun Sacred Tree, as if they were passing by.
He seemed to remember that he was covered in scars and was taken into the Nine Mountains of Tianyun for healing.
In my mind, I recalled the face of my master in the past, and I couldn't help but feel a little distracted.
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There is drizzle on the green hills, and the young man is wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe and standing with a crown.
A woman's voice was as subtle as the wind, and she looked at the young man with his head bowed.
"In this generation, everyone has a eldest name.
When it comes to you, it happens that the mountains are green. From now on... I hope you can be like the cloud sacred tree, evergreen in the world, and become an immortal.
I will give you the word "Evergreen" and become my disciple, are you unwilling?"
The young man raised his head slightly and said softly: "Respect the Master's Dharma words. From now on, my disciples will be called Changqing!"
With a smile on his face, the young man looked at the woman who looked like a fairy on earth, "Disciples Qin Xuan and Qin Changqing, pay homage to Master!"
The woman looked at the young man's smile and seemed to be lost in thought, but she didn't know that since then, a monk named Qin Xuan has disappeared from the world of cultivation, and after all eternity, there has been a supreme being at the top of the immortal world.
Qing Emperor, Qin Changqing!
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However, when Qin Xuan was lost in thought, the Tian Yun Sect's assessment had already begun.
Thousands of disciples gathered in one place. After ten breaths, suddenly, a round of light rose up behind Zhenjun Liumu's head. The light gradually condensed and turned into a six-inch cloud. The clouds were like black turtles, exuding bursts of divine power.
"That is the soul of True Lord Liu Mu!"
"Yuan Shen Xiang is worthy of being the True Lord of Nascent Soul of Tianyun Sect!"
"Using the power of the soul to test the disciples, whether they are overqualified or not!"
Wan Zong watched, thinking secretly in his heart, but did not dare to make any sound to disturb the Tianyun Sect's assessment.
Since the cloud of mysterious turtles rose up, the faces of thousands of disciples present were all shaken. Mortals felt their souls trembling, as if a divine turtle reaching the sky appeared in front of them. Xu Xun, for example, had cold sweat on his face, and was even more frightened.
Even those inheritors, monks in the Qi Refining Realm and the Golden Core Realm couldn't help but look shocked, feeling the pressure deep in their souls, like mountains pressing into the sea of consciousness.
"Liu Mu, the Earth Turtle Yuanshen, has entered the realm again!"
Liuyun couldn't help but smile softly. Among the thousands of examination disciples under the power of the Yuan Shen, mortals could not bear the illusion, but cultivators could bear the real pressure of the Yuan Shen.
The weak are weak, the strong are stronger!
His ability to control Yuan Shen in such detail is beyond the reach of ordinary Nascent Soul Realm True Lords.
Even the people of thousands of sects who were watching could not help but marvel in their hearts.
Within a few breaths, among the thousands of disciples, scores of people fell down, or sat paralyzed, limply on the ground.
This pressure is so terrifying that ordinary people with weak minds cannot bear it.
Xu Xun's face turned even pale, and he almost couldn't bear it, but his mind couldn't help flashing back to the millions of miles of travel, his grandfather's expectant gaze, and Qin Xuan's divine power that crushed the great cultivator of the God Transformation.
Suddenly, a flash of determination appeared in his eyes, and he actually held on.
Even those monks who carry the inheritance cannot help but collapse under this pressure.
Among them, there are some who are relatively relaxed, such as the young man from the edge of the wasteland, whose eyes are firm and his body exudes a touch of ferocity.
The same was true for Mu Qi. Although his expression was solemn, he was extremely relaxed about counting breaths.
Mu Qi, on the other hand, looked at Qin Xuan with a gloomy look.
"You can actually bear it? I want to see how long you can bear it?"
Mu Qi smiled coldly. As the seventh prince of Xiyun Kingdom, he naturally considered himself a god.
Arrogance, the so-called Taoist heart, how can a mere unknown person compare with him?
After ten breaths of time passed, 90% of the thousands of examination disciples had almost collapsed at this moment, and only a few hundred people remained.
Among them, there were almost only less than a hundred ordinary people left. With a muffled groan, Xu Xun's face turned pale, and he finally couldn't bear the pressure and fell down involuntarily.
He wanted to support his body, but his body was already weak.
Xu Xun's face was a little pale, and after just ten breaths, his back was already like rain.
"There are some nice little guys!" Liu Yun looked at this scene and nodded slightly, especially when he glanced at Xu Xun and his eyes paused.
After all, he had been neighbors with Xu Xun for a while, and he knew the talent of this little guy.
My talent is mediocre, my Taoist heart is barely enough to get started.
Liu Yun shook his head slightly, and soon, his eyes fell on Qin Xuan, and he was slightly startled.
Fifteen breaths passed, and as Liu Mu Yuan Shen's pressure grew stronger, almost no mortals present were spared, and all fell down.
The rest are almost all cultivators, about three hundred people.
Even these cultivators were extremely pale. Finally, with a muffled groan, the first person to fall was not the Qi Refining Realm cultivator, but a Golden Core Realm cultivator.
His face was pale, and he slumped on the ground in despair.
As the first cultivator fell, followed by a few breaths later, a large number of cultivators could no longer withstand the pressure of Liu Mu Yuan Shen and fell one after another.
By the thirtieth breath, there were not many people in the venue, only about ten people.
Among them, there was the young man from the wasteland with ferocious eyes, and there was also Mu Qi.
But even these two people couldn't help but shed a trace of cold sweat on their foreheads.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Liu Mu's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Qin Xuan.
He felt something was wrong. He couldn't feel any difficulty from Qin Xuan's slightly distracted eyes.
Absent-minded!?
Under the pressure of his majestic Yuanying middle-grade Yuanshen, how dare someone be so arrogant?
Liu Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a movement of his soul, the pressure he pressed into Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness nearly doubled.
"This little guy is quite interesting. Under his soul, he still dares to be so careless!" Liu Yun noticed earlier and his eyes were a little strange.
But as the pressure from Liu Mu's Yuan Shen grew stronger, Liu Mu's expression became more solemn.
There was even a flash of disbelief in his eyes. Even the great cultivator of Transformation God might not be able to withstand his pressure, but when he entered this white-haired young man, he was like mud sinking into the sea, without making any sound.
A flash of anger flashed in Liu Mu's eyes, and there were almost only three people left in the entire venue.
Golden elixir monks from the wasteland, Mu Qi, the seventh prince of Xiyun Kingdom, and Qin Xuan.
Suddenly, the soul behind Liu Mu was shocked, and he exerted his own pressure, which was twice as strong.
boom!
There was an explosion, as if the divine turtle stepping into the sky stepped into the sea of consciousness, and the pressure of the soul more than doubled.
The young man from the wasteland and Mu Qi immediately turned pale and their hearts were broken. Mu Qi was even more miserable. He vaguely spat out a mouthful of blood and looked exhausted.
This scene made the expressions of the monks from Wanzong who were watching suddenly change.
"Liu Mu!"
Liu Yun shouted loudly, which instantly woke Liu Mu up.
The soul behind him disappeared in an instant and submerged into Liu Mu's sea of consciousness.
As if Zi Liuyun had woken up from drinking, Qin Xuan's eyes reunited. He briefly glanced at the figure who was the only one standing in the audience, and frowned slightly.
"Is the assessment finished?"
The whisper sounded faintly from the heaven and earth, but fell into Liu Mu and
It was like hearing thunder in the ears of all the examination disciples.