Chapter 81: The Trial of Concentration
The same thought emerged in the minds of all the monks at the same time.
This time it was sent.
Just looking at this first level, there are more than tens of thousands of techniques!
Just taking some of them out would be enough to offset more than ten years of hard work.
Waves of greed arose in the hearts of the monks.
Although these cultivators were very envious of the skills on the bookshelf, they did not dare to act rashly due to Qin Tang's previous power.
However, Qin Tang seemed unaware of the abnormality of the cultivators present.
He looked at the rows of bookshelves with a nostalgic look in his eyes, and said slowly: "The way of the heart lies in concentration, courage, and perseverance."
"This first level is to test your concentration."
"There are 36,541 manuals here. You will stay here for the next period of time and copy them. The limit is three months."
"After three months, I will evaluate you based on the quantity and quality of your copied exercises."
Upon hearing what Qin Tang said, all the cultivators present showed expressions of ecstasy.
There are so many skills, and they are actually allowed to copy them?
As long as I can remember a few techniques, even if I don't gain anything later, this adventure is worth it.
He didn't care about the reactions of the monks present.
Qin Tang pointed casually, and hundreds of tables and chairs rose up in the attic.
There are writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.
"Then you can start. I hope you won't let me down." Qin Tang took out a wine gourd from somewhere and took another sip.
Then he leaned against the wall, motionless, as if he was asleep.
Seeing Qin Tang speak, these monks could no longer hold back.
They rushed to the bookshelf, picked up the technique and took a look at it.
A moment later, there was a loud commotion in the attic.
"This is? How is it possible?"
"Golden Flame Fiery Skill, a fire-attributed skill. Can it be cultivated all the way to the Nascent Soul stage?"
"This book, this book, and this book, are all Nascent Soul techniques?"
"Haha, it's successful. It's completely successful this time!"
…
Looking at the group of crazy monks, Li Fan couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
He picked up a manual at random, chose a table to sit down, and began to copy it.
He did not delve into the contents of the exercises, but just patiently copied them word for word.
Because he knew that these skills were all illusory!
In the previous life, the cultivators who had explored countless times had already reached a conclusion on the skills that appeared in this level.
During the trial, no matter what method is used, the skills must be recorded.
As long as you leave Yunshui Palace, all records will disappear.
As if it never existed.
This fascinating technique is nothing more than a flower in the mirror or a moon in the water, a tool to seduce the mind.
The monks present could vaguely guess the truth.
but……
With the Yuanying True Skill ahead, how many people can resist the temptation and not read it carefully?
There were even one or two who were so absorbed in the mystery of the technique that they hesitated to copy it down.
Even after being reminded by others, I came to my senses.
As they copied it down, they kept stopping and starting, and couldn't help but look back and read it again.
There are very few people like Li Fan, who writes quickly and without paying attention to anything else and just keeps copying!
Paper and ink were inexhaustible, and Li Fan soon finished copying the book in his hand.
I put it back on the bookshelf and picked out another one.
Li Fan's unreluctant behavior attracted some people's attention.
After they thought about it, they gave up the idea of trying to remember.
Just focus on transcribing.
As for those who were still immersed in their skills, they had no kindness to remind them.
…
Time just passes day by day.
After all, constantly transcribing is a boring and hard task.
With the previous lessons learned, no one dared to use magic to cheat.
Soon, I couldn't hold on any longer.
I couldn't help but stop to rest.
Some of them closed their eyes and replied for a moment, then immediately resumed copying.
Some of them took a good and thorough rest before regrouping.
Li Fan, on the other hand, never rested for a moment.
There are two or three people as tireless as Li Fan.
It seems that due to the practice of martial arts, they have particularly good endurance and spirit.
Even if you stay awake for a long time, you won't notice anything unusual.
Li Fan was just holding on.
Because he knew clearly that Qin Tang's evaluation at this level would depend not only on the amount of skills copied but also on the number of mistakes made.
Another very important criterion for judging is how long it takes from the moment you pick up the pen to the moment you put it down.
Just as Qin Tang said before, the test of this level is concentration.
Since you have started copying the exercises, if you stop for any reason, it will be considered that your concentration has been interrupted.
Li Fan was focused and immersed in copying the martial arts techniques.
All the physical and mental fatigue was suppressed by the strong heart.
I don’t know how much time passed.
"Oh, I had a really good sleep!" Qin Tang's voice suddenly rang in my ears.
He stretched, and the paper and pen in front of Li Fan disappeared.
"Time's up, let me see how you perform."
"Tsk tsk tsk, every year is getting worse." Qin Tang kept shaking his head with his eyes slightly narrowed as if he was investigating something.
"Hey, wait a minute..."
“Interesting.”
As if he had discovered something, he glanced at Li Fan and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
However, Qin Tang didn't say anything and quickly looked away.
"The first test is over now. Everyone will take a day off tomorrow. The second test will begin the day after tomorrow."
He clapped his hands, and Li Fan felt a sudden change in front of his eyes.
In the blink of an eye, I was back in the tall building where I had slept before.
Qin Tang's figure did not appear.
The monks finally relaxed.
They looked excited and were communicating with each other.
"This is really a great opportunity. I copied and memorized fifteen books of exercises. Most of them are Golden Core exercises, and there are also a few Yuanying exercises."
“I also wrote down a lot.”
"What's the point of remembering so much? You can only get out alive first."
"That's not the case. With my ability, if things go as expected, I would have only stopped at the foundation-building stage in this life. Now I'm lucky enough to have a glimpse of the mystery of the infant-forming method. Even if I die tomorrow, I'll have no regrets!"
"What Daoyou said is very much in my heart."
"Good words can't persuade a damned devil, huh!"
…
In addition to the quarrel, some monks also set their sights on the relics of those who had died previously.
Unfortunately, after they investigated, they all looked disappointed.
Li Fan even heard someone sneer not far away: "Don't think about it, I saw it that night. After being killed by Qin Tang, all the storage rings and magic tools on his body disappeared. Nothing was left."
After hearing this, Li Fan shook his head and was about to go back to have a good rest, but he was stunned when he inadvertently saw a corpse.
(End of this chapter)
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