Yang Ran bowed to Dou Demeng and said proudly: "Disciple is willing to dedicate "Sword of Heaven's Destruction Technique" to the sect. However, I hope that "Sword of Heaven's Destruction Technique" can be passed on to the children of my Yang family. At the same time, I hope that the sect can

Give the disciple a spiritual level of superior internal strength, mental skills, and martial arts so that the disciple can pass them on to the Yang family's children."

After all, the Yang family has been kind to Yang Ran and Yang Ran's father. After cleaning up the Yang family, the remaining people have no evil intentions, so it is time to give them something in return.

Dou Demeng agreed: "No problem!"

Even though the sword scripture "Sword of Heavenly Sword Cuts Gods" is incomplete, it is far more powerful than the master of Tianjian Peak's Zhenfeng Swordsmanship, Demon-Destroying Fufeng Sword. Yang Ran contributed a lot to the Biyun Sect by dedicating it to the Biyun Sect.

In the outside world, even the royal family is very excited about spiritual level internal energy, but for the Biyun Sect, it is commonplace, and there is no problem in giving it to the Yang family.

The Biyun Sect has always been generous with rewards for its disciples who have made great contributions. It is precisely because of this that their disciples will enthusiastically contribute to the sect.

Yang Ran said: "Thank you, Sect Master!"

Dou Demeng waved his hand and a piece of paper flew into Yang Ran's hand: "Ten days later, it will be the time for this year's true disciple trial. You must also participate in this true disciple trial. Go back and be prepared. This

This is the content of this trial."

Yang Ran took the piece of paper, bowed and stepped back: "Yes!"

In a stone house halfway up Tianxuan Peak.

"This true disciple's trial is so difficult." Yang Ran took out the piece of paper recording the trial content and looked at it carefully, frowning slightly.

This time, the trial of the Biyun Sect's true disciples was to go to the northwest desert to eradicate a cult organization called the Yin Demon Cult.

The Yin Demon Cult has more than 5,000 followers in the northwest, and its leader is also a peerless expert at the third level of the Ancient Spirit Realm.

The eight great protectors in the sect are all masters of the second level of the Ancestor Realm.

In the northwest desert, there are powerful families, and no one dares to offend them.

The evil cult dominates the northwest desert, bullying men and women, and even using boys and girls to practice evil arts.

After being detected by the Biyun Sect's spies, he was identified as a target for eradication. By the way, he was also regarded as a trial target for the Biyun Sect's true disciples.

After this period of training, Yang Ran has a solid foundation. He doesn't know what his chances of winning are against a peerless master of the third level of the ancestor spirit realm.

Not to mention that there are so many followers of the Yin Demon Cult, it is really difficult to destroy this cult among countless masters.

"Is Junior Brother Yang here?" At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

Yang Ran opened the door, and a Biyun Sect disciple stood outside holding two secret books.

As soon as the disciple saw Yang Ran, he immediately smiled and said, "Junior Brother Yang, these are the two low-level secret books of the spiritual level that the sect master asked me to bring."

Yang Ran took the two secret books and said with a smile: "Thank you, senior brother."

The disciple turned and left.

Yang Ran then picked up the two secret books and looked at them carefully. The two secret books were "Minghuo Gong", a low-level spiritual level internal skill, and "Minghuo Palm", a low-level spiritual level martial art.

Yang Ran's eyes flashed with joy. If the Yang family possessed this internal strength and martial arts, they would be able to develop into a first-class wealthy family in the Han Dynasty in the future.

Low-level spiritual skills and low-level spiritual martial arts are treasures that are hard to find.

Yang Ran only briefly read about the internal skills, mental methods and martial arts, but did not practice the internal skills and martial arts.

The Demon-Driving Fufeng Sword, the Heavenly Sword Cutting God Technique, the Nine-nine Return to One Technique, and the Starry Sky Wisdom and Spirit Sutra that he practiced are all peerless miraculous techniques, far superior to these two low-level martial arts at the spiritual level.

Naturally, he would not abandon the basics and waste time practicing "Minghuo Gong".

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Hua Shixian rushed in with a hint of fragrance, and asked anxiously: "Junior brother, I heard that you were summoned by the sect master and asked you to participate in the trial of the true disciple. This

Is it true?"

Yang Ran nodded: "Sister, this is true."

Hua Shixian raised her eyebrows and said hurriedly: "Generally, only disciples at the second level of the Xianling Realm will accept such trials as true disciples. The task is extremely difficult. With your current level of cultivation, you should accept the true disciples."

The disciple's trial is very dangerous, you should go to the sect master and refuse this trial."

Yang Ran smiled softly, flicked his fingers, and a powerful puppet talisman burned out of thin air, turning into a powerful puppet and appeared in front of him: "Sister, don't worry, I have this disease!"

Hua Shixian raised her eyebrows and asked curiously: "What's the use of this?"

Yang Ran smiled mysteriously and strode outside: "Follow me!!"

Hua Shixian smiled, her heart was itching unbearably, and she followed him: "You can still tell the truth."

Yang Ran pointed towards a forest in the distance and shouted in a deep voice: "Go! Completely destroy that forest."

The powerful puppet accepted the order, flashed, turned into a stream of light, and galloped towards the woods with a cold sound that broke through the air.

After a few ups and downs, it arrived in the woods. It waved its huge fist and hit the trees like a meteor. The huge power burst out instantly, breaking each big tree in half.

Hua Shixian looked at the actions of the powerful puppet, with a flash of horror in her eyes: "Such a fast speed, such a big power, when did the powerful puppet possess such power and speed?"

I have also played with the powerful puppet Fuhua Shixian. Although those powerful puppets have a hard body and huge strength, they can only move at the speed of ordinary people and cannot be compared with warriors.

The comprehensive strength of this powerful puppet is probably comparable to the masters of the Great Perfection of the Later Spiritual Realm. Especially its characteristic of not fearing death makes even the masters of the Ancient Spiritual Realm find it difficult.

Hua Shixian stared at Yang Ran with burning eyes and asked curiously: "This is a special powerful puppet talisman? Yang Ran, where did you get it?"

Special-grade talismans are extremely difficult to draw. Even if a talisman master draws an ordinary prisoner, the success rate is only around 70%.

As for special talismans, they are rare but hard to come by.

Talisman making masters generally do not draw low-level talismans such as the powerful puppet talisman. This special powerful puppet talisman is even rarer, and Hua Shixian has not seen it a few times.

Yang Ran smiled softly, took out a stack of drawn powerful puppet talismans, and handed ten of them to Hua Shixian: "I drew these myself. There are many more here. Senior sister, take ten to play with.

Bar."

After practicing the Starry Sky Wisdom Spirit Sutra, Yang Ran became wise and could draw the special powerful puppet talisman very easily.

An incredible look flashed in Hua Shixian's eyes, and she lost her voice: "Did you draw this? Are these all drawn by you?"

Hua Shixian already understood that Yang Ran had unparalleled talent in formation, swordsmanship, and swordsmanship.
Chapter completed!