The small square in front of the Yinlingmen Trial Tower is where many disciples from the sect gather when they rest.
Paying attention to the changes in the standings and playing a speed game with friends are both good choices.
At this time, the disciples closest to the trial tower received a small task.
"Master Wang Feng's disciple's journey of swordsmanship."
At this moment, a young man stepped off the spirit boat and looked around curiously.
"If you defeat one hundred points, it's like teaching a lesson to your junior brother."
At this time, all the disciples present walked towards the trial tower and began to wait for themselves to be selected in the unlimited illusion challenge.
Jian Wuji also followed the flow of people into the trial tower.
"Where is the unlimited fantasy world challenge?" Jian Wuji said to a puppet.
At the Yinling Gate, if someone didn't understand, he would ask the puppet. This is what the master taught him.
"On the third floor, just find a room with no one around and go in." The puppet mechanical voice replied.
"Thanks."
Jian Wuji followed the stairs to the third floor, found a room with an unoccupied sign on the door and walked in.
"Please come to the center of the illusion array for data scanning." An electronic voice sounded.
There was a bunch of cattails in the middle of the illusion formation, and Jian Wuji slowly sat down cross-legged.
A ray of spiritual light shrouded Jian Wuji, taking him directly to a place with beautiful mountains. Behind him was his childhood thatched house, and in the distance there were nine spiritual swords hanging in the sky.
All this made Jian Wuji feel so beautiful.
"Data scanning will take an hour. Disciple, please take a short rest here."
Jian Wuji nodded to express his understanding. Looking at the thatched hut behind him, he suddenly missed his mother who lived alone in Tianjian Fairy City.
Not in a hurry, Jian Wuji sat in front of his childhood thatched house, admiring the scenery between the mountains in the distance.
At this time, Xu Fan, who was in the underground space, received a report about Jian Wuji from Putao.
"Just scan it normally. The nine-way weapon spirit sword sealed in his body does not need to be scanned into the illusion, and he has no use for it."
At this time, Xu Fan was thinking about the use of the remaining earth core gold. On a light screen, there was a huge cannon with a large caliber standing upright.
"clear."
An hour later, Jian Wuji finally started to match his opponent.
"Can you match me with opponents who are in the top 50 in the standings?" said Jian Wuji, who knew the basic mode of the Unlimited Fantasy Challenge.
"It is recommended that you start with more than 1,000 disciples." Words came out from the illusion space that made Jian Wuji uncomfortable.
Jian Wuji wanted to retort, but he didn't know how to say it. He was not the kind of monk who liked to talk dirty.
"Then let's challenge the top 1,000 first." Jian Wuji said with confidence. He felt that it wouldn't take long for him to reach the master's goal. When the time comes, he would be among the top ten or first. He must The master was shocked.
"The random scene change begins."
"Start matching opponents of the same level."
"Matching~~"
"Ranked 1083 on the points and combat power list, Zhao Yuan, majoring in the art of double swords."
The scene in front of Jian Wuji began to change.
In a moment, Jian Wuji was already on a desert, with wind and sand filling the sky in the distance and howling wind.
Not far away, there was also a disciple wearing a Taoist robe from the Yinling Sect standing not far away.
At this time, a time card appeared above the two of them and was counting down. Jian Wuji knew that after the number on it reached zero, he could start fighting.
"You're lucky, you must be the new junior brother." Zhao Yuan said with a kind face.
"Hello senior brother, I am Master Wang's disciple, Jian Wuji. Please take care of me when we meet for the first time." Jian Wuji said with a smile. Zhao Yun's performance made him feel the warmth of a large group for the first time.
At this time, the time board above the two people had counted down half of the time.
"Haha, junior brother, you're welcome. My name is Zhao Yuan. If you have anything you don't understand in the sect, you can always ask me." Zhao Yuan looked like a senior brother covering his junior brother.
"Thank you, senior brother. Please don't hold back during the battle." Jian Wuji said confidently. I thought about being gentle when taking action, so that this kind senior brother would not lose so ugly.
"The discussion between our sect brothers has always been mainly about literary fighting, but this time for the sake of my junior brother, I won't hold back." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.
"good."
Just as Jianwu's extremely good voice fell, the time board in the sky returned to zero.
Just as Jian Wuji was about to launch his flying sword, he saw a spiritual sword coming out at the speed of light from the opposite side, turning into a stream of light, like a bullet exceeding the speed of light, and shooting towards Jian Wuji's eyebrows.
Looking at the flying sword speeding toward him, Jian Wuji's eyes flashed with contempt, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
But that's it, it means the flying sword is faster.
Just when Jian Wuji was about to fight back, a transparent spiritual sword suddenly appeared behind him and passed directly through Jian Wuji's head.
"The battle is over, Zhao Yuan wins."
"This little junior brother, why..., didn't Peak Master Wang teach him?" Zhao Yuan said a little surprised.
You were defeated before I even used my ultimate move?
Jian Wuji returned to the thatched house just now, looking around with some confusion.
"Why are you back? Is there something wrong with the illusion?" Jian Wuji said. He just felt numbness in his scalp, like needles, and then he came back.
At this time, a light curtain appeared in front of Jian Wuji's eyes, and what was playing on it was the scene where he was penetrated by the transparent spiritual sword just now.
"I lost!" Jian Wuji became silent and began to watch the duel between him and Zhao Yuan over and over again.
It turned out that as soon as the battle began, Zhao Yuan used Jian Wuji's unexpected speed to launch two spiritual swords, one bright and one dark, complementing each other.
"It took less than half a cup of tea, including talking time, and I actually lost." Jian Wuji said silently.
Looking at the phantoms of the nine Taoist spirit swords on the mountains in the distance, Jian Wuji raised his head and said to the sky, "Can I compete with that senior brother Zhao Yuan again?"
"The request has been sent, waiting for the other party's approval." A voice appeared in the sky.
"The other party agrees to your request."
At this time, the scene in front of Jian Wuji changed again, this time it turned into the Jianfeng Mountains, peaks like sword blades, with no place to stay.
The two of them faced each other several mountain peaks apart, both standing at the tip of the mountain's sword.
"Senior Brother Zhao, you were careless just now. Let's have another fight." Jian Wuji's tone was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, it's okay. Junior brother just came to Yinlingmen, so he may not adapt to the fighting style here. It will be fine in the future." Zhao Yuan said with a smile, like the big brother next door.
At this time, a countdown board appeared above the two of them.
This time Jian Wuji didn't talk nonsense. The countdown was over. In an instant, Yu Jian rushed towards Zhao Yuan, wanting to fight him in close combat.
"Want to fight me in close combat??"
Two spiritual swords, one bright and one dark, appeared in Zhao Yuan's hands, and the light body technique, wind control technique, and air-stepping technique were performed at the same time.
