Chapter 85 The wisdom blooms in the mirror of the mountain and moon
Behind the main hall of Qingfeng Sect is the place where the sect leader usually retreats for training.
After gaining magical power, Lin Yuan was as light as a swallow. With his toes on the stone steps, he could cross more than a dozen steps, with his blue robe flying like a fluttering ink cloud.
"Master!" Lin Yuan stepped over the last step and shouted to the hall not far away.
"Lin Yuan, why are you looking for a teacher? Is it because you have questions about the practice of Qingfeng Jue?"
In the main hall, Yin Jiu turned around and looked at Lin Yuandao doubtfully.
"No. I have already finished learning the Wind Blade Technique. I don't know if Master has any other spells that I can learn."
"Oh, do you want to learn different spells? That's right. Wind Blade is a very difficult spell after all. Wait! Are you saying that you have already learned Wind Blade?"
As Yin Jiu spoke, he felt something was wrong. If he heard correctly, Lin Yuan said that he had learned it?
How is that possible! Wind Blade Technique is a standard spell in the middle stage of Qi refining. He taught this spell to Lin Yuan just because he was looking forward to Lin Yuan's progress in practice. Could it be that he is already in the middle stage of Qi refining?
Yin Jiu couldn't sit still on the futon, and used the wind control technique to come to Lin Yuan's side, using his spiritual sense to explore carefully.
"It's actually the middle of the Qi refining period, and it's still the fifth level! No, it's the sixth level now!"
Thinking that Lin Yuan was still a mortal two days ago, Yin Jiu suddenly felt that he was really old.
"Lin Yuan, show me a wind blade technique!" Yin Jiudao.
Lin Yuan used his magic power and skillfully slashed a crescent-shaped cyan wind blade towards the open space.
Bang!
A stone was cut in half.
Lin Yuan has really learned it and has reached the level of proficiency.
Yin Jiu looked at Lin Yuan like a monster.
"Master, can I learn your wind control technique now?" Lin Yuan looked at Yin Jiu and said greedily.
The art of wind control can control the flow of air and fly. If you practice it to high and deep places, you can even turn it into a gust of wind. It is not only very fast, but also very graceful.
Yin Jiu did not answer Lin Yuan's question, but after thinking for a while, he said:
"Lin Yuan, I originally planned to train you to the foundation building stage, then fly to the main sect and send you to the main sect to practice. But now it seems that there is a better way. You come with me."
Yin Jiu waved his sleeves, rolled up the edge of the forest, walked through the hall, and stopped in front of a stone wall.
This was Lin Yuan's first time here, and he couldn't help but look around, only to find that there was only one extremely smooth stone wall here.
"Master, what are we doing here?" Lin Yuan asked in confusion.
Yin Jiu had a look of reminiscence on his face and said sadly:
"Lin Yuan, stand in the middle of the stone wall. The wind control skills and more things you want are all there. Remember, hold on, the longer you can, the better."
Lin Yuan didn't know why, but he still followed Yin Jiu's words and stood in front of the stone wall.
After seeing Lin Yuan getting ready, Yin Jiumou chanted a spell, and a purple-gold talisman flew out of the storage bag on his waist. He picked up a golden talisman pen, wrote a string of information on the talisman, and then put it
Pasted on the stone wall.
"Regards Shanyuejing!" Yin Jiu shouted, and his spiritual power was poured into the talisman crazily.
Suddenly, countless purple and gold lines extended from the talisman to the stone wall. The stone wall became more and more transparent.
When the stone wall was so transparent that it almost disappeared, a hazy light enveloped Lin Yuan, and the next second, Lin Yuan disappeared in front of Yin Jiu.
After being swallowed by the stone wall, Lin Yuan found himself in a strange place. Everything around him was blurry and he couldn't tell the direction at all.
Fortunately, the magic power in his body is still there, which gives him a little comfort.
Lin Yuan tried to send out a wind blade. After advancing more than 2 meters, the wind blade disappeared inexplicably.
"Master said that the longer you persist, the better, so you can't get into trouble. Just wait and see."
Lin Yuan simply stayed where he was. After a moment, an emotionless male voice sounded:
"The tester is 10 years old, has a natural spiritual root, and meets the recommended standards."
"Start the first trial."
The blurry scenes around me began to become clear.
Lin Yuan was surprised to find that he was standing on a plain.
"Ouch!"
After the loud howl, a group of giant wolves came running wildly. There were more than 30 of them, each one the size of an adult buffalo.
With red eyes and saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths, they stared at Lin Yuan greedily.
"Is this a trial?"
Lin Yuan was a little scared and a little excited inside.
"Wind Blade Technique, go!"
The cyan wind blade cut the air with a harsh sound and suddenly hit the giant wolf at the front.
The so-called "bronze-headed, iron-boned tofu waist" were all scum in front of Feng Ren. In an instant, three giant wolves lost their heads and lost their lives.
These giant wolves may be the nightmare of mortals, but in the eyes of immortal cultivators, they are only at the first level of Qi refining stage.
What's more, Lin Yuan's magic power can be called a perpetual motion machine. When a dozen wind blades are launched, all the giant wolves will die.
"Start the second trial."
The same voice came out again, without giving Lin Yuan time to rest. This time a group of leopards appeared. Each one has the strength of the second level of Qi Refining.
Lin Yuan frowned, as if he saw a bad future. This time, he easily eliminated all the leopards.
First level, second level...sixth level, Lin Yuan walked into the seventh level of trial with great difficulty.
This time, he faced 36 monster beasts at the seventh level of Qi refining.
Not only are these monsters physically powerful, but they can also release spells, constantly attacking Lin Yuan at short and long ranges.
However, Lin Yuan's Blade Storm is a perfect combination of offense and defense. As long as their power cannot break it instantly, Lin Yuan's abnormally restored mana can repair it.
While Lin Yuan was struggling with the trial, there was a small commotion in the Taixuan Sect far away in the middle of Ge Qingzhou.
"A genius has actually appeared in the mountains of the west!" Manager Xu, who was in charge of the trials in the Mountain and Moon Illusion Realm, was amazed.
There are 36 monsters stronger than him, not to mention that the monsters are still in the late stage of Qi refining, and the tester is only 10 years old in the middle stage of Qi refining. Being able to persist for so long is enough to be called a genius in the main sect.
"I don't know how long he can hold on? Elder Jingxu's branch, Qingfeng Sect Lin Yuan, um, is qualified to start the return ceremony." Manager Xu silently wrote down the name.
In the illusion of Shanyue, Lin Yuan found that he was in a stalemate with them. These monsters could not penetrate his defense, and his wind blade could not hit them.
The designer of this trial obviously did not expect that there would be a Qi Refining Stage monk like Lin Yuan with almost infinite recovery in this world. The entire trial was stuck at the seventh level and could not continue.
Another two hours later, Lin Yuan found that all the monsters that attacked him suddenly became motionless. Just when he was about to fight back, a hazy mirror fell from the sky.
It has no borders and looks like a perfect circle.
"An error occurred in the trial. The strength of the trialist cannot be judged. The final test begins."
The hazy mirror floated in front of Lin Yuan and began to reflect everything about Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan looked at the mirror and felt as if he was drifting. Many things he remembered but didn't remember came to his mind.
Out of nowhere, Lin Yuan's consciousness surrounding countless golden scriptures began to awaken.
Lin Yuan's eyes in front of the mirror are still clear, but they have become much deeper.
"Xianxuan sits and forgets, what a big dream."
With a chuckle, Lin Yuan reached out his hand and held the hazy round mirror. Countless golden scriptures instantly covered it.
In Taixuanmen, Shanyue Pavilion suddenly shines with golden light, which is dazzling.
"The mountain and the moon recognize their master, and the Taoist disciple appears!"
The precious purple-gold talisman pen in Guanshi Xu's hand fell to the ground with a "clack", and his mind was shocked to the point of going blank.