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"This is... an illusion array!"

Master Hua Jin cried out in a low voice, his beautiful eyes filled with shock.

She had been immersed in the art of formation for many years and considered herself to have made some achievements, but Chen Huaian's casual, moving, and unworldly formation technique was simply unheard of! Although she only caught a glimpse of the formation diagram, the simple and complex formation theory contained in it shocked her.

It turns out that Senior Chen has such a profound attainment in formation?

Why didn’t I see it before?

Zhang Yibai and Gu Changsheng looked as if they had seen a ghost.

You must know that although Chen Huaian is invincible in combat and unparalleled in swordsmanship in the Cangyun Realm, he is an idiot when it comes to arranging battle formations.

All the elders with a slightly higher level of cultivation know about this.

But now...

When did the ancestor become so awesome at setting up formations? !

They didn't even see clearly how Chen Huaian arranged the materials!

The thirty-two disciples froze all over, and felt the scene in front of them suddenly become blurred and distorted!

The banquet hall was solemn the moment before, but it was spinning like a whirlwind the next moment!

By the time they reacted, the scene before their eyes had already changed.

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Master Hua Jin looked at the thirty-two disciples who were completely stunned and asked tentatively:

"Senior Chen, have they... broken into your illusion array?"

"Good eyesight." Chen Huaian smiled. "The Venerable has prepared three tests for them. If they pass all three, the Venerable will personally teach them the art of alchemy and weapon refining. If they fail all the tests, then it can only be said that these disciples have no chance of inheriting the Venerable's legacy."

Master Hua Jin's heart moved.

Previously, Chen Huaian had mentioned that he wanted him to personally select disciples from the Kunlun Immortal Palace's Alchemy Pavilion.

It seems to be right in front of us.

"May I ask, Senior Chen, what are the three tests?" Master Hua Jin looked at Chen Huaian eagerly, her fingers twisting her sleeves unconsciously, her nervousness almost overflowing from her pale face.

What if... What if none of the confidants she carefully selected could meet the senior's standards, then her old face...

Wang Shouyi was also holding his breath, not daring to make a sound.

Chen Huaian glanced at Master Hua Jin calmly and raised a finger: "First, under the spirit's feet."

His voice was not loud, but it carried a hint of vagueness, and was clearly imprinted in Master Hua Jin's mind.

"The temple is majestic, the air is filled with fairy spirit, the jade buildings are hidden in the clouds, and the fairy cranes are crying.

The road to the top of the mountain is divided into two sides: one side is a narrow and rugged path covered with thorns and gravel, leading directly to the top of the mountain; the other side is a broad road paved with beautiful jade, and lined with exotic flowers and plants. The end of the road is hidden in the clouds and mist, and the end is unknown.

"If you want to seek the way to immortality, what path can you take?" This level tests your heart for Taoism!

When faced with the temptation of shortcuts, can you keep your heart and choose the thorny road that truly leads to the road? "

Master Hua Jin's heart tightened when he heard this, thinking that there must be disciples who would take advantage of the situation and choose the easy path.

Even if there's no end to that road.

Chen Huaian raised his second finger: "The second one is the Miasma Forest."

"The fog was so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you. The miasma eroded your spiritual power and confused your mind. Under your feet was a bottomless stinking quagmire. If you took a wrong step, you would be doomed.

The forest was filled with danger, and the monsters roared like thunder. And from the depths of the thick fog where one could hardly see anything, there came the desperate cries for help from their companions!

This stage tests your responsibility and courage.

Should I hold my breath and concentrate, hoping for a glimmer of hope?

Or do you follow the sound, knowing that it is dangerous but still wanting to save your fellow disciples from danger?"

Master Hua Jin and Wang Shouyi were silent, while Zhang Yibai and Gu Changsheng became serious, looking at Chen Huaian with more emotion in their eyes.

Chen Huaian raised his third finger: "Third, the ancient temple in the deserted village."

His voice became low and a little cold.

"The village was deserted and silent with broken walls and ruins. A gloomy old temple stood in the middle of the village, the temple gate was broken, and villagers had fallen dead in front of the gate, their deaths were miserable.

Deep inside the temple, the faint groans of pain from living people could be heard.

At the same time, a whisper full of endless temptation will ring in their ears, arousing the greed in their hearts: 'Push open the temple door, there are treasures left by predecessors, at your fingertips, and you can ascend to heaven in one step...'

This level tests the choice between kindness and greed in one's heart.

Should he follow his heart, show some compassion, and venture into that unknown dangerous place to save people?

Or have you been blinded by the 'chance' of rising to the top overnight and become a slave to greed?"

After Chen Huaian finished speaking, he put down his hands and his voice returned to normal: "The three illusions are linked together and point directly to the heart. The bones can be made up for later, but if the heart is crooked, it is difficult to achieve the great way. What they see, hear and feel are all reflected by their thoughts, and cannot be faked."

After listening to this, Master Hua Jin remained silent for a long time, with cold sweat already oozing out of his forehead.

She wondered what would happen if she failed to pass Senior Chen's illusion test when she was still in the foundation-building stage.

I am afraid……

Not necessarily?

The magic array flows and the light and shadow change.

The thirty-two disciples stood still like clay puppets, with expressions changing rapidly on their faces.

Sometimes he struggled in pain, sometimes he grinned greedily, sometimes hesitantly, sometimes he retreated in fear...

Sweat soaked their Taoist robes and Anta sneakers.

Some even growled or moaned unconsciously.

The only sounds in the entire banquet hall were their heavy breathing and the subtle humming of the magic array.

Master Hua Jin pursed his lips tightly, watching these disciples struggling in the illusion with complicated eyes.

Wang Shouyi was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Time passes by in silent torment.

After an unknown amount of time, the light of the illusion array quietly receded like the tide.

The distorted light returned to normal, and the banquet hall was still the same banquet hall.

Plop! Plop!

Most of the disciples looked as if their bones had been pulled out and their faces turned pale.

They collapsed on the ground as if exhausted, gasping for breath, their eyes unfocused, their faces filled with confusion and fear after surviving a calamity.

When they realized what had happened, the expressions on their faces changed again. Some lowered their heads in shame, while others looked unwilling.

Only two people were still barely standing.

One was a thin girl, her face was also pale, and her lips were even bleeding from being bitten by herself, but her eyes were unusually clear and firm, and her back was straight.

The other was a taciturn young man, his forehead covered with cold sweat, his chest heaving violently, but deep in his eyes there was a kind of calmness that came from tempering.

Chen Huaian's gaze fell on the two of them, and finally there was a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand and pointed at the two people with his fingertips: "You, and you. Stay. Everyone else, leave."

The limp disciples supported each other as if they had been pardoned, and staggered out with mixed feelings. The hall was empty in an instant, with only Chen Huaian, Zhang Yibai, Master Huajin, and the two selected disciples left.

Master Hua Jin looked at the two disciples with relief in his eyes, and he looked at Chen Huaian with inquiry.

Chen Huaian did not explain the specific test of the illusion. He just looked at the two disciples with trepidation and a hint of expectation in their eyes, and said lightly: "Although your roots are poor, your character is still okay. In the world of cultivation, elixirs are the ladder to heaven. From now on, follow your master to learn the art of alchemy."

He was just about to let the two disciples disperse their energy.

Suddenly, a voice came from Shelter No. 0 next door.

[No, my brother is sick! ]

[I said three days before, but now I changed it to five days after the incident! ]

[I came back and didn't let 놖 rest, just so Feiji could send a message to 놖, telling 놖 that the time was changed to two days later? 】

Chen Huaian paused as he stretched out his hand to the two disciples, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

Damn it...

Fortunately, I didn’t stay away from ‘Ba Ji’.

This Chen Niu is so damn cautious!

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