The Path Toward Heaven

Someone crossed Jingu and walked forward.

The man's body was very stiff and slashed, giving the person an indestructible feeling, such as steel making, imposing.

Jing Jiu knew that he was Bai Qianjun.

He is a distant nephew of Bai Zhenren, and has been practicing in a remote valley in Yunmeng Mountain.

Just like Zhuo Rusui, who closed the retreat at the top of Tianguang Peak, he was highly expected by the sect.

It was only more than 20 years since Zhuo Rusui closed the retreat, and everyone in the world knows it, but few people know his existence, which is even more mysterious and low-key.

Today, it seems that Bai Qianjun has a strong breath, even looming over the original Luo Huainan. It should be the Yuanying.

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

The disciples in Zhongzhou who came to the valley, plus the former Bai Qianjun, actually had seven people.

Seeing this scene, practitioners will inevitably have some discussion, but after all, this is Yunmeng Mountain, and Xianzhu was brought out by the Zhongzhou School, and everyone didn't say much. Besides, even if the Zhongzhou faction does not limit the number of people who can ask questions, other factions will not be able to provide so many talented disciples.

Of course, this sentence does not include the Aoyama Sect.

After crossing Nanshan, Gu Han, Jian Ruyun and others stayed in place, Zhuo Rusui walked towards the valley.

He squeezed his eyelids, held his hands, and looked as if he hadn't slept well, his whole body was cold, giving people a feeling of being close to others.

The representative of Guocheng Temple is a young monk in a French cottage, because his beard and head are too shaved, so few people recognize him.

There is not enough realism, no one in Osawa participates, and no Xihai swordsmen come, lest it be boring.

The questioner chosen by Kunlun was a middle-aged man who shook a fan and dressed as a scribe. He was boring in his behavior, but seemed to find himself very interesting.

The inquirer of Yi Maozhai was a real young scholar, wearing a simple piece of cloth, without a fan in his hand, but holding a book.

Seeing this young scholar, many people think of it. He is also a popular candidate to ask this time.

He is a self-disciplined disciple of Mao Qiuzhu Bu Qiuxiao, who has been studying hard for 20 years. It is said that he has been recognized by a certain Zhaizhai treasure. Is it the book in his hand?

As the winner of the last Meihui, Jingzong Que Niang also directly won a place.

Another person who qualified for the Meihui winner was Ming Sanxiu.

Without the sectarian background and the guidance of the teacher, it was very difficult to be able to win the Meihui as a casual practitioner.

The San Xiu went to the valley, looked at He Zhan, could not help but smiled and shook his head.

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

It is not surprising that He Zhan has made friends and walked the world as a casual practitioner.

The last one appeared was a disciple of disciples, and the practitioners were somewhat surprised.

The discouraged disciple is very young, black and thin, giving a green feeling.

Mr. Pei was defeated again under the sword of the Xihai Sword and passed away. Isn't Wu Enmen sealed the mountain according to his death?

Why did some disciples come to Wu En Men this time and even participate in the Asking Meeting?

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More than forty young practitioners stood outside Echo Valley.

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

Countless sights fell on these young practitioners. Where did their own sight fall?

In front of him there was a pair of puppets fluttering in white.

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

Jing Jiu has the strongest realm.

However, in the cloud dreamland, you can't win if you don't cultivate as strong as you can.

Seven people from Zhongzhou participated in the contest, and Zhongzhou disciples including Tong Yan and Bai Qianjun would definitely support Bai Zao.

Bai Zao felt those eyes, knowing that most of them were in Jingjiu.

She glanced at Jiuyi with some pride and anxiety.

It was easy for him to ask about the links before the conference, but he had some trouble after entering the illusion.

When she wanted to come, Jing Jiu was not unable to learn those intrigues and tricks, but she was worried that he would disdain him.

However, in the end, she would not be able to give him the immortal, which was actually left by her ancestors. She has the responsibility and obligation to stay in Yunmeng Mountain.

She looked at Jing Jiu with a smile and said, "I don't know you anymore after entering."

This sentence has several meanings and is very deep.

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

Bai Zao smiled sweetly, thinking who said you talked too hard?

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

The fifty practitioners stood in the midst of it, not feeling crowded at all.

There were many chairs scattered randomly in the building, and there were various teas and exotic fruits on the case table. The deacon, who was not served, was picked up by the crowd.

Some contestants were either really calm or were trying to cover up their nervousness, and started drinking tea and talking in a low voice just before the case.

There are still many people who are really nervous and stand still and don't know what to do.

Jing Jiu was going to take out the bamboo chair and lie down, remembering Zhao Layue's reminder at the time of the Meihui chess game, he randomly pulled a chair and sat down in the corner.

Zhuo Rusui also moved, followed him to the corner and stood against the door.

He still squinted his eyelids, but was not snoring, and looked at Jiuyi from time to time.

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

Jing Jiu didn't bother. You can let it be. You haven't seen it too much in the morning.

He didn't respond, someone responded.

The black-skinned disciple disciple came to the corner somehow, staring at Zhuo Rusui, his eyes blinking, a look of vigilance.

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

Tong Yan looked at them coldly, not paying attention to what they were talking about, but observing the expression and movement of these people.

Compared with the May Fair, the participants in this questioning meeting are much stronger. He has to make sure that Shimei can get that fairy tale, and he must be prepared.

After entering the cloud dreamland, you can recognize the contestants earlier, and naturally take a lot of advantage. In the fantasy world, it is impossible to recognize each other through looks and magic weapons, but only through their most inadvertent and most difficult habits to change, such as using tea with a few fingers, standing posture, sloppy style ...

Xiang Wanshu and the other disciples in Zhongzhou did not know what Brother Tong Yan was doing, and they confirmed with their eyes, the hand-style that they had agreed to in the illusion in the previous days.

Bai Qianjun looked cold, staring at a point in the distant void, wondering what he was thinking.

"Fluttering! Fluttering!"

The wings fluttered from outside the building.

People looked out.

The sound suddenly appeared more and more dense, I don't know how many birds there are.

The sound of birds flapping their wings is like wind blowing inside and outside the building, deafening.

Countless birds came from outside the valley, covering the sky and covering the sun, and their sound was extremely amazing.

Some contestants with weaker moods slightly changed their faces and looked around subconsciously.

Even if most participants are curious, thinking that this may be the test of asking the conference, naturally does not move.

Bai Zao thought that you were right. This is the first stage of asking the conference, although the test is not the birds.

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Ten thousand birds dispersed.

A little girl appeared in the building.

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

The little girl was born beautiful, looking like the essence of Yida 6, as if made of glazed glass, with a sense of clarity.

Her breath is extremely light, lighter than water and lighter than wind. If you close your eyes, you will never feel her presence.

Behind her are transparent wings, which are waving constantly, bringing in countless breeze and smelling fresh.

"What is this?"

Some practitioners watched the little girl waving her wings in the air and became vigilant.

This is Yunmeng Mountain. Naturally, they will not shoot at random, but who knows what the test will be compared to.

"She is the Jianling of Qingtianjian."

Bai Zao nodded his greetings to the little girl who was indifferent, and said to the crowd, "You can call her Qinger."

The crowd was surprised, and even Jiu Jiu took a look at the little girl.

Only Tianbao can produce the true spirit!

It is said that in the ancient times, some Tianbao true spirits appeared. Some of them disappeared in the long river of time as the ancient immortals soared.

Today's Chaotian 6 has not heard of the existence of Tianbao true spirit for a long time.

They knew that the QDA meeting would enter the cloud dreamland through Qingtianjian, but they did not expect that Qingtianjian was a magic weapon of heavenly order, and there was a real Jianling!

"The cloud fantasy world is a world created by Qingtianjian. There is no danger in it, but the spiritual soul of the practitioner stays in the illusion for too long. Qinger will ask us some questions later to confirm whether we can enter the cloud dreamland. "

Waiting for everyone to calm down, Bai Zao continued.

They are the most talented young people in the practice world, and everyone naturally understands the truth.

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

In a very simple sentence, the affection that he said was real, extremely numb, and the meaning of courting was very clear.

Bai Zao smiled slightly and said nothing.

Some people have a mocking expression on their faces, thinking that Bai Xianzi's affection lies on Jing Jiu, what are you?

The Jian Ling, who was called Qinger, flew in front of Bai Zao, with a naive look, saying, "I rarely see so many people, and I'm a little scared."

Without waiting for Bai Zao to speak, the Kunlun school scribe rushed and said, "Spirit master should not be afraid, I'll wait ..."

Obviously, this is ready to please the other party again.

Qing'er suddenly patted his palm.

The sound is crisp.

Immediately after, numerous afterimages appeared around her, as if there were a thousand palms, all matching each other.

Poppy poppy! Loud applause came out like a torrential rain, rang through the building, and passed back into the valley.

The Kunlun school scribe cannot naturally finish that sentence. Some practitioners in a lower level are unstable, and feel dizzy.

Clapping your palms is so powerful.

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

Jing Ji took another look at her, and now she is indeed the real spirit, but she is still a little behind.

This is much better than Fuji.

After raising Fuji sword for so many years, he still has no real spiritual wisdom, let alone manifest spiritual body.

Furth sword is even worse.

The remaining six swords have no hope, and in his opinion, they are not even as hopeful as the iron sword behind them.

I don't know when Fuji will be sensible, I hope he can grow up with Liu when he is ten years old.

I heard that Zenzi wrote a letter to go to Yizhai.

Just as he thought about these things, Qing'er's hand finally stopped.

Thousand hands returned to her body.

The thunderous applause dissipated and the wind stopped.

She looked at the people below with a smile and said, "Can you concentrate now? Who is the first?"

The atmosphere in the building became tense.

Although it is only a few questions, if she is judged to be ineligible and unable to enter the cloud dreamland, that is elimination!

Someone asked, "Excuse me, how do you compare?"

Qing'er said: "It's very simple. The answer must be given within ten minutes, otherwise it will be disqualified, and then I will judge whether it is correct."

Still very simple rules, but still no one stood up.

Everyone can think that this level is definitely not as simple as answering questions.

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

Jing Jiu was a little puzzled. The other person's eyes were obviously asking, but he nodded.

"I come."

The disciple disciple came into the crowd and raised his right hand.

Qinger asked: "What is one plus one?"

Hearing this question, everyone was holding back.

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

Sure enough, the conference was asked, the road is simple, but it is difficult to approach ...

No one had expected that the discouraged disciple had not thought about it, and he directly said the answer.

"two."

Uproar.

Someone almost laughed out loud.

Who knows that Qing'er looked at the discipleless disciple, expressing his approval, and said, "Yes, go in."

The building became extremely quiet again, and people looked at each other silently, thinking that this would work too?

Qinger asked, "Who is the second?"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, still didn't stand out.

Eligibility to participate in the questioning meeting means that the practice has reached Wuchang's completeness and even toured the wild for decades, that is, Jindan's completeness, and Yuanying is hopeful.

Such a person may have a personality problem like that of a Kunlun scribe, but IQ is not a problem.

Jian Ling should appreciate the truth of his discipleless disciple and let him pass through without any falsehood.

What if the next question is an extremely difficult one, or as simple as one plus one, but asks for different answers?

Many people have regrets in their lives, thinking that they should stand up first.

"Let me do it."

The second one standing out was the grass-shelf monk at Guocheng Temple, which is He Zhan. He is already discouraged by this world, has no thoughts, and has no greed for Xianyu, just to look at it casually, and even some self-destructive emotions do not care about being eliminated.

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

He Zhan answered directly: "Fourteen."

"It's fun, you go in too."

Qinger looked at his face without joy, and asked curiously, "Why are you so sad?"

He Zan stunned and said, "Maybe it's because Yunmengshan's fish is not delicious?"

Qing'er was a little angry and said, "If I ask this question, I will not let you go."

in the corner.

Zhuo Ruyue yawned ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and said, "Isn't this nonsense?"

Jing Jiu ignored him.

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

Jing Jiuxin thinks that because of this, you and I can definitely pass.

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

Zhuo Rusui looked at his expression, guessed his thoughts, and immediately came to a spirit, rubbed his face, and said, "Since this is the case, I'll go ahead."

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

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