Chapter 8

After a short silence, there were shouts of surprise from the crowd.

"To control the air with Qi is the only way to control the air!"

"Yes, it's a realm that many homeowners can't reach. It's worth it even if they can't pass the examination."

"Is that the senior of Yukong flight the dizangmen daceng who presided over this assessment?"

"Silence The old man in the middle of the air gave a low drink and immediately calmed the crowd down again.

His eyes, like substance, swept the whole martial arts arena, and a touch of comfort gradually appeared on his originally expressionless face: "well, the strength of the candidates who participated in the assessment this time is pretty good. It seems that all the major families and forces are very attentive. I hope you will live up to the trust of your elders and start the assessment!"

As his voice fell, he waved down, and a vigorous force swept the whole arena.

People instinctively resist, but they are surprised to find that the power is not what they can resist. It is very easy to penetrate their bodies without causing any damage.

Boom!

The old man's power went straight into the ground and immediately activated the mechanism.

The ground of the whole arena began to rotate, and people were curious to escape. They were surprised to find that the ground was divided into hundreds of pieces by round bluestones.

"Don't panic. This is the heart training array of dizang. You can measure your accomplishments and mental strength. Keep standing still as far as possible. If you insist on the last way, you can join the dizang gate!" The old man explained, then waved his sleeve and flew to the distance.

All the people in the martial arts arena immediately chose the array stones and stood on the array heart excitedly or nervously, ready to accept the entrance examination of the dizang gate.

Some of them are flexible and even start to pick and choose, intending to find a less powerful stone, which can also reduce the difficulty of the examination.

Seeing this, song Tianxuan just sneered. How can this dizang sect be said to be the overlord and leave such a flaw in the entrance examination.

What's more, in his previous life, although he was not very proficient in the array, he could see that there was only one eye in this dizang heart training array. He just used some ingenious method to evenly distribute the strength among the countless array stones on the martial arts arena, and the difficulty was no different at all.

He found a nearby stone, stepped on the heart of the array, and began to adjust his breath and mood. At the beginning, there was nothing, but as time went on, the stone under his feet began to produce a strange pulling force, making his body heavier and heavier.

Not only song Tianxuan, but other people also met the same situation. Some of them with strong accomplishments could cope with it, but those who didn't even reach the middle stage of the physical body, because of their poor strength and mood, began to swing from side to side.

Bang!

In less than a year's time, some people began to fall, their faces were blue, and they wanted to stand up with their hands on the ground.

But I found that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't resist the pulling force of the stone. Unless I moved to the stone, the pressure would disappear.

In the end, except for a few very determined people who could barely stand up again, the rest of the people who fell chose to withdraw from the stone array.

It's not that they don't want to join the dizang sect, but the dizang heart training array seems harmless. If they know that their strength is not enough, it will cause great damage to their bodies. It's better to give up.

For other people's performance, song Tianxuan didn't care at all, just looked at it for a while, then he gently closed his eyes.

Just immerse in the mysterious artistic conception of forgetting both things and me, adjust your body and mood to a best state, and reach a perfect balance with the stone under your feet.

Dong Dong!

I don't know how long later, a drum sound pulled song Tianxuan back to reality from that mysterious artistic conception.

He opened his eyes and saw that hundreds of people had fallen on the whole martial arts arena, and only a few dozen scattered people were still insisting.

Nevertheless, only a few of the dozens of people who kept standing could still look relaxed.

Sure enough, there are some good seedlings.

Song Tianxuan sighed in his heart. Suddenly he felt something. He looked up at the sky.

When the old man appeared again, the other side also looked at him with a look of approval. Then the old man drew back his eyes and yelled, "after the examination, anyone who can still be on the array stone is a disciple of the dizang sect!"

The old man's voice fell, and those who just reluctantly insisted immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then they quickly jumped to one side and sat on the ground very tired. It was obvious that the previous insistence was all relying on the super strength of heart, and they were still a little poor in cultivation.

Song Tianxuan and several other relaxed people stepped out of the array stone one after another. With a wave of the old man's hand, they swept out a strong force. The array stone disappeared one after another, and the ground of the whole martial arts arena became flat again, just a lot of sweat.

After the removal of the array, the old man once again said, "congratulations on becoming the disciples of the gate of dizang. I hope you will not forget your original intention and practice hard in the future, and strive to enter the inner gate early!"

When song Tianxuan heard the words, he felt that after passing the examination, he was only able to become a disciple of the dizang sect. He didn't know how to join the inner sect.

What he is interested in is not the skills that his inner disciples can learn, but the right to allocate resources. After all, what he is good at is refining medicine. He must have enough resources to support him.

The old man flew away again. Before long, more than a dozen middle-aged people in luxurious clothes appeared. They were unable to fly in the air. Obviously, their cultivation was still in the air. Nevertheless, their momentum was amazing enough to crush all the disciples present.

Song Tianxuan knew that these people were the elders of the outer gate,.

Their status in the dizang sect is not very high, so they are very excited in the face of these elites who have just joined. They even have some conflicts when they compete for the last elite disciples.

However, to song Tianxuan's surprise, he was the last one, and no elder came to fight for him. He even felt that those people were deliberately ignoring himself.

Is it the father and son of the Song Dynasty who played tricks behind the scenes?

When song Tianxuan was the only one left in the martial arts arena, two figures flashed in his mind, and his brows were locked immediately!

Whoo!

All of a sudden, a strong wind blows on his face. Song Tianxuan instinctively dodges back, and his arm is still seized by others. He is trying to use his power to resist, but he is surprised to find that the person is the old man who just presided over the examination.