natural fairy species

Chapter 83
"It's as real as it is an illusion and also as a dream. Is this the power of the magic weapon... Fortunately, it is only used as a test of the psyche of the disciples of the sect, otherwise the Qi-refining cultivator will fall into it and be trapped to death."

Bai Zichen was in a trance for a while, unable to distinguish reality from illusion.

He seemed to have really experienced all that. He was injured and fell to the bottom of the valley, and under the name of a genius he once was, he rebuilt it again amidst cold eyes and sarcasm.

In the end, he bet his life, asked the sky for that elusive chance, lived to death in the impossible, and succeeded in building the foundation.

Although the entire cultivation process in the illusion, the foundation building experience is all illusory, and the memory is muddled.

But he could faintly feel that this journey of illusion finally broke through the realm, which would be of great benefit to his future cultivation.

"how is this possible!"

Xiong Baishan finally stopped on the 32nd level of the sky, completely sinking into it, and was automatically passed on by the Wenxin sky.

Standing at the bottom of the sky steps, he looked at Bai Zichen, sometimes confused, sometimes afraid, but finally with a resolute expression, he climbed up the steps step by step, and stood firmly on the first step.

"It's all right... The heart road assessment is only for the character of the tester, and it doesn't represent anything else. There are many disciples with outstanding character who died halfway, and it has nothing to do with the strength of fighting skills."

The confident Xiong Baishan's complexion changed, and he could only mutter to cheer himself up. His accompanying bear beast was his confidence.

"how is this possible!"

Ma Ming in front of the water mirror uttered the same sentence.

Of course he recognized Bai Zichen, this inner sect disciple who took over the cave that he had left for his clan sister and made him lose face a lot.

Back then, Ma Ming fell into a hallucination when he walked more than 20 steps on the road of asking his heart. Because of his impulsive actions, he killed a junior brother.

Since then, grievances and resentments have been intertwined, and in the midst of constant revenge, they have embarked on the path of killing, and finally spent a hundred years in vain, dying of exhaustion in the killing, and the trial is over.

He judged others by himself, he never imagined that Bai Zichen could reach level [-].

"It won't surpass the head of Wei... It doesn't matter if it breaks, every time the new disciples in the province go to the trial, he has the highest record in the past century!"

Elder Zhang was startled at first, but then thought of this festival, and then faintly looked forward to it.

"Go back and send me all the information about this disciple named Bai Zichen... No matter how many steps he can take, he is enough to pass the test in terms of xinxing. If he is also good in other aspects, that person can list him in the list. front."

Liang Yu confessed, and continued to stare closely at the figure in the water mirror.

Bai Zichen stayed on the fiftieth level for a long time this time, with a puzzled look on his face, and he even looked around subconsciously.

Established the foundation at the age of 30 and formed the alchemy for a hundred years, becoming the youngest alchemy real person in the history of Qingfengmen.

"Next year, I will let the Qingfengmen's flag be planted in front of the Ghostlingmen's gate!"

In the following year, Bai Zichen led the sect's army and set off, overcoming obstacles all the way. He set up the Xinghe Sword Formation in front of the Guilingmen's sect's grand formation, and he fought against three immortals of Dandan by himself and won a great victory.

Breaking through the door and cutting down the mountain made the Ghost Spirit Gate a thing of the past, and Bai Zichen's prestige reached its peak.

Immediately, he left Liang Guo and traveled around the world.

But as soon as he left the country of Liang, he ran into a fat white pig and knocked him into the air.

"Pig demon in Nascent Soul stage?"

"Where did the two-legged beast come from, it's so weak!"

"Put him back and raise him for another two years before slaughtering him!"

A Jade Rabbit exuding the same power was bouncing around, kicked Bai Zichen dozens of miles away with a kick.

In mid-air, he even saw such Nascent Soul Demons, densely packed, dozens or hundreds of them.

"Besides the Liang Kingdom, there are Nascent Souls everywhere? Even a fat pig has the strength to crush me, so what's the point of my hard work for a hundred years..."

Bai Zichen's thoughts were chaotic, and everything in front of him was beyond his cognition, which seemed to break the meaning of his cultivation since childhood.

"Any monster has the power to surpass me from birth, so hard training is meaningless... In the eyes of the Nascent Soul monster, there is a difference between the pill formation and ordinary people, they are all two-legged beasts raised by them. It's better to be that mortal, only caring about one-third of an acre of land for one's own family, and be happier..."

Bai Zichen's body became thinner and thinner, faint and indistinct, ready to disappear at any moment.

At this moment, the scene of him combing his hair in a bun and reciting Changchun Gong in his youth flashed back before his eyes, as if he had grasped some enlightenment.

"I have been practicing all my life, for the Dao, and for longevity... What do other people's cultivation have to do with me, even if it is as stupid as a pig but born to transform into a god, it will not affect my heart for the Tao."

The hundreds of Nascent Soul monsters exploded violently, turning into streams of light and pouring into Bai Zichen's body, making his body solid and pure.

Across the border of Liang State, the whole world faded away, and he was already standing on the No. 60 sky step.

Bai Zichen took a deep breath, and went through several illusory worlds in succession. Each experience was like a dream that was fast forwarded ten thousand times, which made his head ache like needle pricks.

Stepping up to the 61st level of Wenxin Road, I just saw myself turning into a meteorite and rushing to the ground from the air, burning into a huge fireball, I was pushed away from the illusory world by a gentle force, and returned to the bottom of the Wenxin Tianjie.

"What's going on? I haven't failed the trial yet, why did you send me out directly?"

Bai Zichen was at a loss, he had already experienced the mysteries of the hundred-level questioning of his mind.

Although he can't say clearly, but he must have benefited from asking about the way of thinking, and the depths of his heart seemed to have been wiped away, and it was clear.

"Your xinxing may not have reached its limit, but Wenxin Tianjie has detected that your sea of ​​consciousness is no longer able to withstand the experience of a virtual world. In order to avoid irreversible damage to the disciples of the sect, it was set at the beginning. Situations like this will automatically teleport you away."

An old monk suddenly appeared behind him, his eyes only fell on Bai Zichen, full of admiration.

"It's really a pity. If you have a perfect cultivation base of qi refining, you may really be able to reach level [-]. But for qi refining monks, there is not much difference in the benefits realized between the two, so you don't have to pay too much attention to it."

"I met Master Liang."

Bai Zichen hurriedly saluted. He had memorized the face of the Lord of Law Enforcement before joining the sect, so he couldn't recognize him.

"Both of you have passed the second level of the True Inheritance Trial. Go back and wait for the notification. Someone will notify you when the third level of fighting skills is arranged."

Liang Yu gave a few more simple words of encouragement, nothing more than practicing diligently and becoming a pillar of the sect as soon as possible, and so on.

After leaving the law enforcement hall, Xiong Baishan ran away in a hurry without saying a word.

Bai Zichen had no joys or worries, he was the most confident about the final inner martial arts.

Now that I have just come out of the questioning of my mind, I seem to have a few more lives in my mind that do not belong to me, but after returning to reality, there are some gaps.

It seems that it will take a few days to resolve the side effects of Wenxinlu.

"Qingfeng sect has been in existence for a hundred years, and the No. 1 true disciple's xinxing..."

Bai Zichen smiled dumbly, this name does sound good.

(End of this chapter)