This monk is a bit mean

Chapter 296 From the African Continent

In the middle of the Wanling Mountains, there is a Huanxiu Peak.

There once was a formation master from the Wanling Sect who set up a magical formation with a myriad of changes here.

In the beginning, this magic array was a secret place specially for the Qi Refining disciples of Wanling Sect to practice.

As the name suggests, there are ever-changing illusions inside. The disciples who practice cultivation kill these illusions to improve their fighting experience.

Later, this master of formation passed away.

This magic circle also underwent some inexplicable changes.

The illusions produced in the magic circle are different every year.

For example, if the illusion of a Qilin spirit beast appears in the first year, the illusion of a Luan bird spirit beast may appear in the second year.

And slowly, the power of the illusion inside gradually became stronger.

For disciples in the Qi Refining Stage, this secret realm of illusion is already somewhat dangerous.

Therefore, Wanling Sect also sent a number of formation masters to study this formation.

But the real reason was never found.

Finally, after discussion, the top leaders of Wanling Sect decided not to allow their disciples to come here for training anymore.

Instead, this magic array was set up as a trial ground for outer disciples to enter the sect.

Although it is a bit dangerous for the low-level monks who participate in the trial.

But this is also a test.

By passing the three levels in the illusion array, you have completed the entry trial.

Obtain the qualification to become an outer disciple of Wanling Sect.

Of course, those who have passed the level can also give up this qualification in exchange for a treasure or elixir.

But so far, I have never heard of anyone who has passed the test giving up this entry qualification.

This year is the once-in-three-years Wanling Sect entrance trial.

There were already crowds of people at the foot of Huanxiu Peak.

These monks who wanted to take part in the entrance trial of Wanling Sect and were eager to become a member of this super sect, arrived here early and waited for the trial to begin.

Among these people, there are old and young, men and women.

But they have one thing in common, that is, their cultivation is all below the twelfth level of Qi Refining Stage.

Occasionally, one or two cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage can be seen, and they all bring their younger generations to participate in the trial.

Yunshu and Ningzhi mixed in with the crowd.

"Fellow Daoist, you are so dark, are you from a foreigner?" A young man with a horse face sat next to Yun Shu and teased him.

"Hahaha..." Some people around knew that the horse-faced young man was joking and burst into laughter.

Yunshu smiled slightly and held down Ning Zhi who was about to draw his sword.

"Fellow Daoist, you really have a sharp eye. You can see this. To be honest, I am indeed not a native resident of the Wanling Continent. My ancestors are monks from the African continent." Yun Shu made up a lot of nonsense.

"African continent? Never heard of it!" The horse-faced young man shook his head.

"The skin of the monks in our African continent is naturally black." Yunshu joked to himself.

"Oh."

"Fellow Daoist, are you from a wild land?" Yun Shu asked the horse-faced young man with a smile.

"A wild land? No, I was born and raised in the Wanling Continent." The horse-faced young man shook his head.

"That's not right. Fellow Daoist, your face is so long, especially like the horse monkey in the wild land recorded in ancient books!" Yun Shu raised his eyebrows.

"Hahahaha... Mahou, you must admit it, they do look alike!"

"No, no, no, I feel like a donkey in the wild!"

"Hahaha……"

Everyone began to laugh at the horse-faced young man.

The horse-faced young man was not angry either, and he continued to chat and laugh with the people around Yunshu.

"It's just a joke, just to liven up the atmosphere. There will be people like this in crowded places. Don't take them too seriously. Drawing swords at people at every turn is so naive!" Yun Shu sent a message to Ning Zhi.

At this time, an elderly man who was nearly 70 years old saw that Yunshu's side was more lively, and walked over tremblingly.

"Old man, you're almost dead, why are you still here to take part in the entrance trial?" A middle-aged man in the crowd said to the trembling old man.

"I want to win the status of a disciple of the Wanling Sect before my death, so that I can bring honor to my family before I die."

As the old man spoke, he moved closer to Yun Shu and Ning Zhi.

"Master, young Taoist priest, I would like to temporarily partner up with you two and go in to challenge the barrier together. What do you think?" The old man suggested after sitting next to Yunshu.

Yunshu didn’t know why this old man found him when there were so many people here?

"My fellow Daoist, why do you choose me when there are so many fellow Daoists with extraordinary strength and noble bearing here?" Yun Shu didn't want to guess the other party's purpose and asked directly.

"I like your hairstyle more." The old man chuckled.

"Hehe, Xiaozhi, remember this, when you enter the forbidden area later, the first person you must kill is this old guy!" Yunshu said to Ning Zhi with a sneer.

"Yes, uncle-master!" Ning Zhi clenched the sword in his hand and said coldly.

"This is serious, this is serious, can you please spare me a moment to talk?"

"No thanks!" Yun Shu just lay down on the grass.

"It's up to you to talk or not, I don't have time to play tricks on you!" Yun Shu curled his lips in disdain.

The old man had no choice but to change his voice transmission and said, "Daoyou, I am Cai Mao, just like you, not from the Wanling Continent. So I would like to invite you to join one of our organizations. When you enter the Wanling Sect, we can take care of each other."

"How do you know that I'm not from the Wanling Continent?" Yun Shu asked in confusion.

"Didn't you just say that you were from the African continent?" Cai Mao frowned.

"Oh, I forgot, go on."

"If you are willing to join us, there will be many benefits. We will distribute cultivation resources to you every month." Cai Mao continued to introduce.

"So good? You need me to do something? I don't believe there is such a thing as a free lunch."

"You just need to complete some special tasks at a specific time."

"Okay! If you help me pay the 100 spirit stones for the entry trial first, I will agree to you." Yun Shu agreed without hesitation.

"Ah? 100 Spiritual Stones?"

"What? Is your secret organization so poor? Then I won't join it!" Yun Shu said contemptuously.

"No, no, no, that's not it. There is absolutely no problem in helping you pay 100 spirit stones. I just need you to swear an oath to your inner demon first. If you pass the entrance test and successfully join the Wanling Sect, you must become a member of our "Sanlinghui"."

Yunshu stood up suddenly, gave Ning Zhi a wink, and then took Cai Mao to an empty corner.

"Xiaozhi, swear an oath to your inner demon with me!" Yunshu said.

"Yes, uncle-master!" Ning Zhi agreed without asking why.

"I, Yunshu, swear here in my heart that if I become an outer disciple of the Wanling Sect, I will automatically become a member of the Sanling Society. If I break this oath, may the heavens strike me with five thunderbolts!"

Yunshu swore.