Just as Liu Wuxie guessed, the last test is the Questioning Heart Sect.
Only the last 3,000 people will be retained for this level of assessment.
Zhang Cheng got up from the ground with a sinister look on his face.
He took out a magic pill and quickly swallowed it, suppressing his injuries.
The three elders formed a seal with their hands, and the Wentian Bridge disappeared in the void. It evolved little by little, like countless beams of light, quickly gathered, and then turned into a huge portal, appearing in the center of the valley.
"There are ten scales on the Questioning Heart Gate. If you light up six scales, you have passed. If you light up six scales, you will be eliminated."
Elder Ding said the rules are very simple. Wenxinmen is similar to Wentian Changqiao.
Wentian Changqiao tests your compatibility with heaven and earth, while Asking Heart Gate tests your understanding of the Taoism of heaven and earth.
The deeper the understanding, the more intense the feedback from the Questioning Heart Sect will be. The scale above is the best testimony.
If all 6,000 people exceed six squares, the best will be selected and the winner will be the one with the shortest time.
"The assessment begins!"
Elder Ding waved his hand, signaling that the assessment could begin.
Mu Heng still took the first step and walked towards Wenxinmen.
"Liu Wuxie, I want to compete with you again. Whoever loses this time will die!"
Zhang Cheng has been dazzled by hatred and wants to compete with Liu Wuxie again.
He was born at the eighth level in a dignified manner, but he was knocked down by Liu Wuxie with one punch, trampling him on the ground and ruthlessly ravaging him. Even if he successfully joined the Tianlong Sect, he would become a laughing stock in the future.
What happened today will be a lifelong shame for him.
There was only one way to vent the resentment in his heart by killing Liu Wuxie.
Many people stopped and looked at Zhang Cheng and Liu Wuxie.
"How do you want to compare?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth. Since this charter is seeking death, then let him fulfill it and let everyone know that he, Liu Wuxie, is not someone to be trifled with.
Join such a large sect and the stronger you are, the more others will respect you.
Blindly retreating will only make people look down on you even more, whether in the cultivation world or the secular world.
If you are weak, he will be strong; if you are strong, he will be weak. This is an unchanging principle since ancient times.
Liu Wuxie has been acting in a high-profile manner since entering the valley. At this moment, He Yingwu seemed to understand Liu Wuxie's intentions.
Relying on his own efforts step by step, when will he be able to meet the senior officials and the sect leader.
When that day comes, Zhenwu Continent will have long since disappeared.
The only way is to show off the evil talent, attract the attention of the higher-ups, and even attract the favor of the sect master. This is Liu Wuxie's original intention.
"The one who lights up the scale better than us will die!"
Zhang Cheng had lost his mind at this moment, like an angry lion, and would never stop until Liu Wuxie was killed.
"I accept your challenge!"
This is no longer a simple battle, but a life and death fight.
The loser will die here.
An invisible murderous aura filled the air and enveloped everyone's heart.
In previous assessments, nothing like this has ever happened.
No one stopped him, including Mu Heng, who also wanted Liu Wuxie to die here. Since someone came forward, why not do it.
Mu Heng was the first to walk into the Wenxin Gate. The moment he entered, the Wenxin Gate rotated on its own, like a curtain of light, covering Mu Heng's whole body.
then!
The scale above lit up little by little, and in half a breath, it climbed to the eighth level.
Can light up the eighth grid, already
They are considered monsters. Most people are basically between six and seven levels.
After a few breaths, the ninth grid lit up, and Mu Heng walked out from the other side of the Wenxin Gate.
This achievement attracted countless applause, and Mu Heng looked proud.
Although Liu Wuxie has achieved good results in Wen Tian Changqiao, it does not mean that Wen Xinmen can also achieve good results.
Having a high degree of compatibility with heaven and earth does not mean that his understanding of Taoism is profound.
Taoism contains too many things, including people, things, things, etc.
One after another, someone has five squares, another four squares, and even one square.
One after another, the assessment speed was extremely fast, and it was already dusk.
For such a large sect, the assessment is completed in one day, which is really fast.
Liu Wuxie stood still and didn't move, and the charter didn't move either. They seemed to intend to wait until the last moment before entering.
Shen Yue entered and the nine grids were also lit up.
In addition to them, there were several young people who also lit up the nine grids, but the time was slightly longer, and their talents were not as good as Mu Heng's.
He Yingwu was at the back, and it was his turn soon, and he was very nervous.
This is the last level. If you can pass it successfully, you will set a new record, that is, the Tianxuan Realm, and you will pass all levels.
But He Yingwu knew very well that without Liu Wuxie, he would have left long ago in the face of the crushing power of the Hunyuan Realm and the melee in the ring.
There were fewer and fewer people, and those who failed left the valley dejectedly.
The number of people is still decreasing, and the valley seems empty.
An hour later, there were only two people left on the field, Liu Wuxie and Zhang Cheng.
Everyone held their breath. What everyone cared about was not who was more talented, but who could crush the other.
Zhang Cheng glanced at Liu Wuxie and walked towards Wenxinmen step by step.
Stepping into the Questioning Heart Gate with your right foot, the surrounding laws began to rotate, and the scales on it kept flashing. In half a breath, the fifth grid was already lit up, and the speed was very fast.
"This charter is quite talented!"
The disciples who successfully passed the examination began to whisper, "Zhang Cheng's talent is good, but who would have thought that he would meet Liu Wuxie, a monster."
"I am not optimistic about the charter. It is too immature to make such a decision at this time."
Some of the older assessment disciples shook their heads, thinking that the regulations were too radical and it would be difficult for such people to become successful.
A truly great person should know how to be patient.
It is true that you must avenge yourself, but if you attack rashly before knowing the strength of the opponent, you may die without knowing how.
Liu Wuxie's ability to reach this point was definitely not due to luck. Many people could see it. How could Zhang Cheng not see it? But he just couldn't swallow this breath.
There were different opinions on the scene, some supported the charter, some thought he overestimated his capabilities, and both.
The scale is still rising, and it has already lit up the seventh grid. It seems that it is still unclear who will win in this competition.
"It's the eighth level. Is this charter so powerful?"
Even those ninth-level masters began to look at the regulations with admiration. There were thousands of people present, and no more than thirty people lit up the eighth box.
"Liu Wuxie is in danger. Even if he lights up the eighth grid, he has a low chance of winning. After all, the regulations last only a short time."
Those who supported the charter were gloating over the misfortune, especially the monks who had just lost the Star Stone, and were gnashing their teeth with hatred.
It's far from over. Maybe what happened just now has stimulated Zhang Cheng, and his character has changed drastically, and he hasn't come out of the Questioning Heart Sect yet.
"Look, the ninth grid is lit up!"
This discovery surprised countless people. Only five people were present to light up the ninth grid, and Zhang Zhang actually successfully lit up the ninth grid.
A smile appeared on the corner of Mu Heng's mouth, and the chapter lit up the ninth grid. Not only did he not feel jealous, but he also showed a little joy.
The ninth grid flashed for a moment, and then dimmed. It should be between the eighth grid and the ninth grid.
Zhang Cheng walked out of the Wenxin Gate, glanced at the scale, and with a proud look on his face, half of the ninth grid lit up.
To be continued...