Seeing that Mu Qingluan had made up his mind, Venerable Feng couldn't continue to stop him.

The two of them entered Luoshenjian like this.

The environment in Luoshenjian is beautiful, but it also hides natural murderous intent. Lin Yi has destroyed the murderous intent, and the rest is a Feng Shui treasure land suitable for people to live in.

The entire area is divided into four areas, one of which is the trial field entered by Venerable Feng and Mu Qingluan.

As soon as I stepped into the Luoshen Stream, the mountains and fields with flowers bloomed in a blink of an eye and turned into a long and narrow stone staircase.

There was a trace of burnt smell in the air, and the sides were blocked by dark rocks. Below was a bottomless abyss, with only orange-yellow flames floating near the stone stairs.

Venerable Feng tried to rise up against the air, and the pressure of Dou Sheng immediately pressed him to the ground.

Mu Qingluan hurried up to help her teacher up, "Teacher."

"I'm fine. It seems that this space should be a small world established by the Piaomiao Saint, and it cannot fly in the air here."

After figuring out that he could not cheat, Venerable Feng took his disciple to the stone stairs.

The winding stone staircase leads to the distance where there is no end, and the soul power is also suppressed within three meters in this space.

Walking on the stone stairs, Venerable Feng seemed very difficult. He was at the peak of the Four-Star Dou Zun, but was under pressure from the Five-Star Dou Zun.

Mu Qingluan is different. She is the Douhuang, and the pressure at the Douhuang level is nothing to her.

After moving forward about seven hundred steps of stone stairs, the two finally arrived at the destination of the trip.

That is, the test set by Lin Yi under the evil taste.

The entire space is about the size of a basketball court, with steel plates paved with walls and floors, and a beautiful chandelier hanging on the top.

The candlelight sways on the lamp, bringing light to people.

The strange thing is the granite stone platform in front of it. The stone platform has complex patterns on all sides, which looks like a stare looking directly at the two.

The center of the eyeball is inlaid with dark black gems, which you can tell at a glance that it is of great value.

After Master Feng found no abnormalities on both sides, he walked directly to the stone platform. There was a black cloth on the square stone platform.

"It seems that the saint wants us to lift this black cloth."

Just as Venerable Feng was about to raise his hand, he found that his arms were extremely heavy, and it seemed very difficult to even move his fingers.

He was desperately resisting the strange energy, and from Mu Qingluan's perspective, he stood there blankly.

The latter also walked up to him, pinching a corner of the black cloth easily and lifting it up.

The pressure on Venerable Feng suddenly dropped and he also regained control of his arms.

He stared at the crystal ball on the stone platform in a daze. After a few seconds, he looked at Mu Qingluan with great satisfaction, and had taught a potential apprentice.

In fact, the conditions for lifting the black cloth are very simple, as long as it is a young woman.

Venerable Feng is already hundreds of years old and is still an old man...

"Teacher, what should I do now?"

Mu Qingluan looked at the dark blue crystal ball reflecting her pretty face, guessing that it was a test, but her hands were uncontrollably pressed on the surface of the crystal ball.

[Question 1: Do you think you are beautiful?]

A line of golden words appeared in the air.

The proud daughter of heaven, also the senior sister of Xingyun Pavilion, is highly regarded and can understand that she is arrogant.

Mu Qingluan replied without thinking: "Beautiful."

【The answer is wrong, please re-answer.】

What is this problem? Mu Qingluan couldn't understand the temper of the Piaomiao saint. She gritted her teeth and replied, "I'm not beautiful!"

【Response is correct.】

[Question 2: How do you think of your talent?]

Mu Qingluan replied in a deep voice: "I know that I am stupid. Fortunately, I have outstanding talents and are valued by my teachers. I feel that I am excellent in talent."

【The answer is wrong, please re-answer.】

Mu Qingluan stomped her feet, and after her expression slowed down three or four times, she replied weakly: "I feel that I have extremely poor talent and have no slight understanding."

【Response is correct.】

[Question 3: Will you accept a meeting request from an ugly person who has no talent for cultivation?]

"I……"

After thinking seriously for a while, Mu Qingluan said frustratedly: "No."

【The answer is wrong, please re-answer.】

Looking at the golden words, Mu Qingluan, who was lost, suddenly regained her fighting spirit, "Teacher, I understand."

【The answer is wrong, please re-answer.】

Venerable Feng's eyes were filled with hope, "Come on, it doesn't matter if you fail."

With the encouragement of his mentor, Mu Qingluan replied vigorously towards the golden big words: "I can!"

Click.

A crack appeared on the surface of the crystal ball. Mu Qingluan subconsciously took a step back, and the originally intact crystal ball cracked directly.

The blue light ball emerged from the crack and said, "Hello, a lady who lies."

"You're just lying!" Mu Qingluan looked at the light group vigilantly. After all, she could not sense the other party's strength.

Either this light ball is stronger than itself, or it is so weak that it is desolate.

The light ball seemed to be able to read what Mu Qingluan thought, and directly spoke: "Miss who has been lying, is the master's creation below, which is indeed stronger than you!"

"How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Because I am the incarnation of lies, the elf who was given the name of the hypocritical mask by my master!"

The light on the surface of the light ball dissipated, and a white mask appeared in front of the two of them.

The mask continued dryly: "There is only one customs clearance here, that is, wear me on your face."

A hint of disgust flashed in Mu Qingluan's eyes.

It is better to say it is a mask than a mask. Because it is a mask without any holes.

In other words, after wearing it, your eyes cannot see objects, your mouth cannot eat, and your nose cannot breathe, which is a complete suicide weapon.

"You say you are the embodiment of lies, and I won't believe what you say."

Venerable Feng, who had been playing soy sauce for a long time, suddenly waved a wind blade that compressed the fighting spirit.

The mask hurriedly avoided it, but its speed was not fast, so it could only forcefully take the Wind Blade with its body.

A black thin line appeared in the center of gravity of the mask. The next second, it was divided into two parts and fell on the stone platform and smashed.

"Teacher, how can we pass the test if you ruin it?"

Venerable Feng said confidently: "The ten sentences of this mask are adulterated in ten sentences. Which sentence do you think is true?

It said that it was better than you, but in fact it couldn't even catch a wind blade from me. It said that the pass was to wear it, do you believe it?

Don't be stupid, I think the conditions for clearance should be..."

Before they finished speaking, everything around them turned into bubbles. The two of them looked forward and saw that they had seen a field full of flowers before.

"It seems that the test has been passed."

"It's still awesome teacher. I thought that the test of Saint Piaomiao would be very difficult, but I didn't expect it to be so simple." Mu Qingluan looked at Venerable Feng happily.

"Yes, I think it's very simple, too."

Mu Qingluan's face turned pale, her eyes were filled with horror, and her body was stiff.

And Venerable Feng's face was covered with a white mask.

I can't see clearly what kind of expression he is now.
Chapter completed!