Qin Tiexin took Divine Sense away from Jade Slip and went through it in his mind with his eyes closed.
There are many things to do.
As for the written test, when I get back, I will dig out the Divine Sense training Jade Slip given by True Person Zhou Heng and use it together with the question bank given by Chen Xi. There are still about twenty days until the written test, so Divine Sense training and question recitation must be advanced simultaneously.
The matter of Foundation Establishment cannot be delayed. The status of Peak of Qi Refining has been stuck for several days. The nine Primordial Qi Vortex in Dantian are getting fuller and fuller. If it is delayed any longer, it will naturally overflow. The more strength you have, the more protection you will have., you have to take the time to explore the Five Elements Spirit Vein node outside the city to see if it is suitable for setting up the Foundation Establishment array, or buy some Five Elements Spirit Stone. You can also arrange it yourself, but you have to rent a Seclusion Chamber.
Demon Beast has left the flesh and blood matters to Chen Xi, so there is no need to worry about it for the time being.
As for the Buddhist martial arts, Arhat Fist and Prajna Palm are already proficient, but Lion's Roar's restraint is still a problem. You have to spend time thinking about how to focus the sound wave to the front. You can't stop the leg technique every day, and the flexibility of Heavy Savage Chop also needs to be improved. As for other martial arts, you will have to see if there are any suitable for you. There are really few coping methods.
Arts Trial To prepare for the weapon refining, you must go to the weapon refining shop in advance to practice with your hands to see how far one hand can be trained.
Time is tight.
Just when Qin Tiexin was thinking about how to arrange his itinerary after returning, the jade piece in his hand suddenly lit up. A soft cyan light emerged from Spirit Rune on the surface of the jade piece and flashed twice.
It's the forty-seventh.
Qin Tiexin stood up, put Jade Slip in his arms, held the iron rod in his left hand, and walked towards the stairs on the second floor.
Standing at the entrance of the stairs was a monk wearing Star Selection Bureau uniform, with a cultivation level of Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, holding a book in his hand. The man looked at the jade tablet in Qin Tiexin's hand, then looked at the number registered in the book, nodded, and reached out to take the jade tablet away.
"No. 47, go in. The empty table is right there."
The second floor is much more spacious than the first floor, and the decoration is more elegant. The floor is paved with polished sapphire bricks, several landscape paintings are hung on the walls, and fluorite chandeliers are hung on the beams. The light is much brighter than the first floor. There are four semi-curved stone tables in the hall, and a clerk is sitting behind each table. There are people in front of the three tables, and they are going through the registration procedures. Qin Tiexin walked towards the empty table on the far right.
Behind the stage was a female cultivator named Foundation Establishment Early Stage, who looked to be in her early twenties. She was wearing a light blue Star Selection Bureau robe with a copper badge on her collar. When she saw Qin Tiexin walking over, a standard smile appeared on her face. Everyone who came here came to sign up for Star Selection, so there was no difference.
"Identity Jade Tag."
Qin Tiexin handed over the jade token. The female cultivator took it and placed it in the center of a palm-sized Spirit Rune Array plate on the table in front of her. The array plate lit up, with a circle of green light. The female cultivator lowered her head and glanced at the direction of Spirit Rune on the array plate, confirming that there was no problem, that the number of participations had not been exceeded, and that it had not entered the blacklist.
"Please stand on the stage at the back."
Qin Tiexin took a step back and stepped on a three-foot-square bluestone pedestal. A circle of light golden sensors Spirit Rune was embedded on the edge of the pedestal. After he stood on it, Spirit Rune lit up. A soft blue light swept from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and then from head to feet. In front of the pedestal stood a translucent aura display panel, and the light stopped in the middle of the column "Foundation Establishment/Qi and Blood".
"Middle Stage of the Qi and Blood Realm, no problem." The female nun made a note in the register.
She took out a palm-sized bronze mirror Law Artifact from the drawer, and stuck the identity jade plate of Qin Tiexin on the back of the mirror. The bronze mirror lit up, and a very faint light pattern appeared on the jade plate, and then disappeared into the jade plate again. The female cultivator picked up the jade plate and handed it back.
"Okay, the registration is successful. Your number is 2135. Arrive at Morning Star Training Ground before ten days to take the written test. Those who do not arrive will be deemed to have given up. Star Selection. Next."
Qin Tiexin took the jade token, made a Buddhist salute with one hand raised up, turned around and walked towards the stairs.
No. 2135. He remembered what Chen Xi said that there might be more than 2,000 monks participating this year. Since his number had already reached 2,000, Chen Xi's estimate was still conservative.
The formalities were completed faster than expected. Qin Tiexin walked down the stairs, thinking as he went.
It's still early, so when you go back, you can go to the Rogue Cultivator stalls and see if there is anything you need. If not, go back to the courtyard early to memorize the questions, and then take out the Jade Slip of True Person Zhou Heng to study the Divine Sense method.
Just as he stepped off the last step, there was a sudden movement at the door.
The voice of a Star Selection Bureau clerk sounded a little impatient and helpless.
"Where did this little monk come from? Where is your master? You can't run around here--"
Qin Tiexin somehow raised his eyes and looked over.
There was a figure standing at the door, a young novice monk of five or six years old, standing under the tall door frame of the Star Selection Bureau.
He was wearing a gray monk's robe, which was obviously several sizes too big. The cuffs were rolled up several times before his hands were exposed, and the hem dragged on the ground and frayed. The fabric was washed white, with a few patches scattered on it, and the stitching was crooked, as if it was sewn by a child. His face was also a little dirty, and there was dust on his forehead and chin, as if it was old marks left on the skin that had not been washed clean a few times before.
There is no ring scar on the little novice monk's head, and the stubble has grown out and is black.
The ground was close to his scalp, about the length of a finger. He stood at the door, twisting the hem of the monk's robe with both hands. His eyes were big, like two freshly washed black grapes, which were a bit too bright.
little monk
But that look was blank.
The clerk was still asking questions, but the little novice monk ignored him. He stood at the door, his head turning slowly, as if he was looking for someone, and as if he was not sure whether he should come in. His eyes swept from the crowd on the left to the right, from the monks sitting on the ground to the people on the benches by the wall. He scanned around and found nothing.
Then his eyes turned to the stairs.
He met Qin Tiexin's eyes.
Time seemed to be stopped by something for a moment.
The little novice monk's expression froze. In those big and bright eyes, the confusion was broken layer by layer, revealing what was surging underneath. First he was stunned, his mouth opened slightly, and his brows furrowed. Then he was shocked, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something completely unbelievable. Then there was some emotion that Qin Tiexin couldn't explain, as if someone pushed hard on his chest and overthrew all the things he had saved.
The little novice's eyes were filled with tears in a very short period of time. The tears piled up on the edge of his eyes and were about to fall, turning his eyes into a pair of black pebbles submerged in the water.
"Master... senior brother..."
The sound was very small, as if something was stuck in the throat and it took two squeezes to squeeze it out.
Then he moved.
He threw away the civil servant next to him who was still talking, and jumped up with his feet on the smooth sapphire tile floor. The overly large monk's robe swayed around him, and the sleeves floated back like two small flags. He ran very fast, stumbled, and stepped on the edge of the hem. He stumbled, staggered forward two steps and almost fell, but he didn't even hold him up, and rushed forward again before he could stand firm.
While running, crying and shouting.
"Senior brother—Senior brother, I have found you—"