At the Taoist scripture monument, there were crowds of people, and everyone was excited and eager to try, wanting to break their past records.

Especially after Tan Fen succeeded, people's mood became even stronger, and they all wanted to see if their recent practices have achieved results.

"I'll do it!"

After Tan Fen, another Taoist disciple came forward, but he came to the other side of the Taoist scripture monument, and the spiritual energy in his body roared like a wave.

This person circulated the Taoist scriptures without reservation, and the light of spiritual energy spread out, as if a flame was burning on his body, which was extremely dazzling.

If he wants to test his combat power, he doesn't need to be as time-consuming and laborious as Tan Fen. He just needs to use his own best to attack the Taoist scripture.

The light rain scattered, like petals dancing, the young man showed his strongest blow, accompanied by a roar, his fist was like a meteor, and his sound was deafening, like thunder.

"Hope has made a breakthrough!" The young man retreated, with a look of hope and nervousness on his face, but a long time passed, and the Taoist scriptures had not changed at all, which made his mood suddenly depressed.

Undoubtedly, without the emergence of the Taoist rhyme, his recent achievements in practice have not yet reached a new level, so he has to work harder!

"The Taoist Sutra Monument is divided into three areas, which are ranked by combat power, talent and potential. For example, where I was just now, it is to test the potential of a monk. As for the direction where the person was just now, it is to test the combat power. If a new breakthrough is made, the Taoist Sutra Monument will record the name of the examiner and will also give the examiner the reward of the Taoist rhyme.

"At the same time, the Taoist scripture can recognize the aura of a monk. If the tester makes a new breakthrough, he can get the reward of the Taoist rhyme aura. However, the number of people that the Taoist scripture can test is limited, with only 30,000 places, and each has 10,000 combat power, talent, and potential. The strong are above and the weak are below, and it is clear at a glance!"

Seeing Wuming and Ji Feng’s faces appearing puzzled, Tan Fen answered in detail, which made Wuming and Ji Feng understand quickly. At the same time, they also gained more understanding and understanding of the magical aspects of the Taoist scriptures.

Before this, they all thought that the Taoist scriptures used the same method to test a person's combat power, potential and talent, but after Tan Fen's answer, they realized that it was not the same.

"Let me test my talent!" Someone came forward again. He was a heaven-level disciple. He was not a human, but a demon cultivator transformed from a monster. His strange purple hair was like a jumping purple flame, and his strength was very terrifying.

Taoism has no distinction. Whether it is human cultivation, demon cultivation, or other creatures, Taoism treats it equally. Therefore, among the many disciples of Taoism, many of them are demon cultivation, or other creatures.

"boom!"

The purple-haired demon cultivator was terrifying. He came to the direction of testing his talents, glowed all over his body, and his expression was solemnly activated a combat skill. His blood and energy soared into the sky, and his vast power swept through, causing people to retreat again and again.

The purple-haired demon cultivator practiced a boxing technique, with a demonic temperament and a boundless domineering spirit, like a god of war, opening and closing, and even the blood and energy radiated from the body exploded, almost mad.

This is the Overlord Fist, created by a former overlord, with infinite power and extraordinary power. Just like now, the purple-haired demon cultivator is like crazy, with a crazy aura all over his body, as if he was about to sweep across the three thousand worlds, fight against the nine heavens and ten earths in anger, and the opening and closing of the sky, the fierce wind swept outward, slashing people's skin stings.

"Zilai is worthy of being a heaven-level disciple. In just three months, his Overlord Fisting is so powerful."

"The fist wind is so strong that it looks like a big wave hitting the sky. The overlord is born. This set of overlord fist, Zi Silk is probably already understanding the essence!"

In the end, the aura of the sable became calmer, and the boxing technique was no longer domineering and intimidating, but it was still terrifying. Just now, he was still like a madman, and his boxing technique was like a mountain torrent, destroying the dead and decaying. At this time, it was like a quiet sea, with a qi rolling up the waves of thousands of miles, condensing and grand.

"Good boxing skills!" Wuming praised it, which can break the shackles of combat skills created by his predecessors. Zi Silk's talent is extremely comparable.

It’s like the Overlord Fist he is practicing now that he has completely gotten rid of the shadow of his predecessors, and there is a path he wants to go through. This is no longer the Overlord Fist, but his own boxing technique.

Perhaps, he no longer seems domineering and brave, but it is the most suitable for him. The power he can present will not be presented by the Overlord Fist.

A quarter of an hour later, Zi Silk stood up, her eyes staring at the Taoist scripture monument in front of him, entangled with light, which was intimidating and sharp.

At this time, not only him, but even Wuming and others were looking at the Taoist scripture stele with bright eyes, because the Taoist scripture stele became transparent, and there was a figure practicing the Overlord Fist that Zi Si had just practiced. The domineering and crazy aura made everyone here feel breathing difficulties and seemed to be suffocating.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, auspicious colors came from the sky, sweet springs surged in the ground, golden lotus bloomed in the void, golden lotus bloomed one after another, and shocking strange phenomena appeared, shocking everyone.

The next moment, a Taoist aura like a big dragon appeared and wrapped around the body of the sable. It looked like a real dragon protecting his body, making his already extraordinary face even more extraordinary, with worldly pressure, which is daunting and dare not offend.

At the same time, on the side of the Taoist Jing Monument, the name of the Silk reappeared, like a sun, dazzling and dazzling. It was nearly a hundred feet higher than the height it was before, and it was about to catch up with the names of those people at the top of the Taoist Jing Monument.

"The world of strange phenomena is coming, and the aura of Taoism is like a dragon. Zi Silk is worthy of being a person who is expected to become a saint son. Perhaps he is only one step away, or perhaps he already has the saint son-level combat power."

"The word "talent" is like potential. After all, it is destined to be born and difficult to change the day after tomorrow."

"Nothing is absolute. I can't guarantee talent in this regard, but potential in this regard can definitely be changed. Don't forget the changes in Tan Fen over the years."

"With that being said, there are still too few people in the world who can fight as hard as Tan Fen."

"Yes, it's so few."

Looking at the sable entangled by the Taoist aura, everyone present couldn't help but talk, some envious and some jealous, and everyone looked different.

Listening to the discussions coming from his ears, Wuming and Ji Feng also felt eager to try. They no longer need to detect anything about their own combat power, but they were really curious about their talents and potential.

Before, when Tan Fen answered them, they already knew that combat power, talent and potential could be divided into nine levels, the worst level one level and the best level nine level, and they didn't know which level they belonged to.

"Brother Mu Bai, Brother Qingshan, do you want to experience it?" Tan Fen smiled, his voice with a sense of intrigue.

"Haha, there is no need for Brother Tan Fen to say, I must have some experience." Wuming responded with a smile.

As he was speaking, Ji Feng had already arrived in front of the Taoist scripture monument. The first thing he had detected was his combat power. He punched the Taoist scripture monument and was surprised by everyone on the spot.

Because just when he punched the Taoist scripture stele, the Taoist scripture stele suddenly shone brightly, and the Taoist sounds roared in the void, and a large piece of light rain rose up.

In addition, the light of the flying fairy illuminated, and a fairy singing and dancing appeared around Ji Feng. He was like an immortal king, emitting a shocking fluctuation of blood and blood on his body. At this moment, the vision he caused was actually the legendary flying fairy vision.

"Who is this person? His simple physical combat power has actually reached the eighth level of combat power. This is so terrifying."

"He is Qingshan, one of the contemporary holy sons. You don't know this, the news is too closed."

"So it's the Holy Son. No wonder, it scared me so much that I was sweating in a cold sweat. I thought there was something wrong with the Taoist scripture. Why did I have level 8 combat power? My heart almost stopped scaring me."

Ji Feng appeared and was the only one in the world. Everyone was shocked. However, when people learned about his identity, there was no more shock on their faces, and replaced by awe and awe of the strong.

Soon, an open space appeared about 2,800 feet above the Taoist scripture monument, and Ye Ye was shining, which was where he could leave his name.

Of course, this situation will only happen in the first chapter. If Ji Feng comes here to check again in the future and his combat power is stronger than now, the name he engraved now will automatically increase, and he no longer needs to write down his own name.

"Qingshan, it's great!" I was afraid that Ji Feng would write the wrong name incorrectly, just as Ji Feng's body rose, Wuming's voice also started to sound quickly, scaring Ji Feng to sweat in a cold sweat.

Because he almost forgot this, fortunately Wuming's reminder was timely, otherwise, it would have been a big mess.

When he reached the height of more than 2800 feet, Ji Feng's fingers trembled slightly, accompanied by the rustling of stone chips, he wrote down the word "green mountain". Finally, the sunset shines away, and his name is carved on the Taoist scripture monument.

Before he could absorb the reward given to him by the Taoist scripture Monument - the Daoyun Qi, Ji Feng tested his talent and potential, and was still at level 8, with a faint smile on his lips, and he was arrogant.

Looking at Qingshan's relaxed appearance, people were shocked from the beginning to speechless, because everyone could see that he did not do his best.

Maybe the reason for the detection is just to make a lively look, which makes people feel sad that people are more angry than others. Why is the gap so big?

"Brother Qingshan's combat power, talent and potential are so terrifying. I wonder how terrifying Mu Bai is. I think it's even more terrifying than Qingshan, right?"

Seeing Ji Feng return to Wuming with a proud look on his face, people were extremely excited about Wuming's next performance.
Chapter completed!