My cultivation script went astray

The rules of the trial before ancestor worship are not complicated.

After they enter the ancestral mausoleum, a "Dzi Bead" will come to the world every once in a while. If they get the "Dzi Bead", they have passed the test of their ancestors and can enter the ancestral temple and be nominated on the ancestral stele.

But there are ten "Dzi Beads" in total, which is why the top ten are meaningful.

After some small twists and turns in the night, it was dawn.

The green-robed monk holding a ruler gave a few random instructions, and several of his fellow disciples immediately responded and took away the body of the Golden Elixir Killer and sent it to the Tianjian Sect for notification.

Chen Lang later learned that the monk in blue was named Zhou Yuanxing, and he was a descendant of Zhou Tianzheng.

Chen Lang knew a little about Zhou Tianzheng's strength, and he was considered to be in the first echelon among the elders of the sect, only one level behind Zhong Haoran, a student who had repeated the grade for ten thousand years.

All I can say is that this reckless Jindan man did not die unjustly.

Although he failed, this night attack showed Chen Lang that it was not a good idea to go head-on. It might not be easy to pass the level this time, so he had to find other ways.

Soon the vigil passed and dawn arrived.

The monks dispersed and walked across the grass. In front of them was a row of huge blue-black statues standing in the clouds and smoke, connected by iron ropes. This was the area of ​​the Tianjian Sect's ancestral temple.

"Chen Lang, how are you? Are you ready? I hope I saw you right."

The girl with twin tails arrived as promised, holding the canvas in her hand, "They formed gangs, but I only accepted you as a younger brother. I heard that you are very good at fighting, but don't let me down."

"Of course, I won't let Ni Bai take action." She said mysteriously, "If I can clear them all out, I will have a reward."

"Okay." Chen Lang looked at the canvas in her hand, "I want this."

"The ambition is not small, it can be your life goal."

She giggled, and then spread out the canvas. It was unclear what was inside, only a chaotic haze.

"This thing of mine is called Xuantian Tu."

She said, "I will pull those targets into the Xuantian Map later and trap them. What you have to do is kill them inside."

"What will happen if we kill him?" Chen Lang asked.

"Don't worry, they can't die, but once they die, their souls will be locked inside. As long as I don't let them go, their bodies will be like dead trees and they will lose the qualification to compete."

"Bringing in their souls?" Chen Lang asked, "Drawing their souls in, shouldn't they bring magical weapons?"

"certainly."

"Okay, you start." Chen Lang said.

If you don't bring a magic weapon, what are you afraid of them doing?

This treasure is not in my hands, which is really against the laws of nature.

The girl with twin tails looked more solemn. She made gestures with her hands, spreading them left and right, and the fog dissipated.

A large map appears on it.

Her eyes glowed green, staring at the light spots in the picture, her red lips parted slightly, "I will send you in now, you only need to do this and this"

Chen Lang did as he was told. In an instant, he felt slightly in a trance. The surrounding grasslands disappeared and he entered a chaotic space.

He touched his back and felt much lighter, the sword was gone.

At the same time, the jade bracelet on his hand also disappeared.

He sensed the strength of his body, exerted a little force, and thunder appeared in his palm, which showed that the power of Benleizhu was not deprived and was brought in together.

Evil energy circulated in the thunder, and his physical strength was the same as before.

Moreover, he could vaguely feel the presence of his physical body. If he wanted to, he could forcibly break through this space.

However, he found that the mark of the Sanshengpan in the palm of his right hand was still there, moving gently, and a vague halo appeared, and this thing was actually brought in.

"Don't worry, this is the soul space. No one's magical weapons can enter, including yours. If you can't hold on, tell me earlier, and I will still give Elder Zhong some face."

Giggles came from the side, but no one was in sight.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up." Chen Lang quietly removed the Sansei Pan.

After a while, the chaotic mist floated, and several monks appeared.

They looked at each other with blank faces, feeling that this space was quite strange.

"Brother, have we entered a secret realm?" one person asked.

However, we haven’t fallen off the cliff either.

Then, they saw Chen Lang.

"No! This seems to be the Xuantian Map of the Yan family!" Another disciple's face changed suddenly, and he knew his intention the moment he saw Chen Lang, "Leave quickly!"

Without saying a word, Chen Lang raised his fist to kill, knocking the two disciples into halo with one punch.

There was only one person standing at the back. He had his hands folded across his chest and his figure gradually faded. He seemed to be trying very hard to get out of here.

But Chen Lang would not give him a chance and defeated him with three punches and two kicks.

Countless halos of light flew around, and finally condensed into five or six paintings, hanging in the void.

"Okay, it's pretty fast." A comment came from his ears.

Immediately afterwards, the void squirmed, and several more figures emerged.

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In the outside world, it was just dawn and the game had just begun.

Some people discovered that their companions were standing still!

The first people to appear in this situation were ordinary disciples. They thought they had suffered from evil. However, this was the ancestral temple of the Tianjian Sect, so how could it happen?

Then, the same thing happened next to the silver-haired man.

"Senior Brother Wuya, do you think what's going on with Junior Brother Song?" Two disciples crossed their arms and lifted one disciple to the silver-haired man.

They told what happened. The brother was walking with them and still talking. Suddenly his eyes closed and he fell to the ground.

"What's going on? The first Dzi Bead hasn't appeared yet, so you guys are getting into trouble."

Wu Ya frowned slightly, sniffed his breath, and put his fingertips on his forehead again, and retracted them after a moment.

"Nothing, I fell asleep."

Several junior brothers were slightly stunned. Is the junior brother's sleep quality so good?

"Brother Wu Ya, there may be something wrong." Another disciple hurried over and reported: "Zhong Sheng also said that someone fell down."

With so many people in trouble at the same time, someone must be making trouble.

"Xuantiantu!"

Wu Ya realized the situation instantly, took out his walking stick, and suddenly stuck it into the ground. The dark gold color spread in all directions, covering everyone in it.

"Could it be the one from the Yan family?" Someone next to him guessed.

"Yes, it should be Yan Xue'e. The Xuantiantu in her hand is her family's ancestral artifact. You can't stop it. If you don't want to be pulled in, don't leave the area I marked." Wu Ya said.

Hearing "ancestral artifact", the breathing of other cultivators stagnated slightly.

Most of the things that can be called "ancestral artifacts" are the treasures of a family. They usually only see them in the hands of the elders. This is just the beginning, and the sky beads have not yet fallen. Is this a family fight?

Some new disciples are lucky that they have foresight and followed the big family when they came. If they were alone, they would not know how they were eliminated.

"But there is no need to worry."

Wu Ya sneered, "Since you are so eager to take action, then meet her. I want to send some of you in. Who of you is willing to go?"

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