Chapter 32 Huangfu Wuqin
The shape of the moon was reflected in the pupils of Kong Ji's eyes, and there was confusion in his eyes. He didn't know what he was doing.
At the same time, I felt a little uneasy.
"Qualification screening, I only have two spiritual apertures, and my qualifications are mediocre in the Cangwu Sect. In the eyes of their ancient cultivators, I guess I am the type of person who cannot be carved out of rotten wood."
"This qualification screening is related to whether I can get the opportunity. What if I can't pass it!"
Kong Xian was uneasy.
The moon wheel in front of him began to slowly emit light, and his entire body was enveloped in a soft and cold brilliance.
At that moment, Kong Ji felt as if he was in a soft spring, with the cold moonlight covering the surface of his body, flowing like running water.
What happened next made Kong Jiang look solemn.
Wrapped in that brilliance, his body became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye. When he lowered his head, he could even see the blood vessels and meridians hidden in his own flesh and blood.
But he didn't feel any discomfort at all.
This made Kong Ji couldn't help but sigh: "The methods of ancient cultivators are really strange!"
For a moment, the moon wheel in the puppet's hand shone on Kong Ji's Dantian.
His spirit wheel, which had been nurtured by him for nearly three years, was completely exposed to the puppet's eyes.
Before he practiced cultivation, Kong Ji’s spiritual wheel was dim and dull.
Because of the warmth and nourishment of the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra, it now has some azure color.
Under the illumination of the moon wheel in the puppet's hand, it becomes even more white, like a full moon in the sky.
The dark golden pupils of the puppet were fixed on the spirit wheel at the right time, and he carefully looked at the spirit wheel that was as brilliant as jade.
While taking a break, the puppet slowly said: "The spirit wheel is flawless, as white as jade, with excellent qualifications, and the qualifications have passed the screening."
"Excellent qualifications?!" the puppet heard. Those words that could be heard clearly made the strange look on Kong Ji's face even more intense.
Almost all sects nowadays use the number of spiritual acupoints to judge a person's talent.
Because the number of spiritual orifices is related to the monk's cultivation speed.
A talent like Kong Zhen’s with two spiritual acupoints is simply a bad thing.
He never dreamed that one day he would hear the words 'superior qualifications' from someone else's mouth.
"Could it be that the ancient cultivators' judgment of qualifications was not based on the spiritual aperture? It was defined by the spiritual wheel?" The more Kong Zhi thought about it, the more something was wrong.
If it is defined only by the spiritual wheel and not the spiritual orifice, what if there is only one spiritual orifice?
That kind of person will probably never be able to break through to the fourth realm of Yanglun in his lifetime.
There is also a spirit wheel that is flawless. Kong Jiang always felt that everyone should have a spirit wheel like his.
“Don’t all monks’ spiritual chakras be complete?”
Kong Ji is so obsessed with cultivation that he has no idea how rare people are with flawless spiritual chakras.
Maybe it has something to do with the fact that the current cultivation world doesn’t pay much attention to spiritual wheels.
What Kong Zhen didn’t even know was how rare this superior qualification mentioned by the puppet was in the ancient cultivation period.
Gu Xiu’s statement that his qualifications were acceptable was enough to make countless people ecstatic at the time.
Kong Jin was in a state of deep sorrow because of the puppet's words.
The latter has put away the moon wheel in his hand with an expressionless expression.
Continued to state in his unhurried voice: "The qualification screening is over and we are entering the formal assessment."
As he spoke, the puppet slowly raised its head, with the crescent-shaped crescent between its eyebrows. The brand burst out with a golden beam of light, shining towards the top of the space.
That is where the light source is emitted, embedded with an unknown crystal the size of a human head.
The moment when the beam of light between the puppet's eyebrows shines on the crystal.
The light that the crystal illuminated the entire space suddenly converged, and finally condensed into a three-foot-sized light curtain.
Kong Ji stared at the light curtain, and saw that as the light curtain floated, the brilliance condensed into a text of several hundred words.
The first few words of the exercise are "Moon Wheel Seal"
Zhao Zhao was born in Taiyin, and the rumble is hidden in the subtlest place
The yin and yang are transported to nourish all things
The sea of stars surrounds the extreme, as vast as the sea of smoke
...
This exercise is difficult to understand at first glance, but after reading it over and over, Kong Ji’s brows almost wrinkled.
Fortunately, Kong Zhen was not an elm-headed man. He had a thought and tried to introduce this moon wheel seal into the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra. He compared it with the cultivation method of Yanglun Sutra, and he seemed to have some enlightenment.
The things that were unclear suddenly became clear.
“I see, this is a Tao method based on the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra. If you don’t practice the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra, you will never understand it.”
Kong Ji's eyes were bright, he came here just for the follow-up exercises of the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra.
Although this Moon Wheel Seal is not a skill, at least we have a clue.
At the same time, Kong Jiang heard the familiar tone of the puppet again.
"Only those who have mastered the Moon Wheel Seal within three days can pass this entrance examination."
After speaking, the puppet made no movement.
A pair of dark golden eyes just looked at Kong Geng in the field, like a sculpture.
His behavior was not to disturb the disciples participating in the entrance examination.
Kong Xian understood in his heart. After nodding slightly, he focused on the moon wheel seal in front of him.
He also made no movement, and the whole space became quiet and you could hear a pin drop.
So long.
Kong Ji, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his hands.
Rhythmic alternation began, and the fingers intertwined to form a series of seals.
The first time, it was not successful.
He only felt that after he completed all the seals, the spirit wheel in his Dantian only trembled.
Between the hands, there is only a flash of light.
The first attempt ended in failure.
He was not discouraged and looked at the calligraphy of the exercises in the light screen again.
Compared with the Jiangshuang Yanglun Sutra over and over again, I completely forgot myself.
Kong Ji, who was focused, did not notice it.
When he formed the seal for the first time and the radiance in his palm flickered, the puppet's seemingly emotionless dark golden eyes shone with human surprise.
But that trace of emotional fluctuation was quickly replaced by numbness, as if it was a puppet without emotions. Half a day later, Kong Jiang started his second attempt.
This time, his seals were faster.
The spiritual power in the body was affected by the seal and there were signs of surging, and the flawless spiritual wheel in the dantian began to rotate slowly.
Kong Ji could clearly feel that an inexplicable force began to condense between his hands from the position of the spiritual wheel in his dantian.
Boom!
The air vibrates.
Kong Zhen felt a ball of light blooming between his hands, covering an area of one foot in radius.
The light was cold and cold, illuminating Kong Ji's elegant face as white as silver paper.
The gaze focused on the palm of Kong Zhi's hand. There was a mark the size of a baby's fist, similar to a crescent moon. It was exactly the same as the crescent moon between the puppet's eyebrows.
The mark was about to move in Kong Ji's palm.
Feeling the high-spirited power of the mark in his hand, Kong Ji had a feeling that as long as he moved his mind, it would fly out and launch a devastating offensive.
But with the puppet in front of him, Kong Jiang did not dare to make a mistake, so he could only withdraw his spiritual power and let the moon wheel seal dissipate in his palm.
As little bits of light disappeared in the sky.
“Hey!” Kong Ji let out a soft sigh.
The moon wheel seal has dissipated, but it doesn’t seem to have completely disappeared.
There seemed to be a strange change in his body.
A stream of pure energy appeared in his body out of thin air at the same time as the moon wheel seal disappeared, traveling through the meridians like a fish, seemingly looking for something.
Fortunately, it did not cause any harm to Porphyra.
Finally, the energy merged into Dantian and submerged into Kong Ji's spiritual wheel.
Instantly, the spiritual wheel vibrated.
Kong Ji's brain went blank for a short time.
The only thing he could feel was between his eyebrows, as if something was growing out of his flesh and blood and imprinted on his forehead.
That feeling is extremely itchy.
Just when Kong Ji reached out to grab it, his senses disappeared again.
He had no choice but to reach out and touch the spot on his forehead where the itch had just appeared, and touched a smooth and cool mark. According to the touch from his fingertips, he could feel that the shape of the mark was like a crescent moon.
Kong Zhen looked at the puppet's eyebrows, and there was a similar mark there.
“That’s it!”
The puppet didn’t seem to see Kong’s gaze, and just said lightly: “Passed the assessment!”
“Congratulations, now Became an official disciple of Guanghan Palace.”
It was during the time when Kong Xian was practicing the Moon Wheel Seal in that assessment space.
Some kind of change is also happening in the Shuangyue Altar in the outside world.
Han Dong sat cross-legged on the altar for several days, and the heavy snow almost submerged his entire body.
But after this time, after absorbing the blood essence and blood of hundreds of herb collector monks at Shuangyue Altar, his aura finally broke through the shackles.
Boom!
The blood-red spiritual power containing piercing murderous intent suddenly burst out of Han Dong's body, scattering all the accumulated snow covering his body and the altar.
Han Dong opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and the scarlet color flashed in his pupils.
The momentum that uniquely belongs to the eight realms of Yang Lun swept across the Shuangyue Altar in an instant, causing snow to fill the sky.
Han Dong stood in the center of the altar, looking around with his feminine eyes, which contained evil intentions and publicity.
It’s just that no one appreciates his current posture, and only shriveled corpses are left on the Frost Moon Altar.
Han Dong's eyes finally locked in the direction where Kong Ji disappeared, and he raised a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth.
It wasn't that he hadn't sensed Kong Ji's eyes peeping at him in the dark before, but that he was at a critical moment of breaking through the situation and couldn't make any mistakes.
Now that he has successfully broken through the situation, he no longer has any worries. Naturally, he wants to find the person who was peeping at him in the dark and exuding a faint murderous intention.
The reason why Han Dong is so famous is not only because of his strength, but also because of his vengeful character. He does not allow anyone who has murderous intentions towards him to live.
"You actually escaped my search, and you have some skills."
Han Dong's voice was still so soothing, as if he was talking about an insignificant ant.
Just when he was about to leave for the place where Kong Ji’s breath last disappeared.
Suddenly, his body froze, as if he sensed something, and he turned his head suddenly, looking solemnly at the top of the Frost Moon Altar and the edge of the cliff on the left side of the Grand Canyon.
The figure of the girl is sitting on the edge of the cliff, her slender legs carved from white jade swaying carelessly in the place where the wind and snow are roaring.
The strong wind blew up the hem of her beautiful white skirt, and also lifted up the unbound black hair of her bun.
Looking at her dress, I was surprised to see that she looked like a lady among the common people.
It’s just that every strand of hair of the girl is combed with Xiaojiabiyu, and her picturesque eyebrows are filled with contempt, and her eyes are contemptuous and domineering.
On that indescribably holy face, the red lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and the look he looked at Han Dong was like a dead thing.
Who wouldn’t want to take a second look at such a beautiful woman?
But the moment Han Dong and her eyes met, a strong sense of crisis arose for no reason.
Han Dong's intuition is very terrifying, which is why he has escaped from the pursuit of various sects again and again, but still did not die.
Perhaps out of fear, his mind was quickly searching for information about this girl.
After all, for a woman of this age, with such an appearance and terrifying oppressive power, it is easy to find a name that matches her.
Finally, deep in his memory, he found an image that matched the girl standing proudly on the edge of the cliff.
"Huangfu Wuqin!" These four words stood out in Han Dong's mouth, and his body subconsciously took a step back.
It seems to be fear, or... fear.
Han Dong's words were caught in the wind and snow, and it was obviously impossible for them to reach the ears of the girl who was far away, but she heard them.
The bright eyes as bright as stars looked at Han Dong with interest, his white teeth opened slightly, and he spoke in an ethereal and delicate voice: "Have you seen me?"
Han Dong did not respond. Seeing Huangfu Wuqin take the initiative to admit his identity, his handsome face showed fluctuations for the first time.
His figure took another step back uncontrollably.
This tiny detail was caught by Huangfu Wuqin. He only stretched out his green little finger, pointed at the location of Han Dong, and said lightly: "If you move again, I will kill you."
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