Wedge: Only those who know that it will be futile in the end but still work hard to do it have a chance to surpass the peak

The strange atmosphere permeated the crowd, and Chisheng Hitomi was a little eager to try, but he didn't move, although it was to interfere with the test and kill him, but he would still make a move at the critical moment, so he kept waiting, waiting for Zirou and the others to test first, and then it was really a big deal for him to teleport away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but a few people have the same idea as him, so the atmosphere in the hall is so weird, "Or, I'll try?", no one else to test, this is not a way, Chisheng Hitomi is helpless, can only go on his own, when there is anything to pay attention to, he can also remind him. He walked to the front of the stage, the tall stone platform became to match his height, and the palm print also changed, and the red pupil stretched out his palm, which was a bit like Yin Fenglou. The palm of his hand was imprinted on the stone platform, and he didn't feel anything unusual at first, until the scales of the green gate on the platform flew up one by one. His eyes involuntarily looked at the flying scales, and his entire consciousness was attracted, unlike the previous situation of the Liwang test, the suspended scales in front of Chisheng Pupil fluttered and flew, and the sound of silver bells was endless, and the scales on the stage did not move.

And all these fell in the eyes of Chisheng Hitomi, in front of him, there was a high mountain cliff, a person in a green shirt standing on the cliff, his white hair flowing at the sea of clouds under his feet, and then he sat down cross-legged. Countless heaven and earth spiritual power surged towards him, and the forest sea below rose up with a majestic spiritual power mist, watching the smoke swirling, and finally these spiritual powers turned into spiritual power dragons and flew into his body. Chisheng Hitomi's heart shook, after ten breaths, dozens of breaths, day and night alternated, hundreds of years have passed in Chisheng Hitomi's consciousness, the person on the cliff is still sitting on the cliff, Chisheng Hitomi has never seen the front of this person, only feels that the back is very familiar. Another hundred years have passed, and there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuation around, "Why is this happening", the man in green shirt stood up, "Why is the spiritual power gone, why", he shouted at Lin Hai. "Doesn't this world allow transcendent sanctification, no, I don't believe it, I don't believe it", the man sat down again, his voice echoing on the cliff, and the green shirt was gradually soaked, not sweat, but blood. Bright red blood oozed from the body and flowed to the ground, the blood was viscous and did not flow away, forming a pool of blood on the ground, from which countless spiritual power evaporated, this is the essence blood cultivated with spiritual power for countless years, and every drop contains majestic spiritual power.

In the blink of an eye, another thousand years had passed, and the long years had passed in the cultivation time, his body was getting thinner and thinner, the blood on the ground had dried up and coagulated, his long flowing hair looked messy, and his clothes had become wide and ill-fitting. Chisheng Hitomi kept watching, even if he felt a little weak, in the main hall of Qingque Palace, Chisheng Hitomi had been standing for a long time, except for his dull gaze, there was no change at all. If it weren't for the normal fluctuation of spiritual power around him and the fact that his complexion did not change, I am afraid that a few people would have woken him up a long time ago. In his consciousness, the person sitting cross-legged was already like crazy, he kept screaming, his thin body was only skinny and bone, and finally he fell to the ground weakly. The perspective gradually narrowed in, Chisheng's pupils dilated, and his eyes were surprised, the person who fell to the ground was none other than himself, thousands of years, this person's countless efforts were transplanted to his body like this, no matter what, there was no way to break through, even if it was with his own blood. So what are the countless spirits desperately trying to go all the way from the spirits, the question lingers in his heart, the more he thinks about it, the more he feels frustrated, and a sense of powerlessness breeds and spreads in his heart. This time the despair was even more terrifying, Chisheng Hitomi watched him die like this, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body disappeared little by little, for a person with a resolute mind, despair could not defeat him, only helplessness. There is no one to stop it, and it is not hindered by any factor, and it is just like this, and it cannot be broken through, which is enough to destroy the minds of all spirits.

However, Chisheng Pupil is not an ordinary spirit, after seeing that he died, his whole person's eyes were empty, his whole body's spiritual power was stagnant, and he was about to become depressed, Zi Rou and the others on the side were full of anxiety, Xue Xin even took out a giant sword and prepared to do it. At this moment, a smile rose at the corner of Chisheng's pupil's mouth, and everyone was puzzled, and then all the scales flying in front of him fell, and before he could react, a ray of light shot out from the first door on the left, sucking him in. The hall was unusually quiet, and it took a while before the empty voice of the temple soul sounded: "Test results, ten thousand scales fly, you can enter the gate of heaven", hiss, everyone gasped, just now King Li was only two hundred scales and almost died, now the red pupils are flying together, how can they not be frightened, of course, if they can see the scene in the three cloaks, there are also three shocked and stunned faces inside. All this Chisheng Hitomi didn't know, he was sucked into the passage of the day, and when he walked out, there was an open-air square, which looked like it should be a fighting spirit field, and there was a door opposite, and he could only pass through the square, and the light blue cold-winged bird was still on his shoulder, and the small blood-red round and slender body was still swaying outside.

"That's right, white pupil boy, I didn't expect you to be able to enter the Tianmen of Qingque Palace, if it was placed in ancient times, I am afraid that it would have been famous in the continent and envied by thousands of people", Chisheng Hitomi was about to take a step, and Uncle Tian, who had lost his voice for a long time, finally spoke again. "Uncle Tian, what have you been doing during this time", Chisheng Hitomi asked, "Concentrate on getting some good things", Uncle Tian said, "Good things? What good things", Chisheng Hitomi became interested, he guessed if it would be some kind of emperor-level physical technique or something, after all, Uncle Tian is the legendary Spirit Emperor. "Boy, what are you thinking, it's not a physical technique", Uncle Tian seemed to see through his thoughts, "Ahem, this, Uncle Tian, you are also the Spirit Emperor, just a few emperor-level secret techniques or something, there are still them", Chisheng Hitomi said with a smile. "You give it to me, what do you think the emperor-level secret technique is, even if it is the one who traps me, it will take him a year or two to make the emperor-level secret technique at the earliest", Uncle Tian said angrily. "Then what exactly are you preparing", Hitomi Akasheng asked, "don't ask, you'll know when the time comes." Boy, you better take care of the front first, this Tianmen is not so easy to enter, this fighting spirit field is a test, and there will be disciples of Tianque Palace guarding the door later", Uncle Tian said solemnly.

"Disciple, what level of disciple", Chisheng Hitomi also put away his smile, "Master-level or honorable level", Uncle Tian's words made his dark color a little more solemn, "Uncle Tian, if it is a disciple of the division level, I have a few chances of winning", "One point", Uncle Tian said bluntly. "One point!!", Chisheng Hitomi didn't believe it, although he didn't dare to say that he could fight against Lingzun, but at least Lingzun still had confidence in a tie, and the chance of winning was too shocking. "Don't believe it, I said one point because after endless years, this formation is somewhat damaged, and the current spiritual power of heaven and earth cannot be compared with the ancient period, otherwise you don't even have half a chance of winning", Uncle Tian said unceremoniously, "Isn't that trapped here and can't get out", Chisheng Tong frowned slightly. "That's not it, there is still a way", Uncle Tian's consciousness reached out and touched his chin, "What way", Chisheng Hitomi asked, "You encountered a pool when you came, right", Uncle Tian didn't say a way, but asked Chisheng Hitomi. "Well, but that pool is empty", Chisheng Hitomi nodded, "That's right, even the Emperor has to envy your luck", Uncle Tian sighed, "Is there anything wrong with that pool", Chisheng Hitomi was puzzled.

"Let's talk about this Qingque Palace first, Tianque Palace is divided into Qingque Palace and Que Palace, and the two palaces recruit male and female disciples respectively. There are three gates in the Green Palace, the Qingtian Gate, the Qingxuan Gate and the Qingxuan Gate. The Three Daomen recruit three types of disciples, and they are not judged by the talent of spiritual power cultivation, but by the level of cultivation. In that era, those who entered the gate of heaven could be said to have stepped into the Spirit Emperor with half a foot, and they were not only firm in mind, but also honest and free, and in the end, all of them became emperors and emperors. And in addition to the cultivation heart, the most important thing that changed their fate was the Huanling Pool", Uncle Tian's thoughts drifted into the distance, as if he had seen the former glory of this ancient and forested palace. "The Huanling Pool is the empty pool?", Chisheng Tong said and turned around and entered the passage, returning the same way, "Yes, the Huanling Pool of the Qingyou Gate is open to the public, as long as you pay certain conditions, you can enter the pool to wash the spiritual power, and after completing the baptism, you will get the green ghost power, just this Qingyou Huanling Pool, every year, there are countless terrifying forces that spend a terrifying price just for their disciples or juniors to be able to enter and wash the spiritual power, not to mention the emperor-level exercises, and some people even take out the heavenly spirit pregnancy and other heaven and earth spiritual objects as a condition." And this is just the Huanling Pool in the Heavenly Pyloric Gate, and the pools in the other two doors are never open to the public, only for their own disciples to wash. Even now, except for the descendants of a certain clan, almost all the other Spirit Master Realm disciples will enter the ninth layer of the Ninety-Nine Realms Tower, just to come to this Qingque Palace to have a visit", Uncle Tian's words made Chisheng Tong sigh, in ancient times, it was an era of geniuses, but it was drowned in the long river of years, how could it not be regretted.

"White Pupil Boy, I was a little worried about you as a secret magician and cultivating spiritual power at the same time, but if you can complete the spiritual power washing in this Qingtian Huan Spirit Pool, then you don't have to worry about all this", Uncle Tian retracted his thoughts, "What else is there such a magical place in this Huanling Pool", Chisheng Hitomi had already stopped, and there was a door on the left wall in front of him, and in the door was the Huanling Pool. "I don't know, except for the ability to obtain Qingtian spiritual power, there is no record of anything else, but in ancient times, Qingque Palace also had a world-renowned secret magician, and he was the one who entered the Heavenly Gate. And this Qingtian spiritual power is too mysterious, as far as I know, no one has ever obtained it before the year before last, because no one can pass the terrifying mental test", for this Huanling Pool, Uncle Tian also shook his head slightly, the times are too far away, and many things are already unknowable. "By the way, boy with white eyes, what kind of test have you encountered? Cultivators are more or less deficient in their minds, and this mental test is a test for this kind of defect, once they are addicted, I am afraid that they will cry blood and die on the spot", Uncle Tian was very curious, "It's nothing", Chisheng Hitomi said the scene he saw, "Huh, this spiritual test is really terrifying, this is simply destroying the motivation of the spirit person's cultivation, if it is an ordinary person, even if it is me, I am afraid that I will fall into it and be unable to extricate myself when I witness all this in the spirit master realm." , Uncle Tian was shocked in his heart, but then he was curious about why Chisheng Hitomi was able to crack this test, didn't he want to pursue the peak of the spirit man. Of course, Chisheng Hitomi knew that Uncle Tian was very confused, so he didn't sell it, "I was thinking at the time, since I was so strong in the picture that I couldn't break through the limit, then I should work harder now, since I can't do that, then I will do it far beyond that me, and it will not be without a chance to become a saint at that time", Chisheng Hitomi calmly said his thoughts.

Uncle Tian was silent for a long time after hearing this, and finally sighed: "Hey, white-eyed boy, in terms of cultivation, you are stronger than this emperor, if I had such an open-minded heart and looked at things unconventionally, I am afraid I would not have fallen to today", "Eh, Uncle Tian, let's not talk about this, Huanling Pool has arrived", Chisheng Hitomi quickly diverted the topic and stopped Uncle Tian's self-deprecating thoughts. With that, Hitomi Akatsumi turned into the door.

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