Today, a very strange young man came outside Guanjiang City.
The young man was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with a faint red bead between his eyebrows. He looked so handsome that it was even hard to tell whether he was a boy or a girl.
There seemed to be a faint golden swastika symbol in a pair of clear and deep eyes.
When those creatures who failed to pass the teaching test passed by this young man, they would subconsciously turn their heads and look at him.
The temperament of this young man is so special that you can vaguely hear the sound of Buddhas chanting sutras in your ears when you walk by him.
"Is this the stronghold where the strongest disciple of Chanjiao is currently located?"
Fanchen, who had arrived in China after a long journey, looked up at the ancient city standing on the bank of the Guanjiang River in front of him. There was no emotion or joy on his handsome face.
Zen thoughts began to come out of his body, Fanchen took steps and began to walk step by step towards the city, just like before, he walked step by step from Lingshan to Shenzhou!
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"Everyone, I'm going to test your luck next."
"The luck test is very simple. I will set up a formation on the martial arts stage. You only need to catch at least one floating magic weapon or elixir in the formation within the specified time to pass the luck test!"
In front of the South Building, Jiang Zangfeng looked at the remaining ten people and said calmly.
While he was talking, the other inner disciples of the Chan Sect had already come to the stage to set up their formations.
Stones exuding strong spiritual energy were thrown down one after another, along with dozens of spiritual treasures and elixirs.
In fact, the method of testing fortune is very simple. As long as the exotic treasure in the world reaches a certain level, it will produce a certain degree of spiritual intelligence.
And this trace of spiritual wisdom will allow these rare treasures to know how to avoid danger and avoid danger. Unless they are blessed with deep luck, they will generally not be able to catch them.
The formation was quickly set up, and the inner disciples of the Chan Sect also retreated.
Jiang Zangfeng waved his hand again, and saw about ten magic weapons and five or six elixirs floating out of his sleeves and falling into the formation.
On the martial arts stage, the ten remaining creatures looked at the magic weapons and elixirs floating above their heads with eager expressions.
"Remember, you only have one stick of incense."
Jiang Zangfeng spoke again, and upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the formation suddenly tightened.
The time of burning an incense stick is neither long nor short. No one dared to delay, and various auras began to burst out on the stage.
There was mist on the soles of a creature's feet, and its body turned into a bolt of lightning and headed towards those magic weapons.
There is a creature holding a chemical exploration bag, and a giant spiritual hand is waving to stir up a strong wind.
There are also creatures with bright eyes, constantly calculating the movement traces of the magic weapons, trying to find opportunities.
The average cultivation level of people in this world is almost all above Xuanxian, with one exception.
Baili, who is in the True Immortal Realm, can be said to be the most inconspicuous among this group of creatures. At this time, those around him are showing off their skills to seize the magic weapon, but he is still standing there, not knowing what he is thinking.
From the air, Jiang Zangfeng overlooked the entire performance stage and soon spotted Baili, who was standing motionless.
"Isn't he planning to take action?" Looking at this scene, a trace of doubt flashed in Jiang Zangfeng's eyes.
Root bones and blessings are actually inseparable at certain times.
Good root bones indicate that you have good fortune.
If your fortune is good, your foundation will definitely be good.
In Jiang Zangfeng's opinion, there are few people in the entire Chan Sect who can match Baili's strength.
With such a talent, his fortune must not be too bad.
The formations that the disciples of the Chan School had previously set up on the performance stage were called the Spirit Gathering Formations.
When gathering spirits, what is gathered is not the aura of heaven and earth, but the souls.
The treasures of heaven and earth in this formation will be more spiritual than usual.
If you want to catch them, your own good fortune must be good.
Otherwise, it will just be fishing for the moon in the water, and it will be in vain.
Of course, if any of these creatures reach the level of Taiyi, even if they are not lucky enough, they can still seize these magic weapons by their own strength.
But having said that, as long as the living beings in the prehistoric era can break through to Taiyi, their fortunes are generally not too bad, and they can even be said to be extremely lucky.
After all, there are very few creatures in the entire prehistoric world that have broken through to Taiyi.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the stage was already filled with all kinds of streamers.
Some of these streams of light are magic weapons to avoid capture, and some are creatures that use body skills.
So far, no one has been able to catch it successfully.
Baili still stood where he was, seemingly without any intention of taking action.
"Sister, why is that human standing there motionless? What is he going to do?"
Not far away, Su Wanwan looked at Baili, who had a strange expression on the stage, and asked Su Daji beside him in confusion.
"Um...I don't know about this either."
Although his cultivation level was superior to that of the entire Guanjiang City, Su Daji really didn't know why Baili stood motionless.
"Sir, do you know why this is?"
"Don't the humans want to catch those magic weapons?"
Qinghe naturally saw this scene. When Su Daji said she didn't know, she asked Tang Hao curiously.
Tang Hao, who had been watching Baili all the time, nodded, "It's not that he doesn't want to catch it, it's that he has no choice."
No way?
What's the meaning?
Hearing Tang Hao's words, several people present were stunned.
Although Baili's cultivation level is the lowest on the stage, he has reached the level of True Immortal at least, so why is there nothing he can do?
Besides, grabbing those magic weapons is not about cultivation but luck.
As long as you have good luck, creatures in the mortal realm may be able to succeed.
A trace of doubt flashed in everyone's eyes, but after Tang Hao finished speaking, he closed his mouth again and did not continue to explain.
Among the people present, only he, who was also from the human race, understood why Baili stood motionless.
After all, the human race's cultivation methods are still too lacking.
On the stage, Baili looked at the creatures flying around above his head, with a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
He actually wanted to take action, but without the blessing of movement skills, and with his own true immortal cultivation, he might not even be able to see the shadow of those magic weapons, so how could he catch them?
Jiang Zangfeng looked at the frowning Baili, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
He vaguely knew something about the current situation of the human race.
"Forget it, even if he doesn't catch the magic weapon in the end, we can't let him go."
"It would be a shame for such a monster to not join my teachings."
Shaking his head, Jiang Zangfeng had already decided in his heart that even if Baili failed to pass the test, he would include him in the teaching.
With such a genius, other brothers would probably choose this way even if they were in the same situation as him.
"Hahaha! I caught it!"
Just when the time was about to end, a creature suddenly stopped, looked at the disciples of the Zhongyan Sect outside the arena, and waved a hammer-shaped magic weapon in his hand.
There was excitement and excitement that could not be concealed on his face, but soon, the excitement on this creature's face disappeared, replaced by a dull look.
As if he had seen an incredible scene, he stood there in shock. The magic weapon in his hand came out again, but he did not react at all.
What's going on here?
Seeing his appearance, the Chan Cult disciples showed doubts in their eyes, and soon one of the Chan Cult disciples noticed that this creature seemed to be looking behind them.
Subconsciously he turned his head, and the next moment, the golden light flourished.
"Excuse me, who among you is the strongest here?"
"My name is Fanchen, and I come from Buddhism."
"I came to China this time specifically to ask for advice from all of you."
