Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

He had already seen countless new disciples like Zhang Yifeng who were planning to join the expedition team to mix the Immortal Stone.

These people all thought that the subjugation mission was very simple, and they could just go and fool around.

In fact, even the most confident expedition team may lose one or two good players after going to the secret realm, let alone a new disciple like Zhang Yifeng.

This monk also had good intentions, otherwise he would not care about Zhang Yifeng's life or death.

Seeing the monk's sincere expression, Zhang Yifeng just smiled slightly.

"Senior brother, there is no need to persuade me. I understand my good intentions."

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's resolute look, the monk stopped talking. After slapping his mouth twice, he said to Zhang Yifeng.

"You know the requirements for joining the expedition team, right?"

"Junior brother understands."

Zhang Yifeng said, exuding the aura of the fourth level of fairyland from his body.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng reaching the fourth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm at such a young age, the monk had a look of astonishment in his eyes.

Licking his lips, the monk took out a form and handed it to Zhang Yifeng.

"Oh, there is nothing wrong with learning at a young age, but I just want to imitate those people who are so ambitious."

The monk's muttering was obviously intended for Zhang Yifeng to hear. After hearing this, Zhang Yifeng just smiled and filled out the form handed over by the monk.

"Okay, go in and find someone to take part in the trial. I hope your kid doesn't pass."

The monk pointed to the back door of the Demon-Conquering Hall and said calmly to Zhang Yifeng.

Seeing the monk's attitude, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but pick up the form and walked towards the back door of the Demon Subduing Hall.

Pushing open the door, what Zhang Yifeng saw was an extremely dark room, with only an old man sitting on the futon in the middle emitting white light.

Zhang Yifeng walked respectfully to the old man and put down the form in his hand.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the form, and motioned for Zhang Yifeng to sit in front of him.

Zhang Yifeng immediately sat down quietly, waiting for the old man's next instructions.

"Close your eyes and empty your mind."

The old man's old voice came out slowly, and Zhang Yifeng followed the instructions and closed his eyes to empty his mind.

The old man nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this. He was a good candidate for practicing his Taoism by entering meditation so quickly.

Seeing that Zhang Yifeng had emptied his mind, the old man pinched a Dao Jue in his hand, and a spiritual light shrouded Zhang Yifeng in it.

The next moment, Zhang Yifeng felt dizzy and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Yifeng had appeared in a dense forest.

"Test goal: Survive in this dense forest for seven days as a mortal."

A voice sounded in the sky, and Zhang Yifeng knew that he was in an illusion now. This trial method was quite convenient.

After feeling it carefully, Zhang Yifeng found that all the power in his body had disappeared, and now he had the body of an ordinary person.

"Survive for seven days? It seems I have to use the skills I learned on earth."

After muttering, Zhang Yifeng turned around and walked into the dense forest.

The seven days in the fantasy world passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Yifeng sat boredly in front of the wooden house he built, looking at a wild boar being roasted on the fire next to him.

As for the other side, there are various hunting tools made by Zhang Yifeng using the knowledge he learned on earth.

Even when drinking water, Zhang Yifeng only drinks it after filtering it with a simple water filter he made.

Seven days have passed. It is not so much a trial as it is for Zhang Yifeng to come over for vacation.

After spending the last night, Zhang Yifeng felt himself dizzy again. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the dark space inside the back door of the Demon-Conquering Hall.

Looking at the old man with a twitching mouth in front of him, Zhang Yifeng asked hesitantly.

"Um, this uncle, I wonder if I have passed the test?"

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's uneasy look, the white-haired old man sighed and nodded.

"I have never seen a boy like you treat my trial as a trip. Okay, okay, you have passed the trial. Looking at you, I guess you can survive no matter how bad the environment is. .”

The old man said helplessly, extending his hand to indicate that Zhang Yifeng could leave.

"Thank you, uncle."

Zhang Yifeng was also worried that the old man saw that he was living too comfortably and did not want to give him a pass.

Picking up the form placed in front of the old man, Zhang Yifeng walked out of the room with a relaxed expression.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Zhang Yifeng saw the monk in the distance who had just filled out the form for him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"It came out so quickly. It seems like this kid failed."

The monk murmured in his heart that those who usually go to the trial are not allowed to stay in for half an hour.

As a result, this kid came out so quickly. It was obvious that he was brushed out not long after he entered.

This is normal. Disciples who have just entered the sect have never experienced such battles.

There are also people who enter the trial and find that their cultivation is gone, and some are frightened and go crazy on the spot during the trial.

Even he himself had gone through that trial before, and it was indeed too scary.

Who can bear it, with the body of an ordinary person, surviving for seven days in a dense forest full of jackals, tigers, leopards and various ferocious beasts, living in fear every day.

This trial is not just a simple test of whether a person can survive for seven days. During these seven days, various pressures from life may overwhelm the participants.

Unless one has a very strong state of mind, it is difficult for ordinary people to pass this test.

The secret realm is not a place that can be easily passed. Without a strong mind and heart, it is very likely to fall in the secret realm.

While the monk was thinking, Zhang Yifeng had already walked up to him and handed him the form in his hand.

"How about it, I'll just say..."

Before the monk finished speaking, he looked at the watch handed over by Zhang Yifeng, and when he read the word "pass", the monk's face almost collapsed.

"Oh my god, you passed! Ahem, which expedition team are you going to choose?"

The monk quickly adjusted the expression on his face, returned to the calm look at the beginning, and asked Zhang Yifeng calmly.

Seeing the monk like this, Zhang Yifeng felt funny in his heart, but his expression remained calm.

"Senior brother, please help me see if there are still places for the expedition team led by Elder Zhishen?"

"Hey, you are quite good at choosing. As a new elder, Elder Zhishen is not going to a very powerful secret realm with his new team."

The monk raised his eyebrows, this man was quite good at choosing.

After saying that, the monk picked out a palm from a stack of spiritual papers, looked at it carefully and shook his head to Zhang Yifeng with some regret.

"Elder Zhishen's team is full. If you want to enter, you can only choose one person to challenge."