Seal Cultivation for Self-Improvement

This third round of trials continued until the second day. In the early morning, several previous monks who came out of the heart couldn't help but yawn, and Xu Hong distributed the wooden cards to them, so that Shen Qianlan, who finally got back crying, took them to rest.

At the beginning of the autumn, I wanted to take a look at it. After all, he had already reached the end of refining. The demand for sleep was not as great as before, but it was more important to satisfy curiosity. But as time went by, the speed of the remaining monks came out more and more slowly, and the more they looked, the more boring.

In addition, Xiao Chunmian also plans to go to rest first, and Yu Qiu abandoned that curiosity, as the monks followed Shen Qianlan.

Along the way, there were monks who couldn’t help but scream.

Although they are all in the Xuanyang Mountain, the place at the moment, and the residence of the previous two customs, is a different day. In the exclamation, the monks finally saw the house they were going to live in, and they suddenly sighed.

"a!"

"It's still the same small broken wooden house..." The little monk who valued the outside enjoyment whispered quietly.

"Idiot! Is the house the focus? The focus is on the aura! What a strong aura!" There were other monks on the side that retorted.

The monk who can't see the value of the aura contained in the air can only say that there is no suffering. The rich aura is exactly what many scattered things can't do.

Even in the autumn, after breathing deeply several times, I couldn’t help but feel that this world has chosen to come to Xuanyangzong. It’s really right.

The monk's cultivation is to be refined, and the monks want to use instruments, spells, and even symbols, all of which require the aura of the body. Unlike the spiritual power based solely on the monks themselves, the aura of the monk's body relies on the absorption and polishing of the outer aura. Aura is the food of the monk. Once a monk is cultivated to build a foundation, he can pry the valley, but no matter which realm he cultivates, there must be no aura.

However, the mysteriousness of the Xuanyan mainland is lacking. Only a few good spiritual veins are occupied by the Dazhongmen. The Xuanyang Spirit of Xuanyang Mountain is one of them.

Just by exposing the aura of the point from the Xuanyang Spirit, you can make Fangbei Mountain full of monsters, and let the eight-order monsters cross the Xuanyang Mountain. However, the true Xuanyang spirit is actually surrounded by the Xuanyang sect.

"This is our outer door of Xuanyang." Shen Qianlan smiled and glanced at them. "The aura in our inner door is ten times more intense than it is now."

After she said that she would leave with arrogance, the trial monk who left only one place was still shocked.

Yu Qiu shook his head and looked for the sign on the wooden sign to find the room assigned to him. After he went in, he fell to sleep.

Because of the rare and powerful Lingshi, he slept very well, and he slept for most of the day.

When Yu Qiu woke up in the evening, Gu Ruxue was calling everyone. At this time, the monks who had walked out of the heart had already had more than half of them. The remaining half were trapped in death and could not extricate themselves. They were saved by Gu Ruxue.

Then Gu Ruxue began to announce the score of the third level.

Those who were finally rescued by her, let alone say, are all zero points.

The rest left on his own, the score is divided into two. One is the time through the heart, and the other is the performance in the heart.

This is a bit unfair at first glance, because the darkest shades in the bottom of each person are different, and the difficulty of coping is naturally different. The explanation for Gu Ruxue is that the haze of the bottom of the heart is also a part of the monk himself. If a monk cannot face these hazes, whether the reason is that the will is too fragile, or the haze itself is too heavy, it cannot become a Xuanyang ancestor. Need a disciple.

The two scores of Yu Qiu are just outstanding, and the second pass has a very good score of three percent. The final score is actually in the top five.

Xiao Chunmian took a long time to get out of his heart, but his performance in the heart has been highly rated... Of course, regardless of his score, he is the first to do his best.

As for the high from the cold, in the second level is so eye-catching, the third level of the score is really not commendable. Originally, his passing time was quite good. The result was delayed for a long time in the vicinity of the intersection. Finally, it was later than Xiaochun Mian, and his performance in the heart was even more terrible. Three customs and one comprehensive, the total score is straight out of the top ten.

"The three customs have already finished the test." Then Gu Ruxue said another sentence, "This is the end of the Xuanyang Zong entry trial."

...this is over?

When this was said, the monks with good total scores were secretly glad that those total scores were still low and they were counting on them and then they all burst into tears.

Especially those monks who chose to give up the opportunity in the second level, at this time looking at the poor total score, they all looked gray and regretted.

"The final 30 points in the top 30, you can enter the Xuanyang Zongmen, become a disciple of Xuanyang Zong."

If it is true, it is a sentence, the group of second monks who have abandoned the right have all been brushed down, even if the third highest score is not able to catch up to the top thirty. But even if the second level has not abstained, there are several happy couples. After all, there are only 30 people who have finally got what they want, and there are still 80 people who are still standing here.

For example, Zhang Donggua, who was in the beginning of the autumn and the line of the autumn, is just 50 points. Gu Ruxue’s two words and one exit, he was a little crumbling, it was like standing still. This year's introductory trial is already the farthest year he has gone, but is it really necessary to stop there? Zhang Dongguae has no face in his face.

Yu Qiu looked at his unsettled look, smiled and shook his head: what is urgent, then there is still.

"Although only the top 30 can finally enter the inner door." Then Gu Ruxue turned his head and turned. "But all the monks who are still standing here, your efforts and sincerity, Zongmen have already seen it." In the eyes, therefore, Zongmen decided to give you another chance. Only need to deliver 200 pieces of Zhongpin Lingshi, you can enter the Xuanyang Zongwai Gate and become a foreign disciple of my Xuanyangzong."

……what?

Zhang Dong melon, which was still crumbling, suddenly stood firm. He repeatedly chewed the words of Gu Ruxue, and it seemed as if the stars were bright. In the past five years, he has never been to this last step, so he did not know that there is still this festival! At this moment, he finally understood how the huge outer door of Xuanyangzong came.... But...Is it true that Xuanyangzong will collect money like this?

"The next ten days, please rest well and wait for the entry ceremony after ten days." After Gu Ruxue said something, the sleeves were stunned, and the figure when he left was still so fascinating.

The monks who originally had a sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sects. Stone? It’s not going to be the heart of a gentleman’s heart... It’s just that Xuanyang Zong is really just to give them a chance...

Yu Qiu looked at the tangled look of the monks, and forced a face all the way. Until he returned to his new place of residence, he finally couldn't help but laugh.

It didn't take long for Yu Qiu to knock on the door and open the door to see it. It was really the tangled Zhang Donggua.

"Yu Qiu heroes...you see..."

Yu Qiu waved his hand. "Don't think too complicated, it's just that."

"But..." Zhang Dongguae is still so entangled in his face. "That is Xuanyang Zong... that is Master Jin Dan..."

"What happened to Xuanyang Zong? What happened to Master Jin Dan?" Yu Qiu shrugged his shoulders. "Golden Master is also a monk, and of course he will need Lingshi."

Before the person pays the money, he also sets a threshold. Xuanyang Zong has already gathered a lot of money.

If Zhang Donggua realized it, he finally sighed. Although the tall image of Xuanyangzong seems to have collapsed in his heart, he has not been eliminated directly, but has an opportunity to enter the outer door. This is always a good thing.

"But two hundred Chinese spirits..." Zhang Donggua is another sigh.

After removing the original aura of Xuanyang Zong, what remains is a very secular "what is worth it" problem. Two hundred medium-sized stone, which is not only a small number, is 20,000 pieces of the lower stone. Even if Zhang Donggua, who has been collecting Fangshan for many years, wants to take out the money, he has to cast a few pieces of meat, which is very painful.

"Is there still ten days? This is the ten days that give you time to think about it." Yu Qiudao, "You will have a good time in these ten days, and then naturally you will know that the value is not worth it."

Although I heard that Zhang Dongguao was still very entangled, I also knew that the rest of the matter should not be asked again. I had to thank Yuqiu and tangled back.

After a few more days, Zhang Donggua knew that Yu Qiu wanted him to have a good understanding of what it was.

Reiki! Ample aura! Beautiful aura!

As long as you join Xuanyangzong, even if it is just an outside door, even if there is nothing else, as long as you can get this kind of abundance of aura every day, it is a world of difference with the previous one!

Then, on the ninth day after the end of the third level, one thing happened to completely break the psychological defense of Zhang Donggua. He had already been obstructed for many years in the six layers of refining, and even after touching the aura of the Xuanyang Zongwai door for nine days, he broke through to the late refining!

Zhang Dongguae waved Lingshi, green eyes flew to the face of Xu Hong, who was responsible for collecting money, and screamed to hand over the spiritual stone.

Pay! Must be paid! Not paying is not a person!

Ten days are full, and the monks who are holding Lingshi’s pleading to join the Xuanyang ancestral gates abound. I have to pay for the bankruptcy, and I want my grandfather to pay for it! The rest of those who did not pay, even if they went bankrupt, they would not be able to pay the grandfather’s grandmother...

After the satisfaction of the spirit stone was handed over, the monks slammed their mouths and thought without hesitation: the aura of listening to the inner door is ten times more abundant than the outer door...

Unfortunately, only the 30 people were included in the inner door.

As early as the third day, when most monks were still struggling to pay the money, Yu Qiu and others were taken into the inner door by Shen Qianlan and placed in a mountain in the inner mountain of Xuanyang.

Before picking up the residence, Yu Qiu whispered to Shen Qianlan, "I don't know where the Taoist friend lives?"

Since entering the Xuanyang Zongmen, Yu Qiu did not see Xiao Chunmian, only to estimate that he was taken elsewhere.

"He?" Shen Qianlan Xiumei picked up and gently supervised Yu Qiuyi. "You choose your own, and what do you expect? Xiaoshidi will not live with you."