Chapter 1161 Deep in the Sea

In the next few days, monks passed through the mountain, almost all of them were from Dingkong Temple.

There were fewer and fewer practitioners in front of the mountain.

After seven days, there was only a group of practitioners in the early Douxiao realm, as well as practitioners from the Earth Temple and casual practitioners.

"It's almost time!"

Gu Xiuyun opened his eyes.

Junior Brother Yinqiu had left four days ago. No matter what, he was a True Man in the Xuan Realm, much stronger than the early Douxiao realm.

Three days was enough to break the divine formation.

Huh!

The True Xuan spiritual power surged, and the spiritual power turned into silk threads, condensed into the shape of a ban, and finally formed two superimposed Dao rhymes.

"Break!"

The ban blasted towards the mountain.

In an instant, the rocks collapsed, and the monks around looked up, only to see a palm print clearly appearing on the mountain, half a foot deep, shocking the mind.

"Is this... someone comprehending the secret method?"

A practitioner couldn't help but exclaimed.

Everyone also looked around in surprise.

It is incredible that he could comprehend the secret arts in just seven days. This is not an ordinary Taoist secret art, but a Taoist art of stacking arrays. The restriction contains two kinds of Taoist rhymes, which are combined in a special way. Even if one is extremely talented, it will take three or four months.

"In just seven days, he has comprehended the secret art. This young man is not simple!"

In the void, several True Realm guards lowered their heads and looked at Gu Xiuyun.

"Looking at his clothes, he should be a disciple of Dingkong Temple. He didn't choose the array route, but comprehended the secret art book. It can be seen that he is quite confident in his talent."

"Dingkong Temple is lucky."

As he said, everyone looked at one of the eighth-grade, that is the great power of Dingkong Temple.

"This junior... I don't think I've seen him before," the great master of Dingkong Temple frowned slightly, "I've watched many temple fights in the past thousand years, but I've never seen this person."

"Oh? Isn't he a disciple of Dingkong Temple?"

"Impossible, if he was a casual cultivator, how dare he wear the monk's robe of Dingkong Temple?"

Everyone was a little confused.

...

While talking, Gu Xiuyun had already passed through the mountain and fled towards the depths of the sea.

The great master of Dingkong Temple hurriedly followed.

If it was an ordinary disciple, he would naturally not care.

But a genius disciple who only took seven days to comprehend the secret book, the great master of the true realm must also pay attention to it. Such a genius is likely to be selected as an Arhat.

Whoosh!

There are hundreds of thousands of miles between the two seas, but for some reason, there is an invisible force in the void that makes the speed of the cultivators soar a hundred times. In just a moment, Gu Xiuyun has reached the end of the sea.

There is another mountain in front of him.

The mountain is wide and long, and countless practitioners are walking in it, all with a solemn look, as if they have encountered a lot of trouble.

In front of the mountain,

a stone tablet stands in the sea, with dense words engraved on it.

‘Wuwang Mountain, if you want to pass this mountain, you must have a strong will. In the mountain, the seven emotions are swords and the six desires are knives...’

“It turns out to be a mountain that tests the mind and will,” Gu Xiuyun’s eyes are as calm as water, “It should be possible to pass this mountain in half a day.”

As he said, he stepped forward.

The mind and will are very difficult for others, but Dingyin recruited people with strong wills in those days, so this test is almost not difficult for them.

Step! Step! Step!

Gu Xiuyun’s footsteps are neither hurried nor slow, and he walks towards the depths of the mountain.

"Such a fast speed, and so steady, it shows that the mind and will are extremely strong," the True Realm Great Power in the air became more and more confused, "Whose disciple is this boy, why have I never seen him before?"

"He has a great talent and understanding, and a strong mind and will. This boy has the potential to become an arhat. I have to keep a close eye on him to prevent any accidents."

The True Realm Great Power followed closely behind.

...

Half a day later, Gu Xiuyun walked out of the mountain smoothly.

He looked back and saw that there were many disciples of Dingkong Temple in the mountain, but he could not find the figures of Yinqiu, Yinze and others.

The disciples of Dingyin Great Power are all people with strong minds and wills. The second test is indeed not difficult for them.

"Compared with the first two tests, the third mountain is much more difficult. I guess they are still there."

Gu Xiuyun's body was lit up with escape light, and he ran away quickly.

...

In front of the third mountain.

One by one, the practitioners looked bitter, including Yinqiu, Yinze, and even several Shangmiao Zhenren were stopped here.

"The puppet in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm is much stronger than me. How could it possibly get through?" The monk Yinqiu kept shaking his head.

"What the hell, why is the puppet beast fighting with me comparable to the top Shangmiao? Isn't it just that I have practiced for a longer time?" A Shangmiao Zhenren was indignant.

Only after passing the third level of the sea can you participate in the sect competition. This is the rule of the Buddha Day.

And to pass the test, you must defeat the puppet in front of the mountain.

Each puppet has different strengths. The strongest is comparable to the early stage of the True Realm, and the weakest is only the early stage of the Douxiao Realm. According to the different years of practice, the puppet beasts encountered are also different.

For example, the monk Yinqiu encountered a puppet in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm.

The Shangmiao Zhenren, who has practiced for more than 7,000 years, encountered a top Shangmiao puppet.

If someone has practiced for more than 10,000 years, he may even encounter an early stage of the True Realm.

"Junior Brother Yinqiu looks so unhappy, are you feeling sorry for those Mysterious Spirit Crystals?" Monk Yinze walked up to him with a sneer, "I saw with my own eyes that those contract talisman papers fell into your hands, but unfortunately, they have all turned into waste paper."

"Why are you so proud? Only half of the time has passed. It is still unknown who will win or lose." The monk Yinqiu retorted.

"Don't fool yourself.

How is it possible to comprehend the secret book in half a month?"

"If Yinshan really has this ability, he would have made a name for himself in the sect long ago. Why would he wait until today?"

The monk Yinze showed disdain, "Brother, please continue to stay here. I have defeated the puppet beast and am ready to go to the next sea area. Remember to shout for me during the sect competition."

"No need to shout. Brother Yinqiu has to help me shout. I am afraid I can't take care of you." A voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Huh?"

The monk Yinze hurriedly looked back.

The disciples and followers around him also looked up.

I saw a figure rushing over, with a surge of light around him, blocking his face, but the outline of his facial features could still be seen.

"Brother Yinshan?!"

The moment he saw the person coming, the monk Yinqiu's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his excitement and excitement were hard to suppress.

"How is it possible? How could he pass the first test? Could it be..."

The monk Yinze's eyes were dull.

The monks around him were also shocked.

They remembered clearly that Yinshan chose the secret book. It had only been seven and a half days, but he had actually reached the third major mountain. Could it be that he had completely understood the secret book in less than seven days?

Swoosh!

Gu Xiuyun came to Yinqiu's side with a smile on his face, "The secret book is quite exquisite. It took me a lot of time, and I worried you."

"I knew that you would definitely pass the test. Hundreds of Xuanling crystals, which is nearly 500,000 origin coins. How could you give it up so easily?"

The monk Yinqiu said excitedly.

In Dingkong Temple, the person Gu Xiuyun was most familiar with was Yinqiu.

Before Douxiao Realm, the two often traveled together. Yinqiu knew very well that his brother was an extremely stable person. How could such a person lose his mind and make a contract at random because of a few words?

To the monks around, they only lost one Xuanling crystal, but to Gu Xiuyun, it was hundreds of Xuanling crystals, which had completely different meanings.

People can give up some money for face, but they will not go bankrupt for a few words... unless they are crazy.

"No wonder you want to sign a contract with us, Yinshan... I underestimated you." Monk Yinze's face was pale.

He didn't take a Xuanling crystal seriously.

What really made him angry was the previous arrogant words. When he thought of his previous provocations, Yinze regretted it.

A monk a hundred feet away breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, Brother Yinshan did not agree to my request to raise the bet to ten Xuanling crystals and thirty thousand origin coins. I can't pay it back even if I go bankrupt."

Not only him, but the other monks also exhaled a breath of turbid air.

He was not the only one who had this idea. Fortunately, Gu Xiuyun did not agree. Thinking of this, everyone not only did not feel resentful, but also felt a little grateful.

There is a huge difference between one Xuanling Crystal and ten Xuanling Crystals.