Mortal Bones

In the past few years, Dugu Qingxiao and the others have also inquired about Xu Taiping, but the answers they received were all vague.

I even heard bad news once, saying that there were ghosts and demon wolves near Qingzhu Residence, and even the spring used as the center of the formation had been destroyed.

If Qingxiao hadn't stopped him, Zhao Linglong would have almost violated the sect's order and went down the mountain.

It was also at that time that the two of them felt that Xu Taiping might be in danger. After all, it was very normal for the outer disciples to survive for less than three years under the mountain where monsters were rampant.

"Yes, it's him, senior brother, look!"

Zhao Linglong nodded vigorously, then threw the scroll in her hand in front of Qingxiao, and continued:

"Not only is Little Taiping still alive, he has also signed up to participate in this Qifeng selection!"

Upon hearing this, Qing Xiao unfolded the scroll and took a look, and sure enough he found Xu Taiping's name in the directory.

"The little guy is quite impressive."

The corners of Qing Xiao's mouth raised, with a look of relief on his face.

"It's been three years, and Xiao Taiping is probably taller than me."

Zhao Linglong made gestures with her hands with a smile on her face.

"Yeah, it's been three years in a flash."

Qing Xiao put away the scroll and nodded with a smile.

"Senior brother, even if Taiping fails this Qifeng selection, I still want to ask dad to take him up the mountain. Even if he cannot become a formal disciple, it would be good to help manage the medicine garden and spiritual beasts."

Zhao Linglong suddenly looked at Qingxiao seriously.

She must do something for this young man who was led up the mountain by her own hands and cut off the worldly bond!

Qingxiao thought about it carefully after hearing this, then nodded and said:

"I brought Taiping up the mountain with you. You can't just let it go. When the time comes, I'll go to the master with you."

Being able to survive in the Waimen Mountain for three years, in his opinion, Xu Taiping already had the qualifications to stay in the Qingxuan Sect. If he couldn't become a disciple, he would have no problem being a handyman.

"That's great. If you come with me, senior brother, dad will definitely agree!"

Zhao Linglong was very happy after hearing this.

The two of them were not looking down on Xu Taiping, but they both knew that with Bai Linggu's qualifications, he would be able to break through the door-opening realm within three years at most. Among the outer disciples, there are not a few who can break through the Open Door Realm. You must know that many outer disciples have stayed at the foot of the mountain for more than ten, even twenty or thirty years!

They have a disciple in Qifeng who passed the selection at Qifeng at the age of fifty and eventually became their junior brother.

It is not easy to stand out among thousands of outer disciples and become the last seven disciples.

More importantly, there are even formal disciples who were expelled from the mountain for violating the precepts.

This is why the two of them are now considering options for Xu Taiping.

"By the way, senior brother, the selection competition for the seven peaks should be held at Zhenjianping on the first peak, right? How about we sneak down the mountain and take a look?"

Zhao Linglong looked at Qingxiao expectantly.

"Still early."

Qingxiao shook his head, and then explained to Zhao Linglong:

"Because there are so many people in the Seven Peaks selection, they will be divided into four regions, Nanshan, West Mountain, Dongshan, and Beishan. Each region will select 28 people from hundreds of people. This is considered the Four Mountains Association."

"After the Four Mountains Meeting, the one hundred and twelve selected people will be arranged to go to the Dragon Gate Hall for the second round of competition, and then twenty-eight people will be selected. This is considered the Dragon Gate Meeting."

"After the Dragon Gate Meeting, the twenty-eight people who were finally selected will be arranged to board the sword-suppressing platform on the main peak. Witnessed by the leader and the master of the seven peaks, they will have a final round of competition, and finally the strongest one will be selected. Seven disciples for Qifeng to choose from, also called Qifeng."

Because the sect had once arranged the selection of Qifeng, Qingxiao was very clear about the selection process.

"This will take at least a month."

Zhao Linglong didn't care about these things on weekdays. She usually went to watch the excitement during the last round. She didn't expect that the Qifeng Selection Competition would be so complicated.

"It actually takes so long."

She was anxious to see Xiao Taiping. I can't help but feel a little melancholy.

"Wait a minute, doesn't that mean that only when Little Taiping survives until the Seventh Summit can we ask for mercy from our father?"

Zhao Linglong suddenly became worried again.

"No need."

Qing Xiao shook his head and continued:

"As long as he can survive the Dragon Gate Society, even if he is defeated in the Dragon Gate Society, I can still find a way to make Master keep him."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Linglong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then whispered excitedly: "Xiao Taiping, you have to fight for your reputation. As long as you can win the Four Mountains Meeting, we can meet again!"

"Don't cause any trouble during this period. If you are grounded by Master, you won't be able to watch Xiao Taiping's competition."

Seeing Zhao Linglong so excited, Qing Xiao was a little worried that she would sneak down the mountain again.

"But senior brother, I really want to see Xiao Taiping compete. Can you think of something?"

Zhao Linglong pulled Qingxiao's sleeve and begged.

Qing Xiao sighed, then thought about it and said:

"I'll see if I can borrow a mountain patrol mirror from Master. The mountain patrol mirror should be able to show the scene of the competition during the Longmen Conference. As for the Four Mountain Conference, I can only wait for the competition and ask the senior brother in charge for the battle report."

"Senior brother, you are really good!"

Zhao Linglong hugged Qingxiao.

"Don't bother me raising my sword!"

Qingxiao pushed Zhao Linglong away with a look of disgust.

…

The ninth day of January.

Xifeng Pavilion.

Today is the first day of the Four Mountains Meeting.

"These people seem to be much older than me."

When he arrived at the Xifeng Pavilion martial arts arena, Xu Taiping found that he seemed to be out of tune with the people around him, because the cultivators on the field were either tall and burly young men, middle-aged men, or old men with immortal temperaments, and there was only a young man like him.

"Qingzhuju, Xu Taiping."

At this time, he took the bronze mirror and came to the table of the Xifeng Pavilion steward who was in charge of registration.

"Qingzhuju, Xu Taiping, take the sign, Bing 27."

The steward glanced at Xu Taiping's bronze mirror, and then handed him a bamboo stick with "Bing 27" written on it.

"Go to the signboard in front to find your sign number, and you can find the arena where you will compete, and the sign number of your opponent."

The steward pointed to a huge signboard at the entrance of the martial arts arena without raising his head.

"Thank you."

Xu Taiping nodded, and then walked towards the signboard with the bamboo stick.

"Hey, kid, are you here to participate in the Seven Peaks selection as well?"

Before Xu Taiping could reach the sign, a bald, bearded, strong man suddenly embraced him.