A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

After seeing the sight in front of him and hearing Brother Autumn's words, the monks on the platform were surprised and dared not stand idly up and make a condescending expression.

They know that the possibility of entering the immortal cultivation of Fall Cloud Sect depends entirely on the three people in front of them. Naturally, they do not dare to make any negative impression on these three people.

It is interesting to see these scattering exercises, and they do not look like a mess. Brother Autumn also showed a satisfied expression on his face.

“I'm sure the criteria for including disciples in this article should be known to all Daoists. There's nothing more to say here. All Daoists who are two or three spiritual roots and special spiritual bodies, whose basic methods are above the sixth floor and below the age of twenty, may stand out first.” Brother Autumn slowly said, revealing his serenity.

After listening to this, there was a disturbance in the crowd, but a moment later, only four young people stood up, three males and one female.

“You should go with a brother Liu, who will be responsible for evaluating several training qualifications.” Brother Qiu said calmly after a cold sweep.

At this time, the white-faced young man next to him simultaneously took the first two steps, raised his hand without saying anything, and a white light flew out of his sleeve, turning into a giant zimpa after a circle, floating gently a few feet from the ground.

“Come on up, all of you. I'll take you somewhere else, check your qualifications, and you'll be sent back if you don't pass.” When the young man with white face flashed, he first stood on the jimpa apparatus and said with no expression,

The four men and women looked at each other and, after a moment of hesitation, honestly went to the gympa.

The young man in white clothes was only determined by law. The white light flourished. Jimpa turned into a white light, and the sky flew away.

After seeing the white-faced young man go away, Brother Qiu turned to look at the rest of Han Li and others, and continued with a slight slowness:

“Come out, Daoist, regardless of your spiritual roots qualifications and age, who has more than 10 levels of martial arts below. You go with Brother Yu. You can join this door as long as you don't have too many problems with your origins. As for the rest of the Taoists, if you want to come under this gate, you have to go through some tests. If we pass, we will only accept it if we fall into the cloud. Otherwise, please give it a few more years of practice and try it again after the next refinement. ”

As soon as this was said, the otherwise quiet crowd, the disturbances for a while, with the exception of the individual, most of the scattering revealed disappointment.

This time, the selection criteria were significantly more stringent than the previous one. This frustrated the monks, who were supposed to hold a hint of fortune.

Though there is another sentence behind it, the words that can be tested do not appear to have blocked the doorway.

But everyone knows that this is just a routine kind word.

After all, so many people came, but certainly not without a chance.

But these tests, for monks below the 10th floor of basic kung fu, are extremely strict and sad, basically there is no hope of the 78th floor, the bulk repair of the 9th floor is really a chance.

In previous tests, nine layers of monks passed the test, of course the number is one of the finest.

Those who pass may not be able to do the qualitative work, but they certainly excel in perseverance.

So, even if they don't have much hope on the way to cultivation, there may be some trees in other miscellaneous schools.

The Falling Clouds did not exclude them.

In many enviable eyes, Han Li and six other monks came out.

After a brief sweep, Autumn nodded.

The bright young man saw this, and without further delay released a flying magic machine, a giant circular copper bowl, appeared in front of Han Li et al.

This time without the young man saying anything, Han Li and the monks got into the magic apparatus.

Now the copper bowl turned into a yellow light, flew away from the place and headed deep into Yunmeng Mountain.

As for the rest of the ineligible bulk repairs, if anyone takes the test, they will also enter the cloud parcel. Han Li will not be able to witness it and will not care about it at all.

At this moment, in the yellow shield of the copper bowl, he was interested in measuring the six people who were with him.

Four males and two females, with the exception of a woman in her twenties years of age, all of whom appeared to be other than thirty years of age.

Even one of the brothers in the robe looked over fifty years old. Although he also appeared to be the tallest of several people, with a full twelve layers of Qi Qi Qi, he still let Han Li shake his head with a gentle sigh.

Low-level monks with poor qualifications, if they want to cultivate more than 10 floors and have little opportunity, they will certainly spend far more time on cultivation than regular people. This also led to Han Li and the woman in yellow, who looked in their twenties, being the youngest of these people.

His pseudo-spiritual roots qualities at that time, if he hadn't had the mysterious vial that he still couldn't figure out, he would have reached the same age as this robe monk, and he wouldn't have broken through the five or six layers of the realm. Not to mention getting into some immortal cultivation.

Han Lili looked back at the experience over the years and found it rare to lose consciousness.

Then he returned and looked at the rest of them.

The rest of us don't seem to have anything special about it, and everyone is full of excitement.

But when Han Li's eyes stopped for a moment on a big man with a beard, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, but then returned to normal if nothing happened.

This is not something special about the appearance of the big man's clothes, but the other party's body looked closely and revealed an unspeakable shady chill.

This cold air is hidden abnormally. Without a closer look at Han Li's unpredictable sense today, he was almost hidden from the past. This is definitely not to cultivate the five lines of basic methods, the natural spiritual fluctuations, distinguish what special laws are in order to perform this.

But the cultivation of the big man is really the appearance of the ten layers of the Qi refining period, without falsification at all. Let Han Li's face remain silent and have a little thought in mind.

Just as Han Lixin speculated, the giant copper bowl was driven by the Yu surname youth and suddenly appeared in front of an infinite sea of fog.

At first glance, the white air rolled over and was extremely dense, and there was a raging thunder inside, which seemed unusual.

When Han Lixin moved, the divine consciousness test swept away. He only reached into the fog sea for more than ten characters, and something blocked him from the outside. Can't get past it.

Han Lixin knew that the white fog was not an ordinary prohibition. Most of it was the harsh prohibition method produced by the Great Array of Fallen Cloud Sect Guardians. He dared not to continue his rude test and hastily retracted that sentiment.

And those who were standing with Han, watching the infinite mist sea in front of them, showed a look of awe on their faces.

Though they have never touched anything, the spectacular outlaw scene in front of them is enough to open their eyes.

At this time, Yu Zheng's hands changed and the flying magic trick slowed down.

Simply pull a blue flag out of the storage bag.

In front of Han Li and others, the young man read words, and the blue flag in his hand began to shine out a pale blue tinge, and became more and more bright.

“Go!”

As soon as Yingqi youth recited the mantra, he immediately opened his eyes and pointed at the white mist in front of him with a banner.

A thick green light column in the bowl lashed out of the tip of the flag and a straight hole penetrated into the fog sea.

something astonishing happened.

The rest of the place the fog rolled like old, but suddenly the breeze calmed down in front of the small sea of fog, then a clear song came out, white gas separated, a two or three long wide channel appeared in front of the eyes.

Seeing this scenario, Young Yu did not dare to be lazy. As soon as he prompted the magic instrument under his feet, he flew several people into the passage and disappeared.

Shortly afterwards, this opened passage silently and automatically closed, and then the wind thundered again.

Han Li pedestrians finally crossed the fog sea after a cup of tea and appeared in a world of peaches.

In the future and seeing clearly, a strong spiritual energy surfaced. Han Li couldn't help but take a deep sip before looking in his heart.

It's huge, full of green and green onions, floral birds, thousands of giant peaks, or distant or nearby.

And around these mountains, houses big and small, hall attics, countless, many different clothes of monks, coming and going, flying around, seemingly very busy.

“Look, this is the mountain gate of our falling cloud sect on the ‘Six Peaks’. If you really come to this door in the future, this is your division gate. ”

But now, follow me to Ying Ping residence in Tianquan Peak and tell me about your origins. And then we'll test it out in detail, and you can fix it. ”The young man took a few surprised, excited expressions into his eyes and said, hey, hey, smiling, then rushing off one of their nearest peaks.