I, my cultivation of immortality started from a mortal

"Thank you, senior. I will do my best, junior."

"Get up on the ring!"

Patriarch Xuanyang didn't say anything more. He just liked Lin Yi's attitude, so he made an exception.

He led Lin Yi into the Soul-Sorrowing Sect, came to an open area, and followed Patriarch Xuanyang to speak.

Rumble!

There was a loud noise, and a huge arena slowly rose, erupting with heavy pressure.

This arena turned out to be a high-grade earth weapon, and there was no pressure on it to be challenged by a monk in the Dan Formation Stage.

Looking at the grand arena in front of him, Lin Yi didn't understand why he started the arena challenge. Isn't the first level a test of willpower?

However, Lin Yi would naturally not speak. If there was no test of willpower, it would be better for him.

Go directly to the second level and save yourself time.

By the time the arena fully emerged, a large number of soul-losing sect disciples had gathered around.

Many people cast envious glances at Lin Yi. Even if he was just a trainee disciple, he was still extremely impressive.

After all, he is an ancestor of Yuanying and a trainee disciple of ancestor Xuanyang.

At the same time he was envious, he also cast jealous eyes, and he could never let him succeed in his heart.

If you want to reach the sky in one step, don't even dream, unless you can rely on your own strength to pass the level. Strong people always convince people, and they will be convinced.

Forget about shitty luck.

He will never be allowed to pass the second level.

Ancestor Xuanyang said: "The first level, you should know, is a test of willpower."

"This arena is not just about challenging opponents, it also has many functions, one of which is a test of willpower."

"You go up. You don't have to worry. The power of the high-grade earth weapon will explode. During the test, it will be reduced to a mysterious weapon."

"Yes, senior!"

Lin Yi thought there was no test of willpower, but it seemed that he was overthinking it. Without hesitation, he looked firmly at the ring and stepped towards it.

"He is dead. Even if it is the first level, the test of willpower, there is no way he can pass it."

"In the past, more than 50% of the monks failed at the first level. And none of those people had very strong talents. Compared with them, this person is undoubtedly a huge joke."

"I hope he passes the test of willpower. Then I can capture him with my own hands, absorb his soul and turn it into ghost food. I can't waste it on the test of willpower."

A test of willpower, the result of failure is almost always the fate of death.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Yi, watching him step by step towards the ring.

In fact, they are also asking themselves whether they can be as determined as Lin Yi if they are the one challenging them.

Lin Yi came to the edge of the ring. The top-grade earth weapon was very strong, but how could it be possible to stop him?

Even if an accident occurs and he is accidentally exposed, there is no way that a high-grade earth weapon can stop him.

Go directly onto the stage and into the ring.

Ancestor Xuanyang used the magic formula, and the power of the arena gradually weakened, until it only had the power of a low-grade mysterious weapon.

Lin Yi, who stepped into the ring, did not feel a trace of power covering his body. Of course he knew that it must be the reason for the control of ancestor Xuanyang. After all, entering the ring did not just start the test.

"here we go!"

When the power of the arena dropped to the power of the mysterious weapon, everyone knew that the test of willpower was about to begin.

boom!

Sure enough, as soon as they finished speaking, the powerful power of the mysterious weapon was poured into Lin Yi, trying to crush him.

"Is this a test of willpower?"

Lin Yi secretly thought that he thought it was an illusion test, thus affecting his will.

Unexpectedly, they wanted to directly put pressure on the physical body and ask the examiner whether he could continue to persevere and whether his will would collapse when facing the danger of death.

What is the limit of the assessment?

After all, there are extreme requirements for feeding the physical body. It is impossible for ordinary monks in the alchemy stage to reach the end of lower-grade earth weapons. How can the physical body withstand it?

Lin Yi guessed that he should stop when he reaches the upper level of Xuan level. If he can bear it then, he can successfully pass the test.

"How long do you think he can last?"

"I think it's ten breaths at most."

"Then you think highly of him, and it's definitely not enough."

"With that senior brother making the plans, we can also join in and have fun together."

"I come......."

The disciples of the Lost Soul Sect are extremely enthusiastic about participating, and there are various options.

Place your bet as quickly as possible and wait for the results to arrive.

Lin Yi, who was in the ring, naturally did not pose any threat to him due to the low-grade mysterious weapon's pressure feeding his physical body.

Just five breaths passed, and the pressure of the low-grade mysterious weapon changed rapidly, rising sharply to the pressure of the middle-grade mysterious weapon.

"Hey!"

.........

Some disciples sighed and placed their bets for less than five breaths. As soon as the results came out, their resources were wasted.

Naturally, he was extremely resentful towards Lin Yi and wished he could be crushed in the ring immediately.

"The physical body is not bad!" After Xuanyang Patriarch saw that Lin Yi was under the pressure of the low-grade mysterious weapon without any threat, he stopped wasting time and directly upgraded to the mid-grade.

It can also be proved that Lin Yi's physical body is very strong. Although he is at the peak of Jindan's cultivation, it is extremely difficult to temper his physical body to that of a low-grade mysterious weapon.

Ancestor Xuanyang was certain that even a mid-grade mysterious weapon would not pose a threat to Lin Yi.

Now I am looking forward to whether he can withstand the pressure of high-grade mysterious weapons.

Another five breaths passed, sighs were heard again, and many people quit.

"It seems that he still has some strength. At least his physical body is stronger than most. He can withstand the pressure of a middle-grade mysterious weapon without falling for five breaths. Among previous challengers, he is pretty good."

"However, looking at the current situation, it seems difficult to reproduce it. His body is obviously shaking. Brothers and sisters who bet twenty interests, you have made a lot of money."

Those disciples who invested twenty breaths were indeed smiling.

There are still ten breaths left, and with Lin Yi's current condition, he definitely won't be able to hold on.

On the ring, Lin Yi's body was shaking, as if he couldn't bear it, and he was trying his best to control it.

Of course this was Lin Yi's intention. He didn't want to be too obvious and attract too much attention.

As long as you can pass the test.

time flies!

"He...he actually persisted for twenty breaths."

"Hmph, he will die faster this way. He will soon be promoted to a high-grade profound weapon. He will definitely not be able to avoid it."

"The physical body can withstand the pressure of high-grade profound weapons. How many monks can do it? Is it just him?"

Those monks who bet twenty breaths had extremely malicious intentions towards Lin Yi.

boom!

At this moment, the power of the arena changed again, rising to a high-grade mysterious weapon.

The powerful power came down, and Lin Yi's body shook violently and was about to fall down.

But he was struggling to hold on, trying his best to stabilize his body, and the torn wounds on his body were also appearing at this moment.