At night, the entrances at both ends of the bridge are shielded by a mysterious force, and ordinary people are no longer allowed to enter it. This closure is another decade.

In the past ten years, some people have turned into skeletons, and some people have crossed the door to turn into dragons and ride the wind. Whether it was the one who fell off the bridge at the beginning, or the one who died on the long road of cultivating immortals. When you take the step of cultivating immortals, you are destined to be tempered for a lifetime.

There are a total of 52 people who passed through the bridge this time, and there are just some simple houses for these people to live in. The house was simple and had not been taken care of for ten years, so Lin Ling naturally found a hut on the outermost part to live in. Although the hut is simple, it is also clean, and the roof does not leak rain and the windows do not leak wind. It is said that the immortals used special wood to build it, which has the magic of immortality of the wooden house for more than 100 years.

At this moment, although these fifty-two people have houses to live in, the people of the Cangji Sect have never appeared from beginning to end, which shows that they do not attach great importance to these people who come to visit. This is not surprising, although the population of the world is large, it is difficult to find good materials, and the qualifications of cultivating immortals are not one in millions. In order to develop, the sect must look for talents from all over the world, and after all, it is to take the initiative to attack, and the chance of finding talents will be greater.

Nowadays, there are many sects of cultivating immortals, and once there are slightly better seedlings, they will inevitably be taken into the arms of the nearby sects. The same is true for the Cangji Sect, they will go down the mountain every year to 'know the pearls in the sea', and these 'pearls' are naturally absorbed as disciples cultivated within the sect, and they have infinitely bright prospects.

Similarly, the Cang Scar Sect also allows mortals to try to pass the test every ten years and become the trial of the outer disciples of the Cang Scar Sect, but this trial is said to be successfully achieved only by reaching the innate realm, and the test of the Cang Scar Sect is the 'Heavenly Bridge' and the 'Forgetting Love Road' that Lin Ling faces.

The innate realm represents the courage of a country's generals. When a mortal has no guidance, it is difficult to reach it!

Outside the window, the starlight is dotted and comes into view. Once upon a time, all the scenes seemed to have happened yesterday.

Lin Ling looked out the window, thinking of his grandmother in his heart, and unconsciously touched his cheek. It was the touch of a cold and familiar bandage, how old was it that Lin Ling couldn't remember.

The drunken man during the day was mysterious, why did he say that I was sent by some old scholar? Since this person has a certain amount of cultivation, he must also have a sect, so why did he come to worship the Cangji sect?

Want to do an internal response?

How could a person from the Cangji Sect be a fool, even I could see that he had a cultivation foundation, how could I let him worship the Cangji Sect.

So what is the purpose of this person?

Lin Ling thought about it, let the surging roar of the Shura River in his ears, and the figures of the green Dao robe of Grandma and Tu Village in his mind intertwined with each other, and finally fell asleep deeply.

On the other side, Gong Yunluo, who was accustomed to sleeping in the hotbed nephrite, sat cross-legged and couldn't sleep. He has always prided himself on being the pride of the sky, he was first formed at the age of eight, he entered the pulse at the age of fifteen, and now he is in his early eighteen, and the realm of entering the pulse is about to be completed! Such a talent is enough to be proud of the entire Luohe City, but all his pride was trampled on the ground fiercely after the Cangji Sect's 'Zhizhu' rejected him!

Pride can sometimes make a person come true, but it can also destroy all his faith.

"I must enter this Scar Sect! Let me show you how stupid your choice was in the first place!"

Gong Yunluo took out a thin piece of paper from his arms, which was as light as water, but the lines were vertical and horizontal - the talisman of life and death.

A cherished rune that can share damage with others.

"The younger you are, the simpler your state of mind, the less difficult it is to pass. That Li Huai is sixteen this year, although he is willing to help me, but after all, he is not the best candidate, but the child who wears a mask, you can give it a try......"

This night, the night that changed the fate of these fifty-two people, everyone slowly passed with their own hearts. It wasn't until the first dawn in the east that a sharp sword roar broke the complicated silence of the night.

"It's someone from the Scar Sect here!"

Lin Ling hurriedly sat up and adjusted his breathing according to the method of 'Qingfeng Jue'. The slightest refreshing breath penetrated into his body from the pores of all parts of his body, making Lin Ling's limbs feel refreshed for a while.

The old man said that if he could learn the first ten pages of the Qingfeng Technique, he still had three years to live, and now he only mastered the first side of the skin.

What kind of medicine did the senior in the temple drink for himself before, Lin Ling had no way of knowing, from the time he was separated from the old man to the foot of Cangji Mountain, Lin Ling tried to find him again, but there was no trace of that senior at all.

If you want to live, the only hope - Lin Ling looked out the window at the gradually gathering crowd and put the mask on tightly......

The treasure of martial arts of the Cangji Sect - Dragon Venerable Jue.

Lin Ling lowered his head and hurriedly glanced at the two people who were staying in the air.

He was a disciple of the Scar Sect.

The two of them are not very old, about twenty years old, wearing purple coats, two fairy swords, one white and one red, and the fairy spirit is soaring. Lin Ling had the ability to never forget, and he was very sure that these two people were definitely not the two he had met at the bottom of the mountain.

"Yo! This isn't the little poetry connoisseur of yesterday. Lin Ling only felt that his neck was slapped suddenly, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it seems that my brother has no sense of proportion in his hands, is it okay?" Lin Ling wanted to hide in the crowd, but unfortunately, his mask was too conspicuous, and he was recognized by Gong Yunluo in an instant.

Gong Yunluo rubbed Lin Ling's neck that had been photographed just now with a guilty face, and at the same time helped him pinch his shoulder.

The massage of the young master of a city? which is something that ordinary people can enjoy!

Lin Ling was agitated for a while, and hurriedly took three steps back, glaring at Gong Yunluo in front of him with a wary expression.

Gong Yunluo was stunned for a moment, obviously a little disgusted by Lin Ling's reaction, but still sneered: "My dignified young master helped you massage, you don't even know how to be grateful...... Well, I don't think a pariah like you knows what glory is, heh. ”

Gong Yunluo sneered, as if nothing had happened just now, and walked into the crowd with a cold face.

Lin Ling hurriedly touched his neck, and found nothing other than the pain he had just been patted by him.

"When things go wrong, there must be demons. Lin Ling gritted his teeth and walked in the other direction that Gong Yunluo had just walked to, "This person is too inscrutable, I'd better stay away from him." ”