There was silence all around, and Zhang Yiwen stared at Qin Yu with surprise and doubt between his brows, as if he thought he heard wrongly.
After being stunned for a long time, Zhang Yiwen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Are you the one who didn't light up the karma lamp?"
Qin Yu smiled and said nothing.
"Haha, does this junior brother think that there is still someone who can pass the two tests? Zhang is not an arrogant person, but he is still sure of it." Zhang Yiwen stared at Qin Yu, his brows filled with confidence.
"I don't believe it, huh, I'll try it!" Before Qin Yu could say anything, a disciple said indignantly and ran directly into the gate.
"Yes, I want to try it too."
"Don't be anxious, come one by one." Suddenly, all the disciples took the initiative to line up, waiting to enter the gate to take the deacon assessment. It didn't take long before a long queue formed.
Qin Yu also couldn't laugh or cry, secretly sighing at Chu Yuechan's charm.
And Zhang Yiwen's face was full of sarcasm. He raised his hands and feet with confidence, and said calmly: "Senior Sister Chu, there is still a month left. If you want to pass the second assessment, you can come to me."
I, Zhang Yifeng, will definitely know everything and will tell you everything, I will wait for you at Xuanzimai Tianyue Peak." After saying this, Zhang Yiwen raised his feet and left.
"Pfft!" Qin Yu couldn't help but burst into laughter. Zhang Yiwen was just a young boy, and he was overconfident.
Zhang Yiwen paused in his steps, with a murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "This junior brother, is he funny?"
"Yes." Qin Yu greeted Zhang Yiwen.
Zhang Yiwen snorted coldly and was about to say something when he heard Chu Yuechan say calmly: "Junior brother Zhang, please come back. The position of deacon is dispensable to me."
Zhang Yiwen's face became a little uneasy, he stared at Qin Yu uncertainly, and said coldly: "If I didn't think you were about to die, today I would like to ask you what's so funny."
"Isn't it funny? We'll know in a month?" Qin Yu's eyes were filled with confusion.
"Really? How about we make a bet. If I become the deacon of the Cangshuge Pavilion in one month, all you need to do is apologize. If I don't become the deacon of the Cangshuge Pavilion, I, Zhang Yiwen, will become your disciple. How about that?" Zhang
Yiwen said coldly that he has absolute confidence to become the deacon of the Library Pavilion. These two tests are too abnormal, and he does not believe that anyone in the sect can pass.
"There's no need to become a disciple. If you don't become a deacon, just be my boy and let me do my bidding." Qin Yu smiled lightly.
Zhang Yiwen laughed angrily and wanted to kill Qin Yu. After taking a few deep breaths, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay!" After saying that, Zhang Yiwen turned around and left. He only felt that his chest was full of pain.
He was going to be furious. If he didn't leave, he was afraid that he would kill Qin Yu regardless of Chu Yuechan.
After seeing Zhang Yiwen walk away, Chu Yuechan sighed quietly and said, "Actually, you don't need to offend him. There may be some in the sect who can pass the two tests, but most of them are preparing for the disciple election in two years' time!"
"Anyway, I'm about to die. What should I be afraid of? Besides, everything is uncertain. Maybe... someone will come forward in this month and maybe pass the deacon examination." Qin Yu smiled lightly.
Chu Yuechan had a very good impression on Qin Yu, and this Yiwen had ulterior motives, which made Qin Yu disgusted, so he came forward. As for whether he would be offended, Qin Yu didn't think much about it. After all, Qin Yu had absolute confidence in becoming a deacon, and
At that time, it was difficult for Zhang Yiwen to move him. If he took ten thousand steps back, with the great master Huang Ting around, would Qin Yu be afraid of Zhang Yiwen?
Looking at Qin Yu with complicated eyes, Chu Yuechan shook her head and said: "Although the causal lamp is not lit, you don't have to give up on yourself. During this time, you can follow me to Tianzimai. No one can touch you there."
"Thank you, Senior Sister Chu. I know everything well. Besides, if I really go to Tianzimai with Senior Sister Chu, I'm afraid I won't live for more than three years." Qin Yu joked.
Two blushes appeared on Chu Yuechan's cheeks, and she naturally heard the meaning of Qin Yu's words. She pretended to be calm, brushed her black hair on her temples, looked away and said: "Okay, you can take care of yourself. If anything happens, go to Tianzimai
Find me."
"Yes, Senior Sister Chu." Qin Yu nodded.
After watching Chu Yuechan leave, Qin Yu looked at the long queue and felt the murderous gazes of hundreds of disciples. He smiled bitterly in his heart and had to wait a few days before coming again.
Five days later.
Qin Yu changed his appearance as Chen Xing and queued up to enter the right door of the library. There was a blindfold at the door, so people outside could not see inside, and people inside could not see outside.
Once you enter the gate, all the noise is instantly cut off, and you seem to have entered an independent space.
Inside this gate is a deserted small courtyard. The courtyard is empty except for a stone tablet erected at the very end.
Qin Yu walked under the stone monument and looked around, feeling surprised. Logically speaking, there should be two stone monuments here. After all, the second level of assessment is also here.
After pondering for a while, Qin Yu bit his index finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and pressed it on the stone tablet. Then he sat down cross-legged and integrated his mind into the stone tablet.
moment.
Tens of thousands of books appeared in Qin Yu's mind, and at the same time a vicissitudes of voice sounded: "You only have one stick of incense time."
Qin Yu held his breath, and his mind passed over each book, and paragraphs of text emerged. What surprised Qin Yu was that these books ranged from the lowest to the most profound. Qin Yu didn't think too much, and his mind passed by.
For each book, write down the words on it.
The time of a stick of incense flies by in an instant.
When the time came, there were still tens of thousands of books printed in Qin Yu's mind, but the order had been disrupted. Qin Yu's mind enveloped all the books and quickly returned each book to its place. The speed was so fast that he could probably
Zhang Yiwen looked at it and thought he was dreaming.
This first level is actually easy for Qin Yu. At the beginning, it was much more difficult to take the assessment of Tianqi Sect's Library Pavilion. There were hundreds of thousands of books there, and this is only ten thousand.
In less than half a stick of incense, Qin Yu returned them all to their places. However, in order not to be too shocking, Qin Yu deliberately reversed the order of several books.
Just when Qin Yu was mentally preparing to exit the stone tablet, a vicissitudes of voice sounded again: "Read thousands of volumes, and create a spirit secret. There is no limit to the grade."
Qin Yu smiled. This second level is different from the Tianqi Sect's assessment. The second level of the Tianqi Sect's test is to sort all the books from high grade to low grade. In the Ten Thousand Level War Sect, it is the creation of the spirit.
tactic.
This is probably what Wang Qing did intentionally. He wants to select people with excellent understanding for the Wanzhong War Sect and create powerful spiritual techniques like himself.
Qin Yu pondered for a while, and it was easy for him to create spiritual secrets. Of course, what Qin Yu created was only a low-level spiritual secret. To create a high-level spiritual secret, it would take a long time to comprehend and fuse it. Then, Qin Yu
Combining the ancient books I read in my mind, passages of text appeared in my mind.
After half a ring.
Qin Yu murmured to himself: "Let's call it Little Star Jue."
As soon as he finished speaking, the stone tablet burst into light, shrouding Qin Yu, and a powerful force swept through Qin Yu's body and disappeared instantly. This was somewhat similar to when he lit the karma lamp.
Opening his eyes, Qin Yu glanced at the stone monument, then stood up slowly, whether he passed it or not, he would know a month later.
Immediately, Qin Yu left the small courtyard.
"What's taking you so long? It's like you passed." The disciple who was behind Qin Yu looked at Qin Yu angrily and walked into the gate.
Qin Yu smiled calmly, came to the stone tablet, and looked for his name carefully. But what surprised Qin Yu was that his name was not on the stone tablet.
"What's going on?" Qin Yu was surprised. Although he deliberately reversed the order of several books, it stands to reason that he had completed at least 90% of the books and could at least reach the top of the stone tablet.
Check the stele ranking again.
As before, the phantom still sits on top of the stone tablet, and below it is:
"Wang Houde"
"Ni Feng"
"Emperor Meteor"
"What's going on? Is it possible that the Ten Thousand Levels War Sect has produced a few people with stronger memories than mine?" Qin Yu went all the way down and after reading the entire stele, he still didn't see his name.
Qin Yu was unwilling to watch it again.
Look again!
Still not.
Qin Yu stood in front of the stone monument and waited quietly, wondering if the stone monument hadn't responded yet.
But after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement on the stone tablet, and the ranking remained unchanged.
"Is this... could it be because I didn't light the causal lamp? Do I pass the test?" Qin Yu was dumbfounded. He clearly passed the two tests, but he didn't leave anything behind?
"I have no choice but to wait for the results in a month. If I hadn't been the deacon, I would have argued with the library." Qin Yu shook his head, thought to himself, turned and left.
Qin Yu didn't know that since he passed the first test, on the top of the mountain where the library is located, a simple old man opened his eyes and looked down at Qin Yu, seeming to see through the clouds, space, and space.