Deacon Qin stared at Lin Lang in disbelief, wondering where his confidence and arrogance came from.
Does he have a good background?
Deacon Qin didn't think too much. As long as these people didn't continue to make trouble in the Suzaku Sect, it would be nothing to do with him.
"That's it? Beat up the son of the Minister of Rites and the emperor's son, and that's it??"
"I have never seen such a arrogant person. Although he is fine now, once he gets out of the Suzaku Sect, no one can protect him."
Meng Fanjiang clenched his fists, looking at Lin Lang's nonchalant expression, he was also thinking secretly in his heart.
Does Brother Lin still have any trump cards left?
"Humph, that's it? Lin Lang, do you know that you have committed a heinous crime! When you get out of the Suzaku Sect, I will let you know what life is worse than death!"
Yan Luohong looked ferocious, and he had figured it out. There was no need to confront Lin Lang head-on now. All he had to do was wait until the assessment was over. By then, let alone one Lin Lang, not even hundreds or thousands of Lin Lang would be able to defeat him!
"Brother Yan! Are you...are you okay?"
Mu Zhiyuan quickly ran over and helped Yan Luohong. At this time, the left side of Yan Luohong's face was swollen and his arms were bruised and bruised.
"Sister Zhiyuan, I'm fine."
Only then did Yan Luohong smile. He just wanted to reach out and hold Mu Zhiyuan's hand, but she dodged him in a panic.
A feeling of annoyance arose spontaneously, and there was no doubt that this resentment was placed on Lin Lang's head by Yan Luohong.
"Please."
Lin Lang shrugged, looking nonchalant.
When the farce came to an end, Meng Fanjiang hurried to Lin Lang's side and pressed his shoulders firmly.
"Brother Lin!! Did you know that you have caused a big trouble! Hey, it's all my fault. I had nothing to do to provoke that Chen Rufeng, otherwise I wouldn't have implicated you. What should I do now?"
Meng Fanjiang squatted on the ground in annoyance. Now, only if he becomes a core disciple, can he have a chance to keep Lin Lang. But can he really become a core disciple with his talent...
Lin Lang's heart warmed slightly and he said no more.
"Okay, let's start testing."
Deacon Qin waved to Lu Pinglang, who showed understanding.
The two of them walked deeper into the square.
I don't know when two other middle-aged men appeared in the depths, and they seemed to be quite powerful.
The four people stood in the four directions of east, west, north and south.
"Sorry for bothering you!"
Deacon Qin cupped his hands, and all four of them released the aura of the psychic realm!
Four psychic realms!
This huge aura made Lin Lang feel tremendous pressure. As expected, the two middle-aged men who just appeared were also deacons of the Suzaku Sect.
The four people released their spiritual energy, and square white lights began to be drawn on the ground. There were interlaced white lights on the white lights, as if they could distort space.
After a while, a black building gradually appeared among the four people. It was a black tower that reached the sky!
Wow!!
Everyone raised their heads while making a noise, but the black tower seemed to reach the top of the clouds, and there was no end in sight. The appearance of the black tower was as dark as a curtain, as if it was made of steel, and it was extremely hard.
Spiritual pagoda!
Lin Lang looked a little excited. Although it was not the first time he saw the spiritual pagoda, he couldn't help but be excited.
The spiritual pagoda is the most standard building used to test talent. Although there are still some magic sphere mirrors in the world that can roughly see a person's talent, the spiritual pagoda is always the most accurate measurement.
The test method is also very simple. There are a hundred floors in the spiritual pagoda. Which floor you can climb will show how much talent you have! And a thousand years ago, Lin Lang climbed to the 23rd floor, which was his limit!
"Let me explain to you, this is the spiritual tower you are going to use to test your talents. It has a hundred floors. As for how far you can go, it depends on your talents. Each floor will have a member of my Suzaku Sect.
A disciple is responsible for recording. Try your best to rush up! But remember one thing, you must not show off your strength, got it!" Deacon Qin reminded everyone that if you want to forcefully climb to a level that does not belong to you, you will easily be defeated by the tower.
Burned by spiritual fire.
"yes!!"
Everyone responded in unison, gearing up and eager to give it a try.
"Okay, I wish you all a smooth test. Now please enter the tower in an orderly manner!"
Deacon Qin waved his hand, and thousands of people filed in and headed towards the tower.
"Brother Yan, are you really not going in with me?"
Mu Zhiyuan confirmed with Yan Luohong again.
At this moment, half of Yan Luohong's face was swollen, but he still said gently: "Sister Zhiyuan, I have already made my decision. Besides, I know my talent, and there is no point in going anymore. But you, a
After people enter, they must not show off their strength, you know? Spiritual Fire only recognizes talents and not people."
As a prince, how could Yan Luohong not have the opportunity to test his talent? As early as eight years old, his father, the emperor of the Wind and Fire Kingdom, took him to test his talent. There were a total of fifty-three points! This is also the case with Feng.
The reason why the Emperor of the Fire Nation doted on his youngest son the most.
However, at fifty-three points... it still failed to meet the requirements of the disciples of the Suzaku Sect. This also caused Yan Luohong's plan to completely fail.
Not only did he fail, but he was also beaten in vain. He couldn't care about anything else now. He just wanted to end the assessment quickly and then take revenge on that kid...
"Well, I understand."
Mu Zhiyuan responded and entered the tower alone.
"Brother Meng, shall we come together?"
"Huh? Ah!!"
Meng Fanjiang seemed to have not yet recovered from what happened just now, and replied in a daze.
…
Inside the tower.
The first floor of the pagoda is a little dark, with only a few bright lights hanging on the walls. Apart from the relatively dim light, there is no difference between this place and the outside world.
"What! I thought it was so bluffing, but it turns out it's so simple."
"Shut up, this is the first floor, you'll be in trouble later!"
…
Many people have already begun to show off proudly, but more people are still rushing to the next level.
It wasn't until everyone reached the tenth floor that there were obvious changes in the tower.
The butterflies transformed from the spiritual fire danced gracefully in the tower, and some butterflies even circled around the people's bodies, as if they were getting close to them.
"It seems that it has started to change. I can feel that the temperature inside the tower has increased a little compared to the first floor."
There was a butterfly on Meng Fanjiang's finger. When he wanted to reach out and grab it, the butterfly turned into sparks and scattered without leaving a trace.
Lin Lang remembered that when he came to the tenth floor a thousand years ago, he could clearly feel the increase in temperature. But now, he doesn't feel a trace, which is probably due to the improvement of his talent.
As for the freshmen around them, some of them were already sweating heavily on their heads, and their breathing was not smooth.
By the time they reached the fifteenth floor, the spiritual fire in the tower had transformed into the shape of a bird, flying around above everyone's heads. Some people were already sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
"Hmph! Isn't this enough? A waste is indeed a waste! Why should you come to take the assessment if you can't even reach the twentieth floor? It's embarrassing!!"
Chen Rufeng held his head with a bruised face and a swollen face, and still spoke with the same venomous tongue. But no one dared to resist him, because he showed that he was calm and confident.
"Although Chen Rufeng has a bad personality, his talent is really amazing. Judging from this, he is probably definitely above me."
Meng Fanjiang was dissatisfied, but he could only accept the reality.
Unknowingly, the two of them had reached the twentieth floor, which is also the lowest threshold that determines whether a person can become a disciple of the Suzaku Sect.
It can be seen that most of the freshmen who came here expressed a sense of relief. Some even wet their clothes with sweat and fell to their knees on the ground crying.
"It's really not easy..."
"I...I can finally join the Suzaku Sect! Dad! Mom! Have you seen it!"
"The twentieth floor! To think that I actually have the talent to enter the twentieth floor!!"
Lin Lang looked at these freshmen who had just stepped into the twentieth floor with their best efforts, and couldn't help but think of his old self.
When he just stepped onto the twentieth floor, the excitement on his face was the same as theirs.
And only on the twentieth floor did a disciple of the Suzaku Sect appear in charge of recording!
This also means that people who have stepped onto the twentieth floor have been officially accepted by the Suzaku Sect!
Lin Lang probably counted the thousands of people who originally poured into the spiritual pagoda, but only about half of them were left here. You must know that the new people who can come to participate must be people who are very confident in their talents. But this is the case
, still eliminated half of the people.
"Huh??"
Meng Fanjiang stared at Lin Lang with his eyes wide open. He was just looking at the scenery and people around him, but he didn't pay attention to this kid.
At this moment, Lin Lang was really standing still! Not to mention his blushing and heartbeat, even his breathing rate was almost the same as usual!