Chapter 699: Conference and Spy
"I personally set up this level to test everyone's character and will."
Many people were not surprised to see this scene.
This Heart Refining Array is a common array used by many sects to test disciples.
It can effectively test the disciples' perseverance and character.
At the same time, it can also check whether these disciples are spies sent by hostile sects.
"Please enter in turn, remember to keep a calm mind and don't be confused by the illusion."
Gu Xuan said.
Soon, many disciples at the foot of Feitianmen Mountain walked into the array.
These people, both men and women, took a deep breath and walked into the door.
Everyone's face was nervous and expectant.
After all, one step up, one step down,
The selected ones began their cultivation journey from then on.
And those who were not selected fell into the mortal world. From then on, there was no chance of immortality.
At this time.
The disciples stood in a void space, surrounded by a faint mist, making it difficult to tell the direction.
After the formation was activated.
These people felt that they were all isolated in a small independent space and could not communicate with each other.
Zhang Chuan from Yong'an City took a deep breath, concentrated his mind and tried to sense the surrounding environment.
Although he was not from a family of immortal cultivators.
But he had heard of it.
This kind of mind-refining formation often tests people psychologically, and even uses illusions to confuse people.
He must stay calm to pass it smoothly.
Suddenly, a breeze blew.
The fog in front of him began to slowly dissipate, revealing a familiar scene.
"I don't know why, I obviously came here for the first time, but now I feel that the scene here is very familiar."
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then he took out a jade pendant as warm as jade from his hand and rubbed it carefully with his hand.
After a while, he felt cool and warm.
At this moment, he looked into the distance.
There were green mountains and cool breezes, and everything seemed so peaceful and harmonious.
Zhang Chuan's heart moved, but he soon realized that this might be an illusion created by the formation.
He closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and tried to pull himself out of this false world.
"This is just an illusion, not real."
He muttered in his heart.
"I can't be confused by these."
However, the scene in front of him became more and more real.
At this moment.
I don't know why.
In addition to the green mountains and green waters, he vaguely saw the figures of his parents.
The somewhat hunched figures of his parents stood on the other side of the cliff.
At this moment, they were smiling and waving at him.
"Chuan'er, life will eventually return to dust after a hundred years. It is a blessing for our entire Chen family to be able to embark on the path of cultivation!"
His father's voice was so kind that he almost couldn't help but want to step forward.
His mother was also comforting him.
"The road to immortal cultivation is not peaceful. Since ancient times, there have been many dead bones on the road of cultivation. Few people can live to the end of their lives. Most of them die in a foreign land."
"Compared to achieving greater success."
"We hope to see you grow up peacefully."
The words of his parents were so kind that a warm current surged in Zhang Chuan's heart.
However, he also knew in his heart that all this was an illusion created by the formation.
He could not be deceived by these false emotions, otherwise he would fall into endless difficulties.
But at this moment, even these false situations made him feel touched and warm.
"Father, mother, I remember your words."
Zhang Chuan said silently in his heart.
"I can't stay here, I must keep moving forward."
He took a deep breath.
Forcing himself to look away from his parents' figures.
The scene in front of him began to blur, but his parents' voices still echoed clearly in his ears.
"Chuan'er, don't forget your goal in your heart. No matter what difficulties you encounter, stick to it."
The mother's voice was gentle and caring.
Zhang Chuan closed his eyes, concentrated, clenched his teeth, forced himself to open his eyes, and tried to dispel these sounds and images from his mind.
He knew.
Once you fall into these illusions, it will be difficult to get out.
He took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes again, and used the firm will in his heart to fight these temptations.
Gradually, the sounds and images began to blur and finally disappeared.
When Zhang Chuan opened his eyes again.
He found that he was still standing in that empty space, and there was still a faint mist around him.
At the same time, he found that a group of disciples were standing around him.
These disciples looked ferocious at the moment, and each faced different tests.
Some people faced the fear in their hearts, some faced the temptation of desire, and some faced the regrets and pain of the past.
There were ferocious and distorted expressions everywhere on their faces.
"For the rest of their lives, everyone has desires and pursuits in their hearts, and all the inner choices are all shown in this illusion."
Zhang Chuan sighed, and for a moment he felt sympathetic.
He suddenly spotted a man in front of him, with a grim face.
Although he was young, his eyes revealed a chilling indifference.
The young man was wearing a blood-red robe.
Holding a long sword emitting light in his hand, he seemed to be the master of this area.
Zhang Chuan's heart tightened. Although the boy in front of him was not very old.
But the cold breath made him feel unprecedented pressure.
The blood-colored robe fluttered gently in the breeze, as if carrying an ominous breath.
The boy's eyes were firm and indifferent, as if nothing could shake his will.
The next moment.
Just before he reacted.
The man was shocked, and a powerful force burst out from his body.
A slight tearing sound came from the air.
It seemed that something invisible was forcibly torn apart.
Then, he quickly walked out of the meditation formation and stood in the sky outside.
The disciples around him gasped in horror and retreated one after another.
Zhang Chuan thought he had seen a lot of people, but this was the first time he had seen someone like this.
Before he could react, he suddenly saw another sword light flashing next to him, extremely fast, and the huge sword light seemed to be able to directly break the world.
After a while,
A man holding a long sword stood in the air, and unexpectedly broke through the shackles of the space formation and walked in front of this person.
"The genius swordsman of the Beihai Li family."
"If nothing unexpected happens, the man just now should be the child of the real person of the Blood Demon Sect. The fact that this real person sent the child to Feitianmen for training has been widely spread, and it is not a surprise."
"The disciple recruitment competition of Feitianmen is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger."
Zhang Chuan felt a strong sense of oppression at this moment.
But he forced himself to calm down and tightly grasped the damaged magic weapon in his hand for self-defense.
Prepare to deal with any possible changes.
At this time, he saw a person next to him, and that person was obviously a young man.
But his face was full of wrinkles, and even his skin was green. He was old and yellow-eyed, and he looked old.
As if he had experienced countless years of vicissitudes.
"Young and mature."
Zhang Chuan couldn't help but feel strange when he saw this young man.
After all, this kind of face is rare.
However, at this moment, this young man is just like him, a weakling.
At this moment, in the illusion formation, he seemed to have experienced some setbacks and difficulties.
A trace of red sweat appeared on his forehead.
"No, don't kill me."
"Grandfather, when will you come back?"
At this moment, I don't know why.
A feeling of sympathy suddenly surged in my heart.
Zhang Chuan looked at this young and mature man, and a feeling of sympathy surged in his heart.
He walked forward, stretched out his hand and said.
(II)
"My name is Zhang Chuan, from Yong'an, what about you?"
The man smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and held Zhang Chuan's hand, and replied.
"I am Wang Duer, from Southern Xinjiang."
"What a strange name."
The young man smiled, and the wrinkled skin on his face also stretched out.
"My ancestor had a great monk, but unfortunately he was in danger. After the ancestor was gone, the family declined rapidly. The ancestor was good at poison, so my family named me Du'er, intending to revive the family's prestige."
"Where is Nanjiang?"
"It is a thousand miles south of here, close to the South China Sea, full of poisonous insects and witchcraft."
"You come from so far to learn from me."
"You don't know the benefits of Feitianmen. My place is not far away. Feitianmen is recruiting disciples this time, and the number of people coming is like crucian carp crossing the river. It is said that even many people from overseas islands come to learn from me."
"Look, the young man who broke the illusionary heart formation just now is from the Xuanjian Li family. He is a natural sword body named Li Tongjian. It is said that he came here to seek the inheritance of the sword and sword master."
Zhang Chuan immediately thought of the sword-wielding young man who broke through the space before.
"As for that woman."
He looked in the direction of Wang Du'er.
Not far away stood a girl in a light blue dress, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings.
She had a cold temperament and held an exquisite jade flute in her hand.
There seemed to be a layer of light mist around the girl, giving people a mysterious feeling.
"This one is also extraordinary. Her father is a famous wandering cultivator in the north."
"Hiss! They are all second-generation."
Zhang Chuan felt mixed emotions when he heard this. He envied these disciples with powerful backgrounds, but also felt a little helpless and unwilling.
"There is indeed no fairness on the road of cultivation."
Some people are born with heroic spirits, some have prominent backgrounds, and some have been born with five disadvantages and three deficiencies since they embarked on the road of cultivation, and need to climb up step by step.
At this time, Wang Duer spoke.
"That being said, it is not uncommon for practitioners to be weak in the early stage and suddenly rise in the later stage."
"For example, Yan Qingying from Feitian Sect had a difficult background, but relying on her acquired efforts, she has now become a great man in the realm of a real person."
"As for the one who is both a master of swords and knives, his reputation is so great that it is said that he practices every day without interruption, making progress day by day and month by month. Now he is already a great ancestor."
Ye Yang and others stood on the high platform, looking at the disciples who were undergoing trials below.
Although the huge formation was very difficult for these disciples.
But for Ye Yang and others, it was completely child's play.
At this moment, he could still see the disciples in the formation through the formation.
Some people are determined in the face of temptation and are not moved by external things, while others are addicted to the past of the world. Naturally, it is relatively difficult to achieve the highest achievements on the road of cultivation.
"Although this Zhang Chuan is of ordinary origin, he is determined and his potential cannot be underestimated."
Ye Yang has made some decisions in his heart.
At this moment, after breaking through to the Tiangang realm, Ye Yang is vaguely in harmony with the heaven and earth, and vaguely, he has a whim.
"I don't know why this Zhang Chuan has a little fate with me."
"Especially on his jade pendant, there is still my breath."
There is also an old man Zhang on the other side, with a trace of admiration in his eyes.
"Yes, many of the disciples of this session are from families or other forces, such as Li Tongjian from the East China Sea, and Yun Shui'er also has some origins."
Feitianmen does not reject this kind of casual cultivators or family members joining the sect.
But after all, they have already inherited something.
Naturally, they will be a little wary in their hearts.
Ye Yang smiled slightly, standing on the high platform, his eyes were sharp, carefully observing every disciple who entered the Illusion Heart Formation.
However, as more and more disciples passed the Illusion Heart Test and walked out of the formation cage, Ye Yang suddenly frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Something is wrong."
He and Gu Xuan looked at each other, as expected.
Gu Xuan also looked at Ye Yang and said.
"It seems that spies from other forces have mixed into this formation."
Ye Yang's eyes swept through the crowd and finally locked on a few inconspicuous figures.
Although these people tried their best to cover up, their movements and eyes revealed an unnatural tension.
Soon, with the instructions of Ye Yang and Gu Xuan.
The originally noisy square suddenly quieted down.
Ye Yang's eyes were as sharp as a knife, sweeping over several disciples one by one.
Some people couldn't bear this powerful majesty, and they knelt directly on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.
Seeing this scene, several other people's faces changed drastically. They turned into a black shadow and prepared to escape.
However, their actions seemed so powerless in front of Ye Yang.
Ye Yang waved his hand again.
A powerful spiritual power wave swept out, binding these people in place.
"Bold! How dare you sneak into the trial of my sect!" Ye Yang shouted sternly, his voice full of unquestionable majesty.
Seeing this, the others retreated and dared not approach.
Gu Xuan stepped forward a few steps and looked at these spies coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.
"Tell me, how did you sneak in?"
These people were pale, and no one dared to answer.
Seeing this, Ye Yang sneered, stopped talking nonsense, and took action directly.
His fingers flicked lightly, and a sharp sword energy pierced through the sky and earth, instantly piercing the hearts of several disciples.
Blood splattered on the ground, and the scene became extremely bloody for a while.
Seeing this, the faces of the other people became even paler.
After a while, one person finally couldn't stand the strong pressure.
"Old Ancestor, calm down. I am willing to talk." (End of this chapter)