Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 5: : Brothers who counterattack

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Six days passed by, and the Immortal Assembly was near.

In six days, too many things happened in Lingxi Town. The adventure of a mountain boy in the inn spread throughout the town. The golden radish of the proprietress was also famous for a while. The young talents from Tiannan and Haibei Unexpectedly, they began to look for the fairy edge in the town, and how many chances have been excavated in the past six days? It is as if people drink water to warm and cold.

As for the creators, they stayed at Rujia Inn comfortably for six days without closing their doors.

Cracking the task chain at the gate of the town is purely out of interest, and Wang Lu has n’t put his hope on fate since the beginning.

Tangtang Tianling roots, why do you need a chance to cultivate immortals?

Of course, from another point of view, after changing all the possessions to a box of wine and meat, Wang Lu who has only a penny left in his body has no choice unless he is willing to wash the dishes for the boss.

In the morning, Wang Lu was woken up by the noise outside the house.

"The Ascension Conference has begun!"

"Shanmen Golden Bridge is about to fall!"

I do n’t know how many people shouted loudly, and the voice gradually surged out of town.

Wang Lu opened his eyes. The sunlight outside the window was slightly dazzling and sighed. He woke up the book boy, preparing to change his clothes and wash, and set foot on the journey.

When checking out at the counter, the lady boss somehow kept laughing, and even when Wang Lu returned the food box to her, the lady boss waved very generously: "Why is it worth giving you."

Wang Lu would like to ask, since so generous, can three thousand five hundred two silver be refunded to me?

Of course not. Holding the tattered copper plate in his hand, Wang Lu left the inn with a bright smile and a huge heavy food box, following the crowd to the mountain gate outside the town.

Outside the town of Lingxi, the towering high mountains are covered with light gold, and a golden bridge slowly descends from the sky in the cloud that surrounds you all year round. One end points to the ground, and the other connects to the endless Lingjian Mountain. , Cut off Jinqiao's waist and cut off the gaze of looking at Xianchen.

The small open space was crowded with tens of thousands of people at this time. The latecomers had no place for standing cones. Wang Lu got up too late and was simply blocked on the road out of town. He could only step on his feet and look out.

Fortunately, the teenager has excellent eyesight. From afar, the golden bridge is a little closer to the ground. The two young monks next to him wore black and white robes, pinched sword tactics, stepped on the flying sword, and guarded the golden bridge. side.

From a distance, the Xianjia monks do n’t have three heads and six arms. The two young people are like ordinary people. There are no colorful clouds and no companionship, but the Xianjia aura is far away. Better than ordinary emperors. The crowded space of ten thousand people, with a slight muffled sound from the landing of the Golden Bridge, became silent. Countless people's eyes focused on one place, not only the son of the emperor, but also the descendants of the Xiuxian family, at this time they were speechless.

In silence, the Spirit Sword monk smiled and his voice sounded like the wind, which passed into the ears of everyone present.

"First of all, Shidi and I, on behalf of Shimen, welcome you to participate in the Spirit Sword School ’s Ascension Conference."

Then the two applauded and calmly applauded themselves, but unfortunately the aura of the monk Xianjia was too strong, and no one echoed under the shock.

Senior brother was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, and said, "No gossip, I believe that everyone has already inquired enough before coming here and in the town, and I wo n’t go into details. There are so many things that you will naturally know when you reach the right height. Here, I wish you all a chance to find your own on this Shengxian Road. "

At this time, someone at the bottom finally asked: "Ascension Convention, as long as you continue to climb up the bridge to the top?"

Brother replied: "I can only say that, I hope you will do your best on the road, as for the peak, do not have to be extravagant."

"Which position should I climb to be qualified? Is there always a saying?"

Senior Brother replied: "Now everyone will know."

"When the time comes? Is this too irresponsible?"

Brother smiled and did n’t speak, but Brother sneered: "If you do n’t want to come, you can leave, who begs you?"

The doubter blushed immediately, but he dared not argue any more.

So Senior Brother said aloud: "Next, please go along the Golden Bridge into the mountain, this Shengxian Road is generally not dangerous, but if there is an accident, or you are stuck in a place and ca n’t hold on, you can always For help, our colleagues will arrive in time. "

The younger brother added: "But if we deliberately seek death, we will succeed."

Brother said, "Sorry, my brother is in a bad mood these days ..."

"I am in a good mood."

"Shut up first."

"You just shut up, you can directly draw the next lot when you draw a lot, even if I run into this kind of chores, you are so sorry ..."

Seeing that Brother Shi has been watched by thousands of people, Brother quickly turned to the topic: "I announced that the Shengxian Conference officially started!"

After finishing, the brothers and sisters hurried into the sky and gave way to the entrance of Jinqiao.

In the next moment, the crowd was surging, and the young masters and servants from all over the crowded together on the bridge. Although the golden bridge was tens of meters wide, it could not accommodate these many people at one time. What's more, many of the people on the bridge just screamed and fell after just one or two steps. The scene was a mess.

The brothers and sisters of Lingjian Mountain were also taken aback. The two quickly flew down again, joining hands to separate the crowd, but there are no fewer than hundreds of wounded people who are rolling on the ground.

Brothers looked at each other, their faces were a bit ugly, especially the brothers were embarrassed: "Sorry, I just forgot to say that after the conference started, no one except the qualified candidates can go on the bridge, so please accompany everyone. Go back. "

Originally, it ’s no wonder that the servants were generally dumped like dumplings. What ’s interesting is that in addition to those servants, the masters also fell into the bridge.

The younger brother said coldly at this time: "Reiterate again, those under twelve years old, who have not practiced on the bridge, who are indiscriminate, and who have mixed their eyes, let me go."

The young masters who fell under the bridge were immediately embarrassed. Many of them were 13 or 14 years old, but they falsified their age and tried to get through. At this time, they were exposed. Although they wanted to explain, they looked at the spirit sword. The monk's stinky face, who would dare to speak loudly? No one dared to blame even the two did not explain in advance, causing confusion at the scene.

Of course, there are more than 10,000 people on the scene, and there are always ordinary people. I only heard one person by the bridge angrily shouting: "I am only eleven years old this year, why can't I climb the bridge?"

The younger brother immediately pulled his face down: "How do you know you are eleven years old? You can remember the day when you were born?"

The popularity suddenly fell: "This, of course, the family told me."

"That's your mother remembered it wrong."

The boy was almost spitting blood.

Senior Brother ’s gaze turned: "Your Excellency?"

"I am Liu Hanlong of the Liu Family of Youzhou. On the eleventh birthday just last month, my mother Sect Master Feiyun invited Youzhou Lianyunshan 17 families to celebrate my birthday. Everyone knows it! "

Siblings looked at each other: "Feiyunzong?"

"Lianyun Mountain?"

Stunned for a moment, Brother was suspiciously drawing a map from the cuff, and immediately unfolded, looking for it with Brother Shi.

After looking for a long time, my brother's face was even colder: "What can the small denominations who can't find a location on the map have to do? Seventeen families from different families celebrate your eleventh birthday for an unknown character? Where did they come from? The portal dare to call the family!? "

Seeing that the younger brother is getting more and more outrageous, the brother quickly interrupted: "That ’s it, the Shengxian Golden Bridge was built by our heads. If you have any questions about the effectiveness of the Golden Bridge, you can contact the head to face-to-face inquiry."

Senior Brother sneered: "I think his old man will have a long conversation with Yan Yuese."

Long talk with you? It's giving you a long sleep! Being smashed by the signboard of the man holding the sword of the Spirit Sword, Master Liu ’s gray face was smashed with his servant, and his servants disappeared into the crowd and disappeared.

At this point, there is no more doubtful voice in the space of 10,000 people. The two brothers and sisters saw the beginning of the order, nodded and took off, leaving no attention to the trivial things at the entrance of the Golden Bridge. The rest of the people moved forward quietly and quietly.

Of course, there is unavoidable controversy when walking around. A schoolboy carrying heavy luggage is in a bad mood and sighs: "The fairy family is really different, the two doormen are so big."

The young master next to him chuckled: "Dollman? It ’s really blinding your dog ’s eyes. These two people heard that. I will be able to incense you today next year ... Did n’t listen to what they said, it ’s a lottery. Only when the next sign was drawn was it assigned to be a doorman. Only then did the two of them take the sword to separate the crowded thousands of people in an understatement. Are your doormen so powerful? "

The book boy was stunned for a while, and muttered: "It is indeed quite capable of arrogance, but I always feel that the spirit sword party is not friendly to our mortals."

"When you were a kid, you used boiling water to irrigate the ant nests, and you did n’t see how friendly you were to them. Everyone has a different path, and mortals are ants. People are in such a bad mood. Do you know that we have actually sold it just before the ghost gate? "

Little book boy's face is white: "Really?"

"Of course it is fake, you believe it? It is not a sect or a demon, how can it kill innocents indiscriminately?"

"..."

"However, the Spirit Sword School is really interesting. It is very different from the conventional stereotyped school. Although it is an ancient school, it has an indescribable temperament and features. I like it!"

The book boy sighed and kept up with the footsteps of the young master. The Golden Bridge of the Spirit Sword School is only for the age, and he is the same age as the young master, just after his twelfth birthday, just stepping on the qualified line, this trip will inevitably help the young master carry the luggage.

At this time, he never thought about it. When he stepped on the Golden Bridge, he meant to step on the road of ascending cents.

The road to immortality begins with one step.