A Million Possible

The tall and thin Daoist waved his sleeves, and there was a strong wind blowing in the valley and mountains.

The clouds and mist surging immediately, as if boiling, and thousands of iron locks shook more violently. Except for a few people, most of the candidates could only balance their bodies cautiously and move forward. It took a long time to be able to bear it Go to the front third.

At this time, a demon wind blew in, and they immediately panicked. Hundreds of people fell into the clouds with exclamation, and disappeared. Only the sound was still reverberating in the peaks.

The rest of the people are not feeling well, most of them can only crouch down hastily, or even grasp the wet and icy iron locks with both hands, their bodies swaying in the sky.

The Dao Sect also did not require them to walk over, crawling over with both hands a little bit. Obviously it was a good choice. Soon, most of the candidates switched to this method to resist the influence of the wind, just looking at it. Somewhat funny.

Only a handful of candidates are still standing and walking, but the speed has to be greatly slowed down.

Cheng Lin was at the forefront. He noticed it when the wind blew. He didn't feel anxious. He just turned on his control to the extreme. His feet seemed to be stuck to the iron rope, and his figure swayed from side to side, as if in a violent wind. An ant on the clothesline continued to move forward with determination.

However, before everyone had completely adjusted to it, a strange humming sounded faintly in the wind.

"call……"

An examinee was walking forward, and suddenly looked at his feet consciously, and saw a bird of prey like a falcon in the cloud flapping its wings. This bird of prey was extremely fierce and looked killing intent, and immediately launched an attack on him.

The candidate instinctively wanted to resist, but his hands were holding the iron rope and unable to fight back. When he was hit, he plunged into the sea of ​​clouds neatly, and the people around him were frightened.

Sure enough, next, just listen to the endless whistling sound, a bird of prey on the right rushed up, the candidates had to hold the iron rope with their left hand, draw out the weapon with their right hand, or use their swords, palms, and fists to fight back.

These birds didn't seem to have special abilities either, but their claws were sharper and more fierce. Soon, some of the weak candidates had ragged clothes and blood on their chests, so they couldn't let go of their hands and fall for rescue.

The rest is not good. Although it can be resisted for the time being, there is only one hand left. How to move on, it has become a target, as long as the time is exhausted, it will inevitably fall.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt cold.

After passing the second pass, many of them thought that they were already pretty good, but they didn't think that the third pass was so difficult. After this calculation, it was a question of whether there were ten people who could resist the other side.

Even Ji Xuan, the purple-clothed girl, and the young man in the Huafu suit were facing the enemy, their pace suddenly slowed down, and they could only move forward slowly.

On the shore, He Miao saw this scene with his fists clenched and completely ignored the surroundings. He just stared at the deepest part of the clouds with rounded eyes. It was just that Cheng Lin had been in for a long time, and he couldn't see clearly.

And just as He Miao's heart gradually rose up, and when his palms were cold, suddenly, the middle-aged cultivator on the shore raised his eyebrows, and Gu Jing Wubo's face showed a look of movement.

Immediately, other people watching the game also noticed the abnormality, only to hear that there were countless strange whistling sounds in the valley!

The voice was very different from that of the Raptor, sharp, heavy, and clearer.

"Sword! It's a sword!"

Suddenly someone yelled.

Pointing to the front road.

I saw that between the two mountain peaks, under the rolling clouds, there was an old long sword roaring, dense and endless.

Those swords seemed to have been hidden under the abyss. At this time, under the guidance of what kind of force, they all swept up together.

Above the chain, the candidates who were struggling to fight the birds of prey couldn't help but eyes reveal desperate. They were already almost hopeless. At this time, there was an attack. In this case, how many people can finally pass the customs alive? I'm afraid there will be no one left, right?

On the shore, the middle-aged cultivator also had a thick cloud between his eyebrows, and he was puzzled. As far as he knew, there were only two types of trials, namely the violent wind and the raptor. What happened to this sword movement? Could it be that a certain peak master or even the head did it?

While thinking about it, he couldn't help but look somewhere in the mist.

That direction is where the Sect Leader Peak is located on the avenue.

However, what the middle-aged cultivator would not know is that the two people standing on the main peak were also shocked, not knowing what happened.

At this moment, the swords strangled the large group of birds. For a time, the swordsman passed by, the birds of prey wailed, bloodied and fell. In a moment, half of the birds of prey in the sky were killed, and the rest scattered in horror. , Disappeared.

Then, the sword edge tore the cloud and mist, a large cloud and mist broke apart and was blown away by the wind, finally revealing the thin white figure standing on the chain.

Cheng Lin's eyes were half-squinted and half-closed, looking blankly at the long sword that was floating in front of him, covered with green patina and moss, but his heart was ups and downs.

Before, when the birds of prey first appeared, he noticed the violent shaking of the sword in the spirit world. Then, he tried to expose a hilt of the sword, which caused the valley to roar, and countless iron swords flew over and were driven by the sword. , Cheng Lin tried slightly, and sure enough, he could control this.

"Could it be that this is the Hejian of this world?"

Cheng Lin looked at the sword floating in front of him and murmured in his heart. At this time, he also noticed the changes around him and the gazes rushing from all directions. He suppressed his surprise, and held the sword behind him. Immediately, ten thousand swords cried together. Falling back into the valley one after another, as if everything had never happened.

The peaks are silent.

Only the mountain breeze slowly passed.

Only at this moment did the middle-aged cultivator and Dao Zong master realize the reason for this scene, and the candidates understood what happened. Silently, Cheng Lin continued to move forward and walked to the other side.

A few seconds later, the boys and girls hanging on the chains woke up like a dream, one after another, struggling to move forward, without the interference of the birds of prey, even the strong wind would not stop, and the next journey became extremely smooth.

The leader and the major peak owners didn't speak, and the middle-aged cultivator as the chief examiner didn't know what to do, and could only watch a large group of people successfully reach the other side.

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When the middle-aged cultivator floated to the other side, he was faced with hundreds of candidates who had survived the catastrophe. They were happy and worried. Originally planned to enroll more than ten people, but at most twenty people, but now, there are so many more candidates. , He couldn't help having a headache, looking at the main peak, he found that the head had already disappeared.

"This Elder, have we passed the level?"

One person began to ask in a panic. After all, in the strict sense, they would have been unable to pass the test.

There was silence, and the middle-aged cultivator finally sighed. Since the leader didn't speak, it was obviously tacit approval:

"Forget it, congratulations, everyone, I have officially entered the Sect Court of My Avenue. My last name is Zeng and my name is Ji. I am deacon, not Elder. Then someone will arrange for you to check in. Classes will start tomorrow morning, remember."

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After Zeng Ji left, the cultivators of the new Jin Dao Sect were led by someone to arrange their stay. During this period, many candidates specifically asked Cheng Lin to express their gratitude, and they also had the thought of getting involved.

After all, for today’s school examination, although I don’t know the details, Cheng Lin has already suppressed the hottest celebrities and became the top cultivator of this year.

According to past experience, the person who can get the first place in the entry exam must be a brilliant genius. After that, he will be accepted by the head of the school without accident. As a successor, as long as there is no major problem, it is very likely that after a hundred years Succession in charge of Sect, no matter how bad he is, he can also be in charge of Yifeng, and he is extremely powerful.

The losers took the news out, and also publicized Cheng Lin's name. For a time, this name spread across the mainland and was crowned with countless praises.

Even in Sect, among the more than one hundred people, many people call Cheng Lin as "big brother".

Cheng Lin didn't care about this. He was just sitting in the small courtyard assigned to him, quietly looking at the sword on his lap, and the narration of the completion of the second mission in his mind had just disappeared.

The small courtyard is very elegant and quiet, because the number of people admitted this time has exceeded expectations. I heard that some people live together temporarily, but the few who performed very well, such as Cheng Lin, have been allocated separate rooms.

He Miao also moved in. Every Inner Sect cultivator has a boy. Cheng Lin owns it, so he doesn't need the Sect.

"Young Master, this is the scripture distributed in Sect. It is said that you should be familiar with it in advance."

He Miao put on the robe of Sect's servant, returned with a stack of books joyfully, and placed it in front of Cheng Lin.

Compared to Cheng Lin, he was obviously more excited.

"Young Master, seeing that it's getting late, I'll get you a meal."

Xiao Zhengtai glanced at Cheng Lin, not daring to interrupt his reading, so she left.

After he left, Cheng Lin curiously opened the scriptures, and there were a lot of books, among which the main entry was the general outline of Dao Sect.

The practice system of this world is different from that of the earth, and I don’t know if it is due to translation, but the term Realm is very familiar.

"Qi practice, Foundation Building, Gold Core, Nascent Soul, Huashen, Mahayana, Transcends Tribulation fairy."

"Well, the Transcends Tribulation fairy refers to the Realm that has successfully ascended. I don’t know how high it corresponds, and the Earth Sovereign Realm has not ascended. Maybe it can be a reference? No... This world seems to have the so-called fairy world. According to this According to the records in the classics, there have been soaring immortals in the Dao Sect history, and they have also given feedback from the immortal world... Assuming that this deduction is indeed related to the time of the Wuzong Xiandao, then Hexianren played the immortal talisman from the immortal world...this It can also prove from the side... Therefore, the two worlds' practice systems cannot be rigidly matched."

"Well, but according to the above description, I seem to be only in the Qi training period?... Well, it should be the peak of Qi training. The liquidization of Spiritual Qi is the description of the peak... I heard that Zeng Ji deacon is in the Gold Core period, but The feeling he gave me is only fifth rank or sixth rank, so the real strength, I am equivalent to Gold Core, can be calculated according to the system of this world, but it is training..."

Cheng Lin put down the booklet, quite a headache.

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