When Chen Feng entered the hall, he heard a series of dull collisions, mixed with shouts, and even felt a trace of sword energy emanating from the depths of the hall. Soon, two young men covered in blood were carried out. They failed this level and were eliminated. Of course, some monks passed the test. Although they looked very embarrassed, the smiles on their faces showed that they had passed this level. Chen Feng looked carefully. Whether they passed or not, these people, without exception, had more or less injuries on their bodies. Chen Feng even saw a 15 or 16-year-old boy whose entire arm was twisted off. He was sweating all over from the pain, but he passed and was receiving treatment. "Is it so dangerous?" Ruta was a little worried. "Be careful." Chen Feng whispered. "It's your turn." At this time, some monks opened the houses one by one, and Chen Feng and others walked in one by one. As soon as he entered the house, Chen Feng saw a humanoid combat puppet appear in front of him. He didn't know what material this combat puppet was made of. Its whole body was gray and black, and there was no breath on its body, let alone any energy fluctuations. However, Chen Feng immediately sensed that the combat puppet in front of him was made of a rare hard wood when he ran the Changsheng Zhenjing, which made it more resilient.
Seeing Chen Feng coming in, the combat puppet jumped suddenly and came in front of Chen Feng, and its thick fists mixed with strong winds swept towards Chen Feng. Chen Feng dodged easily with a flick of his body, and then the combat puppet launched a crazy attack on Chen Feng, and the power became stronger and stronger. These combat puppets have no other special means of attack except speed and strength, but Chen Feng discovered that this kind of combat puppet should be engraved with a combat-type magic array, and can also continuously adjust the power according to the opponent's strength. At least Chen Feng felt that the combat puppet had risen from the first level of the secret realm to the third level. If it were any other young cultivator, he would have been pulled out with wounds all over his body, but now it didn't even touch Chen Feng's clothes. Chen Feng knew that he couldn't delay any longer, because the time was not short, and there were many spiritual consciousnesses watching him in the dark. If he showed it too obviously, it would be ugly. Bang! Chen Feng waved his hand, and his fist collided heavily with the combat puppet. Chen Feng didn't move at all, but the combat puppet flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. "Good guy, even the cultivators of the third level of the secret realm couldn't stop my punch, but this combat puppet didn't hurt at all." Chen Feng was a little amazed. "This is made of black silk nanmu, and there are ninety-nine magic arrays engraved on it, some of which are defensive arrays." Tower said. Just when Chen Feng was about to take action, the combat puppet climbed up but didn't move. "Passed." A faint voice came from the dark, but Chen Feng heard a hint of shock from it. "There are three people in the dark, and they haven't even condensed the soul fire." Chen Feng thought to himself. When Chen Feng came out, he saw Ruta waiting for him with a smile. "It seems that you have passed too?" Chen Feng said with a smile. "Haha, of course, I just knocked the battle puppet down, and the people inside asked me to stop." Ruta said with a smile. Chen Feng and the others were very relaxed in the face of this level, but when they returned to the house, they found that not only were there three fewer people, but most of the remaining people were bruised and looked a little embarrassed. It took another three days for this batch of assessments to be completed, and another three thousand people were eliminated. There are only 30,000 left out of more than 40,000 monks, which made Chen Feng secretly shocked. "Hmph, what's this? They are all small fry. Even if there are more people, what can they do? Anyway, I didn't see a real genius." Ta said disdainfully.
"I wonder how many more levels I have to go through to become an outer disciple of Taiyi Sect?" Ruta couldn't help but smile bitterly. Originally, Chen Feng wanted to take out Bai Ziyan's recommendation letter, but after thinking about it, he gave up. This way, he could become a disciple of Taiyi Sect directly, or even an inner disciple directly, but the result of doing so would be that Chen Feng might be noticed by powerful people in Taiyi Sect. Chen Feng didn't want to be in the limelight, at least he didn't want to cause a lot of trouble before his strength improved. What's more, there was Ruta following him. In Chen Feng's plan, he would enter Taiyi Sect and practice quietly for a while. His savings were enough now, and he could concentrate on practicing and break through to the third or fourth level of the secret realm. Chen Feng didn't want to show it too obviously. In Taiyi Sect, relying on his true strength to climb step by step was the kingly way. Three days later, everyone came to the square again, and then went to the next test, which was a two-on-two battle. The loser left, and the winner stayed. In fact, Chen Feng felt that this method was both fair and unfair. What was fair was that there was no better elimination method in the world than this. What was unfair was that if two outstanding geniuses met each other among these cultivators, one of them would definitely be eliminated. The one who was eliminated could only be said to be unlucky. Chen Feng was not worried at all, because Chen Feng did not believe that there were any cultivators present who were stronger than him. Sure enough, Chen Feng's opponent was a cultivator from the second level of the secret realm. In this person's eyes, Chen Feng was also a cultivator from the second level of the secret realm, so the two fought together. After accompanying the opponent for more than ten rounds, Chen Feng decisively and easily engaged in the battle, and easily grabbed the opponent's flying sword with one hand. "You are unlucky to meet me." Chen Feng smiled faintly. Chen Feng's move immediately stunned everyone around him. Grabbing a second-grade magic weapon with bare hands is not something that a cultivator on the second level of the secret realm can do. Even the Taiyi Sect disciple who was responsible for maintaining order couldn't help but look at Chen Feng a few more times. Ruta's opponent turned out to be a cultivator on the third level of the secret realm, and the two had been fighting for a long time without a clear winner. Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and slowly approached the battlefield where the two were fighting. Ruta's opponent was a flexible short man, whose body movements far exceeded Ruta's, which was also the reason why he kept fighting. After watching for a while, Chen Feng felt relieved. If the situation continued like this, Ruta would definitely win in the end. Bang! Finally, Ruta took two attacks from the opponent, stepped forward quickly, and knocked the short man away with one palm. The uncontrolled flying sword circled for a while and then landed lightly on the ground. "Hey! A third-grade flying sword wants to break through my fifth-grade robes. It's a dream." Ruta laughed. "If the weapons are equal, you are not my opponent at all." The short monk got up and looked at Ruta a little unfair. Ruta didn't hit him hard just now. "What a joke, weapons are originally part of strength. Sorry, you are eliminated. Come back next year?" Ruta laughed. This time, half of the monks were eliminated. Only 15,000 of the 40,000 monks were left, not even half. Originally, Chen Feng thought there would be more assessment items next, but the three Tianren realm monks who appeared at the beginning of Taiyi Sect appeared again and announced that the assessment was over. From now on, Chen Feng and the more than 10,000 monks present were considered outer disciples of Taiyi Sect. Hearing this news, the whole square was boiling, and some young monks even cried with joy. "Even if we pass this, it's too easy, isn't it?" Ruta was a little surprised. "It's still very simple to enter the outer sect, but the difficult part is to become a real disciple of Taiyi Sect. In fact, we are not formal disciples yet." A cultivator who looked to be in his twenties interrupted. "Then how can we become formal disciples?" Ruta asked.
"One's own cultivation, contribution to the sect, and a clean family background." The young man laughed. Chen Feng and Ruta nodded and said nothing. This is almost the same for most sects. Teams of Taiyi Sect's outer disciples flew out from between the two mountains. These were old people who had been in Taiyi Sect for a while, and then each of them was responsible for leading ten newcomers to enter Taiyi Fairy Mountain and arrange places and daily affairs. The person in charge of Chen Feng's ten people was a smiling little fat man, that is, a young man in his twenties. Although he was not tall, his eyes were rolling around, and he was a smart person at first glance. Moreover, this person had also cultivated to the third level of the secret realm. Once he cultivated to the realm of seeing the micro, he could officially become a formal disciple of Taiyi Sect. "Brothers, follow me. I'll take you to where you live." The little fat man Luo Fang said with a smile. After passing through the two giant mountains guarding the gate, Chen Feng felt his whole body tremble. The rich spiritual energy rushed towards him, making him involuntarily let out a surprised expression. Since Chen Feng started practicing, he has never been to a place with such rich spiritual energy. When he looked up again, he saw the mountains, the fairy trees, the cranes, the spiritual beasts, the rocks, the springs, and the spiritual grasses. For the first time, Chen Feng felt another world. "Is this the fairyland?" Someone shouted next to him. The little fat man Luo Fang seemed to be accustomed to this expression of everyone, and laughed: "In our eternal world, this is the fairyland. I had this expression when I first entered here." Chen Feng noticed that not only himself and others, but also other cultivators who came in one after another all had this expression, and they all exclaimed. "The spiritual energy here is three to four times richer than the outside world. That is to say, one day of our practice here is equivalent to three or four days of practice for those casual cultivators outside." Luo Fang said with a smile. When everyone came to their senses, they followed Luo Fang again. After about half an hour, Luo Fang led Chen Feng and others to a mountain. This mountain is dozens of miles in radius and hundreds of feet high. There is a neat path on the mountain covered with trees, leading directly to the top of the mountain. From the middle of the mountain, there are courtyards in groups of three or two. Although they are not very exquisite, they are surrounded by the spiritual clouds around them, and they seem to have a sense of paradise. "This is where you will live in the future." Luo Fang said with a smile.