Qin Mu memorized the diagram of Overlord Body Three Elixir Technique's Six Directions Realm on the pillar. He had obtained the incomplete diagram of Overlord Body Three Elixir Technique's Five Elements Realm in Doom Suppression Palace. In addition to the diagram of Six Directions Realm, the parts that he couldn't understand gradually became clearer. However, it was still impossible to complete the diagram.
Since the young patriarch had seen the circulation diagram of Overlord Body Three Elixir Technique, he might still have the incomplete diagram of Five Elements Realm. Even if it was incomplete, he might still be able to complete Five Elements Realm together with the incomplete diagram that Qin Mu knew.
Since it was related to his cultivation, he had to be diligent.
Suddenly, a monk walked over from the back of the hall and asked solemnly, "Who are the scholars of River Tomb? Scholars of River Tomb, step forward. You don't have to pass this test. Go to the next test and wait. "
Wei Yong was stunned and walked out with the other two scholars towards the hall. He turned his head back and said, "Brother Qin …"
"Shut up!"
That monk said solemnly, "The scholars of River Tomb have suffered heavy casualties, so there's no need to take the examinations in the future. The rest of you, stay here and wait for the test. "
Qin Mu was indescribably astonished. There were actually still monks in Imperial College!
When he saw so many Daoists, he thought that even though this place had the name of Imperial College, it was actually a place of Daoism. Never did he expect to see monks here.
"I wonder what the Great Thunderclap Monastery thinks about the confluence of monks and Daoists in the Imperial College?"
Just as he thought until here, a monk in a yellow robe walked out from the back of the hall. His brows were high and his long eyebrows were fluttering. He held a register in his hand and looked around. His bright gaze stunned the scholars in the hall and he opened his mouth to say, "This stage tests one's disposition."
His voice boomed like a great bell, shaking the eardrums of everyone in the hall and causing their minds to go blank.
He sat in the lotus position and lowered his eyes. He said, "The scripture I'm chanting contains the incantation. If you can't withstand it, leave the hall. If you can withstand my scripture, you can proceed to the next level."
He clasped his palms together and spun the prayer beads in his hands. He spoke neither too fast nor too slow, "The Buddha told Subhuti that all Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should subdue their hearts in this way: All sentient beings, whether they are born from an egg or a fetus, whether they are born from moisture, whether they are born from transformations, whether they are colored or colorless, whether they are thinking or not, whether they are not thinking or not, I will send all of them into nirvana. Just like the extermination of countless living beings, there is no living being that can be exterminated. Why... "
The buddha voice reverberated, and every sentence of incantation was like a Rulai descending. The voice blasted into the minds of all the scholars in the hall, into their bodies, into their vital qi, Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure, and Five Elements Divine Treasure!
Even in their minds, images of Buddha Tathagata appeared one after another, shining brightly.
The tremors grew stronger and stronger, to the point where they couldn't withstand it. The tremors caused their qi and blood to fluctuate, their vital qi to scatter, and their divine treasures to be hard to defend!
It was also extremely difficult to resist the chanting of sutras. Their minds could not resist at all. It was as if all their thoughts were clearly illuminated, without any secrets.
Finally, a scholar couldn't take it anymore and sprinted out of the hall!
If he continued to listen to the yellow-robed monk chanting, he was afraid that his vital qi would directly crumble, and his divine treasures would be occupied by the buddha voice. His muscles, hair, skin, bones, and meridians might even fall apart from the tremors!
Just as this scholar sprinted out of the hall, a few more people couldn't take it anymore and ran out as well. Before they could even run out of the hall, they couldn't help but start to vomit. They wanted nothing more than to vomit out their organs.
That yellow-robed monk was unmoved and continued to chant sutras. The incantations of buddha continued to rumble, and the sound became louder and louder. More and more scholars ran out of the hall in a sorry state.
Unknowingly, there were only over twenty people left in the hall. Qin Mu sat in the hall, and the buddha voice rushed over, shaking everything in him. The youth was unmoved and silently chanted the devil language, entering a deadlock with the buddha voice. You attack and I defend, you defend and I attack, and they fought to their hearts' content.
The buddha voice had the least effect on him, and it couldn't cause any disturbance to his consciousness.
After a moment, Qin Mu switched to the god language that he had learned and fought with the buddha voice. They were locked in a fierce battle.
After some time, that yellow-robed monk frowned and opened his eyes to look at Qin Mu. He only saw Qin Mu sitting there calmly, raising his head to look at the mural on the pillar. He didn't seem to have any reaction to his chanting, and at this moment, there were only over a dozen people left in the hall.
'Strange, his comments clearly wrote' evil nature 'and' focus on observation '. If his heart is really evil, how can he last for so long under my buddha voice?'
That yellow-robed monk was puzzled, and the buddha voice in his mouth unconsciously slowed down. He thought to himself, 'He doesn't have any evil nature now, and if I purposely make him retreat, I'm afraid all the scholars in this hall will be forced out of the hall, and no one will be able to pass.'
He paused and stood up, "You guys have passed, go out from the back of the hall to the next stage."
Everyone felt as though they were relieved of a heavy burden, and they stood up one after another. Unknowingly, they were drenched in sweat, drenching their clothes. Only Qin Mu didn't seem to feel anything, and not a single drop of sweat came out.
That yellow-robed monk examined him a few more times and took out the register, marking everyone's name. When he wrote down Qin Mu, the yellow-robed monk hesitated for a moment and raised his brush to write, "The heart of a pure child, not moved by outsiders."
The monk walked out from the back of the hall and threw the register into the air. A red-crowned crane flew over in mid-air and fished up the book. This yellow-robed monk then returned to the hall.
That red-crowned crane flew to the waist of the mountain and landed in front of a huge hall. The red-crowned crane carried the book and handed it over to a boy who walked over. That boy hurriedly entered the hall and presented the book to a middle-aged Daoist in the hall, "Master Ling Yun, the register is here."
Daoist Ling Yun flipped open the register and smiled, "Every year, Imperial College will give out ten places to select the outstanding disciples from the scholars of Spirit Embryo Realm and Five Elements Realm. I wonder who are the talents this year? "
He looked at them one by one and nodded his head gently, "There are still fourteen people left, and the evaluations are all very high. Even though this year is chaotic and the talents aren't as good as the previous years, there are still some young talents that are worth paying attention to … Eh?"
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