This news spread to all the disciples of the three major sects is about a trial.
This trial immediately attracted everyone's attention. Even some practitioners who had been in seclusion for many years were moved by the experience and chose to leave seclusion.
Because... this is not an ordinary trial, this is... Lord Tingshu's trial to accept a disciple!
The Tingyu Lord will choose the first person in this trial to accept him as a disciple and become his personal disciple. Before this, for many years, the aloof Tingyu Lord had only conducted three apprenticeship trials.
Each of his three direct disciples paid attention to the city of Tingyu in his era. Although each of them finally realized the Tao of Tingyu, they chose to seclusion in life and death and did not appear in front of others. They have not yet appeared, but their deeds have always been
It was remembered in the hearts of the cultivators in Tingyu City.
Becoming a disciple of the Master of Listening Desire is the supreme honor for any monk in the three sects. Therefore, as soon as the purpose of this trial was announced, the enthusiasm of the three major sects immediately rose. Anyone who thought they were qualified to compete for it would
The heart is full of fighting spirit.
At the same time, in this trial, although only the first place will be accepted as a disciple by Lord Tingdesi, the second and third place will also have amazing rewards. The subsequent rankings will also be like this. It can be said that as long as you are in the top ten,
The benefits obtained are huge, more than ten times that of retreating on your own.
In this way, even those monks who are not qualified to compete for the first place are naturally full of expectations.
But just when this announcement spread throughout the three sects and countless monks went crazy about it, Wang Baole, who was meditating in the cave, opened his eyes and looked down at the jade slip in his hand. The content of the announcement echoed in his mind. After a while, his eyes
There was a flash of light.
Without the information from the Seven Emotions Joy Lord, Wang Baole had to admit this time that he would not be able to discern too many clues from this trial. But it is different now. With the Joy Lord's words in front of him, Wang Baole seems to have the skills.
I have the qualifications to peel back the fog and see the cruelty hidden behind this layer of trial fog.
"Becoming the number one, being accepted as a disciple by this Master of Listening Desire, but actually... I was taken over by him."
"Looking at it this way, the first three disciples that Lord Tingyu has initiated in these many years should be like this. Therefore, the first three direct disciples all used seclusion to hide their affairs from the public. In fact...
These three have become the three clones of Lord Tingyu, who are now the sect leaders of the three major sects."
Wang Baole shook his head slightly, but the fighting spirit slowly rose in his heart.
What he wants is different from what others want. He not only wants to be number one, but also...the 30% rule of hearing!
What he wants is the moment when the clone of the Rhythm Dao of the Master of Listening Desire seizes his own body, reverses everything, robs the other party of everything, and makes it his own super complement.
"Once I do it...then although I am still not as good as the Master of Listening Desire in terms of the Law of Listening Desire, even if the Listening Desire Master takes action himself, there is nothing he can do to me after all!"
"Because the gap between us in the Law of Listening and Desire...is no longer that big!"
Wanting to be here, Wang Baole seemed to have a flame burning in his eyes. This flame had a name, ambition.
In the midst of this raging ambition, Wang Baole closed his eyes and continued to comprehend his own notes, silently waiting for the passage of time. According to the notice, the trial will officially begin in half a month.
At the same time, the beautiful Yue Lingzi in the Harmony Sect also had troubles in her heart at this moment. In this trial, she was not completely sure that she could defeat everyone and become the first.
"My opponents, apart from the older generation of monks who have been in seclusion for many years and have reached unknown levels, the most important one... is the Yinxi of the Musical Path!"
There are two major schools of music and rhythm. One is named Zong Hengzi, and the other is named Yinxi. The former is obsessed with music, has a good reputation, and is very famous. The latter is extremely mysterious and low-key. Outsiders only know his name and rarely meet him in person.
who.
For Yue Lingzi, she was sure to defeat the Taoists from the other two sects, including Shi Lingzi from her own sect, but this Yin Xi... So in silence, Yue Lingzi gently took out a broken piece of paper.
music score, there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
At the same time, Shi Lingzi was also preparing for the trial, but compared to Yue Lingzi's persistence in wanting to be number one, what supported Shi Lingzi's efforts was that he felt that this might be an opportunity to find his enemy.
According to his memories of that enemy, he felt that this guy was very strong and qualified to compete for the top ten. Unless the opponent held back this time, he would definitely be able to find him.
"If I find you, you bastard, I will definitely make you regret humiliating me!" Shi Lingzi snorted coldly, but he also understood that there was a high possibility that he would not be able to see the other person this time.
And if the other party really resists not participating in the trial, then he will be very happy here, because he is clearly qualified for the trial, but he is unable to participate because of his own situation. Then this kind of loss itself is the source of happiness for Shi Lingzi.
Also preparing were Taoists from the other two sects. Whether it was the two handsome male cultivators from Hengqin Taoism or Zong Hengzi, who was obsessed with music, they were using all means to improve themselves in the following time.
In addition, the older generation of monks from the three sects of seclusion are also like this, working hard, as if they want to be a blockbuster in this trial.
In this way, time passed slowly, and half a month flew by.
When the day of trial came, the sound of bells echoed in the mountain gates of the three sects at the same time. At the same time, the identity tokens of each disciple of the three sects shone brightly at this moment.
This light is filled with the meaning of teleportation. All disciples who want to participate in the trial do not need to register. They only need to send their spiritual thoughts into the jade slip at this moment and they will be teleported to the trial place.
The form of this trial is not known before the tester enters. In the past three apprenticeship trials, some were entered into secret realms, and some were assessed at various levels. However, no one knows what this time will be like.
But to Wang Baole, these were not important. He glanced at the jade slip in his hand and felt the nearly 100,000 notes stacked in his body, as well as the complete ancient song that he had finally created over the past few days.
With a flash of light in his eyes, he directly integrated his spiritual thoughts into the jade slip, and his figure suddenly disappeared in the next moment.
At the same time, among the three volcanoes in the dark night, deep in the volcano representing the Rhythm Path, in the black flames, a figure sat cross-legged.
This figure's aura was very weak, his expression was painful, his whole body was filled with cracks and rot, and he was on the verge of collapse. He seemed to be trying his best to maintain himself from falling apart.
While lingering for breath, the figure opened his eyes. There was no longer any black in his eyes, and they were covered with a layer of white paste. It seemed that even the act of opening his eyes made the figure extremely painful.
But the figure still tried to open its eyes and looked forward.