I, my cultivation of immortality started from a mortal

They were asked to sit cross-legged on the futon and contemplate the murals.

Lin Yi randomly chose a futon to sit on, and after Lin Yi sat down.

Hua Qingfeng and others said: "Senior Brother Lin, we are sitting around you. Although we cannot take action here, we may not be able to attack those despicable and shameless people."

"I would rather pay the price with my life than take action against you, Senior Brother Lin."

You don’t need to think about it to know who you are alluding to.

Jun Wudao and the others dared not speak out in anger.

At this time, a figure came and said, "It is forbidden to make any noise in the cave. In consideration of the first offender, the second trial time will be shortened by half. If the next offender commits the crime again, he will be executed directly. Others must take this as a warning."

"Don't make any noise in the cave, otherwise you won't have a chance to repent."

Indeed, if everyone makes loud noises here and deliberately interferes with other monks' enlightenment, how can this trial proceed?

The second trial is different from the others in that it must not be disturbed at all.

Enlightenment requires concentration and concentration, and all efforts must be devoted to it. If there is any interference, all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Hua Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Thank you, senior, for forgiving me. I will remember my senior's words and will never dare to speak out again."

Jun Wudao was a little gloating at this time, but it was a pity that he was not executed directly.

Soon, all the monks sat cross-legged on the futon.

The second trial has begun, and time is limited, so there is no need to waste any more time.

Lin Yi looked at the murals on the stone wall and kept observing them.

But what is this to be understood?

Can you understand the skills from the murals?

Or does the mural have other profound meanings?

Lin Yi looked at the murals one after another, but had no clue.

Since all the murals couldn't be discerned, Lin Yi focused on one painting.

Find a breakthrough in a painting and sink your mind into it.

At this time, the two mecha puppets were seen again.

One of them said: "The disciple just now has a good talent. If he can enter the second level, there shouldn't be much problem in getting started."

The mecha puppet shook its head.

Another mecha puppet said: "Huh, it's good that I didn't kill him. There is corpse energy in him. The master hates the monks the most."

"Forget it, now he has been deposed and received the fate he deserved."

"Which of the monks here do you think can pass the second test?"

The two of them looked at the disciples who were meditating from a distance.

Said: "It goes without saying that the boy named Lin will definitely be able to pass. His understanding is not bad. In addition, the one hundred lashes are not only effective on the physical body. His understanding must have been improved, and the probability of passing is even greater. .”

"It's just that this is hard to say. We have seen so many talented disciples before that they all failed in the second trial."

"If you don't find the direction, no matter how good your understanding is, you won't be able to succeed."

"As for the other disciples, the one named Jun Wudao is reluctant. I wonder if he can get started?"

"I think other disciples still have a chance. It just depends on whether they can find a direction."

At this time, Lin Yi stared at a painting without blinking.

He fell into a sluggish state, wondering what he thought was wrong with Lin Yi.

But at this time, Lin Yi's mind came to an unknown place.

Where is this place?

Lin Yi kept asking himself.

It seemed like a sect, but it didn't look like it, because when he appeared here.

There were many monks around him, but these monks treated him as if he were transparent and ignored him at all.

Lin Yi wanted to say hello, but no one paid any attention.

Is this the world of your own fantasy?

These people are imaginary and do not exist in reality. Of course, they cannot be seen.

But how could he imagine such a world? He had never seen these people before, and how could he conjure up their appearance.

Suddenly, Lin Yi seemed to remember something. Wasn't he doing a trial?

Why are you here?

Before, I had been staring at a mural and observing it. Maybe my mind was immersed in this mural.

There is a different world in the murals.

Lin Yi looked at these monks and felt that each of them was very powerful, and he was definitely not able to compete with them.

A monk said: "Senior Brother Cheng, today is the day for the elders' drill. During this period, I have fallen into a bottleneck. Why can't I break through?"

"Junior Brother Feng, I believe that with your talent, you can definitely go the furthest in the art of weapon refining."

This is a sect that focuses on refining weapons. Lin Yi quickly understood the reason through their words.

Not long after, an old man appeared in the venue.

The whole place fell silent and looked at the old man.

The old man said: "There are new disciples coming today. I will explain it to you from the first step."

After the old man said this, the disciples present looked at each other in shock.

New disciple?

I don’t know any of these people. Where are the new disciples?

But no disciple dared to speak out. Since the elder said that new disciples have joined, it means that new disciples have joined.

Or the new disciple may be placed in another position to listen to the elder's explanation.

The old man continued: "If you can reach the ultimate level in refining weapons, you can reach the top."

"I believe you have heard of that legend. What I want to tell you is that it is not a legend, but a real existence. Each of you here has unparalleled talents in the art of weapon refining."

"As long as you persist, don't give up, and have firm faith, I believe that one day, someone among you will reach the top."

"And if you want to reach the pinnacle of the weapon refining process, currently the puppet refining process is one of the best ways."

"Our sect is also famous for refining puppets."

"If you want to refine a puppet, you must start with the simplest weapon refining. Now I will demonstrate it for you, although you are already very familiar with it."

“But no matter what level you reach, the most basic ones can never be abandoned.”

With that said, the old man started the simplest introduction to weapon refining.

After the introduction, the process of refining the weapon was explained, as well as precautions, which ones were key and which ones should not be ignored.

Very detailed.

Lin Yi seemed to be immersed in the scene, coming into contact with a weapon refining process that he had never touched before.

How could Lin Yi miss such an excellent opportunity? He listened intently to the old man's explanation and kept it in mind.

After the old man finished speaking, he said: "If you want to achieve the best quality when refining a weapon, in addition to the monk's talent for refining, good weapon refining techniques are also indispensable."

"This is where our sect can refine treasures of excellent quality."

"You all present here are all our sect's geniuses, and everyone has already practiced that technique."

"Nine Chapters of Armor Refining"

"Now let me explain..."