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The famous teacher in black looked dignified, and continued: "Yuan Haiqing is a talent of the sage Yuan family! Among the sage clans, the Yuan family is slightly weaker than Zhang, Jiang, and Luo, and cannot rank among the top three, but I heard that they It is not impossible to find a successor with a heavenly bloodline, and to hit the top three again in the future!"

"Heavenly blood?" Zhao Xingmo was shocked.

Heaven-level bloodlines are considered to be the pinnacle bloodlines among saint clans, and those who can possess this kind of bloodline, as long as they don't fall, will all become famous existences in the mainland.

It's as if the current Patriarch of the Zhang family and the Patriarch of the Luo family... have all reached this level.

"That's right! The great prosperity of the Yuan family is inevitable. These days, many big forces and big families have thrown away olive branches and intend to make friends with each other." The black-clothed master teacher nodded.

"These guys are all so strong...then what is Bai Qingxuan's background?"

Digesting the news he just heard, Zhao Xingmo continued to ask.

Each of the first four has great background and extraordinary status. It should not be easy for the fifth to keep pace with them!

"Bai Qingxuan is from Raging Flame Palace!" said the famous teacher in black.

"Raging Flame Palace? That super power that is as famous as Icefield Palace?"

Although the Icefield Palace has a Yin-Yang Pond, and there are practitioners who practice Yang Jue and Yin Jue, the most important thing is Yin Jue. From the palace master to the elders, almost all women practice ice-cold attributes.

The Raging Flame Palace happened to be the opposite, almost all of them were men, and all of them practiced yang attribute techniques such as the Raging Flame Jue.

It is said that the two holy lands were founded by the same patriarch, but later they split into two major factions because of the diametrically opposed cultivation formulas.

More than ten years ago, the two major forces wanted to marry to change the split situation. They thought that a good thing was coming, but unexpectedly, the owner of the Icefield Palace ran away from the marriage and disappeared.

In the end, the two major forces fell into a stalemate again and broke up unhappy.

"Yes!" The master teacher in black nodded: "Raging Flame Palace is not well-known, and rarely builds branches, but the overall strength should not be underestimated, otherwise, Icefield Palace would not have married with it back then!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Xingmo nodded.

The so-called marriage must be of the same family, and the two forces are too far apart, so it is definitely impossible to come together.

Not to mention other things, it is difficult to combine with different cultivation bases and values.

hum!

While the two were talking, the stele in front of them shook again, as if another name appeared.

"The first five hundred have already appeared..."

I don't know who shouted.

Zhao Xingmo hurriedly looked over, and sure enough, he saw that the stele was full of names from top to bottom.

The height of the stele is just enough to accommodate 500 people, so only 500 people are admitted to the Holy Child Hall, without any preference.

"Let's see if there is any genius who can be attracted by himself..."

The master teacher in black smiled.

Zhao Xingmo nodded, looked down from above, and soon frowned.

So many names, I don't know any of them.

"According to the normal situation, Zhang Xuan's ability should be able to enter the top five hundred, why... not?"

Zhao Xingmo was full of worry: "Could it be... none of the people I picked up could pass the examination?"

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Violent shaking in front of his eyes, Zhang Xuan knew that the teleportation array, involving space, would be of great help to comprehend the Yankong Tianshu. As soon as he entered it, the Eye of Understanding immediately turned, wanting to see the specific operation method.

The colorful rays of light around it are constantly flashing, as if flying in the air, and textures appear densely before the eyes, like a beautiful pattern.

"It's somewhat similar to Feng Shengjie's pattern..."

A move in my heart.

The teleportation formation illuminated by the eyes of understanding is actually somewhat similar to the pattern of Feng Shengjie, like lines from one to nine, closely fused together to form the length, width, and height, forming a space.

call!

With a stagger, the light in front of his eyes disappeared. Looking around, he found that he had appeared in a small valley.

Surrounded by dense forests, the stream flows down and hits the rocks like musical instruments.

Looked around.

There are emerald green vegetation on both sides, which is somewhat similar to the Jianchi Island that we entered before, except that it looks like a canyon here.

"Look for the holy beast first, the more you defeat, the higher your points!"

Knowing that time waits for no one, without much hesitation, Zhang Xuan flew up the canyon.

I don't know much about other rules, but defeating the holy beast will definitely score points. If so, let's rely on our strength to beat a few more heads.

When the Hongyuan Famed Teacher Academy was assessed, he experienced a similar situation, tamed hundreds of spirit beasts, and his scores far surpassed others.

Taming beasts, dealing with holy beasts...even if they are stronger than him, they are definitely not as good in real comparison. They are definitely a great weapon for scoring points.

Flying fast, all kinds of plants are passing by.

As expected of a place with plenty of aura, there are many kinds of plants, even for him, there are so many that he can't name them.

On the way here, except for cultivation, I have been reading books in the sea of ​​consciousness. I have read almost all the books I collected before.

Speaking of profound knowledge, maybe even a nine-star master teacher can't compare to it. This kind of knowledge... There are plants that cannot be named, which shows the prosperity of the species.

"Huh? No..."

Looking carefully at the various vegetation, Zhang Xuan frowned after flying for a while.

According to the range covered by his divine sense, after flying for so long, even if he didn't meet powerful holy beasts, he would definitely meet ordinary life. Now he didn't find anything except vegetation, which is a bit strange.

"Could it have been directly teleported into some kind of formation?"

Stopping the flight, layers of halos shone in the eyes, and looked around.

The eye of reason has the function of destroying falsehood, and after a while, it really made him see that something was wrong.

"It's a phantom array..."

Shaking his head, he moved his body, came to a place, and stomped his feet lightly.

hum!

Countless vegetation collapsed in the blink of an eye, and there is still gurgling water in front of me, but it is not the same as before. It is no longer a valley, but a small thatched cottage, standing in the green mountains and green waters, quiet and safe, and has not yet come to the front , let people relax naturally.

Knowing that he was still in the assessment of breaking through the mountain gate, Zhang Xuan did not dare to take it lightly, and moved forward slowly.

Zila, Zila!

Before coming to the front, there was a sound of rubbing. Looking around the corner of the wooden house, I saw an old man squatting by the stream not far away, grinding things non-stop.

It's an iron rod.

At this time, the iron rod has begun to become thinner under continuous grinding, and the tip is like a thin needle.

"Is the iron pestle ground into a needle?"

Dazed for a moment, Zhang Xuan was full of doubts.

Sacred beasts attacking, people besieging, being trapped by formations... It's not uncommon to see someone sharpening an iron rod, so that Monk Zhanger can't figure it out.

"Know what I'm doing?"

Just as he was wondering, a faint voice sounded. The old man grinding the iron rod seemed to have seen him, and he kept moving, with a questioning tone in his tone.

"You're grinding a needle!" Zhang Xuan said.

"Huh?" The old man was taken aback, then turned his head: "You know I'm grinding needles?"

Such a thick iron rod, when outsiders see it, they will only think that it is polishing some kind of weapon, but this one can see at a glance that it is grinding a needle, which makes him a little surprised.

"That's right, you are grinding the needle with the iron rod. You want to tell me that as long as you are determined and put in the effort, you can do even the most difficult things... As the saying goes, as long as you work hard, you can grind the iron rod into a needle!"

Zhang Xuan said.

"This……"

The old man blinked.

His talent was not very good before he was alive, and he always felt that he could not catch up with others. Later, when he went out one day, he saw the teacher grinding the iron pestle and told him to grind it into embroidery needles. He also said the words before, which greatly benefited him , Since then all the way forward, to the present point.

The purpose of doing the same thing is to let the future generations be inspired and encouraged. Why... this guy in front of him has stated his purpose in one go, so that he has so many words that he can't even speak out?

"Grinding the needle with an iron pestle..." swallowed, the old man was about to speak when he saw the young man in front of him, shook his head, and sighed: "Although the intention is good, but, in my opinion, it's useless work!"

"Why?" Frowning, the old man couldn't help looking over.

He was so inspired at the beginning, how could it be useless?

"It's very simple. If you read correctly, you are not a real person, but a soul imprint. The thing you grind is a piece of star spirit iron. This thing is extremely hard and more precious than a golden crystal profound stone. The thing you grind is a piece of Ordinary bluestone...the difference in grade between the two is like using cotton to polish an iron rod, do you think it can be successful?"

Zhang Xuan said.

The eye of understanding is working, and he has already seen that the old man in front of him is not a real person, but a soul imprint.

The iron in his hand is a very rare star spirit iron, so hard that even an eight-star refiner would find it difficult to melt it, grinding it with ordinary stones... is just a joke.

"Even if the hard work pays off, if you stick to it, you will gain something... But, as a soul imprint, how long can you maintain it yourself? I remember well, the soul imprint can't stay in the outside world for long!"

Zhang Xuan continued.

He has seen the soul imprint many times, and it has not been activated. It can last longer in deep sleep, and once it wakes up, it basically won't survive for long.

For example, the ancient sage Qiuwu, the sword old man whom he had seen before... the imprint left by such a powerful man in his lifetime, did not exist for long before dissipating.

"This..." Seeing that his analysis was well-founded, the old man shook his head helplessly, put down the iron pestle in his hand, and praised in his eyes: "You are very smart and have good eyesight, so you can see it so quickly..."

The reason for grinding the iron rod here is not only to inspire future generations, but also a kind of assessment.

The other party can see the purpose at a glance, and he can see that he is a soul imprint, which shows that he has good eyesight and is also very smart.

"It's very simple to see these!" Zhang Xuan shook his head.

Even if he was not a learned person in his previous life, he had heard the story of grinding an iron pestle into an embroidery needle. The other party used this to educate others. It might be very inspiring and shocking to others. To him, it was already familiar to him. , without the slightest disturbance.

"Actually, if you really want to grind this star spirit iron into fine needles, there is no way. This ordinary bluestone will definitely not work. You need black gold stones, combined with hanging wood juice!"

With a slight smile, Zhang Xuan said.

"Oh? You said that the Xuanjin stone combined with the hanging wood juice can grind the protoss iron into fine needles?"

Dazed for a moment, what the old man wanted to say fell silent, and he couldn't believe it.

"Not bad!"

Zhang Xuan smiled softly: "It's very simple, the hanging wood juice has a corrosive effect, combined with the black gold stone, and then mixed with several medicinal materials, it can easily corrode the hard part of the star spirit iron, as long as you calculate the quality of the iron rod in your hand With enough liquid medicine, it can be corroded to the size of an embroidery needle in a few minutes without grinding at all!"

"How many minutes?"

"It just so happens that I have these few herbs here, I can try them for you!"

With a flick of his wrist, he took out a bunch of herbs, and Zhang Xuan moved his fingers like the wind.

Take away the storage ring of Ji Lingfeng, the owner of the black market workshop. There are more medicines and treasures in it than he collected before. Although these medicines are precious, they can still be gathered together.

Soon, many medicinal liquids were fused together to form a special juice.

He took out a black gold stone, spread the juice evenly on it, reached out and took the iron rod, and put it in.

Zizizizi!

A burst of pure white mist rises, and the protoss iron shrinks rapidly, just as Zhang Xuan said, within a few minutes, it becomes a thin embroidery needle.

The branches and leaves and the black metal stones were also consumed at this time, exactly, as if they had been accurately calculated.

With a flick of the finger, the thin needle flew to the palm of the hand, and Zhang Xuan handed it to the old man on the opposite side: "It's done for you, and you don't need to continue grinding here in the future. It's very hard... It's not easy, and it hasn't worked yet..."

"..."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched wildly.

He just wanted to test the other party, but... the bastard in front of him really ground his iron pestle into embroidery needles... Do you want to be so foolish?

The most important thing is that he also talked about him, as if the elders were encouraging the descendants...

Do you know who I am?Just talk like this?