Mu Wenxuan sat under the scroll, with his hands on his chest, and his spiritual power continued to surge towards the scroll.
Of course, no one knew that in Mu Wenxuan's mind at this time, thousands of spiritual snakes were constantly destroying him, making his soul and body begin to become insubstantial.
This pain is not as painful as the flesh, it is felt deep in the heart.
Everyone in the audience stared at Mu Wenxuan. This was the first time that Five Finger Ya disciples participated in the elite disciple assessment.
"Brother Wenxuan, you have to hold on." Meng Fanan muttered worriedly in his heart.
"Old Qingyi, are you sure this kid can persevere?" Zhao Qilong stood in the main hall, his heart full of worries. Mu Wenxuan was also his nephew after all, and he didn't want any accidents to happen.
If something unexpected happened, he knew Huan Fan's temper, and it would be strange if he didn't skin him.
What's more, if something happens to Mu Wenxuan, no one in the world can compete with the You family.
"Don't worry, this guy has no other good qualities except his strong perseverance and his undying energy." Qingyi was rather kind, stroking his beard and said with a smile.
After Zhao Qilong heard this, he didn't say anything more and could only pray in his heart that Mu Wenxuan could pass the test.
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Time passed in the blink of an eye, and Mu Wenxuan sat firmly under the Soul Locking Scroll.
But everyone could notice that Mu Wenxuan was at the end of his strength. Sweat was dripping from his forehead, and droplets were as big as beans, scattered on the ground.
At this moment, the Soul Locking Scroll suddenly trembled, and a line of password appeared on it.
On a line of dense handwriting, all of them were Meng Fan'an. As the name appeared, a woman with long blue hair was also printed. Is this girl's official Meng Fan'an?
"Is this the state of mind of Brother Wenxuan..." Meng Fan'an trembled.
As time passed slowly, more and more handwriting was exposed on the Soul Locking Scroll, but Meng Fanan accounted for almost 80%. She seemed to have shared Mu Wenxuan's entire life.
"Brother Wenxuan..." Meng Fan'an murmured, as if his heart was pressed down by a huge stone.
"Brother Wenxuan, I believe that no one, whether it's God or the nine ancient families, can stop us from being together." Meng Fan'an gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know how we will meet in the next life, but I will never do it in this life.
Leave you, leave you half a step."
Time flew by again and again.
"It's been three days...this kid actually got through it."
"With a five-fingered body, you can survive to this point, which shows the tenacity of perseverance."
Three days later, Meng Fanan was almost covered with trivial matters other than Mu Wenxuan's Soul Locking Scroll.
Meng Fanan finally couldn't help but stand up: "Dean Zhao, three days have passed, look at Brother Wenxuan..."
Zhao Qilong nodded knowingly, and immediately raised his hand to emit a burst of power to grab the soul-locking scroll. However, at this time, when the power touched the soul-locking scroll, it was suddenly blocked by a circle of light.
"Hey what's going on?"
The whole audience was shocked. The Soul Locking Scroll did not obey the order. This was the first time this happened.
"Hey, this little guy, is he still planning to keep going?" Qingyi felt the fluctuation of power and couldn't help but frown.
Qingyi knows the power of this soul-locking scroll better than others, because this soul-locking scroll was given to Zhao Qilong back then. Although the soul-locking scroll can spy on people's hearts and hurt their souls, by the same token, if they can survive, it will have a negative impact on the spirit.
Strength is also a leap in increase.
"Old ghost Qingyi, look at this..." Zhao Qilong became worried.
"Let's take another look and see what miracle this kid can bring us this time." Qingyi pretended to be calm.
Time passed by in bursts, and five days passed in the blink of an eye, but Mu Wenxuan still didn't make any movement, and his whole person seemed to have entered a state of suspended animation.
"Brother Wenxuan, don't let anything happen to you." Meng Fanan became more and more worried.
Five days had already exceeded the limit of the traditional elite assessment, and veins were stretched on Qingyi's forehead. You must know that he had only endured the Soul Locking Scroll for seven days.
The most important thing is that back then, he only entered the Soul Locking Scroll with the purple star pattern.
...
In the blink of an eye, no one could settle down after nine days.
Nine days has exceeded the scope of everyone's understanding, and they have endured the devastation of the nine-day soul-locking scroll.
One is that he has the indomitable tenacity, and the other is that he is already brain dead, his soul and body are broken, and he is unable to withdraw his spiritual power from the Soul Locking Scroll.
Of course, everyone hopes it's the former, but it's hard to believe that a five-fingered warrior has such a tenacious will.
"Dean Zhao, take action quickly. Brother Wenxuan can't hold on." Finally, even Meng Fan'an began to waver in his confidence in Mu Wenxuan and shouted anxiously with concern.
After hearing this, Zhao Qilong hesitated and couldn't help but raise his hand, preparing to forcefully pull Mu Wenxuan out of the Soul Locking Scroll.
Boom boom boom!!!
In an instant, unexpectedly, with the tremor of the soul-locking scroll exploding, a large number of dense garbled characters began to appear in the center of the scroll.
These lines of garbled characters are constantly emitting two kinds of light, black and gold, which look particularly dazzling.
When everyone saw this sudden scene, they couldn't help but turn their heads away, not daring to look directly at it.
"What on earth is this? What a ferocious power..." Everyone in the audience exclaimed, and Zhao Qilong couldn't help but hesitate. Just when he was about to stop him, Qingyi unexpectedly stopped him.
Qingyi stopped Zhao Qilong with a very serious look on his face, staring at the scroll and muttering to himself: "As expected, Wenxuan is really that person's son?"
"Old Qingyi, what do you mean by this?"
"Brother Long, you can see for yourself, even this garbled chain soul scroll cannot be deciphered..." Qingyi raised his hand and said.
Zhao Qilong was stunned when he heard this. The moment he raised his head, his whole body trembled uneasily: "Is this the rune of the Mu family? Could it be that Master Mu's nephew is his child?"
In the center of the Soul Locking Scroll, an icy blue symbol slowly reflected. The symbol resembled a weapon and exuded a biting cold air.
"I think this is the only explanation that can explain the source of ice arrows on Master Mu's body, and the second source of arrows for display..." Qingyi gritted his teeth and spoke to himself.
"You mean...Master Nephew Mu's second source of arrows is the Cold Wing Halberd?" Zhao Qilong was shocked.
Buzz buzz~~buzz buzz~~buzz buzz!!
At this moment, a force suddenly burst out like a spring.
The spiritual power on the scroll burst out and enveloped the entire inner courtyard.
This force wandered around for a long time, and finally it was pulled away by a huge suction force. The source of this suction force turned out to be Mu Wenxuan sitting cross-legged under the scroll.
In an instant, Mu Wenxuan, who had not woken up for nine days, suddenly opened his deep and dark eyes.
"Did you finally succeed? Such a huge amount of spiritual power..."