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During the foundation ceremony, the Qi-refining cultivator who was trying to get the Dao Seed was captured and entered into a trial at an unknown location.

Xia Jiong knew this, and all the qi refining monks who participated in the Foundation Establishment Sacrifice should be warned about this by their teachers.However, the Foundation Establishment Ritual Trial mainly tests the cultivator's xinxing. Even if he knew that there would be a trial and spent a lot of time preparing, those who should pass will naturally pass, and those who cannot pass will still fail in the end.

So Xia Jiong played with a relaxed mind. He felt that his psychological problems seemed to be mostly healed during this time, especially after he decided to enter the Tao with games, he felt refreshed every day, his waist was not sore or his back hurt, But it is of course impossible to say that this problem has been completely cured.His temperament should not be good, God knows if he can pass the trial, it is better to play first and accumulate experience.

He originally planned this way, but after entering the trial, he found that the situation was a bit weird

"Speaking of which," Xia Jiong said to himself, "I've been squatting here for more than half an hour, right? Is this trial for me to learn how to have fun alone without a mobile phone?"

With that said, he raised his head and looked around again.

This is a very large study.

No, Xia Jiong thought carefully and changed his description. This is a very large and quiet library where Xia Jiong is alone for the time being... No, Zangshu Pavilion.

A book library that is so large that it can make all book lovers crazy, along the rows of bookshelves, looking left and right, neither the end nor the end can be seen.

If you look up, you will find that rows of bookshelves extend upwards, and you can't see the end, that is to say, there is no ceiling. The stacked bookshelves are stacked one after another, sinking into the dark sky like stairs.

Xia Jiong can't imagine how many books there are in this place. In reality, there is no library that can store all the books from ancient times to the present. Stone tablets and other carriers of words and pictures—books, he thinks it is okay.

It is such a place that is not in common sense.

However, not all the books are neatly placed on the shelves in this book library that is not in common sense. When Xia Jiong opened his eyes, he found himself sleeping on the aisle between the two rows of bookshelves. Then, there were five or six books. Who knows who took this book off the shelf and put it under the back of his head, and covered him with a large long scroll that should be properly rolled up, which he used as a quilt.

There are also several books, either under him or under him, all in all, very chaotic.

Xia Jiong didn't know what this place was, so he could only pack up the books and scrolls first.And because I didn't know where these books and scrolls should be placed on the bookshelf, they piled them on the ground against the bookshelf.

Then he randomly picked out a book from the pile of books on the ground and opened it.

Xia Jiong fell silent.

He found that he didn't know the words above.

For the [-] languages ​​common to all heavens, Xia Jiong's current progress is that he can speak but not write, and he can't recognize it.He probably became the only illiterate (generational) master among the nine generation masters of Qinghua Dao, but the seal of the master will help him translate the text, even if he is illiterate, it is not a big problem.

Xia Jiong originally thought so.

Now he finds that there is a big problem.

The seal of the master did not follow him into the trial. If the clues to the trial were hidden in these books, then the reason why he failed the trial was not because of lack of xinxing, but because of illiteracy?

This is too unfair!

Fortunately, this Foundation Establishment Sacrifice can still be participated in repeatedly. Xia Jiong, who no longer had any hope of passing this trial, flipped through the books and sat there for about half an hour, thinking that this trial would soon judge him to fail Let him go back, but...

No.

"It's so strange, what is this trying to test me for?"

Xia Jiong continued to talk to himself, stood up, and decided not to continue squatting, but to walk around to see if he could find clues.

No, as soon as he stood up, he heard countless voices.

"■■■■,■■■■■■■■"

"■■■■■■■■■■,■■■"

"■■■■■"

"..."

He heard countless voices, and heard countless people talking, but these words fell into his mind, but they could only be turned into incomprehensible meaningless black squares, beating on every nerve of his, treating his cerebral cortex as malfunctioning Smash it hard like a broken piano key.

Xia Jiong didn't even feel the pain, because the pain that exploded at this moment exceeded his threshold before he realized it, and he didn't hear his own screams, but he heard more reactions to his screams voice.

A large wave of black squares, like thousands of zombie computers manipulated by hackers, rushed towards him. In just a moment, Xia Jiong passed out because of the body's own protection mechanism.

But before he fell into a coma, he finally deciphered a few words.

"■■■■■■■■■, the false sun broke out, I can't get in touch with ■■, ■■■The lower realm..."

"What's going on? The ■■■■ Hall of the Holy One ■■■■■■■■…"

"..."

"Junior brother? Sect master junior brother!"

Qu Wangsheng's voice suddenly came, and Xia Jiong woke up with a jolt.

"Ah! Me! Huh...Senior Brother, I! I, Huh..." He was panting, sweating profusely, and his headache was splitting. The feeling of eight golden hoops and then hearing a monk in a temple chanting the magic spell.His tongue was straight and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. It took more than ten seconds for his mind to gradually become clear.

By the way, he, he, he was at the Foundation Establishment Sacrifice, and just entered the trial, but in the trial... what happened in the trial?

Xia Jiong recalled for a long time, but only recalled a strange word.

false day.

But Xu Ri is something magical?

Forget it, foundation building is more important than this strange word.

That is, he seems to have failed the trial?

"I'm sorry, brother," Xia Jiong said immediately, "Did I fail?"

"No," Qu Wangsheng didn't know why he said this, "Junior brother, you have already established the foundation."

"Hey?" Xia Jiong blinked, and another three seconds later, "Hey—???"

He jumped up from the futon all at once, but when he stood up, his legs softened and he knelt down again.

At this time, Xia Jiong saw that above his head, there were fireworks-like patterns exploding in the air, blending with the glow of the spirit vein.

Take a closer look, this firework-like pattern is a bit like...

Game host?

The seed of the Tao is bestowed, and auspiciousness descends from heaven.

The players outside Xiaobixiao Palace did not expect to see a fireworks show tonight, and cheered in surprise.

Qu Wangsheng pressed his hand, and Xia Jiong straightened his body on the futon, but he didn't help him to stand up, and said in a low voice: "The ceremony is not over yet, moving around is disrespectful to the saint."

Xia Jiong hurriedly made a zipper movement in front of his mouth, indicating that he would not talk or move indiscriminately, and then he obediently stayed on the futon, watching his senior brother burn the Qing Ci, drop the banner, and send the saint away.

The mysterious brilliance surrounding the entire altar finally disappeared, Xia Jiong got up from the futon, made a bow again, and just bowed and retreated.

He breathed a sigh of relief after exiting the range of the altar in this way.

Du Jian and the others didn't notice any abnormalities while watching from the sidelines. They just felt that it was as smooth as any other Qinghua Dao foundation-building ceremony that he had ever watched.

Although this idea is illogical, it makes them relax a lot.Zhu Gongjing stepped forward second, and Qu Wangsheng continued to do it for him.

About an hour later, Zhu Gongjing passed the trial, and a pattern of crossed swords appeared in the sky above his head.

"Why did I have to choose between the master and the law? And after I chose the master, I passed it?"

Zhu Gongjing who woke up was speechless.

Qu Wangsheng didn't answer, he just sent the sage away, ended the second foundation ceremony today, and looked at Du Jian and Zhang Fangwei who were the only ones left.

"Senior sister, it's okay." Zhang Fangwei said to Du Jian, "Let's go."

Du Jian didn't speak, he took the lead and moved forward in silence.

It's a repetitive process, kneading formulas and chanting mantras, stepping to light lamps, worshiping saints, and silently chanting sutras.

Xia Jiong originally thought that Zhang Fangwei would pass the test first, but he didn't think so, within 10 minutes after he started chanting, Du Jian had already opened his eyes, and a pattern of vines entwined with some kind of spiritual flower appeared in the sky above his head.

Then two hours later, when Xia Jiong guessed that Zhang Fangwei would fail for the first time, the same fireworks-like pattern as Du Jian's flashed over the young man's head.

Upon waking up, Zhang Fangwei panted slightly, but he didn't react as violently as Xia Jiong.After Qu Wangsheng burned the Qing Ci for the third time, lowered the banner, and sent the saint away, he stood up with Du Jian with a happy face, saluted and then stepped back.

"I became a square-inch monk in the trial, lost it, and almost failed. Hey, I thought the senior sister was the one..." He patted his chest and said, "I didn't expect it, but my own Dao heart is not good enough. Is it strong?"

"Your Dao heart has never been strong." Du Jian glared at him.

Zhang Fang smiled slightly.

"Ahem," Xia Jiong coughed a few times when he saw that everyone had successfully established the foundation, and reminded him, "The elder has something to say."

Hearing the words, the third child hurriedly stood in a row, bowed their heads and waited in accordance with the rules, only Xia Jiong raised his head and looked at his senior brother.

"...I know, you are full of hatred." Qu Wangsheng looked at the three young boys and girls, and said slowly, "But since the foundation has been established and the sage expects it, don't waste your life in vain. go."

After finishing speaking, the Taoist Crane Cloak paused for a while before continuing: "In the path of cultivation, foundation building is just an entry level, but for you, the change is equally huge. You are not allowed to practice tonight, and when your body adapts, I will take you with you tomorrow morning." Do your morning and evening altar homework."

"That's it," he said, "Let's go."

The three boys who got his warning bowed and retreated, and went back to the room in the backyard.

Xia Jiong and Qu Wangsheng watched their backs disappear together. After a while, Xia Jiong said: "At this time, the establishment of the foundation is actually a bit anxious. I haven't adapted to the life of a monk at all. Brother, you suddenly agreed to our foundation establishment, because you noticed Is something unusual?"

"No," Qu Wangsheng, who still hadn't found any clues, paused again before saying, "It's just anxiety."

"Huh?" Xia Jiong was not unhappy with Qu Wangsheng's nonsense, but was surprised: "Brother's intuition is very accurate."

"?"

A question mark slowly appeared above Qu Wangsheng's head.

"The head seal issued a new event task today. The introduction of this event is that the mid-term exam is coming soon, and we must hurry up to prepare for the mid-term exam. When I saw the event, I was thinking about the current Qinghua How can it be considered as a midterm exam?" Xia Jiong pinched his chin and said, "But no matter what kind of test it is, for the time being, let's accumulate food first and slowly become king."

Having said that, he put down his hand again, turned his head to look at Qu Wangsheng, and said with a smile: "Brother, you should also pay attention to safety!"

"!"

Qu Wangsheng's pupils shrank for a moment, and he felt that the uneasiness in his chest disappeared immediately.

He could not help but smile slightly, and continued to listen to Xia Jiong.

Xia Jiong asked: "By the way, brother, I just heard something during the trial. Do you know what a 'false sun' is? It shouldn't be a 'false sun', right?"

Qu Wangsheng's smile just now froze suddenly.

Accompanied by his birth, the ferocious monster dormant in his heart suddenly woke up, roaring loudly.

"kill him!!!"