Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 5: Xiandao search
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The square, which was originally quiet and silent, overflowing with a solemn atmosphere, was like a stone thrown into the calm water surface, causing ripples, causing a chain reaction, and bringing a loud noise.
The originally neat team suddenly broke up, whispering one by one, and the waves of discussion were overwhelmed.
"What? What's the situation? Isn't we already considered as a beginner." Zhao Jiuge Luoxie and Wang Wanwan stood together. Hearing the words of the middle-aged man with the Chinese character face, Luoxie was the first Unable to bear the doubts, he asked irritably and loudly.
The voiceless Wang Wanwan's face did not fluctuate for the first time at this time, calmly changed from usual, as if he had known the news a long time ago.
Although Zhao Jiuge is also a little confused and shocked, he is still calm. Knowing that the middle-aged man must have something to say. Even if he does not get started now, there are any requirements or tests later, Zhao Jiuge believes that he can do it. This is the strength belt. Confidence after coming.
There is a lot of chaos around.
"What the **** is going on? What does this mean?" A pink and jade-shaped girl muttered suspiciously.
"Isn't this a joke? Now I'm going to make some moths!" A young man in a silk jade robe frowned and complained angrily.
"It's over, it's over, I know it's not that easy, there are still tests, this time I hang it."
"I was so happy, I thought I was officially a beginner."
"Yes, there are any inner and outer doors. It would be nice if I can get started."
All kinds of doubts and complaints arose in the square for a while.
"Hmph, how can you guys understand the number one rule for thousands of years? Now the requirements are still a bit loose. I think it was unbelievable that the requirements of the entrance trial during the heyday of the Xuantian Sword Sect were so demanding. If you leave with the many geniuses of the Huaxia Dynasty, you must cross the threshold of the Xuantian Sword Gate."
A cold snort.
A young man with a vigor and demeanor no less than Bai Zimo, his mouth was sneered, and he looked at the surrounding soil buns with disdain.
Zhao Jiuge just watched everything around him with cold eyes, without words, and his expression was very calm, holding a soldier to stand in the way and covering himself up, because even if he talked too much, it would be nothing to solve the problem.
Wow.
An icy chill came from the indifferent middle-aged man in front of the building in front of him. With him as the center, it filled the surrounding area, as if there was an invisible wave in the air, rippling waves. , Swept to everyone.
The piercing pain.
It's like not wearing clothes in the cold winter. Not only is there a chill and tingling sensation, but more importantly, there is a compact and heavy pressure around the body.
A soft snort, a cast of eyes.
Zhao Jiuge's eyes lit up. Although he felt oppressed, he did not feel as strongly as others. Because of his own practice of the Sanskrit Eucharist, this was the first time I saw the strength of cultivation above the base level besides Prajna. ! Although the old man surnamed Yang's cultivation was unfathomable, he didn't feel his breath that time.
Suddenly made the whole square quiet, even those young boys with superior family status and a pair of uninhibited eyes completely closed their mouths, not daring to speak more, for fear of angering the one in the middle A middle-aged man.
"If you don’t want to be disqualified, just give me a chance to shut up. I only have the opportunity to refute what I said. I will only say it once. If I don’t listen, I won’t say it again. The following words are about the trial of getting started. Please listen carefully to me."
One of the middle-aged men shouted loudly, with concise and clear language.
Wearing the same black robe, the body is strong, the skin is dark, the whole complexion looks expressionless, and indeed an aura of no anger and prestige, the whole body is like an epee, exuding a deep chill, cold Sword energy is mixed in the mind, which makes people feel lingering after seeing it.
"If you want to enter my Profound Sky Sword Gate, it depends on whether you can get there. After taking you there, you will have to pass two tests. It will not be too difficult, but there are not many that can be done. , You will know when you reach the position."
No nonsense, the black-robed middle-aged man is still so cold and majestic from beginning to end.
"Hehe, what coach Zhou said just now is correct. Trials are nothing more than tests of perseverance and courage. If you can't do this, you won’t talk about getting started or about cultivating those empty words. By the way, my surname is Li, you can call it I coach Li, and the next one is coach Wang. If you are lucky enough to pass the test, the three of us will be responsible for the teaching of your outer disciples."
This coach Lee looks very kind with a smile. His long black beard and beard are very happy. Compared with the indifference of coach Zhou, this coach Lee is much better. Three middle-aged coaches. They were all wearing black robes with small swords printed on their cuffs.
It turns out that the color of Xuantian Jianmen's clothes is used to distinguish between disciples and coaches. I don't know how the inner door will be used in the sky.
Looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, he sighed slightly, a trace of firmness appeared in his eyes, no matter what, I couldn't stop my advancement, thinking of the cold and noble figure in plain veil. Zhao Jiuge's mouth was pressed tightly.
Xuantian Mountains, a certain mountain peak.
Night fell. The coldness in the deep mountains was heavy, coupled with the dark and unknown environment, hundreds of people turned their heads and looked around, their eyes full of curiosity and a hint of fear.
Zhao Jiuge also thought about the scene where he had lingering fears just now. Fortunately, the old man surnamed Yang sent himself to the capital before, so he wouldn't be as pale as others in the sky. Just now, he was still in the square, and then he was swept by three middle-aged and dozens of young disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and stepped onto the flying sword, and it didn't take long to arrive at this place.
The first time I was brought into the sky by an old man surnamed Yang, apart from the feeling of a suspended heartbeat, there was only a feeling of panic. Now this time, I have the courage to experience it and let go, and I open my eyes hard, strong Enduring the feeling of heartbeat, looked towards the surrounding scenery.
I saw the aura brought by dozens of flying swords from the surrounding area brought up a coil of Changhong in the air, which resembled the grace and beauty of silk. Feeling the breeze passing by, my nervousness and fear gradually became excited. Feeling overwhelmed, I began to fantasize about the elegant and natural appearance of flying into the air when I reached the Spirit Core Realm.
Thinking about that scene in my heart, the corners of my mouth were not consciously aroused, showing a smile. When I was taken in the air by the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect to fly, when I no longer felt nervous, I turned into a curious look, looking at the appearance of the rest of the surroundings and the teenagers who were selected to participate in the trial, and immediately let Zhao Jiuge Laughed inwardly.
I saw each of them, their faces pale, or there was a look of horror on their faces, they were extremely embarrassed.
However, there are many adolescents with extraordinary aura like the Baizimo King Million, standing with his hands in the flying sword. It seems that this is not the first time that he has experienced this kind of flying. Youngsters with family status and ordinary born can just look at them. Clear.
On the road just now, I not only observed the expressions and reactions of everyone, but also saw the geographical location at this time. It was just a mountain range surrounded by countless mountains. Now I have reached the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and my eyesight is stronger than before. Few, you can only see the mountain forest below is flooded by a layer of emerald green.
Like a green ocean, the towering trees are like a wave of waves of the future, continuous ups and downs.
Some mountain peaks were submerged by the cold mist produced under the night, and the breeze was blowing, blowing the white cold mist, vaguely you could see some exposed steep peaks, a feeling of holding the pipa half-hidden from Born from the heart.
Endless mountain peaks, this is only the outermost periphery. I really want to see how magnificent the Xuantian Peak of the Xuantian Sword Gate is. Surrounded by these mountains, I wonder how many elixirs, miraculous fruits, snakes, insects, and beasts have been bred. Everywhere, streamers are in the air, and even appear on the trees and plants.
The aura here is much more abundant than the outside. I have not yet practiced the Sanskrit Heart Sutra, and I feel that the spiritual power in the body is slowly growing. Although it is an extremely slow speed, the aura that contains makes Zhao Jiuge amazed, no wonder those The disciples cultivated in the sacred land are different, and the starting point is lost to others. How can they walk farther on the fairy road than others?
At the moment beside the mountain.
Hundreds of disciples stood in dense rows on the floor, and three black robe coaches and dozens of disciples from the Xuantian Sword Sect stood upright in front of everyone.
Behind the teacher and disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect is outside the cliff, there is darkness, even with the spiritual power cultivation base that everyone has not yet started, at this time, they can't see the distant scenery.
The cold wind blows in the deep mountains.
It aroused the cuffs of the robes that everyone was wearing, not only brought a biting chill, but also brought an unknown sense of horror.
"Dingling, Jingling..."
Suddenly there was an inexplicable sound, which shocked everyone who was already tense in their hearts like a string, and even the timid body was slightly flicked. After all, as a teenager, In this unknown environment, I was a little scared.
Hearing the sound, the people discovered that there was a chain behind the cliff, which was originally hidden in the dark. At this time, it was blown by the wind and swayed before everyone discovered it.
The thickness of the chain fist, I don't know what metal it is made of, it is dull and dull, but it gives a sense of weight. In Zhao Jiuge's eyes, it was not like iron used by mortals, but metal containing spiritual fluctuations, but he couldn't name it.
The cold wind continued to blow, and the chain was rustling.
As soon as the wind blows, you can only see the swaying of the iron ropes in the front of the cliff. As the distance gets farther, the iron ropes behind are slowly invisible, and are submerged in the dark night. At the same time when everyone is puzzled, An indifferent voice sounded.
"The first test, the search for immortality."
The cold words are like the cold wind blowing on the mountain peaks in the middle of the night, cold into the heart, without the slightest sense of temperature at all.
"If you can pass this chain smoothly, you can enter the second test. When all the tests pass, it will be the day you enter the Xuantian Sword Gate." Coach Zhou was expressionless, pointing his finger behind him. Chain said.
"The chain is made of precious light iron. It was personally made by my ancestor Xuantianzi of the Xuantian Sword Sect. It has been used by my Xuantian Sword Sect as a new disciple. It has lasted for thousands of years. As for whether you can It's up to your own destiny to reach my Xuantian Sword Gate."
Before the words fell, I saw dozens of flying swords soaring into the sky, the curled up aura and colorful, the bright and brilliant light brought in this dark night, just like fireworks, the dazzling disappeared in an instant not see.
And this time, these flying swords didn't take hundreds of people to fly together. On the mountain, the cold wind was blowing, leaving hundreds of people looking at each other. You stared at me, I stared at you, and looked at each other dumbfoundedly.