~ Date: ~ November 04 ~ ~
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Zhang Yan flew towards the sound of the golden bell. His sword escape technique was fast, and in an instant, he had traveled a hundred miles. In the distance, he saw a valley with lush foliage and lush greenery.
There was a copper pillar rising from the four corners of the valley. Four Daoren people were sitting cross-legged on top of it, each holding a flag in their hands.
From time to time, smoke would rise from the bottom of the copper pillar and converge towards the middle of the path. It was as if a net had been woven, condensing into a ball that stretched for a hundred miles. It was actually a large formation.
Zhang Yan stopped and looked around. In front of the valley, there was a stone tablet. Thinking that there must be a reason for it, he landed on the cloud and walked to the front of the tablet.
The words on it were strange, as if there was some kind of restriction placed on it. He couldn't see it clearly from a distance, so he walked closer and looked at it carefully.
After reading the words once, he Just Now He Knew the reason for this place.
It turned out that in order to prevent the disciples from finding loopholes, the method of the competition was different every time.
Maybe it was because of the battle against the three pools and the battle to break the formation, but in the last two competitions, the sect had set up formations for the disciples to break through.
Only those who passed the formation could reach the foot of the ten peaks.
In the last competition, they only needed to find the exit and break through the formation guarded by the elders of the sect.
But this time, it wasn't so easy. The people who broke through the formation had to pass through a total of sixteen doors.
Not only that, each door could only allow one person to pass through at a time. If the disciples who broke through the formation met each other, they would have to fight each other. The loser would have to leave the formation and follow the formation to another place. If they were unlucky, they would have to start all over again.
In this way, every disciple who entered the formation could be an opponent. The more people who lost, the less chance they had of breaking through the formation.
Zhang Yan was naturally not afraid. He smiled, waved his sleeves, and walked into the formation.
When he looked at the stone tablet, a few core transformation cultivators came down, talking and laughing, wanting to see the stone tablet as well.
He glanced at Zhang Yan and saw him standing there with his hands behind his back. However, their expressions changed and they let out a low cry. They actually hesitated and waited for him to leave. Just Now, he dared to take a closer look.
After looking at it, someone said with a bitter expression, "I didn't expect this person to be ahead of us. If we enter the formation now, we might have to face him."
Another person immediately said, "Why don't we wait for a moment, wait until this person is far away. It won't be too late to enter the formation later. "
His companions all agreed with him.
After Zhang Yan stepped into the formation, he saw a fog in front of him. It was as if there was a veil in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly. He leaped into the clouds and flew forward for a moment. The battle formation changed again, but he was not in a hurry. Every time he traveled a mile, he would concentrate and calculate.
It didn't take long for him to see the clues.
This array formation was not difficult. As long as one was willing to put in the effort to calculate and understand array theory, if no one stopped them, they would most likely be able to break through the array formation.
However, if there were people fighting for the door, then it would be a different story. The door would change at a fixed time, and the slightest delay would cause one to miss it.
This meant that the disciple who tried to break through the array had to defeat his opponent in a short period of time to pass.
Because of this, the person who entered the array had to use all of his methods.
However, there were four Yuanying cultivators protecting and operating the array formation. They could help at any time, so there was no need to worry about the disciple's life being harmed.
Zhang Yan couldn't help but think that this array was a test of one's temperament and cultivation. It was a good way to select the disciples.
He calculated for a while more and understood the changes in the array formation. He relaxed and started to move according to the direction to break through the array formation.
In a few breaths' time, he heard the sound of a gong. An array door appeared out of thin air, and clouds of mist rolled out.
Just as he was about to fly inside, a shadow suddenly flashed. A person suddenly appeared from the side, as if he wanted to pass through the array door before him.
If he let this person pass, then the array formation would change accordingly. Zhang Yan had to calculate again, and it would be a waste of his effort. So he laughed and said, "Senior Martial Brother, why are you in such a hurry? Wait a moment."
With a thought, a sword light cut through the air and blocked in front of the array door. If that person insisted on rushing forward, he would be cut by the sword light.
This person was also shocked. He was confident that he could not be detected by others because he had the Art of Evading Shadow. He thought that he could take Zhang Yan by surprise and break through the array door, but he didn't expect Zhang Yan's sword light to be so fast. So he hurriedly turned around and dodged the sword light. Just as he was about to counterattack, Zhang Yan raised his hand and pointed. The sword light suddenly leaped up and went straight for his face. That person couldn't take it anymore and dodged to the side. He took a step back in a sorry state, but he didn't expect that he had already moved out of the way of the array door.
Zhang Yan smiled faintly and didn't want to waste any more time with him. He turned into a streak of light and rushed toward the door. Taking advantage of the momentum, he passed through in a flash. With a loud rumble behind him, the formation changed and the door disappeared.
He didn't look at it anymore. He calculated the position of the next door and continued forward.
After walking for less than a mile, he saw a ray of light floating like a jade spring on the ground. It separated to the sides and another door slowly rose.
Before the formation door was fully formed, the sound of a drum was heard from the Xun position, and a formation door was opened. A Daoist stepped out from it, and stood face to face with him.
This Daoist was wearing a Bagua robe. His hair was tangled with yellow mud and his body was covered with grease. His beard and hair were sparse and his face was extremely old. When he saw Zhang Yan, he bowed and said, "Junior Martial Brother, you're too polite. Only one of us can pass through. Please."
Time was of the essence, so there was no need for both sides to introduce themselves. They only needed to fight. Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Be careful, Senior Martial Brother."
He pointed with his finger and the star turned into a shooting star. It flew straight towards Daoren's head.
Daoren obviously didn't expect him to be an immortal and couldn't help but be shocked. However, he seemed to have a way to deal with it. He hurriedly raised his sleeve and an icy mist that radiated cold light flew out in an attempt to block the sword light.
However, before the sword light could touch the mist, it made a nimble turn. In this turn, it had already avoided the treasure and came for Daoren's ear.
Seeing how nimble the sword light was, Daoren couldn't help but be shocked. At such a close distance, he didn't have time to dodge and could only hurriedly use his Dan Sha to block.
Who would have thought that as soon as the "Dan Sha" was activated, the sword suddenly darted out, his vision blurred and he felt a chill by his ear. Just now he saw a strand of hair fly past the tip of his nose. Only then did he know that the speed of the sword had reached an unimaginable level. He sighed and took a step back. He cupped his hands and said, "This old Taoist has lost. Shidi, please pass."
Zhang Yan raised his hand and bowed. He flew inside and killed his way to the next level.
This time, it was smooth. He passed three levels in a row and didn't meet a single opponent. However, this formation seemed to have a secret to it. The faster he went, the longer it would take him to find the next formation door.
He suspected that the person in charge of the formation saw that he was going too fast. In order to prevent him from not meeting a single opponent along the way, he operated the formation so that he wouldn't be able to pass easily. Therefore, he slowed down his pace and moved forward leisurely.
As expected, with this, he didn't spend much effort and found the sixth formation door.
At this moment, the Kun position shook and a middle-aged Daoist with a crown and a wide belt appeared. When he saw Zhang Yan, he rolled his eyes and without saying a word, he made a hand sign. The two swords on his back rose into the air and turned into two rays of golden light, attacking downward.
Zhang Yan shouted coldly and a big yellow hand appeared from the top of the door. It scooped the two swords and crushed them into a pile of scrap metal.
The middle-aged Daoist turned pale and took out a golden bell. Just as he was about to use it, he felt a ray of light slashing at him. He felt a pain on his shoulder and the golden bell fell to the ground. He knew that he wasn't a match for Xu Que and quickly covered his wound and turned into a cloud of smoke.
Zhang Yan took it and didn't chase after him. He waved his sleeves and stepped into the formation door.
Along the way, he frequently used his skills. Whenever he encountered an enemy, he would first use his flying sword to slash. If the enemy couldn't react in time, they would immediately be forced into a fluster by him, forced to retreat, and had no choice but to get out of the way.
If the opponent used a talisman to block in time, he would immediately use the 360 drops of Heavy Yin Water to rain down like hail. He didn't need to do anything to the opponent, he just needed to force them to be unable to move for a moment.
When the door closed, he went through the door and walked very elegantly.
With his two moves, no one could stop him. Along the way, he was like a hot knife through butter and broke through another seven formation doors.
He was so ferocious that even Zhenren Yuanying outside the formation could sense it. A Zhenren with long eyebrows asked, "Who is this person? He uses a good flying sword technique. Even though he hasn't obtained a superior sword manual, I'm afraid normal disciples won't be able to stop him. "
These few Zhenren Yuanying came from Shangming Hall. They usually cultivated painstakingly and didn't care about the outside world, so they didn't recognize Zhang Yan.
Another Zhenren Yuanying with a dark face and dark skin muttered to himself and shook his head, "This method is a trick. If it's too easy, the younger generation will inevitably become arrogant and it will go against the original purpose of this formation. Let me set up some obstacles for him."
His words were unavoidably flaunting his seniority, but the rest of them didn't know Zhang Yan well, so they naturally didn't have any objections.
This Zhenren moved the formation and chose a cultivator to be Zhang Yan's opponent.
Zhang Yan arrived at another door. Suddenly, a cloud of blue mist shot out from the Kan position, and a tall and handsome young cultivator came out.
This person had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He had an extraordinary appearance and wore a water-patterned celestial robe. He held a magic sword in his hand and the apricot yellow sword tassel hung down. With a confident smile, he cupped his hands at Zhang Yan and said proudly, "I'm Zhou Xuan, a disciple of Xuanshui Palace Zhenren Qi. I'm here to learn from you."
Zhang Yan answered simply, "I'm Zhang Yan."
When Zhou Xuan heard this name, he opened his mouth and his expression turned bitter. He went forward and bowed, "So it's Uncle-Master Zhang. Greetings, Uncle-Master Zhang. Please go first."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly and walked straight into the door.
The few Yuanying Zhenren looked at each other. The black-faced Zhenren sighed and said, "This is fate. Forget it, he can't do it again. Let him be."
After Zhang Yan's journey, there were no more obstacles. After passing through the sixteenth formation door, the sky brightened and golden light shone down. The haze and dense clouds dispersed, and ten towering peaks suddenly appeared in front of him.
He was standing on a stone platform that jutted out from the cliff. Because he was the first disciple to pass through the formation door, all the eyes on the peak fell on him in an instant.
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