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Zhao Wujiang strode forward, and the onlookers had different expressions.

He gently pressed his hand on the tortoise shell, feeling nothingness in his hand, as if pressing the air, he said in a deep voice:

"Excuse me, Great Elder."

The great elder's beard and hair were flying, his Taoist robe moved without any wind, and he pointed his finger in front of his eyes, muttering something in his mouth, and a sky-blue vertical mark appeared between his eyebrows, like an unopened eye.

His tone was majestic and solemn, and he asked:

"Zhao Wujiang, have you ever killed innocent people indiscriminately?"

"No." Zhao Wujiang said calmly.

The five talisman papers under the tortoise shell did not move at all.

"Zhao Wujiang, have you ever been treacherous?" The great elder's beard was flying, and his old eyes were wide open, like an angry king.

Zhao Wujiang shook his head:

"Never."

The talisman paper remained untouched.

The onlookers around him slightly exclaimed. Zhao Wujiang answered so simply and with a righteous air.

"Zhao Wujiang, have you ever acted against your heart?" the great elder asked again.

"have."

Zhao Wujiang replied, neither humble nor arrogant:

"If you don't mean what you say, you can't control yourself."

The Renzong disciples suddenly started making noises, and Liu Jicang sneered.

Yang Miaozhen frowned. There were too few people who had crossed the third level of the road before, and no one knew there would be such a question.

The tortoise-shell talisman began to tremble, but after just two breaths, it stopped trembling and did not emit golden light.

"Zhao Wujiang, have you ever had anyone you were sorry for?" the great elder finally asked.

Zhao Wujiang blurted out: "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tortoise shell of the mysterious talisman trembled desperately, as if the golden light was about to be ignited. The next moment, a talisman fell off and fell into Zhao Wujiang's hand.

Before Zhao Wujiang could touch it, the talisman paper burned quickly, and an extremely complex rune was drawn on his palm, like a bloated word "wind".

"It's okay to ask questions." The elder's brows stretched and he smiled.

The third elder and the fifth and sixth elders frowned.

There was a lot of noise all around, and I was shocked and confused. Could it be that the Xuan Fu Armor was broken? Admitting it openly would be enough to pass the test?

The great elder said earnestly:

"The last time I asked about my heart was a hundred years ago.

This test not only tests people's character, but also tests their clear conscience.

I am a human being born in the world, contaminated by seven emotions and six desires, and my human heart is mixed. How can there be any perfection and beauty? Doing things with a clear conscience is the best answer."

Many disciples nodded, and there was a feeling in their hearts that I could do it if they wanted to do it, but they soon became dejected, as there was really no guarantee that they would do it.

At least, he is not as frank as Zhao Wujiang. He will definitely think and worry, but Zhao Wujiang is naked and has a clear conscience.

Something is something, nothing is nothing.

Liu Jicang felt the eyes of the disciples around him looking at Zhao Wujiang with growing admiration and recognition. He felt a little resentful in his heart. How could someone be so frank?

Chen Donger's eyes were dim as she stood next to Yang Miaozhen. Sometimes frankness and sincerity were the most attractive. She really wanted to know more about Zhao Wujiang.

Yang Miaozhen's brows were slightly colder, and she smiled brightly and charmingly, making many male disciples unable to look away.

"Next level, force.

You, Zhao Wujiang, can choose any member of the sect and pass the test by defeating him, but this person must have a cultivation level above the fourth level, or his Taoist skills can compete with a fourth-level warrior."

The great elder coughed dryly and burst into laughter after reciting this level.

Is there anyone in the Renzong who can defeat Zhao Wujiang now? There is no need to compete at this level.

Zhao Wujiang nodded and glanced at the disciples of the Human Sect.

Wherever his gaze rested, the Renzong disciples hurriedly backed away, fearing that they would be selected.

Nonsense, Zhao Wujiang has a cultivation level that even the third elder can't defeat. They can't even fight him if they go up there.

Liu Jicang's originally cold eyes were slightly startled, and immediately calmed down, lowering his head slightly, not daring to look directly into Zhao Wujiang's eyes.
Chapter completed!