A corner of Sucheng, a blue light flashed by, and the ancient formation quietly opened.

In the darkness of the night, a group of three people walked out of it. One of them was wearing a light blue robe and was a deacon in the sect. The other two were wearing blue clothes for inner disciples.

"Uncle Hua, in the past, we were all responsible for purchasing and buying things, wasn't our senior brother responsible for our work? Why are you always interested in going down the mountain in person this time?" The young man with a simple face on the left muttered slightly, with curious faces. It seemed that in his memory, the sect elder-level figures were never required to take action in charge of purchasing and purchasing in the sect.

"Slayhammer, let me tell you, it's a great honor to have your uncle go down the mountain to buy with us. Besides, you don't look at the people in the Guanfang. Every time our inner disciples go down the mountain to pick up the goods, they always look like they ignore them." On the right side of the man wearing a light blue robe, a young man smiled sly, his eyes lit up. Then he turned his head to look at the man in the blue robe, changing to a flattering look: "You think, if we have the identity of Uncle Hua, hum! If they look down on others, I will definitely print the soles of the stinky shoes on his face."

Judging from his tone, this handsome young man is a master who is good at pretending to be a tiger.

"Well, I said to Zhao Xiaoer, if everyone is as thoughtful as you, it would be fine if they practice or not." The deacon of the sect who was in the middle of the immortal spirit couldn't help but scold him when he heard the young man's words.

"That's right, that's right, I don't want my uncle to be very famous in Tianyuan Pavilion. Of course, it's not something that I am a commoner." The young man named Zhao Xiaoer touched his handsome hair hanging down from his face, and still looked flattering.

When the middle-aged man saw this junior nephew's eyes pleasing to his eyes, his anger was slightly reduced: "I said to Zhao Xiaoer, you should have been at the eighth level of Awakening Realm for about eight years, no, ten years, right? If you don't make any progress for another five years, you will have to leave the mountain."

Generally speaking, there are certain rules for the promotion of sect disciples. Any disciple who has been promoted to the ninth level of Awakening Realm in the sect will still be left to the sect to handle affairs even if he has not made any progress in his life. As an elder or deacon outside the sect, he or she will come and go freely after being promoted to an inner disciple. If he or she cannot even obtain the qualifications of an inner disciple, he or she can only go down the mountain to seek fame and fame in the Wuwei Group. This uncle Hua’s words are not nonsense.

When Zhao Xiaoer heard this, she hurriedly walked a few steps, and a hint of loss appeared on her dashing face. After a while, she was silent before she answered a little lonely: "I am not hiding my uncle, I am not ambitious in nature, and it has nothing to do with the teachings of my master."

"Hehe, this old man Chen Ku pretends to be a paranormal all day long. I think he is indifferent by nature, doesn't like flattery, and doesn't expect that he is a wonderful person." The middle-aged man laughed for a while and stopped poking Zhao Xiaoer's pain.

After walking for a while, the three of them gradually walked into the end of the market, and Guanfang was a hundred feet away from the opposite side of the street. At this time, the market had passed and there were many people. Most of the foreign businessmen who had been in exchange for delivery in the past few days went back while the weather was falling. Most of the people left were local natives.

The words of the dashing young man came from afar, and he still flattered the 'Master Hua', and heard vaguely: "Master Hua, my lifelong wish is to enter the realm of the Great Five Elements, and at that time, I can have a life of at least two hundred years. Hehe, with my appearance, I wonder how many princesses and beauties can capture the hearts of many princesses and beauties..."

The "sledgehammer" beside him pursed his mouth clumsily, humming, and vaguely despised his behavior.

Zhao Xiaoer didn't care at all and still asked with a smile on her face: "Uncle Hua, I heard that the alchemy you have recently studied is much stronger than the low-grade Fang Jing of the sect. I wonder if I can give it a few... "

Uncle Hua was so upset that he had no choice but to shout: "Zhao Xiaoer, can't you be as quiet as a sledgehammer?" Then he turned his tone and the expression in his eyes became proud: "I tell you, this time I came to the market, I personally selected some excellent spirit stones and rare plants. I am trying a new alchemy product recently. If it is refined, hehe..."

The middle-aged man stopped talking, and the three of them took advantage of the night to move towards the Guanfang.

Shortly after they left, they took a short rest in the inn, took out the silver from their father's cloth bag, ordered the dishes to fill their stomachs, and quietly appeared and walked towards the mountain gate of Chen Wudao in memory.

In Chenwu Sect, in addition to the Xifan Conference, the sect purchasing and selection of disciples, and the royal family's visit, the mountain gate will never be easily opened.

Fang Caiwei didn't know these rules and was very lucky. When she walked to the mountain gate, she saw that the formation inside the mountain gate opened and did not think much. She immediately walked in. After waiting for half a stick of incense, the formation still had no movement. It was thought that those disciples of the sect had strange methods to drive the formation.

After turning his head lightly and looking around, there was no road leading to the top of the mountain except for the tall thousand-foot staircase at the inner door. After days of running around, the hungry girl became more and more beautiful. She bit her teeth lightly and quickly made a decision, turning around and walking towards the endless thousand-foot staircase.

Rather than going up the mountain to ask for an explanation, it would be better to say that she was still persistent in searching for inner peace. Now that my father is dead, my mother has died when she was born, the girl couldn't think of anything more cruel than this experience in this world.

There were dozens of steps ahead, and although the girl climbed it hard, she was not under much pressure. She never looked up, for fear that once she looked up, her inner stubbornness would be sucked by the tall steps inserted into the sky in front of her, and she would gradually lose her courage.

The girl's blue robe was blown up by the mountain wind, and the originally wide-sized Qianwu suit's collar instantly floated out and was softly placed on her back.

When Fang's father and daughter Nanli were on their way, Fang's father was worried that his daughter, who was twelve years old, would be too handsome and attracted the attention of some mountain bandits. In order to avoid the troubles of others, he dressed her as a teenager. Only when the mountain wind blew at this time did Fang Caiwei's daughter appear.

Seeing that the wide-sized Qian Wu suit was inconvenient to move on, Fang Caiwei took it off and threw it on the mountain road. She was wearing a white plain skirt alone, and embroidered a few butterflies in the wrinkles.

This must have been Fang's mother's handwriting during her lifetime. The skillful woman estimated her daughter's stature and made several clothes for her.

The girl with hair color is as dark as ink, her eyebrows and eyes are dark. The more she climbs up, the more she is, the wind on the mountain on the road is even faster. As much as two hundred feet away, the night wind strips away the temperature on the ground.

Fang Caiwei moved her nose slightly, raised her hand and stroked the tip of her nose to clear her tears, frowned, and continued to climb upwards. After about an hour, the girl walked out another two hundred feet, reaching about four hundred feet.

She still kept climbing, but her heart was very distressed. Unlike the sunny climbing, most of the warm earth will climb up the mountain after being shined by the sunlight, making the surrounding temperature suitable. At this night, the cold wind on the mountain sinks, making the foothills even colder.

After another half an hour, she deliberately accelerated her speed and finally slowed down around 500 feet. As soon as she slowed down, the slim knuckles came to her heart and her limbs gradually became numb.

"I can't stop." She warned herself in her heart over and over again.

The mountain wind was even more intense, and the breath of Suchengfang City had disappeared. Fang Caiwei had no intention of staying at all. Seeing the cold air attacking her limbs along the soles of her feet, her steps became heavier and heavier, reaching six hundred feet, almost every step became more than a thousand pounds.

After climbing to 650 feet, two and a half hours had passed. The girl who was stubbornly moving forward in her heart could not resist the invasion of the mountain wind. She wanted to hold her hands and feet countless times to keep warm, but she had to grit her teeth and continue moving forward, and seven hundred feet were getting closer and closer.

The invisible pressure on the mountain road made the girl gradually breathless.

At this time, her whole body was cold, but she was sweating surprisingly, moistening her hair and wet against her back.

Finally, the moment he stepped onto the seven hundredth stone steps, the pressure on the mountain road came towards him, and the pale-faced girl softened her knees and fell to the ground.

"Is that all? Is our family about to reunite? Dad, I can't let you die in vain!" Fang Caiwei gritted her teeth and almost stood up. After struggling for a few times, she fell to the ground again.

After resting for nearly half a cup of tea, I gritted my teeth again, supported my body with my palms, and stood up little by little. I climbed forward with difficulty, one zhang, two zhang... After more than ten zhang, I fell to the ground again, and my tender knees hit the stone steps of the mountain road. A few bloodstains oozing from the wrinkles of the white skirt.

She was about to stand up, and the pressure on the mountain road was pouring like mountains and seas, causing her to fall again and again, and finally she had to curl down on the mountain road.

The mountain wind suddenly increased, and it was coming towards the girl curled up on the mountain road, vaguely blowing it away.

The cold air around her was getting stronger and stronger, as if she wanted to freeze her heart. The stubborn girl rested for a while, and immediately reached out her hand firmly, grabbed the edge of the mountain road, crawled one after another, and jumped up the mountain road step by step.

The sound of the wind around her was no longer heard, and the sharp pain that she felt when her fingertips were worn out by the stone wall was still unknown. She felt that the stone steps in front of the mountain road were getting higher and higher, and it was difficult to get over it after a vague level.

On the green stone steps of the mountain, there were two red blood stains. The next dozens of steps, and the knees were on the ground, there were two shocking blood marks. Her mind slowly became heavy, and she almost forgot about the death of her parents. But there was a voice in her heart that kept whispering in her ears: "Climb up, climb up!"

After struggling for this journey, the two hours passed before she moved forward a few dozen feet, and it was still tens of feet away from eight hundred feet.

She stopped, fell on the steps, and tried hard to raise her head to look at the stars in the distance. The scattered stars made the darkness of the night deeper. But her eyes gradually became blurred, and everything around her was frozen by the cold air, so she could not see it clearly anymore...

......

Deep south from the distant mountains, Chen Wu and the Tianyin sect had already crossed several mountains. At night, the wind was strong, so they stopped practicing between a cliff.

During the itinerary in the past few days, everyone has never encountered any strange beasts. The originally tense heartstrings are much looser at this time.

The leaves are sparse and the crows are silent. Turning around, it is another good weather with a clear and cool autumn day.

After accompanying each other day for days, Chenwu Sect and the disciples of Tianyin Inner Sect have long been united. When everyone heard Liexiling talk about the descriptions of the southern distant mountains and the southern wilderness in "Shan Hai Zhi", they all praised him for his great merits.

It was noon and the sun was just right, so everyone stopped to rest for a while.

Qian Chi often mingled with the brothers of the Liech in the past few days, feeling very close. At this time, he was free, so he came over to hug the shoulders of Liexiling and smiled: "Brother Hunting, I guess we will enter the Yangshan territory in less than two days. It is said that the place is wet and heat, and it is still the same even in the autumn season. The range inside is quite large, and it takes more than ten days to walk out of the valley. I don't know if you can have any wonderful methods to let you enjoy it for your brother."

Since he learned how to condense the energy into a line of light, he would discuss with him from time to time the method of using Yuanli, and after verification, he gained a lot. As soon as he got free, he would ask for advice from lighted Xiling.

Seeing this, Zheng Sheng smiled slightly, and walked over, sat aside and listened to the conversation between the two.

Yuan Wenze and Wang Xiao were not acquainted. The boy, who had always been arrogant, opened his mind when he saw that the other party was cheerful and soon started talking about the whole world.

Zheng Sheng was so upset when he heard the two sides discussing for a while, he still felt something to ask, and immediately said seriously: "Senior Brother Qian, I have always wanted to confirm one thing to you, that is, this time when you enter the mountain, why did your Tianyin Sect send you a master like you to escort the mountain? In the past trials, weren't they just randomly selected some inner disciples who had entered the Nanliyuan Mountain to lead?"

"Hehe, you guy finally asked. I see you are dull all the way, and I thought you wouldn't ask anything except the things inside your own sect." Qian Chi smiled. Zheng Sheng frowned, but instead felt that he was not happy enough. He even had to hesitate to ask such a small question.

However, it is no wonder that although the major sects in the Nanli Dynasty had good friendships on the surface, they still compared each other in the mainland. Every exchange of sects pushed the trend of comparison to the peak. The disciples of each sect have become unconsciously estranged.

In Zheng Sheng's mind, if he didn't see the real person, he wouldn't believe that he could get along with other geniuses in the world.

"The sect specifically explained this trial. I don't know everything, I only heard a little. The Zhong Yu Sect and the Hunting Kingdom Sect must also send great five elements masters to join. If I hadn't seen the disciples sent by the sect, I would have doubted whether my sect was too jealous." Qian Chi said, changing his previous smile, his face gradually became heavier.

Zheng Sheng has been meticulous all the way. Although he is not in the realm of the Five Elements, he is separated by a thin film. However, the other party never asks, and he doesn't say anything.

"Can it be that in this trial, other corporations are coming for specific purposes?" Lie Zhuang listened to the conversation between the two and then guessed.

"I don't know this. Although the people from Zhong Yu's sect are always dangerous, I think it is not. The one I can't figure out the most is the people from the hunting country." Qian Chi said, looking into the distance, his brows tightened.
Chapter completed!