Because of the appearance of this spiritual pressure, everyone became quiet, and they all turned their attention to the man. Seeing this, the man became quiet, nodded with satisfaction, and said loudly: "Now we have to start preparing for the trial. ”
After he said these words, he looked at the people standing beside him, and they nodded in agreement with him.
After getting the reply from his companion, he slapped the storage bag and a brilliant five-color aura appeared in his palm. He looked at the aura appearing in his hand.
He raised his hand slightly, and the spiritual light in his palm flew out, landing and hovering above the heads of the monks in the Qi Refining Stage.
And those monks in the Qi Refining Period, after seeing the aura flying above their heads, looked up one by one, curiously looking at the things above their heads.
When the tall and burly man saw this, he did not look at those people but looked at his companions and said calmly: "Let's get started!"
Then he pinched the magic formula and muttered words in his mouth. When his companions who came here saw him like this, they also started to pinch the magic formula together with him and muttered the incantation.
After a moment, they simultaneously shot out a spiritual light, which was absorbed into the five-color spiritual light suspended above the monks in the Qi Refining Stage.
The thing wrapped in the five-color spiritual light suddenly glowed brightly after being injected with the spiritual light. The people below couldn't help but marvel when they saw such a spiritual light.
However, the light only appeared briefly, and soon disappeared. Instead, what appeared in front of them was a large ink painting of mountains and rivers.
"I didn't expect that there was a landscape painting inside such a beautiful aura. Is it possible that this trial is for us to paint?" Shen Luo looked at the picture with whimsical thoughts.
While he was looking at the picture intently, he heard an exclamation in his ears: "Oh my God! Could this picture be a magic weapon?"
"What? Did you say this is a magic weapon?" Another person looked surprised when he heard someone say it was a magic weapon. Then he opened his eyes and looked at it.
Shen Luo on the side was stunned after hearing what those people said, and couldn't help but sigh: "So this is the so-called magic weapon!"
Magical weapons can only be used by cultivators at the Golden Core stage, and only those at the Golden Core stage can refine magic weapons.
You must know that the power of the magic weapon is extraordinary and can instantly kill the magic weapon used by the monks in the foundation building stage. The same spiritual weapon used by the monks in the foundation building stage can also kill the magic weapon used by the monks in the refining stage.
Just when everyone was immersed in this magic weapon, a clear voice echoed in Shen Luo's ears, as if someone was standing in front of him and speaking.
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw the man who had just sacrificed the magic weapon come to the crowd and said with a serious face: "The trial of our sect is about to begin. All you need to do is activate the token in your hands." It can be teleported into that formation diagram."
"As for what kind of tests there will be in the picture, we don't know. In short, as long as you complete the tests inside, you can join us after you come out."
"Those who have not completed the test will be automatically teleported out by the formation inside. Those who have completed this trial are asked to wait patiently inside for the end of the trial. This trial is limited to one day."
"Now I announce that the trial has officially begun!" After the man finished saying this, he stopped talking and looked at everyone coldly.
After hearing these words, everyone looked at each other and stood there unmoved, while everyone was in silence.
I don't know who activated the token and teleported in. Seeing someone taking the lead to go in, the people below were eager to try. One after another, they activated the tokens in their hands and teleported in.
Shen Luo saw that everyone around him had activated the tokens and been teleported in. He followed closely and injected his own spiritual power into the tokens.
After the sign in his hand was injected with his spiritual power, a spiritual light immediately enveloped him, and then turned into a purple light ball and flew towards the mountain and river map.
The moment Shen Luo turned into a purple light ball and flew into the picture, he suddenly felt dizzy, and then he lost consciousness and passed out.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his head. The emergence of this feeling forced him to wake up from his coma.
After he slowly opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on his side in a room. Shen Luo, who was lying on his side on the ground, looked at the room in front of him.
Suddenly there was an extremely familiar feeling, as if he had been to this place before. He stood up from the ground and looked around.
I found that there were rows of bookshelves on the walls around the room. There were many densely packed books on the bookshelves, and behind the table next to the bookshelf, there was an imperial chair.
Shen Luo looked at the Grand Master's chair in a daze. Suddenly he was agitated and exclaimed: "This is Mr. Zhao's room in Wuhui Valley. How could I appear here!"
Just when he was in a state of confusion, there was a "squeak" in the room, and the door to the bedroom was opened.
An old man who was over sixty years old and dressed as a pharmacist came forward. He was holding a sack in his hand. After the old man carrying the sack walked out of the bedroom, he saw that the man outside had regained consciousness. He was a little surprised and said: "Boy, I didn't expect that. You were hit by my Ecstasy and you woke up so quickly. You are worthy of being a person who has practiced that mysterious formula."
Shen Luo, who was stunned on the spot, was startled when he heard Mr. Zhao's familiar voice. He turned his head away and saw an old man walking slowly towards here.
He looked at the old man walking over and said with a shocked expression: "Mr. Zhao, aren't you dead? Why are you alive again?"
When Mr. Zhao, who was not far away from him, heard Shen Luo say that he was dead, he was not angry but put down the sack in his hand, lay on the Taishi chair and stared at him with squinted eyes, and joked: "Haha, I will die or not." I don’t know, but I’m afraid you will die soon.”
"What? This is impossible. I clearly remember you being killed by me!"
Shen Luo's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face. He remembered clearly in his memory that Mr. Zhao lost when he competed with him for his body.
Then his entire soul was swallowed up. How could a person who had no soul exist again be resurrected?
In addition to this, there is also the question of why he, who was supposed to attend the Immortal Ascension Conference in Immortal City, appeared on the day when Mr. Zhao snatched him away.
"Did we turn back time?" He muttered in his mind.
However, this idea was quickly rejected by him. What a supreme magical power it is to go back in time. This is no longer just a magical power, but a law-like existence.
"Is it something like a formation?" Shen Luo suddenly remembered the words of the tall and burly man before.
