Chapter 81: The Trial of Concentration

All the cultivators had a thought at the same time.

This time it's a success.

Just looking at the first floor, there are more than tens of thousands of techniques!

If you take some of them out, it will be enough to offset the hard work of more than ten years.

A wave of greed rose from the cultivators' hearts.

Although these cultivators were very envious of the techniques on the bookshelf, they did not dare to act rashly due to Qin Tang's power before.

And Qin Tang did not seem to notice the abnormality of the cultivators in the field.

He looked at the rows of bookshelves, his eyes showed nostalgia, and he 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 techniques here. For the next period of time, you will stay here and copy these techniques. The limit is three months."

"After three months, I will evaluate you based on the quantity and quality of the techniques you copied."

The cultivators present were all ecstatic when they heard what Qin Tang said.

So many techniques, and they were allowed to copy them?

As long as they could memorize a few techniques, even if they didn't gain anything afterwards, this adventure would be worth it.

He didn't care about the reactions of the monks present.

Qin Tang pointed casually, and hundreds of tables and chairs rose in the attic.

There were pens, inkstones, and paper on the table.

"So, 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 couldn't hold back.

They rushed to the bookshelf, picked up the techniques, and took a look.

A moment later, a commotion broke out in the attic.

"What is this? How is it possible?"

"Golden Flame Fiery Art, a fire-attributed art. Can it be cultivated all the way to the Nascent Soul stage?"

"This one, this one, and this one, are all Nascent Soul art?"

"Haha, I'm rich, I'm completely rich this time!"

...

Looking at the crazy cultivators, Li Fan couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

He picked up a book of art at random, chose a table to sit down, and began to copy it.

He didn't delve into the content of the art at all, but just copied it patiently word by word.

Because he knew that these art were all illusory!

In the previous life, the cultivators who had explored countless times had already concluded the art that appeared in this level.

In the trial, no matter what method was used to record the art.

As long as you leave the Yunshui Heavenly Palace, all the records will disappear.

As if they never existed.

This exciting ten thousand volumes of art is simply a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, a tool to seduce the mind.

Although some of the cultivators present could vaguely guess the truth,

But...

With the Yuanying True Art in front of them, how many people can resist the temptation and not read it carefully?

There are even one or two people who are directly immersed in the mysterious and wonderful skills and have not copied it for a long time.

Even if they come back to their senses after being reminded by others.

They still write and stop when copying, and can't help but look back and read again.

There are too few people like Li Fan who write without thinking and just keep copying!

Paper and ink are inexhaustible. Soon Li Fan finished copying the book in his hand.

Put it back on the bookshelf and pick another one.

Li Fan's unreserved behavior attracted the attention of some people.

After thinking about it, they also gave up the idea of ​​trying to remember it before.

Just focus on copying.

And for those who are still immersed in the skills, they have no good intentions to remind them.

...

Time passed day by day.

After all, constantly copying is a boring and hard thing.

With the previous lessons, no one dared to use magic power to cheat.

Soon, some of them couldn't hold on any longer.

They couldn't help but stop to rest.

Some closed their eyes to recover for a moment, and then immediately resumed copying.

Others took a good rest before regrouping.

Li Fan, on the other hand, never rested for a moment.

There were two or three people as tireless as Li Fan.

They seemed to have excellent endurance and spirit due to their practice of the technique.

Even if they stayed up for a long time, they didn't look any different.

Li Fan was just holding on.

Because he knew that Qin Tang's evaluation of this level was not only related to the amount of techniques copied and the number of mistakes made.

There was also a very important criterion for judging, which was how long it took from the moment he picked up the pen to the moment he put it down.

As Qin Tang said before, the test of this level was concentration.

Since he had started copying the technique, no matter what the reason was, it was considered that his "concentration" was interrupted.

Li Fan was focused and immersed in copying the technique.

All the fatigue of body and mind was suppressed by Qiangxin.

I don't know how long it took.

"Oh, I really had a good sleep!" Qin Tang's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

He stretched, and the paper and pen in front of Li Fan disappeared.

"Time is up, let me see how you perform."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really getting worse every year." Qin Tang squinted his eyes, as if he was investigating something, and shook his head repeatedly.

"Hey, wait..."

"Interesting."

Seemingly discovering something, he glanced at Li Fan, with a smile emerging from the corner of his mouth.

However, Qin Tang didn't say anything and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"The first test is over now. Everyone has a day off tomorrow. The second test will begin the day after tomorrow."

He clapped his hands, and Li Fan felt something change before his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, I was back in the tall building where I slept.

Qin Tang's figure did not follow.

The monks finally relaxed.

They looked excited and communicated with each other.

"This is such a great opportunity. I copied and memorized it and memorized a total of fifteen books of exercises. Most of them were golden elixir exercises, and there were also a few Nascent Soul exercises."

"I also memorized quite a few."

"What's the use of remembering so much? Let's wait until we get out alive."

"That's not what I said. With my ability, if nothing goes wrong, I will stop at building the foundation in this life. Now I am lucky enough to have a glimpse of the mystery of the method of conceiving a baby. Even if I die tomorrow, I will have no regrets! "

"What fellow Taoist said deeply touched my heart."

"It's hard to persuade a damned person with good words, huh!"

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In addition to the quarrels, some monks also had the idea of ​​​​relics of those who had died before.

It's a pity that after they checked it out, they all looked disappointed.

Li Fan even heard a person not far away sneer: "Don't think about it, I saw it that night. After being killed by Qin Tang, all the storage rings and magic weapons on his body were gone. Nothing left."

Li Fan listened and shook his head. He was about to go back and have a good rest, but he inadvertently saw a corpse and was stunned.