On the high platform, a Taoist student announced the contents of the entrance examination.
Then, the main person in charge of this assessment was invited, that is, Patriarch Qingming.
Patriarch Qing Ming's eyes were sharp and he glanced at the young men below. When his eyes fell on Qin Hai, he paused for a breath and then moved away.
A faint voice came from the air.
"The fact that you can enter the Feixian Sect and come here shows that your qualifications are excellent!"
"But this is not enough!"
Patriarch Qingming's tone suddenly became serious.
"Not enough!"
"Excellent talent can only guarantee you a higher starting point. However, no matter how high your starting point is, if you don't have an iron-clad martial arts will, you will still be a waste!"
His eyes suddenly became sharp, and Patriarch Qingming shouted sternly: "We have many disciples from Feixian Sect, but we are never allowed to own waste!"
"I will never let trash get into Feixianmen, let alone show any mercy or take care of anyone!"
"Therefore, even if there are outstanding figures among you who I look up to in a different way, you will still have to accept this entrance examination. Only after passing the examination can you enter my Feixian Sect and officially become a member of Feixian Sect!"
Ancestor Qing Ming's eyes swept over him fiercely, and a forceful aura pierced their souls. Many young people who were undergoing the test couldn't help but take a step back.
Qin Hai's spiritual sense was extremely powerful. The moment he was forced by this fierce will, he felt as if the tide had hit the rocks, and his heart seemed to be rumbling.
snort!
Qin Hai snorted and his face changed slightly. He was indeed an important elder of the famous sect in the upper world, the Feixian Sect!
Ancestor Qingming is powerful beyond imagination!
Bang!
Next to Qin Hai, the others took a few steps back in embarrassment, some even fell to their knees suddenly, and then made fools of themselves one after another.
Apart from Qin Hai, there are two other men and one woman who can stand still.
In just one moment, the gap in cultivation between everyone was revealed.
Ancestor Qing Ming's eyes flashed with shock. In fact, he just wanted to frighten Qin Hai and test this talented young man. He deliberately added a trace of real power to the latter. He never thought that Qin Hai's martial arts will would be unexpected.
Unexpected tenacity.
His tone slowed down slightly, Patriarch Qingming withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Now, I am announcing the entrance examination requirements of Feixianmen. Basically, the entrance examination does not have any fancy, the focus is on martial arts will!"
"It's very simple. Those who can hold on for thirty breaths under the pressure of my momentum will be qualified!"
Ancestor Qing Ming issued an assessment request. Senior Brother Mo Lian above stared at Qin Hai in the crowd, snoring coldly in his heart.
"Humph, although Master seems to be easy to talk to, he will never let go during the assessment. The more people he values, the more pressure he will have. Qin Hai, I want to see how you pass this time!"
Mo Lian stared at Qin Hai with a hint of gloating.
"Then...the assessment begins now!"
The moment the words fell, Ancestor Qingming took a step forward, and a majestic momentum suddenly shook.
The invisible momentum was like a tsunami that rolled up waves, rushing towards the unprepared teenagers the moment the words fell.
Boom!
The first wave of momentum is coming!
At the first moment, someone was caught off guard by the terrifying momentum and was thrown dozens of feet away, turning into a rolling gourd and rolling out.
Bang!
Qin Hai's spiritual sense was extremely powerful. At the moment when the momentum rushed forward, Pangu's magical power was revealed. Pangu's divine power was like turning into a black turtle to suppress the sea. The huge power suppressed the lower body to prevent it from being washed away by the momentum.
This is a battle of mind and will. Once there is any slack, the terrifying momentum will break the spiritual dam and be eliminated.
This momentum?!
The early stage of the Golden Elixir... the middle stage of the Golden Elixir... actually almost reaching the late stage of the Golden Elixir...
Within a few breaths, Qin Hai could clearly feel that Patriarch Qingming's momentum was increasing step by step, and the pressure on his body was getting stronger and stronger.
The invisible momentum was like substance, compressing from the air. Countless lightning flashes appeared in the squeezed air, and the jumps were terrifying.
The aura loaded on other examiners was only the early and middle stages of the Golden elixir, but when it came to Qin Hai, he clearly felt that after he resisted the aura of the middle stage of the Golden elixir, a stronger force surged forward.
It has almost reached the power of the late Golden Elixir!
Qin Hai couldn't help but smile bitterly. The ancestor of Qing Ming thinks too highly of himself. Others think it's okay, but he is the only one who has reached the late stage of Jindan. Does he really believe in me?
At the beginning of the assessment, Qin Hai felt that after one breath, the aura of Patriarch Qingming climbed to the early stage!
After eleven breaths, his momentum was shaken and he reached the middle of the golden elixir stage.
Twenty-one breaths later, the breath vibrated again, and the pressure suddenly increased to the late Golden Elixir stage.
Even so, Qin Hai remained motionless, his eyes filled with fierceness, his clothes rustling, standing there as if bathed in the strong wind, his figure as straight as a sharp sword piercing the sky.
Thirty breaths later, the aura of the late Golden Core stage had reached its peak. Qin Hai felt a little out of breath, but he didn't think much about it. You should know that Qin Hai himself was a monk in the late Golden Core stage.
But not far away, several young men in the early stages of the Golden Core stage were already sweating profusely and almost fell to their knees under the pressure of the huge momentum.
Among the crowd, Qin Hai noticed that the two men and one woman were gradually reaching the late stage of Jin Dan.
That woman, named Yu Yao, also went through all kinds of hardships from the lower world to the heavenly realm of cultivation and was chosen by Patriarch Qingming. Her qualifications are not weaker than Qin Hai's, but her cultivation is far inferior to Qin Hai's.
At this time, Yu Yao had also reached the late stage of the golden elixir, and was still struggling to hold on. The girl's eyebrows and indigo were already wet with sweat, her black hair and temples were messy, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of indomitable stubbornness.
Among the two men with outstanding qualifications, the most eye-catching one is the poor man in gray and linen clothes.
This man's name is Li Xun. This young man with a very low background in martial arts has only reached the Golden Core stage. His face is pale at this moment, and he almost falls to his knees, but he grits his teeth and his eyes shine with unyielding light that is as real as the essence.
The determination to sail against the current and compete with the sky is moving.
Being in the early stage of the Golden Core stage and enduring the pressure of the late stage of the Golden stage is like carrying a mountain on your back. This kind of spiritual oppression can test the human heart the most.
When the thirty-first breath came, Patriarch Qing Ming took another step forward. Qin Hai was hit hard, and the pressure on his body suddenly increased by another level.
The momentum of Jin Dan's late stage exploded unbridled, oppressing every young man on the test stand.
Poof!
Yu Yao and Li Xun sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist almost at the same time. Their bodies were swaying, and the two figures were struggling to support themselves in the overwhelming momentum.