The mid-month sermon arrived as scheduled.
When Gu Xiuyun arrived, Elder Jun Sheng was already standing above the Taoist platform. The Taoist platform below was shrouded in fog, making it difficult to see the scene clearly.
"Hey, why did the elder come so early?" Gu Xiuyun was confused.
It is not yet midnight. Logically speaking, the elder should not show up so early.
Gu Xiuyun looked around and saw that many Pulse Cleansing Realm disciples were already watching on the ropeway. He walked quickly to a disciple and asked quietly, "When did this junior brother and elder come here? And what's going on with the fog on the platform?"
"Reporting to Senior Brother, I don't know the exact time." The Pulse Cleansing Realm disciple on the ropeway clasped his fists and shook his head, "I only heard from the elders. He came earlier than everyone else and set up a large formation on the Taoist platform, and the mist spread out from the formation."
"That's it." Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.
Elder Jun Sheng said in his last sermon that this time he would test the formation level of his disciples. Now it seems that this formation is the test question!
Looking at the fog on the platform, Gu Xiuyun's eyes flashed with thoughts, and then he stepped into it.
As soon as I walked into the fog, the scene in front of me suddenly changed. I was standing on the endless sea, the blue sky connected with the sea, and there was nothing but the undulating sea water under my feet.
"It is indeed an illusion array." Gu Xiuyun knew it in his heart.
If it is a killing formation or a trapping formation, although it is more powerful, if you move it, you will either die or be injured. It is a bit inappropriate to use it to test the disciples. The illusion formation is the safest. Even if you get lost in the formation, you will not be injured. There will be no danger.
Gu Xiuyun sat down cross-legged, surrounded by spiritual energy, letting himself float on the water to avoid falling into the deep sea.
He knew very well that the essence of the illusory formation was born from the heart. If Gu Xiuyun did not activate his spiritual power, he would sink to the bottom of the sea. By that time, he would be able to defeat the elder with the formation method. If you want to escape again, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"The blue sky and the sea are no different from reality, and there are no flaws in the fluctuations of spiritual power. It may not be easy to break this formation." Gu Xiuyun looked at the surrounding scene, pinching his hands hidden in his sleeves As for the spirit turtle black armor sign, he did not use it.
Since this formation is a test for all the disciples on the Taoist platform, it will definitely be able to trap the nine major disciples, even the strong men of the fourth level of Kai Mai, let alone Gu Xiuyun?
Even if the Spirit Turtle Black Armor is activated, it will have no effect. If so, why bother using it in front of others.
Gu Xiuyun followed the fluctuations of spiritual power and deduced for a long time, but did not find anything abnormal. However, he understood that this formation would not be peaceful forever, and when the time came, there would inevitably be a riot.
If it is always a blue sea and a blue sky, how can we test the methods of our disciples?
Sure enough, as the night outside grew darker, the fog on the platform became increasingly chaotic.
"Oh, I was almost late again!" Taoist Mingxian stumbled to the Taoist platform.
It was almost midnight, and the water next to it was leaking.There is only a trace of thread left.
"Senior Brother Mingxian, hurry in." The deacon disciple urged.
Before he finished speaking, a stream of spiritual power surged down, sweeping up Taoist Mingxian like a wave and throwing him into the depths of the mist, leaving only Taoist Mingxian’s scream.
"Mingxian, you dare to delay even my mid-month sermon. If you can't survive the three illusions today, I will punish you to stay in Yinfeng Cave for half a year." Elder Jun Sheng's voice was like thunder. It resounded throughout the Taoist platform and reached the ears of every disciple.
"Senior Brother Mingxian is late again?"
Gu Xiuyun raised his head and looked at the sky. There was nothing but blue sky, but he knew clearly that the blue sky was just an illusion. Elder Jun Sheng was here at this moment. Above his head, he looked at all the disciples in the Pulse Opening Realm.
“This bastard Mingxian has really disgraced Hanchun Mountain.” Deep in the fantasy world, a third-level disciple of the Opening Meridians had an angry look on his face. He's late. After the sermon is over, I have to ask Master to punish him."
We are both disciples of Hanchunshan. If Mingxian loses face, Hanchunshan will lose face.
"Mingxian Taoist is really stubborn. He dares to be late for the elders' sermons. If it were a strict sect like the Ruoshui Sect, he would have been sent to the Punishment Department long ago. Waste all your cultivation." A disciple in white stripes and green robes sneered.
This man's footsteps were as fast as lightning, walking on the sea like a phantom, surrounded by strong winds, but could not stop his figure.
A cultivator of the fourth level of Kaimai, who has practiced in Shangyuan Hall for many years. In terms of strength, this person is already close to Taoist Kang Yan. How can a large formation trap him?
Only half an hour had passed, and the disciple in the white-striped green robe suddenly went dark. He had already walked out of the formation and was standing on the edge of the Taoist platform.
Not far away, there were five disciples standing, all among the nine major disciples. "Kang Hua, your speed is a bit slow!" Another disciple in white-striped green robe said.
"This is Elder Jun Sheng's illusory formation, so I will naturally have to understand it carefully." Taoist Kanghua said coldly.
A moment later, three other disciples in blue robes with white stripes walked out one after another.
Elder Jun Sheng frowned, knowing that the large formation he had set up could not trap the nine people, so he waved his hand and asked them to rest on one side first.
"As expected of the Nine Disciples, even the large array set up by the elder himself cannot trap them." The disciples watching on the ropeway were full of amazement.
"After all, he is the uncle of the Kang generation. Although he is less than two hundred years old, he is still much stronger than the Ming generation." Someone said.
"Yes, cultivation can be forcibly pushed up with elixirs, but without long years of accumulation, it is impossible to master the secrets of immortality and formations. The nine disciples have all understood at least An intermediate secret technique." Another person continued.
The disciples on the ropeway couldn't help but nod.
The fusion of five types of restrictions is far more powerful than four types of restrictions.
The nine disciples are all from the Kang generation and have been practicing for nearly two hundred years, while the Ming generation disciples have been practicing for nearly two hundred years.The oldest one is no more than a hundred years old, and the gap is really not small.
Of course, none of them are over two hundred years old, and they still have to attend the mid-month sermon.
In the mid-month sermon, those who are under the age of 200 must attend the meeting, unless they are not in the sect or there is an emergency that prevents them from coming. As for those who are over two hundred years old, most of those who are already in the sect have already If you join the Sixth Hall and the Third Division, or become the master of each peak, how can you listen to the sermons with the disciples of the younger generation?
So they almost never come.
As for the selection of the nine major disciples, they are only selected from the disciples under the age of 200. The nine major disciples in this round are all from the Kang generation.
"I heard that Senior Brother Fang Weishan Ming Gong has integrated two secret techniques with four restraints, and his cultivation has reached the third level. I wonder if there will be a chance in the selection of the nine major disciples in two years."
p>"There is little hope. Those who can break into the nine major disciples have at least combined two secret techniques with four restrictions. There are still several uncles in Kang's generation who are still under two hundred years old. I heard that they Having mastered a secret technique, most of the positions of the nine major disciples will be taken up."
"In ten years, there will be hope for the next disciple selection!"< /p>
The disciples on the ropeway whispered.