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He was the Vice Pavilion Master of the Yellow Pavilion, the Pavilion Master of the Yellow Pavilion Elder Pavilion — Lin Zhengtian. He was also the one who suggested the start of the battle as per usual.

Black and white were the third-rate elders of the Xuanyuan Pavilion. Pure black were the second-rate elders of the Xuanyuan Pavilion. Pure white were the first-rate elders of the Xuanyuan Pavilion.

As if he had felt Qin Rufeng's gaze, Lin Zhengtian also turned to look in Qin Rufeng's direction. However, he withdrew his gaze just in time and did not attract Lin Zhengtian's attention.

"Am I hallucinating?" Lin Zhengying muttered to himself.

His mouth, however, did not bother him at all as mystical Qi gushed into his throat and a wave of sound gushed out from his mouth. "Please measure the foundation spirit stone!"

Following which, he made a mysterious hand seal with both hands and pressed it hard onto the ground. Upon contact with Lin Zhengtian's palm, countless cracks appeared on the ground and small pillars as thick as an arm shot out from the ground.

A total of twenty-three pillars corresponded to twenty-three Elders, and each pillar was more than ten feet tall.

Soon after, Lin Zhengtian saw twenty-three pillars standing on top of the battling platform, and he shouted, "Xuanyuan Pavilion! Yellow Pavilion's twenty-three Elders, listen up! Each of you can use a measuring spirit stone to test the strength of your new disciples!

The competition for the new disciples of the Yellow Pavilion of the Xuan Yuan Pavilion had officially begun.

Next was the beginning of the competition — the audition.

Please assign the twenty-three elders to take charge of each of the twenty-three Foundation Stones. The new disciples would sit in a row with their seats placed horizontally. A total of twenty-three groups would go to the front to test their current cultivation level.

Please rest assured, my disciple. Only Elder Xuanyuan is aware of the results of this exam and it will not be made public. It will protect the privacy of one's cultivation.

so that in the next stage of the competition, your opponents can be divided according to your strengths. "

Then he paused and said, "The second row, please come to the first measuring spirit stone.

In the third row, please come to the second spirit stone.

… …

"Let's begin."

In an instant, the entire martial arena was once again thrown into turmoil. Everyone wanted to test their own cultivation base in the way of the profound, as well as their own foundations.

Qin Rufeng fell into deep thought.

A foundation testing stone is a type of spirit stone that informs one's cultivation level and aptitude.

This kind of spirit stone would determine your cultivation level based on the thickness of the mystical Qi you infused and the purity of your mystical Qi. Therefore, it was not impossible to conceal your cultivation level as he was considering whether or not to expose his own cultivation level.

One was to remain low-key while the other was to stand out.

"Hey!" "Brother, it's your turn." A fatty on the side pointed at Qin Rufeng and reminded him.

"Oh!" So fast, thanks! " Only now did Qin Rufeng realize that he was sitting on the edge of the row.

Qin Ru walked over to his row of corresponding measuring spirit stones. Looking at the goatee elder beside the measuring spirit stones, she first greeted him, "Greetings, elder."

Then he slowly raised his left hand. He sent out the profound energy from his profound acupoints, passed through his meridians, and sent it to the palm of his left hand. He slowly condensed the profound energy in his body and slowly formed a spinning cyclone in his palm.

Qin Rufeng slowly pressed the air whirl in his palm against the stone.

It was as if he was completely naked right now, standing in front of more people. Everyone could see through him, but this feeling did not last for very long.

After that, Qin Rufeng withdrew his left hand. Looking at the reaction of the stone, the elder nodded slightly and said, "Very good. Although a person with a cultivation at the sixth level of the Mysterious Foundation Stage is not outstanding, his talent is still impressive. Continue to work hard. You have the chance to be promoted to a disciple of the Xuan Pavilion. Go and call the next person over. "

However, the old beggar on the ancient tree branch stopped eating his chicken during the test. He placed the wine jug to the side and watched Qin Rufeng, who had returned to his seat, with great interest.

"To be able to condense profound energy into a profound acupoint in one's palm, it seems like this little fellow is that young man that the old fogey Baili spoke of. Looks like the black-clothed madman who has disturbed this trial ground is also without a doubt you!"

First, he laughed, and then said to himself: "This little guy already has a high profile in the Ancient Profound Desolate Lands's trial ground, why is he still trying to hide his strength when it's time to compete in the Pavilion disciples' competition?

You really think that no one knows you, that's all you do. "Let me first ask if this old man agrees."

Then, the old beggar became more playful as he plucked a whole leaf from the ancient tree beside him.

He dipped his finger that was covered in mud and oil into the wine jug and stirred it twice, causing a few drops of wine to drip onto the leaves.

The most amazing thing was that the previously disorderly patterns on the leaves started to become regular. On closer look, it was actually a few words, but he did not know what they were written on.

The old beggar shook his head and looked at the words on the leaf, before revealing a mischievous smile. He then threw the leaf far away without a care in the world. The leaf first swayed in the wind, then disappeared into thin air in the blink of an eye without a trace. No one knew where it had gone to.

The old beggar had already put down his roasted chicken and gourd filled with wine. He leaned against a tree and started snoring loudly, as if he was resting after having eaten his fill.

While Qin Rufeng was in the middle of celebrating the fact that he had hidden his cultivation and that he hadn't been discovered by the stone, an old beggar from an unknown place on the ancient tree in the distance had already set his sights on him.

If Qin Rufeng knew that he was still discovered by others even after all that had happened, it was unknown whether he would be crying or laughing.

It wasn't as if Qin Rufeng had no reason to hide his own cultivation. The moment he revealed his cultivation, not to mention the fact that all the helpers in Xuanyuan Pavilion would be paying attention to him, Qin Rufeng would have no other choice.

His identity in the Ancient Xuan Wastelands would definitely be exposed. One must know that he had made quite a few enemies in the Ancient Xuan Wastelands' trial grounds. In the Ancient Xuan Wastelands, only competitors would dare to chase after him.

However, things were different now. They had already entered the Xuanyuan Pavilion. If their cultivation were to be exposed now, wouldn't that mean they were crossing rats and everyone was shouting for them to beat them?

Right now, his only goal was to enter the treasury in the Ancient Xuan Wasteland and awaken Xiao Jiu's sword spirit. Once again, he would enter the Land of Nine Yin and absorb the Yin Qi, so that even if his identity was exposed, he would still have a trump card to protect himself.

He was a complete madman, but he was not a fool. He would absolutely not draw fire for others and become the stepping stone for others.