338 Assessment Begins
The Jindan cultivator's sudden vomiting of blood frightened the students who came to take the test. They looked at each other, and no one dared to speak, for fear of angering some invisible existence.
The Jindan cultivator himself was even more frightened and uneasy.
He has always been in good health. Although his aptitude is not high, he has cultivated to the Golden Core Stage smoothly. Moreover, he is born with spiritual roots, unlike those mortals present who come here to seek fake spiritual roots.
Although I have reached a bottleneck now and my cultivation has not made any further progress, I have never been in a situation like today.
The reason he vomited blood just now was not because he was attacked, but more like he was unable to withstand the backlash from a higher-level existence.
The Jindan cultivator was terrified and looked around, but he didn't see anyone with a higher cultivation level than himself, and he was puzzled.
He took too long to think, and the candidates, who were originally afraid to breathe because of his vomiting blood, began to whisper to each other.
"what happens?"
"Will the exam still start?"
"Why would a real person vomit blood?"
"Shh, don't talk about that!"
Amidst the muted discussions, a voice reached the Jindan cultivator's ears: "Hurry up and start the exam."
The candidates who were whispering to each other did not hear these words.
Jiang Xin's small body was obscured by the figures of the boys and girls. She stood on tiptoe and looked inside the buildings.
[This Nascent Soul cultivator is so arrogant. He is the one presiding over the examination, but he hides in the dark and doesn't show up. γ
Lin Yan really wanted to tell her that many Nascent Soul cultivators in the outside world were so arrogant, and it was only in a large sect like their Tianshui Sect, where Nascent Soul cultivators were everywhere, that they felt that the Nascent Soul stage was worthless.
The Jindan cultivator received the message and did not dare to neglect it. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with full energy: "Everyone follow me into the house and prepare for the exam!"
He turned around and went into the house. As he turned around, he released a stream of spiritual power to wipe off the bloodstains on the white jade steps.
The candidates, who were originally excited, now stood still and looked at each other, and no one dared to be the first to speak.
After seeing the Jindan monk vomiting blood for no reason, they were all a little scared.
Ning Yao gave his fellow apprentices a look and walked out first.
The rest followed closely behind.
With them taking the lead, and urged by the academy steward, the other candidates followed suit and entered the room.
There were cushions placed in the spacious hall, and the Jindan monk who had vomited blood earlier was sitting cross-legged in the middle, with an incense burner on the table in front of him.
This is the dean of the academy, named Gu Dong, and he is responsible for all the official affairs of the academy.
"Please take a seat." Gu Dong pointed casually, looking like an expert.
Ana Shen looked at the incense ash in the incense burner for a moment, curled the corners of his mouth, and sent a message to everyone: βItβs the incense that creates illusions, and the quality is average.β
Ning Yao and his companions immediately guessed the general situation of this level of the test, and chose a middle seat to sit down. The other candidates also took their seats quickly.
Seeing everyone sitting down, Gu Dong said in a clear voice: "In the first level of the academy assessment, you will enter a fantasy world. In the fantasy world, you will forget your true identity and forget that you are taking the assessment. Only after passing this level can you enter the second level."
Everyone waited for a moment, but was confused when he didn't start explaining other rules.
A brave candidate asked cautiously: "Excuse me, Immortal, how can I pass this level of assessment?"
Gu Dong smiled mysteriously, without giving any hints: "The secret cannot be revealed."
The candidate who asked the question had a bitter look on his face and wanted to ask again, but Gu Dong did not give him the opportunity. He directly took out a long incense stick, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner in front of him.
Illusions have a particularly strong effect on people with weak minds, but since Ning Yao and Wu Xin were able to join the Tianshui Sect and Chankong Temple, they are not such people.
Wen Ziqi is a disciple of the Hehuan Sect. Illusion is also the Hehuan Sect's strong point, so naturally they have their own unique way to deal with it.
Ren Yuan was born in Kunlun Palace. He is the descendant of the snowman created by the Immortal Master Mingchen. He is naturally resistant to illusions.
As for Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao, no one worried about these two little guys.
Ning Yao and his temporary guardians only asked the little guys to be gentle and not break the illusion too early, which would arouse suspicion.
The sweet and greasy scent of the dream soon filled the entire hall. Except for the academy staff who had taken the antidote in advance, everyone else entered the dreamland.
Ning Yao was in a trance, and when he looked up he saw the familiar mountains.
At the forefront of the mountains, at the end of the wide mountain road, the three words "Tianshui Sect" are faintly visible in the mountain mist.
A strange yet familiar memory came to my mind.
He is an outer disciple who has served in the Tianshui Sect for many years. Due to his average aptitude, ordinary background, and inability to scheme, he is still only at the Qi Refining level, which makes him belong to the lowest level of the sect.
Three days ago, he accepted a mission from the sect and went down the mountain to collect a lot of spiritual herbs. This could have allowed him to accumulate a large amount of sect points, but when he was about to return to Tianshui Sect, the inner disciples who were in charge of these outer disciples snatched away all his spiritual herbs and beat him up.
Outer disciples have no status in the sect, and even if the sect elders knew about this, they were too lazy to intervene.
Not only was the spiritual herbs stolen, but the foundation-building pill he obtained through the sect competition some time ago was also snatched away, resulting in him not being able to build a foundation until now.
Memories of being bullied in the past came flooding back like a tide, weighing down Ning Yao's emotions and causing him to feel a faint surge of anger.
But this anger also caused him to have many doubts about his own memory.
Does Tianshui Sect have outer disciples and inner disciples?
Can one with average qualifications join the Tianshui Sect?
He thought he was pretty capable and shouldn't be unable to protect his own things.
As one of the six major immortal sects, will the disciples of Tianshui Sect lack resources for cultivation?
As a disciple who can join the immortal sect, does he need a foundation-building pill to build his foundation?
Moreover, he is only at the first stage of Qi Refining and is still far from building a foundation. Who can he defeat in the sect competition?
What's more, with his current level of cultivation, he wouldn't be able to use the Foundation Establishment Pill even if he had one, right?
All kinds of questions surged into Ning Yao's mind, calming the rage boiling in his heart.
However, he dared not ignore the dull pain in his body, and he limped towards the mountain gate.
The forest was unsafe at night, so he had to return to the sect before sunset.
This thought flashed through Ning Yao's mind, and other knowledge emerged.
This is the main gate of the Tianshui Sect. We are already within the coverage of the sect's protective formation. No monsters or evil cultivators dare to stay here. How can it be unsafe?
Moreover, the sun of Tianshui Sect is a Golden Crow. Although it will work at least four hours a day as agreed, when to rise and when to set is entirely decided by the Golden Crow and is completely unpredictable.
He couldn't sense the exact location of the Golden Crow outside the sect, he could only feel the warm sunlight. How did he know that the sun was about to set?
While thinking, Ning Yao staggered to the mountain gate.
He raised his head and looked at the three words "Tianshui Sect" above the mountain gate, but did not feel any sword intent, and his heart became more and more confused.
Until a flash of inspiration came.
There are so many flaws, could this be an illusion?
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