The buildings on the hillside are not extravagant, they can even be considered austere.

There are tiled houses, stone houses, and bamboo houses one after another, and there are even people who directly set up tents for living.

"We come from the same place, so we might as well live close to each other and take care of each other."

The one who spoke was a female monk, not very beautiful, but with a pair of clear eyes, and her name was also very literary, called Zhang Yao.

"That's a good idea, but there's one more between us."

A male monk glanced at Jing Qing and spoke in a strange manner.

Jing Qing smiled slightly, didn't say anything, and led the old horse who was almost tired and paralyzed.

He didn't have to squeeze into this small group.

After spending the few remaining spars on his body, Jingqing bought a tent, chose a relatively secluded place, set up camp, and began to retreat.

Time passed quickly, and after a while, night fell.

Lying in the tent, Jing Qing touched Jin Yu's little head, and through a small hole in the leather that could be opened, admiring the starry night sky.

In the previous life, the earth was full of pollution, but there was no such pure and beautiful starry sky.

After nightfall, most of the monks returned to their residences, and the bonfires burned in twos and threes, spreading along the hillside and echoing the starry sky, which was very spectacular.

In this place where there is no entertainment, in addition to cultivation, there is only bragging, which has a certain amount of fun.

In a tent near Jingqing, seven or eight monks who knew each other were talking to each other, and although their voices were weak, they couldn't hide from Jingqing's keen ears.

"Do you know what kind of test the Heavenly Gate will use to select disciples in a month's time?"

The owner of the voice was obviously a little proud, and even sold the guanzi, and only then slowly began to speak at the urging of the other monks.

"To be honest, this is not a secret, but only the ancestors, those who have been lucky enough to participate in the test of the Heavenly Gate, can know."

"According to the records of the classics left by the ancestors, the history of Tianmen can be traced back to millions of years ago, and the reason why it has been able to flourish for a long time is entirely because of a strange secret treasure, this treasure is also called Tianmen."

"And the test of the Heavenly Gate to accept disciples is called the ladder to heaven."

"That day the ladder leads straight to the nine heavens, every step you take, you will encounter a difficult test, only about understanding, but no one knows what this test is, only by cracking the test, can we continue to go up."

"It is said that only monks who have completely climbed the ladder of heaven and stepped into the gate of heaven are eligible to be accepted as disciples, and those who fail can naturally have to leave."

"However, the age of a monk must be under thirty years old, and he must have a cultivation of more than five levels of Qi cultivation, beyond this age, he is either too poor in qualifications, or he is stupid, and Tianmen will not accept it."

"That's the case, I don't know if I can pass the test and climb the ladder, my understanding shouldn't be bad."

"I've only practiced the cultivation of the fifth layer of qi, isn't it too weak!"

"Don't worry, the ladder tests understanding, as for the cultivation limit, being able to come here is enough to prove that your own cultivation qualifications are not bad."

"Whew, then I'll be relieved."

……

Feeling that he couldn't hear any important information, Jing Qing's thoughts retracted, looked at the starry sky, and thought silently.

"Ladder? I always feel that it is somewhat similar to the Sword Heart Array of the Sword Forest Gate, and the Heavenly Gate is worthy of being an ancient sect of immortal cultivation that has been inherited for millions of years, with a profound heritage. ”

"However, the biggest question now is, can my sword heart, which has been sharpened by the sword array, fit with the heavenly ladder?"

Whether it is the Sword Heart Array or the Heavenly Ladder, it is a test of the monk's heart, whether it is compatible with the sect, the Sword Forest Gate is sharp, sharp, and if the Heavenly Gate is true, Jing Qing really doesn't know.

If the mind is not in line, failure is a sure thing, and it has nothing to do with cultivation.

Like a diamond, it is harder than iron, but can it be forged into a sword? No, that's the nature of the problem.

After experiencing the sword heart array, Jingqing has become a piece of iron, as long as he meditates on himself, he can turn into a divine sword.

And what about Heaven's Gate? Assuming that what Tianmen needs is diamonds, how can Jingqing, a stubborn iron, be confused? After all, the gap between the two is too great.

"As long as the test of the Heavenly Gate is slightly in line with the heart of sword cultivation, I will have the certainty to reach the top."

Urging the spiritual power, a trace of sword qi flew in his fingertips, and Jing Qing already had a decision in his heart.

"The aura here is several times beyond the outside world, and I have been cultivating steadily these days."

"With the inheritance of the Sword Forest Gate, there is no problem with cultivating the classics, worshipping the Heavenly Gate is nothing more than having an extra backer, if you can pass it, you really can't get through it, and it's nothing."

"The ability of the left eye is the most important thing, and with it, I have the capital to hit the peak."

Feeding a feeding pill to the old flame horse, Jing Qing and Jin Yu exchanged for a while, broke the corner of the thunder soul again, and began to cultivate quietly.

Cultivation, steady climbing.

The current Jingqing, the body's suzhì, can support it, absorbing the thunder soul every three days.

Coupled with the ever-increasing spiritual root, the cultivation speed increased again.

Presumably, it won't take long to be able to break through the eighth layer of Qi training.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is already a month later, and the Tianmen apprenticeship assessment has officially begun.

Before dawn, the foot of the mountain was already full of people, and many ascetic monks came out from all corners and walked towards the mountain path paved with white stones.

"Jin Yu, there is no Imperial Beast Bag, it is inconvenient to take you to the assessment, with the strength of your third-order spirit beast, coupled with the advantage of flying, as long as you are cautious, there will be no danger in the mountains and forests."

Jing Qing put Jin Yu in the nearby mountains and forests, and then mixed in the crowd, inconspicuous.

Although there were many people, there was no sign of confusion at all, the reason was that the young monk who appeared in the sky at some point was coldly looking down at the crowd below, and the unique costume was undoubtedly the Tianmen monk.

In this case, no matter how arrogant and domineering a person is, he will not be so stupid as to challenge the order.

No one spoke, and the flow of people moved up the hill in an orderly manner, and it only took a short time to reach the top of the mountain.

Still no one spoke, for they were all secretly frightened.

This mountain, in fact, is not very high, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, at most a few hundred meters high, but it is covered by a thick fog and cannot be seen.

The top of the mountain is completely an open space, there is not a single weed on it, it is smooth like a cement road, in a neat circle, and it can fully accommodate more than 100,000 people.

"Sword qi, this is definitely a trace of sword qi slashing, sharp, unparalleled, other than that, no supernatural power can do it."

Staring at the ground, a trace of frenzy appeared in Jing Qing's eyes, this kind of Cheng Dù's sword qi was beyond his imagination.

That's what he's aiming for.

Half an hour later, all the monks who participated in the assessment gathered at the top of the mountain, shocked by the strength of the Heavenly Gate.