A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

That largest peak, the main peak of the Six Wonders Peak, is three or four thousand feet tall and sits between several peaks, like a star arch and moon, overlooking other peaks, including Tianquan Peak. And this giant peak, from the waist of the mountain, was covered in a pale purple mist, hazy and full of unspeakable mysterious colors.

But at the mountain foot of this mountain peak, the opposite is the abnormality of liveliness.

The mountain is surrounded by dense, numb-sized buildings, small to several rudimentary stone houses, huge halls as large as dozens of heights, and many bazaar-like green stone streets, cluttered and spontaneous.

There are all kinds of stalls on each side of these streets, and people are asking for something to sell. And there are really a lot of disciples who are walking around, bargaining with the owners of these stalls.

In such a scene, seven monks, such as Han Li, passing through these architectural streets, stared at each other.

Young Yu, however, was accustomed to flying away to hundreds of heights and a stand-alone stone temple without seeing the trigger.

The stone palace is all made of giant green stone barriers, about twenty or thirty feet tall, and there is a smaller, seventy-seven height palace on each side, while at the stone table in front of the palace door, a few monks flew in and out of the rare lara.

Young Yu dropped the copper bowl and let Han Li and others go down.

Then he strangled it and let the copper bowl shrink rapidly and put it in the storage bag.

”You wait here, I'll go to the main gate and call you in. ”

Having said that, young people will no longer ignore the great strides made by several people.

Several Qi Refining Brothers at the door obviously knew Yu's youth. Instead of questioning him in the slightest, they gave him a respectful gift and sent him into the palace door.

At this point, the guards gazed curiously at Han Li several people a little further away and seemed to guess some of their identities.

A little while later, no one in the palace had called them in, and yet another white light had flown in from afar.

As a result, this luminous light appeared on Han Li and others, a huge piece of Jimpa, standing on the white side of the young Liu surname and four other young brothers who had been taken away step by step.

The young man with a white face looked at the seven people below, revealing a slight unexpected colour in his eyes, but then stopped ignoring several people who had dropped their magic instruments nearby, leaving the four young men in the same place and walked proudly into the stone palace.

This time, Han Li and seven other people, nature and the four young people with good spiritual roots, divided into two piles of mutual eyes.

For some reason, it was obvious that we were worshipping disciples under the Cloud Sect together, but the atmosphere was a little unnatural, even between the two sides, and there was a little hostility.

But as the new disciple of Fallen Yunzheng, two waves of people did not speak, just waiting for the dull silence.

After waiting for a meal, Yu finally came out of it. As soon as he appeared in front of the palace, he waved to Han Li and others. Then he turned his head and looked at the four young men. He did not hesitate to say:

“All four of you come in, and the main gate will meet your disciples.” After that, the young man turns around and leaves.

Two waves of people naturally did not dare laziness and rushed to follow suit.

Behind the youth, through a short corridor, Han Li et al. were taken to a hall of twenty and thirty years old.

There were seven or eight monks with different faces, sitting in wooden chairs, whispering about something.

As soon as Yu Zhengyu came in with his new disciple, he stopped talking and glanced at Han Li and others.

Han Li's eyes did not seem to be oblique at this time, but after the slight release of the divine consciousness, the appearance of these monks all came to mind.

There was one in the late stage of foundation building, two in the mid-term, and the rest were early masters.

Cousin Autumn and the white-faced young man, also sat among them.

“Brother Lau Yu! Sit down and rest.” The late foundation-building Brother Blue Robe, sitting on the throne, smiled with a wave of hands at the youth.

He is Wei Yiming, the ruler of Falling Clouds Sect.

This person looks ordinary, his eyes are tiny, as if they were not surprising, but there is a convincing and unusual atmosphere between the lifting of hands, which seems to be somewhat simplistic.

“Thank you, Master Palm! ”

After the young man arched his hand, he sat politely on an empty chair next to him.

At this time, the eyes of the other monks swept over Han Li and others, and eventually all fell among the four young disciples, a young man of great stature, with a hidden look of enthusiasm in his eyes.

In recognition of all this, Han Lizheng was surprised, and the voice of Falling Cloud Sect was heard in the hall.

“Hmm! It's good to have these disciples to get started this time. After all, this gate only recruited a few years ago. So down there, a couple of the younger brothers see how to assign these disciples.” After measuring the new disciples in front of him, the Brothers of the Blue Robe slowly said to the other brothers present here.

“It is still up to the master to decide. I'm sure Brother Wei will keep me waiting for oral.” An old man with some gray hair twisted a short beard on his chin and looked very polite. But as soon as he turned his voice, he said smoothly:

“Forget the foreign disciples, however. But the inner disciple, our Hidden Sword Peak only recruited two last time. Less than any other peak. Shouldn't we split one for Ben this time? If the other disciples don't say anything, give this disciple, which is the body of the forged gold, to us at the Hidden Sword Peak to teach. ”

As soon as the old man completes his remarks, he refers to the bustling young man.

The young man heard that he had stayed and revealed an unexpected appearance.

“Humph! You last took the least of the disciples away from Hidden Sword Peak, but one of them is a disciple of the two spiritual roots, so why not say so? This time a special spirit disciple has emerged, naturally it is our turn to fire cloud peak.” Ling, a middle-aged man of some miserable white colour, could not stand when he heard the words, and stood unpolitely in rebuttal.

“Your Fire Cloud Peak is dominated by fire attribute martial arts, and the Brothers of the Forged Body are natural masters of metallic martial arts. Brother Yang, what can you argue about?” The gray-haired old man shook his head with a smile as soon as he heard the words.

“As for your hidden sword peak metallic kung fu, our Fire Cloud Peak Uncle Li's 'Gold Refining and Execution’ is famous throughout Xi Guo Du He. Why should this disciple practice this technique?” Middle-aged people have no intention of making concessions.

“You…”

“Okay. I understand both of you. There's no need to go on.” Wei Yiming frowned and interrupted the argument.

“Yeah, the two brothers kept arguing and nothing came of it. Let the master decide. After all, regardless of the mountain peak assigned to it, this disciple is our disciple of the fallen cloud sect, what can we argue about?” It was Brother Autumn who persuaded him to smile.

Upon hearing this, the old man and the miserable white middle-aged man looked at each other, but immediately, the old man said one step ahead:

“Master Qiu is right, it's up to Master Zheng to take the idea. We will have no problem with Hidden Sword Peak. ”

Another middle-aged man heard that his face was hesitant and had to say the same thing.

After thinking about it, he looked at Han Li and seven other people and said:

“This disciple is quite special and will be dealt with in the end. Now assign the attribution of other disciples. After all, we fall into the six peaks of the Cloud Sect, I'm afraid none of us will dislike the number of disciples. Let's start with the seven foreign disciples. ”

……

One hour later, Han Lihe and his beard stood on top of the giant bowl and flew back to Spring Peak again with Yu's youth.

The clothes on them had been replaced by low-order disciple clothes in forged blue, and after a division in the hall, the two of them were divided into Tianquan Peak.

Young Yu did not seem to have any opinions on this, and as soon as the distribution ended, he left the Shi Palace with the two of them.

As for the charming young man, he was accidentally assigned the Phantom Peak. Although the old man with gray hair and the middle-aged man with Hidden Sword Peak were unhappy, he could only pinch his nose and admit it. Fortunately, they were also assigned to two other so-called "inner disciples”, who did not return empty-handed at last.

“Although you two are only foreign disciples at the entrance, you are lucky to be assigned to our Tianquan Peak. Because the master is also your master and ancestor, we always treat people peacefully and kindly, and we will not treat your foreign disciples too harshly. Of course, the task assigned to you is still to be done on time. The rest of the time, you're free to go. If there is a chance to do great work. Maybe Master Jo will give you Tsukidan too. After all, foreign disciples and inner disciples are treated the same nominally. However, the main task of the inner disciples is training. Because of your qualifications, you will naturally have to do more work in miscellaneous schools such as charm refining. Some of the uncles on this summit, they can make a lot of work on it. You can learn a lot.” It seems that because Han Ri and Bearded Beard are already disciples of Tianquan Peak, the young man has been much more gentle with Han Ri and has begun to tell them some things to watch out for.