Behind the courtyard is a very wide building with white bricks and white tiles. The overall feeling is that it is clean and spotless.

Of course this is just an illusion. Where someone enters, there will always be some traces on the floor.

Ulu dragged his shoes and socks at the janitor's instructions, and then walked up the steps carefully. The steps were very wide, only three steps in total. The surface of the first step was as smooth as a mirror. When he stepped on it, he suddenly felt a hint of coolness flowing through the soles of his feet, and wind was blowing out from the steps.

After passing the first level, his left foot stepped on the second level first, and a wetness suddenly enveloped his feet, and his entire soles fell into the steps. Although it only reached its ankle, Uru was really shocked.

Finally, there is the third level. With the lessons learned from the past, Ulu realized that there must be something strange about this third level. Sure enough, he felt a warm feeling coming, completely eliminating the remaining wetness when passing through the second level, making the body and mind warm and very comfortable.

Officially entering this building called "clean room", Ulu saw Judy sitting on a bench waiting at the first time. Judy was also barefoot, with her round toes crystal clear, which was very cute. In addition to her, the students who came in before were also barefoot, sitting on the bench and waiting quietly.

Ulu's heart moved and he immediately understood the role of the three steps.

In this clean room, whether it is the walls, tiles, or furniture decoration, it is pure white like snow. The three steps have the functions of descaling, washing and drying from bottom to top, which is obviously to wash away the dirt under the feet of those entering this place and prevent the clean room from being contaminated.

Near the gate, there was a white shelf with a number plate hanging. Ulu took off the number plate with the smallest number from above in order. It was number 32, indicating that there were thirty-one people waiting in front of him.

Ulu walked to Judy and sat down, who blinked playfully at him, Ulu nodded, neither of them made any sound.

Before coming in, a janitor told him to try not to speak, and to keep absolutely quiet in the clean room. This seemed to be a kind of etiquette habit. Ulu didn't understand it, but he didn't think about violating it in the past.

After a little time, a man walked out of the only room in the clean room. The man had a white emblem with three temple patterns on his chest, two sets of clothes in his hand, and a bunch of keys on his fingers. Looking at the expression on his face, he was full of joy. Because from this moment on, he was a formal student at Yale Theological Seminary.

As the man appeared, a man with brown hair and black eyes stood up impatiently, stepped into the room in a few steps, and closed the door.

Ulu looked at the number plate in his hand. The number on it had changed from thirty-two to thirty-one, which means that one less person was waiting.

After a moment like this, Jewish followed in. The little fat man's face was not very good-looking, and he seemed to be unable to let go of the cold eyes of the mentor. After all, he was also a divine follower and had his own pride.

Unlike Jewish, Ulu himself was not even a divine servant, so he naturally didn't care much about the cold eyes of the mentor.

In such an environment, time seemed to pass very slowly. Ulu simply closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation, but he did not know that his behavior soon attracted the attention of the students present.

Almost all the more than thirty people who were waiting there could not do it.

This has nothing to do with qualifications, it depends on the realm of spiritual power. There has never been a specific method for spiritual power cultivation. Ordinary divine servants can only rely on the nourishment of divine power to slowly improve. Therefore, in general, the older they are, the higher their realm of mental power, and the stronger their ability to master divine magic. However, people like Ulu who have special ways to improve their mental power are unique.

Among them, the movements of a small boy sitting on the bench opposite Ulu were the most conspicuous. He quickly took out a pen and a small notebook from his arms, then looked at Ulu carefully, and then began to draw on the notebook.

In just a moment, a portrait that was 70% or 80% similar to Ulu appeared on the notebook, which shows that his painting skills are profound.

Ulu had no idea that his appearance had been recorded by those who were interested. As soon as he entered a state of meditation, he suddenly felt that the clean room was unique. There seemed to be some special substance floating in the air of the clean room, which made his energy and spirit particularly refreshing and easier to concentrate than before.

He took a deep breath unconsciously, and the special substance poured into his body with the air. At the beginning, Ulu did feel a slight increase in mental power, but as the special substance gradually accumulates, his brows couldn't help but frown.

Because that special substance conflicted with the magic power in his body.

Fortunately, there was only a slight ups and downs. He quickly suppressed him when there was a sign, but it still made cold sweat spill over his forehead. He felt that the cold saxaul behind him was not safe at all. If the fluctuations of magic are leaked here, you don’t have to think about what kind of consequence it will lead to, and the outcome will definitely not be easy.

The fear in his heart made Ulu break free from his meditation state, but he still did not open his eyes. The special substance contained in this clean room had already made him feel alert.

He only knew that this clean room was used for the last step of testing, but he didn't know what the testing was. Neither the tutor nor the janitor mentioned it. It seemed that as long as the student was, he should know it. But Ulu really didn't know that he had always lacked common sense in this area.

"Ask Judy." Finally, he made a decision. Ulu opened his eyes and glanced at the number plate in his hand. The number on it had turned into "nine", indicating that there were only eight people left in front of him.

Judy sat next to Ulu, and there was still a person between Jude and Ulu, which made Ulu have to choose Judy.

After considering the words, he tried to lower his voice and asked, "Judy, do you know what this last step of testing is?"

Judy seemed very shocked. She glanced at Ulu and said in a low voice: "Don't you know? This is the test that every seminary enrolls?"

Ulu was slightly embarrassed and confessed: "I really don't know."

"You are so strange." Judy covered her mouth and chuckled. "This final test is of course to test whether a person's belief in God is pure."
Chapter completed!