Nine Heavens

Song Zhen finished writing in a few strokes, and then looked at the disciples around him proudly, with a confident expression on his face.

After Yingfang and Yexiang, who were not far from Liu Qianlang, finished writing, they looked at Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen intentionally or unintentionally, with strange eyes.

"Stop! Time is up!" God's punishment suddenly announced.

Then I looked around from person to person, and when I returned to the podium, I nodded and said, "Well! Not bad, it seems that you all worked hard yesterday. Congratulations, you all passed the test! By the way, if any student learns The 22,000 commonly used Earth Immortal characters can take the public exam at any time, and those who pass can enter and leave the class freely, and they don’t even have to come! From the date of application, they can not come to class at any time within seven days Decide when to take the public exam, hehe, but for more than a thousand years, no one has passed, and if you fail, you will face the fate of leaving Xuanlingmen!"

Hearing that he had passed the test, all the disciples below felt a burst of joy, but no one dared to cheer, they just exchanged glances, nodded and gestured with each other. However, most of the disciples did not dare to think about what they learned in advance.

Song Zhen sat there looking very disappointed. Liu Qianlang glanced at it, and the writing was clear, but the font was not very good. It was said that the old cockroach crawled too much, but it was also crawled by crabs.

God Punishment looked around and said: "Today there is a disciple worthy of praise. He is Song Zhen. Yesterday I saw him practice hard here all afternoon and evening. His hard work paid off, so he wrote very well today. ! I hope you can learn from him, and you must work hard! Please Song Zhen come up and let all the disciples take a look at what you wrote!"

Song Zhen was depressed there, when he heard the praise suddenly, his face brightened immediately, and he went up with the blue fairy paper, and raised it to face everyone. As a result, there was a burst of laughter from the audience, Song Zhen looked sideways and saw that he had taken the wrong one, and hurried back to change the crab paper. This time when the disciples saw it, no one was happy. Although the handwriting was not good-looking, everyone understood that it was almost impossible to write so clearly with his strength of the fourth level of qi training, but he did it! Everyone applauded for him.

Song Zhen burst into a smile on his face, bowed to his seniors again and again, turned his head and bowed deeply to God's punishment, and returned to his seat happily.

After seeing Song Zhen sat down, God punished him shaking his head and said, "Today we are learning the art of the imperial brush. We can write immortal prose with only a few words by hand, but it is not acceptable to quickly copy scrolls in a short time. But learn After the operation of the imperial brush, you can copy a lot of fairy texts in an instant. Let me show you a demonstration." After speaking, the second finger of the middle index pointed at Ouyang Langlong's curling cloud table, and Ouyang Langlong's fairy brush reached the void in an instant, and then left With a wave of his sleeve, two fairy coupons appeared in front of the fairy brush in the void. The scroll on the left was unfolded and filled with fairy texts, while the scroll on the right was also unfolded, but it was light blue in color and empty.

All the disciples watched together, and saw that God's Punishment's right hand moved frequently, and the brush of the fairy pen was brushing quickly on the blank fairy scroll. After a while, it reached the next page, and then the second page, and the third page, faster and faster, Everyone's eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the fairy pen, and it took only a quarter of an hour. Looking again, the blank scroll on the right was already covered with dense fairy writing like the scroll on the left.

After finishing the writing, the divine punishment waved his sleeves and sent the two scrolls to Yunqianmeng Juanyun's table and said, "Everyone pass it on to read it, and then we will start to learn the art of the imperial brush."

Then there was a rustling sound of turning the pages of the book. Some of them were curious and turned through hundreds of pages without finding any mistakes.

After looking at the bottom, it is almost the same, and the god punished him: "Please look at the imperial brush method on the fairy text curtain. Today's task is to write the four characters of Jiutian Xianyuan. You can only use the imperial brush, not your hands. Those who fail before the end of class will be punished." Write the imperial brush method a thousand times! Start!" After speaking, he turned around, and the person disappeared.

As soon as the divine punishment left, everyone began chattering and researching. While studying, they practiced the art of the imperial brush. On everyone's scrolling table, there were fairy brushes moving. Some just jumped a few times on the table, and some Some can stand upright, some can even make the pen float, and some are cute, and their own pens jump straight on other people's cirrus desks. It was very lively for a while.

But this time, Song Zhen was impressive. He didn't rush, urged the strength of the fourth level of qi training, and steadily raised the fairy pen, with the tip of the pen facing down, slowly drawing the blue fairy scroll paper. Removed, then stopped for a while, and then wrote four characters in one go. After finishing writing, she sat down with a relaxed face, and twitched her black and white eyebrows with a smile.

Liu Qianlang finished writing naturally and easily. Yun Qianmeng was already staring out the window indifferently. Ouyang Langlong is pointing to Yunhuan.

After some trials, the fairy pens on each Juanyun table slowly stood up. In fact, controlling objects is not difficult for qi-level disciples, as long as they have learned the method of controlling the object, they just need to be familiar with it.

Time passed quickly, and when get out of class was over, all the disciples left happily. Liu Qianlang and Song Zhen were also among them, and passed the morning smoothly.

In the afternoon, Lingxiutan practice field.

Thousands of new and old disciples gathered in the Lingxiu Pool practice field, the disciples from the former realm were in the front, the disciples from the new realm were behind, and the senior disciples were in the high-altitude practice field in turn.

After everyone sat cross-legged, a woman's voice shaking the valley came from the front of the lower practice field: "All disciples from the New Territories, listen carefully, from now on, you must come here to meditate for two hours after noon every afternoon, if you don't come All of you will be expelled from the Immortal Sect and will never be accepted! You must reach the twelfth level of qi training within one year, and then successfully enter the foundation building stage, otherwise you will only become ordinary disciples and will not be able to enter the Twelve Peak Master's under the door.

If you enter the foundation building stage ahead of time or you can challenge the previous disciples in the foundation building stage on a full moon night, you can practice on your own without restraint. Say this once only, never repeat it! "After speaking, there was no more sound, and I don't know who the sound came from.

Liu Qianlang looked back and forth, and found that there were at least two thousand people in the lower training field, except for the disciples of Qingliu Kingdom sitting around, most of them were unfamiliar faces. Those people at the top have never seen it. Seeing that Song Zhen beside him had already entered the state of cultivation, Liu Qianlang also concentrated his energy and slowly entered the state of mind. But he didn't rush to analyze the tenth-level method of Qi training, but looked for another kind of exercise that has always felt weird and magical. Liu Qianlang flew silently, carefully inspecting the places he passed, but he never saw what he was looking for, secretly activated the white light diamond, raised his eyesight to the level of 50,000 breaths, and counted breaths to analyze.

"You want to exhaust me to death! My master!" Bai Guang said angrily.

"Hehe, Senior Bai Guang, what's wrong!" Liu Qianlang laughed.

"You don't care about my life or death, you keep injecting spiritual power into my body, who can bear it, besides, the magic realm you are looking for is in the realm of mind, not in the realm of mind at all!" Bai Guangcui said .

"Oh! How did you know that I was looking for Dafa of Changing Domain?" Liu Qianlang said in surprise.

"Haha, my master, this is a good thing. It shows that the realm of your mind, the realm of your mind, is connected with mine. I will know what you think in the future. As long as you don't make me angry, I will help you at critical moments." I remind you." Bai Guang smiled brightly.

Liu Qianlang laughed and said, "So, thank you Senior Bai Guang!" After speaking, he floated out of the door of thoughts, paused for a while, and quietly entered the door of thoughts.

The realm of thoughts has just been formed, and the space is not particularly large. Liu Qianlang only raised his eyesight to the level of 9,000 breaths, and he can see almost all the areas clearly, but he has not seen the first level of the Illusory Realm Dafa.

Liu Qianlang earnestly analyzed bit by bit, bypassing this mountain peak, then the next mountain peak, passing through countless rivers. Liu Qianlang was secretly surprised, Senior Bai Guang wouldn't lie to me, could it be possible that I lost this illusion.

No, I copied it word by word on Shui'er's back, and I remembered it when I finished copying it, not to mention studying it several times carefully. Liu Qianlang raised his eyesight to 19,000 breaths again. This is where he can see everything in the realm of mind, even the gravel at the bottom of the river can be clearly seen.

Liu Qianlang continued to explore and analyze ahead, and a big river appeared in his sight. On the bank of the river was a piece of silver sandy beach. Not far from the beach was a big bridge, under which the bridge was very dark. Liu Qianlang floated to the bottom of the bridge and probed carefully. Suddenly, a puff of black smoke was moving in a gap between the bridge stones.

Liu Qianlang was overjoyed, and raised his eyesight by another two thousand breaths, and finally saw clearly that it was exactly the great method of the fantasy realm that he was looking for. After a burst of cheers, they flew over and pulled it out from the crack of the bridge. When they saw it was a small black flag with the words: Soul Calling Banner.

There is a layer of black smoke on the top of the black flag, and under the smoke is a layer of magic door. Liu Qianlang smiled slightly, and floated out of the river bottom with a small black flag, flew for a while, and landed on the silver sand.

Sitting cross-legged on the beach, Liu Qianlang played with the little black flag for a while, and began to take a breath seriously. I saw the first level of the Illusory Realm Dafa: the five-level cultivation method of Yushi Yinbing: the first level: obey orders, The second level: turning the beast's body, the third level: Li Ling breaks the coffin. The fourth level: Resentful corpses go ashore. The fifth level: Yin Bing boundless. The following is the detailed practice method.

Slowly, Liu Qianlang discovered that this illusory magic is a magical skill of the demon school, and to practice this skill, two strands of spiritual power, black and white, must be used at the same time. . Bai Ling's purpose is to keep his original intentions intact as much as possible during the process of cultivating demons. Demon spirits naturally continue to strengthen their demon nature and demonstrate the power of their demon attacks. If you want to practice this skill, you need to reach at least the foundation building level. Otherwise, you will not be able to enter the country.

After Liu Qianlang realized it, he stared at the Taotao River in front of him and fell into deep thought for a long, long time... Finally he stood up resolutely, with an unprecedented sternness on his face!

When Liu Qianlang opened his eyes, there was a commotion in the practice field, and the voices of discussions were endless, and all the disciples had already stood up. Beside him, Song Zhen kept protecting himself, and looked up into the distance. Liu Qianlang looked at Song Zhen gratefully, and also stood up.

Seeing Liu Qianlang stand up, Song Zhen said, "Qianlang! You see, that bastard Ouyang Langlong is really powerful! He broke through the twelfth level of Qi training just once in here, successfully stored the current, and has entered the foundation building stage It's too different!"

Liu Qianlang looked along the line of sight of the crowd, Ouyang Lang was not done yet, he was hanging cross-legged in the void a few feet high, he was furrowing his eyebrows, making the final sprint, when suddenly he stopped with a clear whistle.

I saw Ouyang Langlong bursting with colorful brilliance all over his body, spreading in all directions non-stop. In just a while, auspicious clouds were floating all over the entire training ground, and they kept spreading to high altitudes. The brilliance shot straight into the sky, At the same time, the air is filled with bursts of fragrance. Ouyang Langlong high in the sky is like a holy Buddha, with shining Buddha light, extremely majestic, handsome face and fair complexion.

The crowd cheered and applauded, and the sound shook Xingyun. People in front of them all praised: "This new class of disciples is really amazing. Just after entering the Immortal Gate, they have reached the strength of the early stage of foundation establishment. It is incredible. The future is really immeasurable!"

Seeing that the new class of disciples had such an outstanding figure, the seniors in the high place practice field were all moved and surprised. Far away from the practice field, on the top of a high mountain, some senior disciples who seldom come forward stand there for a rare moment, watching the demeanor of the successful foundation establishment.

Ouyang Lang became famous in Long Yixiu and became a myth among thousands of disciples.