The Path Toward Heaven

Someone surpassed Jing Jiu and walked forward.

The man's body line is very stiff, and the knife is chopping, giving an indestructible feeling, such as steel made of steel, imposing force.

Jing Jiu knew that he was Bai Qianjun.

He is the nephew of Bai Zhenren's distant house and has been practicing in a remote valley in Yunmeng Mountain.

Just like Zhuo Rusui, who closed his door at the top of Tianguang Peak, he had high hopes from the sect.

It's just that Zhuo Rusui has been in retreat for more than 20 years, and everyone in the world knows it, but few people know his existence, which is more mysterious and low-key.

Today, it seems that Bai Qianjun has a strong breath, even more faint than Luohuainan at the beginning, and it should be that Yuanying has been completed.

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Wanshu, Tong Yan, Bai Zao and several other names were composed of birds on the cliff.

The disciples of Zhongzhou sent to the valley, together with the former Bai Qianjun, were actually seven people.

Seeing this scene, practitioners will inevitably produce some comments, but after all, here is Yunmeng Mountain, and Xianlu was taken out by the Zhongzhou faction, and everyone did not say much.Besides, even if the Zhongzhou faction does not limit the number of participants, other denominations will not be able to produce so many talented disciples.

Of course, this sentence does not include Qingshan Sect.

After passing through Nanshan, Gu Han, Jian Ruyun and others left in place, Zhuo Rusui walked towards the valley.

He sagged his eyelids and hugged his hands, looking as if he hadn't slept well, exuding coldness all over his body, giving a feeling that no one was close.

The representative of Guocheng Temple is a young monk in the sage shed. Because his beard and hair are shaved too clean, few people recognized him.

The turbulent state is not enough, no one from Daze participates, and no Xihai sword faction comes, so as to avoid asking for fun.

The questioner selected by the Kunlun sent was a middle-aged man shaking his fan and pretending to be a scribe. He seemed to be bored in his manners, but he seemed to find it interesting.

Yi Maozhai's inquirer is a real young scholar, wearing a simple cloth, without a fan in his hand, but holding a book.

Seeing this young scholar, many talents remembered that he was also the hot candidate to ask Xi Yiyun this time.

He is a close disciple of Mao Qiuzhu, the owner of Bu Qiuxiao, who has been studying for twenty years. It is said that he has been recognized by a treasure of Zhenzhai. Is that the book in his hand?

As the winner of the last May Fair, Jingzong Queniang also directly got a quota.

Another winner of the Yimei meeting was qualified by Ming Sanxiu.

Without sectarian heritage and teacher guidance, it is really not easy to be able to win the Meihui victory as a freelancer.

The Sanxiu walked to the valley, looked at He Zhan, and shook his head with a smile.

The two knew each other clearly, and were even familiar.

It ’s not surprising that He Zhan has a wide range of friends and walks around the world as a casual repairer.

Finally, a disciple without grace showed up, and the practitioners were a little surprised.

The disciple who is not gracious is very young, black and thin, giving a green feeling.

Mr. Pei was once again defeated by the Xihai Sword Divine Sword, and died suddenly. Isn't Wu En Men closed the mountain according to his will?

Why are there many disciples coming to Wuenmen this time, and even attending the asking meeting?

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More than forty young practitioners are standing outside the Echo Valley.

Except Qingshan Sect's Guo Nanshan and others, the strongest among the younger generation of practitioners are all here.

Countless eyes fell on these young practitioners, where did their own eyes fall?

In front there is a pair of white people fluttering in white.

These young practitioners know that asking the ultimate winner of the conference should be in these two people.

Jing Jiu has the strongest realm strength.

But in the cloud dream, it is not the individual who is the strongest that can win.

Seven people from the Zhongzhou faction participated in the competition. The disciples of Zhongzhou, including Tong Yan and Bai Qianjun, will certainly support Bai Zao.

Bai Zao felt those eyes and knew that most people were in Jing Jiu.

She looked at Jing Jiuyi with some pride and some worry.

Asked about the links in front of the conference, it was very simple for him, but after entering the illusion, it was a bit troublesome.

When she wanted to come, Jing Jiu was not unable to learn those conspiracies and tricks.

But anyway, in the end, she couldn't give him the fairy mortal, all of them were left by her ancestors. She had the responsibility and obligation to stay in Yunmeng Mountain.

She looked at Jing Jiu and said with a smile: "After I go in, I don't know you anymore."

This sentence has several meanings, very deep.

Jing Jiu said: "If you meet, I will recognize you."

Bai Zaoyan smiled, thinking who said you were too stiff?

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There is a building deep in Echo Valley, shaped like a temple, the space inside is extremely wide enough to accommodate a thousand people.

The fifty practitioners stood there, not feeling crowded at all.

There are many chairs scattered randomly in the building. There are various types of tea and singular mangosteen on the table. The deacon, who is not serving, is picked up by everyone.

Some contestants were either really quiet or disguised in order to cover their nervousness, and started drinking tea and talking in a low voice before the case.

There are many people who are really nervous, standing on the spot, not knowing what to do.

Jing Jiu was ready to take out the bamboo chair and lay down. Thinking of Zhao Layue's reminder during the Meihui chess game, he took a chair and sat down in the corner.

Zhuo Rusui also moved, as he walked into that corner, leaning against the door.

He still sagged his eyelids, but he wasn't taking a nap. He looked at Jing Jiuyi from time to time.

Anyone else who has been watched several times will ask why, so there will naturally be a dialogue.

Jing Jiu didn't pay any attention to it. Do you want to see it, and the morning light dyes the mountains and mountains?

He didn't respond, someone responded.

The black skinny Wuenmen disciple came to the corner somehow, staring at Zhuo Rusui, his eyes blinking, full of vigilance.

People have noticed the movements here and talked in a low voice.

Tong Yan looked at them coldly, not caring about what they were talking about, just observing the expressions and movements of these people.

Compared with the May Fair, this time the contestants in this conference are much stronger. He wants to make sure that the sister can get the Xianlu, so he has to make preparations.

Recognizing the contestants earlier after entering the Cloud Dreamland will naturally take a lot of advantage.In the illusion, you can't recognize each other through your appearance and magic weapons, only through their most inadvertent and most difficult to change habits, such as serving tea with a few fingers, standing posture, bun style ...

Xiang Wanshu and several other Zhongzhou disciples did not know what Brother Tong Yan was doing. They confirmed each other's eyes and discussed the gestures recognized in the illusion a few days ago.

Bai Qianjun, with a cold face, stared at a point in the distant void, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Puleng! Pulang!"

The sound of birds fluttering outside the building.

People looked out.

The sound suddenly appeared more and more dense, I do not know how many birds.

The sound of flocks of birds fluttering around the building like a wind, deafening.

Countless birds flew from outside the valley, overwhelming, shielding the sunlight, the sound is extremely amazing.

Some contestants with a weaker mood changed their faces slightly, and looked subconsciously around.

Even though most of the contestants were curious, thinking that this might be the test of asking the conference, it would naturally not move.

Bai Zao thought you guessed right, this is the first hurdle to ask the meeting, although the test is not the birds.

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Thousand birds dispersed.

A little girl appeared in the building.

She is really "small", only two feet long and can stand in the palm of an adult.

The little girl was born very beautiful, looking like the charm of a different continent, as if made of glazed glass, with a crystal clear feeling.

Her breath is extremely light, lighter than water and lighter than the wind. If you close your eyes, you will definitely not feel her presence.

Behind her, she has transparent wings, which are constantly waving, bringing countless breezes, and she smells fresh.

"What is this?"

Some practitioners looked at the little girl waving her wings in the air, and felt vigilant in her heart.

This is Yunmeng Mountain, and they will naturally not shoot indiscriminately, but who knows what the conference is about to test.

"She is the Jian Ling of Qing Tian Jian."

Bai Zao nodded to the innocent little girl, looking to everyone and said, "You can call her Qing'er."

Everyone was so surprised that even Jing Jiu glanced at the little girl.

Only Tianbao can produce true spirits!

It is said that some Tianbao true spirits have appeared in ancient times, some with the ancient immortals soaring, some disappeared in the long river of time.

Today's Chaotian Continent has not heard of the existence of the true spirit of Tianbao for a long time.

They knew that this time the conference was about to enter the cloud dreamland through Qingtianjian, but they did not expect that Qingtianjian was actually a magic weapon of the heaven order, with a real Jian Ling!

"The cloud dreamland is a world created by Qingtianjian. There is no danger in it, but the spiritual soul of the practitioners stays in the fantasy world for too long, and it will cause dust and cause and effect. Qing'er will ask us some questions later to confirm whether we can enter the cloud dreamland. "

After everyone calmed down, Bai Zao continued.

All are the most talented young people in the spiritual world, and everyone naturally understands the truth.

The Kunlun scribe took a few steps forward and said to Bai Zao: "Thank you Bai Xianzi for reminding."

In a very simple sentence, the feelings he said were sincere, extremely nauseous, and the meaning of pleasing was very clear.

Bai Zao smiled slightly and said nothing.

Some people have a mocking look on their faces, thinking that Bai Xianzi's affection is all on Jing Jiu. What are you thinking of?

Jian Ling, who was called Qing'er, flew in front of Bai Zao and looked naive, saying, "I rarely see so many people, so I'm scared."

Don't wait for Bai Zao to speak, the Kunlun sent scribe hurriedly said: "Spiritual Master must be afraid, I'll wait ..."

Obviously, this is ready to please each other again.

Qing'er suddenly clapped his hands.

The voice is very clear.

Immediately afterwards, countless traces of remnants appeared around her, as if there were a thousand palms, all striking together.

Pappappap!Loud applause was born like a torrential rain, resounding through the building, reaching the valley and being turned back again, like waves and waves, the sound became louder and louder.

The Kunlun scribes could not finish that sentence naturally. Some practitioners with a slightly lower level had unstable Dao and felt dizzy.

Clapped his palm, so powerful.

Looking at the little girl again, no one thought she was cute, only scary.

Jing Jiu glanced at her again and found that she was indeed the real spirit, but she was still a little bit worse.

This is much better than the best.

He has kept the two swords for so many years, and he still has no real spirits, let alone a spirit body.

Firth is farther away.

The remaining six swords have no hope. In his view, they are not even as great as the iron sword behind him.

I don't know when Fuji will be sensible, I hope he will grow up with Liu Shisui.

I heard that Zenko wrote a letter to Yimaozhai, and he was about to go when he was ten?

Just when he was thinking about these things, Qinger's hand finally stopped.

Thousand hands returned to her body.

The thunderous applause dissipated and the wind stopped.

She looked at the people below and smiled, "Can you concentrate now? Who is the first?"

The atmosphere in the building became tense.

Although it is just to ask some questions, if she is judged to be unqualified and unable to enter the cloud dreamland, it is eliminated!

Someone asked: "Will the spiritual master, how to test?"

Qinger said: "It's very simple, you must give an answer within ten breaths, otherwise it will be a disqualification, and then I will judge whether it is correct."

The rules are still very simple, but no one has come forward.

Anyone can imagine that this level is definitely not as simple as answering questions.

The Wuenmen disciple stopped staring at Zhuo Rusui and looked back at Jing Jiuyi.

Jing Jiu was a little puzzled. The other person's eyes clearly meant to ask, but he nodded.

"I come."

Disciple Wu Enmen came to the crowd and raised his right hand.

Qinger asked: "How much is one plus one?"

Hearing this problem, everyone was stunned.

Such a simple question must have another deep meaning. What is the answer?

Sure enough, I asked the conference, the road is simple, but it is difficult to get close ...

No one expected that the unfaithful disciple directly thought out the answer without thinking.

"two."

There was an uproar.

Someone almost laughed out loud.

Who knows Qing'er looked at the disciple of discipleship, showing a look of praise, and said, "Yes, go in."

The building became extremely quiet again, people looked at each other silently.

Qinger asked: "Who is the second one?"

Everyone you look at me, I look at you, still did not stand out.

Eligibility to participate in the questioning conference means that the practice has not been completed for decades.

Such a person may have a personality problem like the Kunlun scribe, but his IQ will not be a problem.

Jian Ling should appreciate the truth of Wu En Men's disciples, without falsification, before letting him pass.

What if the next question is extremely difficult, or is it as simple as one plus one, but requires different answers?

Many people have regrets in their lives, thinking that they should come out first.

"Let me do it."

The second person who stood out was the monk in the Guoshe Temple, namely He Zhan.He was already disheartened by this world, had no thoughts, and was not greedy for Xianlu. He just came to see it casually, and even had some self-destructive emotions.

Qinger asked, "How much is one plus four?"

He Zhan answered directly: "Fourteen."

"It's fun, you go in."

Qinger saw no joy on his face and asked curiously, "Why are you so sad?"

He Zhan stunned, said: "Maybe because the fish in Yunmeng Mountain is not delicious?"

Qing'er was a little angry and said, "If I ask this question, I won't let you pass it."

in the corner.

Zhuo Rusui yawned and said, "Isn't this nonsense?"

Jing Jiu ignored him.

Zhuo Rusui said: "If I were a Zhongzhou faction, I would definitely get rid of both of us at this level."

Jing Jiu Xin thought that because of this, you and I can definitely pass.

Otherwise, the Zhongzhou faction will be laughed at for hundreds of years.

Zhuo Rusui looked at his expression, guessed his thoughts, and suddenly got a spirit, rubbed his face, and said: "Since that is the case, then I will go first."

Jing Jiu said, "I'll come in a while."