Qingyun City is located in the south of Xuanwu Kingdom, at the foot of Zongmen Mountain in Qingyun Valley. It is one of the five major cities in Xuanwu Kingdom. It has a vast territory, rich mineral resources, large population, and prosperity.
Looking down from a high altitude, you can see a huge and majestic city sitting on the ground.
The city was built with huge rocks weighing ten thousand kilograms. It was like a giant beast sleeping and lying down. It was rough, majestic and shocking. It was far from comparable to small towns like Beidou Town.
And this big city, in the past few days, has ushered in a grand event that occurs every three years, that is, the Qingyun Valley opens its gates to recruit disciples. Anyone under the age of 18 with extraordinary self-control and talent can participate.
At this time, within the giant city, magnificent building lofts stood tall, and the wide stone road that was more than ten feet long was crowded with people, making it extremely lively.
Many young boys and girls can be seen in this crowd, full of heroic spirit and excitement. Their purpose is to be selected for the entrance of Qingyun Valley. If they can pass the examination and enter the Qingyun Valley main sect, then the future martial arts road will undoubtedly be a bright one.
bright.
In Qingyun City, there is a huge square filled with people. Many young people are looking at the ten crystal pillars several feet high standing in front of them.
And beside these young men, there were many accompanying family members.
"Did you hear that a young man just lit up the soul measuring pillar to silver? It's only one step away from reaching gold!"
"Well, I heard it. It is said that the young man's martial spirit is the 'Psychic Wisdom Sword'. At the age of fourteen, his cultivation has reached the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm. His talent is really powerful."
"But no, this young man's talent has been valued by Qingyun Valley, and he has become a disciple of Qingyun Valley directly without having to go through the other two rounds of assessments!"
In the square, the crowd started talking, some were shocked and some were envious.
Listening to the conversation of several teenagers beside him, Ye Xuan, who was in the crowd, his eyes flashed slightly.
"Psychic Wisdom Sword, the name sounds very simple."
Ye Xuan murmured in his heart that he arrived at Qingyun City after half a day. There were many young warriors around him, and the ten crystal pillars in front of him were the soul-testing pillars used to test the level of martial souls. They were Qingyun's
Gu set the first level of the entrance examination.
Qingyun Valley recruits disciples, which is divided into two levels: the first level is a martial arts test, and the second level is an arena battle.
Although when he parted with Xuanxing, the other party wanted to introduce him to Xuanyue Sword Sect. Ye Xuan also knew that the other party had good intentions. If he entered the Xuanyue Sword Sect, he should be able to receive key training. But Ye Xuan has too many secrets, especially
It is such a terrifying method of devouring the essence of blood, but what the 'evil cultivators' did must not be leaked at all.
Some evil cultivators specialize in cultivating and upgrading by sucking other people's energy and blood. Their cultivation speed is often very fast, but if they frequently suck other people's essence and blood, they will gradually lose themselves, because the essence and blood contains a lot of evil spirits and desires.
, if you are not careful, you will go crazy and become a bloodthirsty demon.
Ye Xuan believes that he will not become a demon, because the Samsara Martial Soul will refine all the evil spirits and desires, and his training speed is definitely not comparable to that of those bloodthirsty evil cultivators. The reason is that those evil spirits
Every time Xiu becomes thirsty for blood, he must spend a lot of time refining a large amount of evil spirits and desires in the blood, but even so, they cannot refine all the evil spirits and desires.
"I can't slack off in my practice of the Ancient Devouring Art. The Ancient Devouring Art and the Samsara Martial Spirit complement each other. The more advanced I practice the Ancient Devouring Art, the stronger the Samsara Martial Soul's ability will be. Now I have practiced the Ancient Devouring Art to a level of one."
The first level is perfect. If you can practice this soul technique to the second level, you will be able to derive a sub-martial soul for the third time in the reincarnation of the martial soul!"
That's right, through Ye Xuan's understanding of the Ancient Devouring Technique during this period, he suddenly realized that if he wanted the Samsara Martial Spirit to derive a third martial soul, he must practice the Ancient Devouring Technique to the second level. And
If you want to derive a fourth sub-martial spirit, you need to practice to the third level of soul art. By analogy, every time you practice a level of martial arts, you can derive a sub-martial spirit...
Ye Xuan is really looking forward to how strong he will be when the Samsara Martial Soul derives a dozen martial souls!
"Shadow Wu, wait for me, I will definitely go."
Ye Xuan's eyes were sharp and he looked at the testing area ahead again.
I saw an old warrior sitting next to the soul-measuring pillar in front of him, sitting on a chair nearby, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Next to the soul-measuring pillar, there was a young deacon warrior standing there. He raised his hand to signal the next young boy to test and walk to the soul-measuring pillar.
"Don't be nervous, just press your right hand on the soul measuring pillar and use your energy to activate the martial soul." The young deacon said indifferently.
The young man, twelve or three, looked quite nervous. A white light came out of his palm and he pressed it on the soul measuring pillar.
The next moment, the boys and girls queuing behind were surprised to find that after the boy put his hand on the soul-measuring pillar, a wolf shadow appeared in the soul-measuring pillar, and the soul-measuring pillar emits a faint yellow halo.
"Second-grade martial spirit, unqualified, next one." The young deacon said coldly. The young man suddenly looked dull and walked down the platform lonely, and left the square with his accompanying family members in the eyes of the young people.
Next, the same scenes continued to play out. Boys and girls were nervously looking forward to going on stage, but one by one they were disappointed and left the stage. In less than half an hour, more than 70 people failed to pass the test and left, and only those who passed the test failed.
There are two of them.
The two of them were overjoyed as soon as they passed the test, and both looked proud and proud.
As time went by, in the square, as testers walked to the ten soul measuring pillars and released their martial souls, these soul measuring pillars shone from time to time, sometimes yellow, sometimes orange, and sometimes
Purple……
Next to each soul-measuring pillar are several Qinggu deacons, who will record the name of each qualified person, the corresponding martial soul and some identity information.
"My martial spirit is a thunder-type martial spirit. How could it be unqualified? Are you mistaken?" A young man shouted from the other side of the square. Ye Xuan looked at him in surprise.
But I saw a burly young man, looking at the unresponsive Jingzhu in front of him, shouting angrily.
"Is there anything impossible? Do you think your Lei Wuhun is great? Besides, Lei Wuhun also has strengths and weaknesses. Leave quickly and don't delay the test!" A female deacon's face darkened and she scolded.
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"No, I'm going to try again!" The young man was unmoved. As he said that, he was going to press his palm against the soul pillar again.
But before he could press his hand, a powerful force of wind struck him. The next moment, he flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling more than ten feet away.
He fell heavily to the ground.
"A mere second-grade martial soul dares to make trouble here. This is the first time. If anyone dares to make trouble unreasonably and waste time next time, it won't be a slap in the face!" said a man sitting next to the soul measuring pillar.
The old man slowly retracted his palm and said coldly.
Obviously, the slap just now was delivered by this old man.
The young people waiting for the test were shocked when they heard the old man's stern words and then saw the rough young man who was dying and being carried away.
Ye Xuan shook his head. He didn't know which big family that rough boy belonged to. He must have been arrogant and domineering at ordinary times, but he didn't look where he was.
He had just withdrawn his gaze when suddenly a commotion sounded from the right side of the square.
Many boys and girls looked in shock when they saw a dazzling silver light rising suddenly from the soul-measuring pillar on the right side of the square.
In front of the soul-measuring pillar, a young girl was standing quietly, releasing her martial soul.
That martial spirit turned out to be a huge white crane martial spirit, appearing in the sky.
The next moment, a crane roared across the square, and in a flash, the white crane's spirit flew into the sky, so dazzlingly beautiful that it soared straight into the sky!
Such a scene shocked everyone.
Silver-level martial arts! There is actually a silver-level martial spirit again, and it is only a little short of a gold-level martial spirit!
An old man from Qingyun Valley looked very good and said, "It's actually a silver-level martial spirit! Good! Great!"
"Oh my god, a silver-level martial spirit, such a powerful talent!?"
"Not only is she extremely beautiful, but she is also extremely talented in martial arts. What a genius!"
There were exclamations in the square.
I saw that the girl was tall and slim. Although she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, her eyes were as soft as silk, her lips were small, her nose was beautiful, her slender figure was delicate and delicate, and her expression was somewhat gentle.
The girl felt relieved when she saw that her martial spirit was actually at the silver level, and then she smiled.
At this moment, a young man ran over with an excited expression.
This young man is handsome and handsome, with a fair face, a bit shy, and very sunny. He is as approachable as the boy next door.
"Xiao Rou, your martial spirit is actually silver level, this is really great!" The young man ran to the girl in the yellow dress and said excitedly.
"Yeah, brother Chen, I believe your martial spirit will not be low..." The girl nodded, took out a piece of white brocade, and carefully wiped the sweat from the boy's face due to nervousness.
With the two people acting so intimately, others could naturally tell that they were a young couple.
For a moment, countless boys in the square looked at the handsome young man who came later, feeling envious and jealous, and some even showed angry and unkind eyes.
At this time, on one side of the square, there was a young man wearing a silver robe, watching the two people laughing. A layer of haze rose in his eyes, as if he had finally found the prey, only to find that the prey already had an owner.
"Master Hao, this girl is pretty good. Do you need us to do anything?"
"Haha, I think that girl doesn't have a big family background, otherwise she wouldn't have to take the test and would directly enter the sect. As for the man, he looks like a lowly person and he doesn't know what kind of dog he ate."
Lucky for you, I got that girl's favor..."
"Hehe, if Master Shangguan just says a word, I will send someone to get this girl and send her to Master Shangguan's bed."
Next to the young man in brocade robes were several boys and girls who were also wearing noble clothes. They were obviously dominated by this young man in brocade robes, and they all tried to please him.
"Hmph, no need for now, this product is good, I want to play with it slowly." Shangguan Hao sneered, with a hint of amusement on his face.
Which of the women that Shangguan Hao likes doesn't automatically run to bed?
"Let's go. As long as she enters the sect, she will fall into my hands sooner or later." As he said that, Shangguan Hao turned and left. Other boys and girls in luxurious clothes hurriedly followed. Wherever they passed, people in the square were all hurriedly shouting.
Get out of the way.
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