The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality

"Senior Brother Gao! Senior Brother Gao! You got it, you got it!"

Deng Ziyue glanced at the name Gao Yuliang, who was ranked tenth on the gold list, and immediately turned around and shouted at Gao Yuliang with excitement.

At this moment, Gao Yuliang's face was already in tears and his eyes were red.

"Good...good...good..." He spoke a few words with a hoarse voice.

The voice was full of excitement and trembling. It was obvious that his mind was extremely excited, and even his throat was a little hoarse.

You know, he is a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining, and his body is no longer as fragile as that of ordinary people.

After years of mana training, his body has been baptized by spiritual energy and mana too many times, and it is harder than the hundred-tempered steel of ordinary people.

It can be seen how excited Gao Yuliang was!

He held Deng Ziyue's hand tightly, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

He just held it so tightly, as if he wanted to convey all his joy and gratitude through this hand.

Deng Ziyue naturally understood Gao Yuliang's mood at the moment, and let him hold it like this, with a smile on his face, he said:

"Senior Brother Gao, next you have to prepare the auxiliary things for foundation building."

"Thank... Thank you..."

Gao Yuliang's eyes were filled with tears, and his eyes could not be moved away from the golden list in the sky. His mind was even more turbulent, and all kinds of thoughts came one after another.

When he was young, he was happy to find out that his middle-grade spiritual roots were detected in the clan, his parents' eyes hoped that their son would become immortal, the encouragement of the elders in the clan, and his vision of the future.

When he was a teenager, his parents resolutely sold the spiritual fields at home to send him to Ningxuan Sect, and prepared some spiritual stones and elixirs for him. He felt guilty and uneasy at that time.

When he was young, when he gradually appreciated the mysteries of the sect's skills, he was full of heroic spirit in his heart, determined to become an immortal, make a name for himself, and let everyone know his name.

Then, when he practiced in the sect for a long time, he found that there were people better than him, and the difference in spiritual roots and the difficulties of the world hit him hard.

He chose to become a mountain-guarding disciple, and the high spirits in his heart had long been worn down by reality. He had to bow his head and greet disciples with great prospects.

Then, he met Qingchen, the man who led him to kill all the way and let him regain the dignity of a cultivator. He also rekindled the fire in his heart.

Now, he is on the list of top ten disciples!

Gao Yuliang's nose was sour, and his heart was full of the adults' kindness.

"My adults' kindness! I don't know how I can repay it in this life!"

Gao Yuliang looked away from the list of the top ten disciples and looked up at the majestic Qingchen in the sky.

At this time, Qingchen was reading out the list of the top ten disciples, and each name echoed in his ears like thunder.

The tenth place on the gold list: Gao Yuliang

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The eighth place on the gold list: Xu Xiake

The seventh place on the gold list: Sikong Zhaixing

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The fourth place on the gold list: Ji Bochang

The third place on the gold list: Miao Wushang

The second place on the gold list: Li Feiyu

The first place on the gold list: Baili Tingfeng

This year's Longmen gold list is really turbulent, with frequent dark horses, which is dazzling.

The ninth, seventh, sixth, fifth, and even the first place at the top of the list are all "grassroots disciples of the sect" in Gao Yuliang's eyes.

Especially Baili Tingfeng, who was just an unknown inner disciple in Gao Yuliang's memory before.

Who would have thought that now he would soar to the sky and win the top spot on the Longmen gold list in one fell swoop, shining brightly and making people look at him sideways.

However, facing such a strong opponent, Gao Yuliang did not fear at all.

When he was trained in the "Vajra Tomb", he would do his best to compete with these proud sons of heaven.

Among the ten disciples, there are only two with middle-grade spiritual roots, and he is one of them.

Even if the final ranking has been determined, he will fight for himself and the pride in his heart!

At this time, the voices of people under the Zhenchuan Peak were even more lively and lively.

The announcement of the Longmen Golden List was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, which instantly stirred up thousands of waves, and people talked and exclaimed.

"Miao Wushang! You are good, you squeezed into the top three! According to the secular saying, you are the third place winner, which is amazing!"

"It's a pity that you are ugly, otherwise you will definitely fascinate many female junior sisters."

Sikong Zhaixing smiled evilly, patted Miao Wushang on the shoulder, and joked.

"Go away, go cool off! You are teasing your benefactor.

If I hadn't blocked that claw for you, you would have been forced to move out, not to mention seventh place.

It's just the top three, not the first. Don't be too happy too early. Don't embarrass yourself when you train in the 'Vajra Tomb'."

Miao Wushang scolded with a smile, and gently tapped Sikong Zhaixing's head.

Although he said he didn't care, his flushed cheeks betrayed his inner joy and excitement.

After all, it is not easy to be among the top three in the first Jindan sect in Canglang.

Although the voices of the two talking were not very loud, they were like magnets, attracting the attention of the surrounding disciples, with envy in their eyes.

Among the crowd, unconsciously began to be clearly divided, and those near the front were mostly the best on the gold list this time.

Most of these "Gold List" were masters who lived alone. Some of them were selected together with their friends, such as Miao Wushang and Sikong Zhaixing, as well as Li Feiyu and Xu Xiake.

They were somewhat familiar with each other, and when they saw each other, they all nodded slightly to show their friendship.

However, everyone's eyes were all focused on one person in the end. That was the most conspicuous position in the crowd, and there stood a person - Baili Tingfeng.

He stood in front of everyone, but he seemed to be isolated from the world, and there was an extraordinary aura around him, which made people admire him.

Baili Tingfeng had a handsome face, and his eyebrows showed the elegance of a scholar, and mixed with a bit of the unruly swordsman, just like the chivalrous man among the literati, both elegant and handsome.

He gently shook a folding fan in his hand. The folding fan was extraordinary. Looking at the aura flowing on it, it showed that it was a top-grade magic weapon, which made people look sideways.

He just stood there quietly, without deliberately showing off, nor the slightest humility, and naturally became the focus of everyone.

"How is it possible? How is this possible? I, Hua Tieshou, have killed so many monsters, how can I not be on the list?"

A sudden clamor suddenly sounded, forming a sharp contrast with the lively scene around, which seemed particularly harsh.

In the crowd, a cultivator was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief. He was Hua Tieshou.

He had extraordinary cultivation, and must have practiced some special body-building exercises, which made his arms appear a strange blue iron color.

He stared at the golden list, which had no points, only cold rankings.

The top ten names, one row after another, but his name was not there.

He had no idea that he was secretly framed and ranked only eleventh.