Pure Yang Demon Zun is cultivating

In the early morning, Gu Ziyan arrived at Yuyue Gate early.

Because today is the unified martial arts test of the Cang Ming Sect, there are many more people in front of the attic than when Gu Ziyan came last time.

According to the arranged order, he found his position and stood up. Gu Ziyan could see another "door" from the main entrance of the attic.This "door" is actually the entrance to other spaces, and the other end of the "door" is a small world that only monks above the bigu stage can create.

Everything in the small world can be manipulated by the creator, which will not cause harm to the real world and is also easier to manage.Therefore, it is often used when various sects conduct competitions.

And standing next to the "door" to take charge of the exam was the man in blue and black clothes that Gu Ziyan met in Linglong Pavilion.In the past few days, Gu Ziyan has already learned from other people that this man is the current Cang Ming Sect Zuo Envoy, Xing Chi.

His identity can help him to join the Cangming Sect more smoothly than Gu Ziyan thought at the beginning.

The people were almost here, and the examiner began to group everyone.

Those who are named, the two will be divided into groups, and they will enter the designated area in the small world together for a competition.During the competition, no matter what kind of exercises, no matter what methods are used, no matter whether it is life or death in the end, no one will interfere.

Regardless of life and death is probably a characteristic of the Mo Dao sect. For example, the Tianhua Sword Sect next door has no such regulations, and the winner can only be determined without harming one's life.

"Gu Ziyan."

Hearing that he was being called, Gu Ziyan immediately stepped forward and walked into the pavilion.His opponent was already standing there, but Gu Ziyan didn't pay attention to him, but raised his hand slightly to Xingchi next to him as a salute.

But Xingchi's reaction was somewhat beyond Gu Ziyan's expectation.

He frowned and immediately asked, "You are Gu Ziyan?"

That tone was more appropriate than asking, rather than questioning.

"It's me." Although Gu Ziyan felt something was wrong, he still nodded.

Xing Chi frowned even tighter, he suddenly turned around and left, and hurried up to the second floor.

Now Gu Ziyan was a little confused and a little angry.

What's the matter?One or two are like this.

First there was Mo Lian, then there was Xing Chi, each time it was fine at the beginning, but in the end suddenly turned around and left without saying a word.

"Enter quickly, don't waste time." In the end, the examiner urged Gu Ziyan to enter the small world with his opponent.

The area he was assigned to was a wasteland, and a round of sunset that would never set hung on the distant horizon, dyeing the jagged and strange rocks on the wasteland with a layer of golden red.From a distance, the whole scene has a sense of vicissitudes of the ancient times, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

It is not known which monk created this unusual but very real scene.

While Gu Ziyan's eyes were still on the wasteland, his opponent had already stood opposite him.

Judging from the disdainful expression on his face, this opponent didn't take Gu Ziyan seriously at all.

After all, Gu Ziyan is still an ordinary person without a pulse, and his opponent has already entered the Qi condensation period.No matter how you look at it, he seems to have no chance of winning.

But soon, the contemptuous expression on the opponent's face disappeared.

Because Gu Ziyan suddenly had a few wisps of pale green aura around him.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this is a situation that will only appear after the pulse cutting is successful.But something special is that these auras don't come from the outside like ordinary people, but come from Gu Ziyan's body.

That was the aura from the wood-type spiritual source in his body.

The so-called cutting of the meridian is actually to lead the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth into the body, and temper and penetrate the meridians of mortals that are blocked by sundries.Because everyone's aptitude is different, and the condition of the meridian is also different, so the speed of cutting the meridian is also different.

Although Gu Ziyan did not perform the process of cutting pulse like ordinary people.But in fact, his body was transformed by the pure yang grass and tempered by the catastrophe. In the end, Mo Lian gathered all the spiritual power within a hundred miles into his body with a formation.

After all this, it is difficult for him to think of any debris in his body.

The meridian has been tempered and penetrated, and the accumulation of spiritual energy has long been sufficient. Under various chances and coincidences, Gu Ziyan completed the joint of "cutting the meridian" in a unique way.Now, as long as he wants, he can introduce Qi into his body at any time, and enter the Qi Condensation Period.

Thus, Gu Ziyan completed the pulse cutting in an instant right in front of his opponent.

Not only that, because the cultivation of the Qi Condensation Stage only needs to accumulate spiritual energy, and the wood-type spiritual source in Gu Ziyan's body has already accumulated a considerable amount of spiritual energy on his behalf. layer!

The opponent's complexion completely changed this time, becoming extremely ugly.

This competition has not begun, it is over.It's just that the outcome is exactly the opposite of what it was at the beginning.

Just one trick.

Gu Ziyan didn't use any special moves, just the simplest pointing together, and then he condensed his energy into a blade.

The opponent has already lost.

"No.20 group, Ziyan, win."

Following the examiner's call, Gu Ziyan was the first to walk out of the small world used in this competition.

When he went in, he was still an ordinary person who hadn't cut his veins, but when he came out, he was already at the ninth level of condensed energy.Such a change made the onlookers dumbfounded and whispered.

Gu Ziyan didn't care about these gossips, he just found a quiet place and waited for the final result.

No special surprises, no special expectations.

In the eyes of others, Gu Ziyan was a little too calm.But only he knew that what happened today was just a replay of what he had planned long ago in reality, and there was nothing surprising about it.

A few hours later, the sun was about to set.

All those who took the test have come out, and there are many casualties during the period.

At this time, one of the advantages of the Cangming Sect is manifested.

In the competition just now, the results have been recorded according to personal performance. Afterwards, as long as the results of the written test that have been reviewed are added, the final result can be seen within today.

Sure enough, not long after, an examiner came out and posted the list.

Along with the slightly crowded crowd, Gu Ziyan also came to the bulletin board where the list was posted, and began to search for his name from the top.

……

As the list got lower and lower, and even the opponent who lost to him was on the list, Gu Ziyan became a little anxious.

But until the end, he couldn't find his name from the list.

He failed?How can it be!

Others soon found out about this, so everyone's eyes once again focused on Gu Ziyan.

This time, Gu Ziyan was no longer calm. He strode into the pavilion and asked the examiner, "Why are all the people who failed in the martial arts test made it to the list, but I couldn't?"

The examiner glanced at him, hesitated to speak.

Such silence made Gu Ziyan find it unacceptable, because from the examiner's expression, he could clearly see that there was indeed an ulterior motive.

"That's right, your martial arts test scores are indeed among the top three." Xing Chi's voice came from the stairs, and he held a scroll in his hand, which was the one Gu Ziyan had answered, "But your essay test scores But you failed, not only did you fail, but you are also doomed to be unable to enter Cangming Sect."

Gu Ziyan raised his head with burning eyes: "Why?"

Inexplicably, at the moment of being stared at by this gaze, Xing Chi actually felt a chill in his back.

But he wouldn't compromise because of the eyes of a child in the condensate period, so he still raised the book scroll in his hand: "No reason, you know what you wrote at that time."

Looking at the scroll, Gu Ziyan didn't speak.

The moment Xing Chi said the reason, he knew that it was just an excuse - he knew it was impossible, but he couldn't refute it according to the rules.

But until the end, he just stared at Xing Chi for a long time, and clenched his hands under the sleeves, suppressing the surging emotions in his chest.He is no longer the Cangyan Demon Venerable who can act recklessly, now he is just an ordinary cultivator, if he makes a wrong step, he will be killed.

A moment later, when almost everyone thought that he was about to explode, Gu Ziyan suddenly turned around and left, just like when he came to this place back then, without any hesitation or hesitation.

If you can't bear it a little, you will have a big disaster.

Today's Gu Ziyan doesn't have any capital to fight against Xingchi.

Seeing Gu Ziyan's back going away from the street and finally disappearing outside the Yuyue Gate, Xing Chi felt relieved.

He was obviously only a boy of about ten years old, why did he feel this way?The boy is very calm, even when he is angry, it seems that the anger has frozen a layer of ice, and the surface is still calm.

Such a self-control ability beyond his age and experience makes Xingchi faintly afraid.

The background of the boy could no longer be seen in the distance, Xing Chi also turned around and returned to the second floor.

He sat down in the room where the essay papers were stored, pondered for a long time, and finally threw the paper in his hand into the blue flame in front of him, burning it up.

From the moment he knew that the boy was Ziyan, he suddenly understood why when he saw the unfinished painting yesterday, he felt the red mark on the forehead of the person in the painting was familiar and glaring.

A strand of snow hair, a little cinnabar.

Even if Xing Chi hadn't really met Cangyan Demon Venerable, he couldn't control himself to think in that direction—whether that person...will come back.

Even knowing that this might just be his own conjecture or illusion, Xing Chi would not allow that young man to enter Cang Ming Sect.

His intuition told him that if the young man came to Cang Ming Sect, it would definitely cause some difficult problems.

So in the following day, when the young man asked about this matter, Xingchi just replied quietly: "He failed the martial arts test, and he is not on the list."

The young man laughed dumbly: "It's not this matter that I asked you to pay attention to."

At that time Xing Chi half-kneeled on the ground, bowed his head in silence, pretending to be incomprehensible.Anyway, his origin is a bit special, it is not too strange to make such a misunderstanding, and young people don't think too much about it.

"Forget it, I'll check it out myself when the matter at hand is over." The young man sighed softly, subconsciously touched the ring on his right index finger, as if he didn't know whether he should confirm his guess or not.