Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 71 Second-hand Formation
The crowd at the foot of Yuping Mountain has shrunk significantly. Originally there were more than a hundred people, but now there are only about sixty people left.

The group of people all looked exhausted, but Master Lin was the only one who looked calm and composed, so he was the most conspicuous among the many candidates.

"This kid got a great advantage. The others worked so hard to get here, but he didn't consume much energy. This will be very beneficial for the subsequent assessment."

There was a cultivator holding a sword and pointing at Master Lin in the distance and commented.

"It's not like I'm taking advantage. The sect's assessments have always considered flexibility and even on-the-spot reactions. If this boy can use his brain and has high aptitude, then Qingyang Sect will have another good talent."

Another monk in gray monk's robe beside him immediately refuted.

No, you know nothing about Mr. Lin's qualifications.

Han Yu listened to the comments of the monks around him with a strange expression. It seemed that they were all quite optimistic about Master Lin.

At this moment, many foreign monks were standing on an artificially polished stone platform halfway up Yuping Mountain. Standing there, they could have a panoramic view of the scenery below the mountain. It was usually not open to the public, and only today was the day when the mountain was opened that the monks were specially allowed in.

The effect is naturally self-evident. At that moment, a cultivator sighed and said, "The scale of Qingyang Sect has really been growing bigger and bigger in recent years."

Looking down the mountain, one can see monks scattered everywhere in the mountain so as to protect the safety of the examinees in time during the examination. There are more than 200 disciples in total.

"Their cultivation levels are not low! I think the lowest one is at the Divine Bridge Realm, and there are at least thirty of them at the Other Shore Realm."

"You counted what you saw. We don't know how many disciples there are on the mountain." Someone said this quietly, and the dozen or so cultivators around him fell silent immediately. It seemed that Qingyang Sect had firmly established itself among the major sects.

There was a lot of chatter around him, and Han Yu was looking down the mountain feeling bored. There were assessments and spirit tests, it was all the same as the Xingchen Sect, nothing interesting.

He was wrong. The assessment of cultivators in the major sects in the northern border focuses first on character and intelligence, and then on aptitude. Talents of both are considered.

Even if you have excellent talent but are mediocre, you are a waste of talent and of no benefit to the sect, so we will not accept you.

Even if you are extremely intelligent, but you are born with deficiencies and lack aptitude, the more you practice, the more you will find it difficult to continue, and you will get half the result with twice the effort. You may be stuck in one realm for the rest of your life, wasting your time, and it will be of no benefit to the sect, so we will not accept you.

The rules of the monks in the North are actually very cruel.

As for the assessment system in the southern border, most of them also follow the traditions of the northern border, such as the Xingchen Sect. However, in the process of dissemination, it seems to have lost its essence and instead became a copycat, which eventually became a joke.

It was just like that with the Xingchen Sect. They conducted a good character assessment, but it turned out to be just a bonus in the end. In the end, they still only accepted disciples based on their qualifications.

Zhu Yu came out of the sect and returned to the foot of the mountain on his sword. The audience suddenly became quiet and everyone listened attentively to what he was going to say next.

Zhu Yu looked at the number of people in the audience with satisfaction. There were still more than half left, which was really good. No matter what method they used, as long as they could come here, they were qualified to continue.

Thinking of the upcoming assessment, he was somewhat looking forward to it. Those who could survive to the end were all good talents. He just didn't know how many people would be left.

After coughing a few times, Zhu Yu spoke in a deep voice, "You are now at the foot of the mountain. Once you enter the mountain, there are five illusion formations along the way. After you pass the illusion formations and reach the middle of the mountain, you will see the disciples of Qingyang Sect."

The crowd suddenly shouted, "All we need to do is go through five illusion arrays?" It was so simple, and everyone was extremely happy. Doesn't that mean that entering Qingyang Sect is a sure thing?

Simple? Zhu Yu had a meaningful smile on his face. Without saying anything more, he waved his hand and shouted, "Go into the mountain."

After watching a group of people entering from the foot of the mountain in a mighty manner, Zhu Yu thought for a moment and then flew up to the middle of the mountain on his sword.

As soon as the candidates entered the mountain and walked less than a few dozen meters, a white light suddenly appeared all around them, and in an instant it covered the entire area. The expressions of many candidates froze, and then they stood there in a daze, as if they had fallen asleep.

"Zhao! The Qingyang Sect is having a hard time, right? Such a big move."

On the stone platform, someone suddenly shouted loudly, attracting the attention of many foreign monks. Han Yu was also attracted by the voice and looked over. The monk had a half-century long beard and a beard, and was about forty years old. He had a mole on his face, which was quite pleasing.

"Meet the little cultivator from my realm." A sneering voice came from Xiao Liuli.

Han Yu ignored it and was instead very interested in what the monk said.

The monk was somewhat excited when he saw many people looking at him. He introduced himself and said, "I am the elder of the Xiaodao Sect. Everyone..."

After giving the sect a good reputation, he saw that everyone was getting impatient, so he quickly got to the point. "The Qingyang Sect is using an illusion formation for this assessment, and it's a large-scale one."

Everyone's interest was piqued at once, and they immediately asked him to elaborate on the topic.

"Does Piao Miao City of the Upper Three Sects know about this? This thing is the formation they used to test their disciples last year."

Someone was puzzled, "How can you be sure that this is also a formation? A formation that covers half of the mountain is no different from a sect-protecting formation. How can the Qingyang Sect be so generous?"

The monk originally wanted to brag that he had been there last year, but then he changed his mind and thought it was too unrealistic for an elder of his own small sect to not even be able to enter the door, so he told the truth.

"When the great monk who went to Piaomiao City for observation came back last year, he hand-copied a copy of the blueprint for the exam. My sect also bought a copy, and I was fortunate enough to see it."

When it comes to the Piaomiao City of the Upper Three Sects, the cultivator is immediately surrounded by people. Why? Because the Upper Three Sects represent the ceiling of the current sects and are a mythical existence.

"Why is the assessment formation of Piaomiao City here?"

Someone asked in confusion.

The cultivator also said with a puzzled look on his face, "Piaomiao City gave the formation to Qingyang Sect, which can only be because Qingyang Sect paid a huge price to buy it. That's why I wonder if Qingyang Sect is planning to give up its livelihood. This is too big a deal. The Nine Tianyuan Sects did this because they have a solid foundation, and Qingyang Sect did this just for style..."

"Or he really wants to transform himself into an elite disciple."

If a large sect wants to become a first-class sect, the key is to train elite disciples, but...

"Last year, there were over a hundred people taking the test for this formation. Of the hundred or so talented people, only about ten remained in the end. You can imagine how demanding this formation is in terms of one's character and comprehension."

The monk added as he spoke, and the people who listened had different expressions, some were happy, while others were uncomfortable.

Those who are happy will know that if Qingyang Sect selects in this way, there will be more disciples left out, and they will be able to pick up more at that time.

Those who feel uncomfortable will feel somewhat jealous when they see a sect growing bigger and bigger, and even preparing to become a first-rate sect.

After all, all the cultivators who can come here to pick up bargains are employed by their own sects.

Han Yu became interested when he heard this. He looked down at the mountain with interest, then frowned. Now all he saw was a group of people standing there stupidly. Apart from that, there was nothing else. Just as he was thinking this.

Swish swish!
Several sounds of breaking through the air came from the foot of the mountain, and an object with eight huge metal frames inlaid with a flat stone flew into the air and hovered. The surface of the stone was polished like a mirror.

No one had ever seen this thing before. When it first appeared, many monks were frightened and thought it was a magic weapon. They were all cautious and alert.

Finally, the monk spoke with an uncertain tone, "This seems to be what is introduced in the blueprint. The illusion stone that matches the formation can reflect the content of the illusion, but at that time, Piaomiao City had about a hundred of them."

As the monk spoke, the eight illusion stones each cast a ray of light from the mirror surface, and then human figures gradually became visible in the light. There were eight different candidates on the eight different mirror surfaces, and the illusions they were in were all the same.

They were all outside a farm, with villagers from different villages on both sides. The candidates were sandwiched in the middle. It seemed that there was a big conflict between the two sides. Every villager was holding farm tools in his hands, and the atmosphere was somewhat tense.

“The world is so vast and full of wonders.”

Han Yu still felt that he was ignorant. He had never expected that there were such methods in the world. The content in the picture especially made him stunned. He really broadened his horizons.

Mr. Lin was actually in one of the pictures. What luck! He was also facing a problem at this time.

The people of Dongzhuang have a lake, and the people of Xizhuang usually use the lake water from Dongzhuang to irrigate their farmland. But now the people of Dongzhuang don't allow it, so the people of the two small villages started to have conflicts, and it has even come to the point of fighting.

This seems to be the first question for every candidate.

Zhu Yu sat at a place halfway up the mountain, looking up at Master Lin's scene with great interest. It was he who had specifically opened Master Lin's illusion just now.

Lin Fei in the picture is different from other candidates. After trying hard to squeeze out of the crowd, he actually did something incredible...

(End of this chapter)