Chapter 10 The Iron Sect 1 (1/2)

After entering the matrix Zhang Yi had to adapt for a while because he was never in an illusion, and as the deacon did not explain what he had to do he took his time, so he began to analyze something that looked like a panel, and this panel was full of colors, so he started counting colors and quickly realized he had 22 colors and after a while he thought the colors were fake.

So he discovered on his own that this was an illusion.

Outside the deacon was getting impatient, it would normally take only a few moments for the disciples of the sect to discover how many colors he had and speak, but this boy was there a few minutes ago and said nothing.

”You do not know yet?”

Cried the angry deacon.

”Know what?”

It was then that the deacon realized that as he was accustomed to guiding disciples of the sect here he forgot to tell Zhang Yi which was to say how many colors he saw while he was inside, so while he was a little ashamed to have shouted without reason the deacon said quietly.

”This proof is for you to tell me how many colors it has inside the matrix.”

”How many colors? There are 22 colors on the panel. ”

As soon as the deacon heard Zhang Yi's response he was immediately shocked, as he knew that it was not possible to lie within the womb he knew that this master was right and that this boy was an unrivaled genius if he knew all the colors in the womb , Zhang Yi should have an incredible perception.

”So, please, come this far and I'll take you to the other test just for reference.”

When Zhang Yi left the womb the deacon immediately changed to a form of polite speech to talk to him, after all, he was not crazy, with this talent in a few tens of years at most Zhang Yi would be stronger than him, after Zhang Yi would receive the concentration of sect resources going forward, he did not want to get on the wrong side with Zhang Yi.

Even if the talent of Zhang Yi's body was not good, it did not matter, because to the sect the perception is always more important.

In the test of the crystal ball Zhang Yi would only have to by the hand in the sphere, if the sphere glittered with the bronze color the people passed if it shone with the silver color the people had talent, if it shone the gold color this person could be an old man or a sect master, and if it shone black then it would be a sect master at a minimum.

Zhang Yi put his hand on the ball and the color quickly turned bright black, the deacon's heart stopped at that moment, when he managed to breathe he turned red with excitement and thought it was lucky that he was doing this recruiting because he was loyal to the sect, because if he was a spy from another sect he would have killed Zhang Yi immediately.

Zhang Yi was the future of the sect, surely if he were not to rise to the divine plan he would be the future master of the sect or at least a mighty elder.

So if before he had to treat Zhang Yi well now the deacon could even call him grandfather to show due respect, so he sent Zhang Yi to wait and went to call one of the senior elders.

”Elder, sorry for disturbing your cultivation, but this is an urgent matter that needs your presence, I ask you to have a meeting with you.”

”Is it deacon Mu Zhao? I hope it's more important you were lucky I had left my crop temporarily between. ”

So the deacon Zhao entered the special room of cultivation of the Elder.

The Elder who was waiting in the room was a middle-aged man with white hair and a face that looked like someone quite strict and correct.