Chapter 883 Yin-Yang Disk

our Excellency know my father”The cultivators inside the cave were astonished.Qin Sang could feel a faint gaze watching him unseen. He didn't mind it, and instead asked, "Are you a descendant of Tan D...The figures of the Chen surname cultivator and Fang Ting disappeared outside the main hall.

The people in the palace had different expressions on their faces.

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The Qing Shan man and the other three people shared the same thoughts as the Chen surname cultivator. They were very dissatisfied with Hua Yang Lao Dao's domineering behavior, but seeing the Sect Master compromise and the Chen Senior Uncle being punished for it, none of them dared to speak up anymore.

The new disciples, however, did not yet have a deep affection for Yan Miao Pavilion. Hearing that Huayang Laodao accepted apprentices on behalf of Lan Doumen, they were filled with anticipation.

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These essential items for cultivation, no matter which one, are not comparable to what Yan Miao Pavilion can offer.

Huayang Laodao saw Fang Ting walk out of the main hall and, turning back to look at the others, felt a little disheartened.

His purpose this time was mainly to target Fang Ting, a core disciple like that.

Having failed to win Fang Ting's heart, the chances of anyone else meeting the requirements are extremely slim.

At this moment, Qi Gezhu's voice rang out again, "Fellow Daoist Huayang, time is of the essence, let's begin the test. Qi has long wanted to see for myself the might of Yin Yang Pan, the renowned artifact of the Yin Yang lineage."

"Set up the formation."

Huayang Lao Dao instructed his disciple, then took out a round bronze disc from his mustard seed bag.

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The copper plate was slightly larger than an adult's hand. The base and edges emitted a bronze sheen, and it was engraved with intricate, strange runes.

...However, inside the copper basin was a yin-yang double fish pattern in black and white. The pattern seemed not to be fixed, constantly rotating slowly, giving one a dizzying feeling at first glance, as if the soul was about to be sucked in.

Huayang Laodao took out the Yin-Yang Disk and, hearing Qige's words, let out a wry smile. "I am ashamed! The Yin-Yang Disk is merely an auxiliary magic treasure, and even then, it is incomplete. Its power pales in comparison to your sect's prized possession, the Shuiyan Screen."

“Huayang Daoist friend, why be so modest Although our Shuiyan Screen is quite good, how can it compare to the few treasures of the Yin Yang lineage Even this Yin Yang Disk is certainly not as simple as you say. These new disciples' cultivation is only in the Qi Refining period, would it be alright to let them enter the Yin Yang Disk and won’t anything happen”

The voice of Lord Qi was heavy with gravity.

"Don't worry, friend!"

Huayang Laodao was confident, pointing to the busy young boys. “I will only unleash a small portion of my power, and with the calming formation in place, they won’t be lost in the Yin-Yang disk. Not only will it not harm them, but if they have good comprehension, they can even increase their mental fortitude through this.”

Qi Gezhu chuckled softly, "Then Qi will take his leave of Daoist Huayang first."

While the two were talking, the boy attendant was busy in the center of the main hall.

Streams of light flew from his palm and landed on the ground.

Soon, an extraordinarily complex spirit formation gradually took shape. A faint milky-white aura emanated from the formation, spreading outward in all directions.

A sudden gasp of admiration echoed through the hall.

Bathed in a halo of light, the new disciples unknowingly fell into a trance, their faces showing extreme relaxation, and their hearts experiencing an unprecedented sense of peace.

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"Go!"

Huayang Lao Dao smiled faintly, launched the yin-yang disk into the center of the formation, and then shouted in a low voice, waking the intoxicated people, "Go to the spirit formation and sit still..."

A crowd surged into the spirit formation, vying to be the first.

With a flash of his eyes, he also swept across the ranks and found a spot to sit down.

"Concentrate deeply, and it's impossible for a single thought to intrude! No matter what you see later, don't be afraid. With the protection of the calming array, it won't harm you in any way. Remember, you only have one incense stick's worth of time. You must give it your all and capture everything you see..."

The voice of Huayang Laodao came in, but the last part of his words left people bewildered.

Then, Huayang Lao Dao's face darkened, and he pointed to the Yin-Yang disk.

With a buzzing sound, the yin-yang diagram in the center of the yin-yang disk spun rapidly. The two streams of yin and yang energy swirled faster and faster, finally transforming into two beams of light, black and white, which shot abruptly into the large formation. Just as they were about to touch the new disciple, they softened and became gentle.

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The next moment, black and white energy blended together, transforming into a gray cloud. The figures of the new disciples were enveloped by the gray mist, appearing and disappearing indistinctly.

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After that, the main hall fell silent again.

Huayang Laodao simultaneously manipulated the spirit array and the yin-yang disk, observing the new disciples, awaiting the results.

At this time, the incarnation seemed to have fallen into a boundless expanse of white mist.

He became wary, most concerned about the state of the Sky-Eyed Butterfly. It was also enveloped by the Yin-Yang Disk's power. If it was forced to reveal itself, it would be in grave danger.

"Well, Huayang Laodao was worried about harming these new disciples, so he only activated a small portion of this magical artifact's power. It wasn't enough to affect the Tianmu Butterfly..."

Calm the body and mind, begin to observe the surroundings.

Now he was like a lost soul, drifting through the void. Below him stretched an empty expanse, no solid ground to be seen. All around him, a faint white mist enveloped everything.

"...Grab what you see..."

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As the avatar recalled what the old Daoist from Huayang had said, his heart stirred. He reached out and grasped a ball of white air.

As he spread his hands, the white vapor vanished for no reason. This shows that the surroundings were not real objects but illusions.

At a glance, everything is illusory.

This is the true meaning of being with no way to ascend to heaven and nowhere to descend to earth.

He didn't show any trace of anxiety on his face. He slowly turned his gaze, taking in everything around him. Gradually, he seemed to understand something.

If it were a Qi Refinement stage cultivator facing this situation, they would naturally be helpless and could only wait for Old Dao Hua Yang to remove the Yin-Yang Disk.

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But although his avatar was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining, he possessed the vision of a Core Formation cultivator.

Huayang Laodao's cultivation level is only comparable to that of his true body.

With only a small portion of the magic treasure's power being activated, and it being an illusion, it's impossible for the avatar to be ensnared.

"Things The only physical thing in here is the Yin-Yang energy of the Yin-Yang Disk!"

The avatar understood the essence of this test. "Low-level cultivators lack the ability to see through illusions. If they search aimlessly in a vast space, they are unlikely to grasp the yin-yang qi. Only those with an innate sensitivity to yin-yang qi can, after their senses are obscured, find its location through a mysterious feeling. The requirements for the yin-yang lineage are indeed harsh..."

Having figured out the reason, he donned an air of composure. Standing motionless in mid-air, his eyes were half-closed as he carefully sensed the ebb and flow of the white qi.

In a short while, the transformed body's face lit up with joy. Its eyes suddenly opened and it darted off in a specific direction.

Beyond the spirit formation.

The main hall was deathly silent, time passing slowly. In a short while, more than half an incense stick's worth of time had passed.

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The disciples in the Spirit Formation each had different expressions, some anxious, some helpless, but still no one had woken up.

Huayang Laodao stared at the young man with three spiritual roots, placing some hope on him. However, seeing his panicked appearance, he shook his head and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

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