Soaring of Galaxia Chapter 213: Abundant spiritual power, let me suck
The assessment continues to proceed in an orderly manner.
Six hundred senior disciples were led by the examiner into a clearing behind the main hall. Around the clearing, there are six long pillars. They don’t know what kind of jade is made of them, giving people a sense of mystery. .
The chief examiner said: "This field is a practice formation in the Xingluo Temple. Your position is the core area of the formation. At that time, the formation will urge spiritual power to form coercion. , Form a test for you. If you can’t support it, you can choose to step out of these six pillars and you won’t be oppressed by the power of the formation. This is a test of your endurance, and it is all the content of the fourth round of assessment. Understand?"
"Understood!"
"Well, according to the length of time you support, there will be a grading ladder. You will know the corresponding scores after you come out!"
"Are you all ready?"
"Ready!" roared. Obviously, after a night of rest, these high-level disciples have recovered a lot in terms of physical strength and energy, so their fighting spirit has become vigorous again, obviously hoping to get good results in the trial of the second day.
"Okay, let's get started!"
In the huge open space, six hundred people each sat cross-legged and found their own position. There was a certain amount of space between each person, and they would not interfere with each other.
Yan Feng was also among the ranks, found a place to sit down, and suddenly raised his head, only to find Qin Wushuang sitting opposite him, blinking his eyes slightly.
"Brother Qin, this time, you must still get full marks!" Yan Feng said.
Qin Wushuang smiled slightly and nodded, but said: "Concentrate, don't be distracted, focus, take care of your heart. Run the zhenqi in your body and run the weekly cycle."
Although Qin Wushuang doesn't know the specifics of this spiritual force formation, according to his experience, maintaining one's heart and being free from interference should be the best way to protect himself against this kind of spiritual power invasion.
The more distracted and the more distracted, the easier it is to be overwhelmed.
As soon as the spiritual force array was activated, the 600 people present could immediately feel a force, squeezing it from all directions. It felt like they were in a low-lying place, and suddenly they found that the surrounding tide was pouring in. They were surrounded by groups, the feeling that water can't get through.
As soon as this spiritual power rushed, some senior disciples with low cultivation level immediately rushed to their chests for a while, and quickly confronted them with luck.
Qin Wushuang didn't notice it, lowered his brows, closed his eyes lightly, as if he was in concentration, completely ignoring the changes in the outside world. Regardless of thunder and wind, thunder and hail seem to be unable to move him.
Stand like pine, sit like a clock.
At this moment, Qin Wushuang is like a bell, not moving in the wind or rain, as if the world can't open his eyes even with the collapse of the world.
The waves of spiritual power are like ripples.
It's just this ripple, not the kind that expands outward, but the kind that squeezes inward and keeps shrinking. It feels like an infinitely long rope, which is being **** round and round, continuously coiled and looped.
The urge of this spiritual power, although there is no impact like the stormy sea, nor the violent storm like the storm, but the victory is that it continues to grow and keep advancing at a constant speed.
So little by little accumulation, like a trickle to form rivers and seas, like inches of fine soil to form mountains, the coercion naturally accumulates, the more intense it is.
Fifteen minutes later, some senior disciples felt upset and irritable, and began to feel extremely ferocious. They breathed quickly, and their face was flushed red, as if if they were careless, they would die of breathlessness.
However, these people still stood firm, and none of them stood up and abstained.
Senior disciples, anyhow, they all have status. There are six hundred senior disciples at the scene, and naturally no one wants to be the first to stand up and announce the abandonment.
Then, this persistence quickly became a torture. Those strong senior disciples only felt a "buzzing" tinnitus in their ears, the internal organs seemed to be rushing out of their chests, and the whole body seemed to be squeezed and rubbed by an invisible thug. They were almost squeezed out of shape.
Puff!
Finally someone couldn't support it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He staggered and stood up, staggering towards the periphery of the pillar. This person also knows that if he keeps on going, he may not even be able to save his life, let alone fight for any assessment results.
The first person to give up appeared, and the other senior disciples who barely supported their psychological defenses were immediately loosened, and their will was also shaken.
Once the will is shaken, it is not far from giving up.
One after another, half an hour later, more than half of the senior disciples quit. And these people will obviously get low scores.
Some of the senior disciples who stayed in the field were still calm and calm. Judging from their expressions, there was no discomfort at all.
If you stand on the periphery and watch it at this time, it is easy to tell which people have a high level of cultivation, which people have strong endurance, which people can handle it, and those who are about to be unable to handle it.
After half an hour's test, the pressure on the part of the higher cultivation level is certainly heavy, but it is obvious that the pressure can be easily resolved.
Although the part of the general cultivation base is still supported, it is obviously at the end of the battle.
At this stage, the coercion of spiritual power is no longer the feeling of covering around the tide, it is like digging a big hole, filling them directly, and then filling it down with one touch.
It's this feeling of being buried alive, dull, deadly suffocation.
Huh!
A few more people jumped up and slammed into the periphery of the pillar as if they were fleeing. If you hold on for a while, I'm afraid that even the heart will come out alive.
This kind of pressure has reached this level at this moment, and it is no longer what ordinary senior disciples can suppress.
At this moment, Yan Feng gritted his teeth and supported him. He wanted to stand up and give up a few times, but he opened his eyes to see Qin Wushuang's calm expression, that mountain collapsed in front of him without changing color, invisibly, he was also infected, and he barely supported him. It lasted a quarter of an hour longer.
At this time, Yan Feng's forehead had begun to rain, and the big beads of sweat continued to fall, and the blue veins on his forehead were twice as thick as usual.
He knew that if he didn’t go out again, this spiritual force invaded his body, and he might directly explode his veins and veins. He sighed helplessly in his heart. Seeing that there were only dozens of people left in the huge formation, and Most of the things here are congenital.
Looking at Qin Wushuang again, he still seemed to be entering Ding, without any pressure at all, and from his expression, he didn't see any pressure. It seemed that this was not a spiritual force formation at all, but a hot spring that made him extremely comfortable and concentrated on enjoying.
But as Yan Feng thought, Qin Wushuang was enjoying it at this time. He is different from anyone. Other people, even the innate senior disciples, are struggling to resist this spiritual pressure, but Qin Wushuang, like a gluttonous food, is absorbing the spiritual power released from the spiritual power formation.
The spiritual power released by this spiritual power array is so rich, it is more than ten times richer than the spiritual power when cultivating outside, it is more than ten times rich, and Qin Wushuang touched it, naturally it is so suitable for sleeping and touching the pillow. .
Unconsciously, "Beiming Dafa" urged, constantly absorbing spiritual power. At first, what he absorbed was only the spiritual power around him.
When the "Bei Ming Dafa" started to run at high speed, the spiritual power around him was not enough for him to absorb, and the range of absorption naturally expanded.
Fingertips moved slightly, and his hands were placed on his knees. It looked like a simple cross-sitting posture, but Qin Wushuang himself knew that this was the mastery of the exercises in the "Beiming Dafa".
The two thumbs are slightly tilted forward, using the Shaoshang acupoint, using the Shaoshang sword intent of the "Tianmai Condensing Sword", and cooperating with the practice method of "Beiming Dafa" to absorb the spiritual power in front. Enter from Shaoshang acupoint, circulate a route, and finally enter Tanzhong acupoint.
Qin Wushuang is already very proficient in this route. When he was in the main channel of Lingxiao, he had absorbed the inner pill of Huo Yunyu and the spirit of the man in black. Naturally, he was familiar with the road. A sense of stagnation.
Yan Feng, who had been unable to support it, suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was lightened, and the spiritual power of his body was restrained, as if he was suddenly taken away. It was as if the variegated body was suddenly untied, and it was extremely relaxed and fun.
Yan Feng was overjoyed. He didn't understand what was happening for a while. He only felt the surrounding spiritual power. As soon as it touched the surface of his skin, it was immediately sucked away by some overbearing force, completely unable to form an effective effect on his body. Bondage.
This made Yan Feng, who was about to give up, caught a sampan when he was drowning. He was ecstatic and hurriedly sat cross-legged back to his original posture.
Although Qin Wushuang has not opened his eyes, everything Yan Feng feels is actually his intentional move.
He felt that Yan Feng was about to give up. It was because of the friendship between the two of them that Yan Feng led him to the Vientiane Valley to obtain the eight spiritual pills and the innate first spiritual pills. This kind of good destiny , Now that there is an opportunity to support Yan Feng, Qin Wushuang will naturally not sit idly by.
It's just that Qin Wushuang's squareness is just right, and the range of absorption is only in the area between Yan Feng and himself, and will never reach other people.
Therefore, other senior disciples around, have never noticed the slight changes here.
In this way, Yan Feng became the easiest one in this array except Qin Wushuang.
After all, other disciples, even innate, can't absorb spiritual power under the impact of this kind of spiritual power. After all, the perverted technique of "Beiming Dafa" is not available to everyone. Those people had no choice but to avoid rituals against the spiritual power, but Qin Wushuang directly absorbed the spiritual power.
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In this change, even the invigilator outside the field obviously couldn't experience the subtle changes.
Two hours passed, people kept giving up, and there were fewer and fewer people in the field. In the end, the innate senior disciples also withdrew one after another, and there were very few in the field, with only four people left.
Among these four, apart from Qin Wushuang and Yan Feng, the other two innate disciples are already sweating profusely and may give up at any time.
Of course, Yan Feng is naturally "sweating profusely" at this moment, but he is sweating profusely, but he did his best to pretend it.
Although it is very difficult to force yourself to sweat, it is obviously easier to sweat than to fight against the endless spiritual power.
Even the invigilators outside the venue were stunned by the performance of Yan Feng, the "dark horse".
(To be continued)
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