"With such inferior qualifications, you actually want to join my Lianyun Dao Sect! Don't even think about it. Go back and marry a daughter-in-law, and pass on the lineage! ”

"Your qualifications are really poor, if not, with your heart and perseverance, you are the best choice, but it's a pity, find another way! I, Donghua Sword Sect, have nothing to do with you. ”

"Hundred acres of fertile land, a big house, the children of the family are thriving, that's not bad, why can't you think of opening up to enter the fairy gate, although my fairy gate is not very demanding on qualifications, it has to be almost passable, like your qualifications, I really don't want to scold people, you leave quickly, oh, give you this spirit stone as a reference, I can absorb this spirit stone in an hour now, you can try it yourself, give you a copy of "Na Yuan Jue", if you can absorb this spirit stone within ten days, my surname is Wang, my name is written upside down for you!"

Within half a month, Zhang Jin ran through the four immortal sects near Huguang City, and the final harvest he got was actually a book of "Na Yuan Jue" that could not be found in the outside world.

It took ten days, and he really didn't suck this spirit stone clean, but he didn't give up.

In the wind and snow, Zhang Jin stepped on the Xiaocui Mountain Hidden World Dao Gate to support the mountain sect.

This is the sect where he got the "Na Yuan Jue".

Now ten days have passed, and the spirit stone he was given has still not been absorbed, he carried the spirit stone, found the monk surnamed Wang, and said: "Senior, after ten days of hard work, I sucked this spirit stone into white, I don't know if I can enter the fairy gate, I can do anything, I just want to enter the fairy gate." ”

"Why are you running back again!" The monk surnamed Wang glared at him: "I don't give you an entry, it's for your own good, do you think Xianmen is an extralegal paradise?" Yes? I won't say much about it, but there is also the saying of 'poor literature and rich martial arts', law! Earth! Wealth! Companion! You can't make any of them. You only have 100 acres of fertile land at home, and you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Well, you can't get over this money word in the first place. If you don't have money, it's good if you have land. It's a blessed land, and there is no money to exchange. Neither do you. Law bar. If you have a practice left by your ancestors. You can also fix him. Do a casual practice. You're just afraid that you won't get it. Not to mention couples. You say you, there are no wealthy people in the law and land. What are you going to cultivate? Don't make a mess, go back quickly. If you don't want to enter the immortal gate, you can cultivate the truth! ”

Zhang Jin didn't say anything, bent his knees, and knelt down: "Even if I don't have anything, I want to enter the immortal gate, cultivate the truth, and ask the seniors to be perfect, even if it's just to sweep the floor!" ”

"Sweeper? Why is your heart so big? Do you know how much money you pay every month for sweeping the floor? Three spirit stones, one spirit stone can be exchanged for 10 gold cakes, do you know how much a gold cake is, it is equivalent to 2 gold bricks, it is more than enough to buy him thousands of acres of fertile land! Look at your qualifications, it's not me who picks you. Get out of here, don't be an eyesore here, and don't get your head out of your mind. I'll say one more, our monks fight with the sky, fight against the sky, and fight for their lives, just a few deaths casually, you really enter the immortal gate, and you are also an ant who dies casually, you better go back and pass on the ancestry! Don't make a mistake about yourself, your qualifications are too poor, and cultivating truth is just a waste of time! The monk surnamed Wang looked at Zhang Jin kneeling in front of the door, and said again.

No matter what he said, Zhang Jin just didn't say a word, and he couldn't afford to kneel for a long time!

One day and one night. The monk surnamed Wang ignored him anymore: "You love to kneel down to you, I won't help you enter the immortal gate, that's harming you!" “

Two days and two nights. The monk surnamed Wang sighed: "Why am I so unlucky, such a fool on the stall, I must enter the immortal gate, just report it!" ”

Three days and three nights. The monk surnamed Wang was recalled to the sect, and the gate of the sect was unguarded.

Four days and four nights, five days and five nights, six days and six nights.

With a bang, Zhang Jin knelt down and fainted.

When he woke up again, the monk surnamed Wang was depressed and was opening his mouth to pour medicinal soup for him, and when he saw Zhang Jin wake up, he looked unhappy: "The elder remembers your perseverance and heart to the Tao, very tenacious, you are allowed to enter the sect, but you have to figure it out, we are called the backer sect, the backer of the mountain, you enter the door, remember clearly, you are allowed by the elders, enter our backer sect, you are the elder's person, remember clearly, this elder, surnamed Wang, is my Taishang ancestor, Taizu, your backer is our monk surnamed Wang." After that, you could have chosen a master by yourself, but the elder said that you are so stubborn, but you are quite similar to the peak master of the seventh peak, the Cui Mountain Peak, Bu Tiange, so he divided you into the seventh apprentice. If you're lucky, Bu Tiange is still very strong. Except for being harsh on apprentices, everything is good. There are three senior sisters and three senior brothers above you. Okay, this time back to the source of the soup, for you to drink, you are basically fine, this is your token, take it, take the token, go out, count the seventh mountain, is where your green mountain peak is located, you go to report to the duty. By the way, this bottle of medicine was given to you by the ancestor, and you will take it with you. ”

After taking the medicine given by the elders, Zhang Jin bowed to the monk surnamed Wang, tried his best to get up, but felt that his body was as light as a swallow, and he flew two feet and flew half a foot after a slight attempt!

"Don't be surprised, let's go." The monk surnamed Wang said impatiently.

Zhang Jin hurriedly ran the Zhang family's ancestral light-body exercises, and after a while, the realm cultivation did not increase much.

But half a moment of effort, Zhang Jin has been from the place where the monk surnamed Wang poured soup medicine to him, came to the foot of the seventh peak Cui Mountain, looked up, a mountain is verdant, not to say anything about the gorgeous rhetoric of the mountains, but also the scenery is repeated, staggered, there is a different style, but the mentality is not there, no matter how good the beauty is just the grass and trees on the side of the road, Zhang Jin is anxious to enter the fairy gate, obtain the fairy gate exercises, where there is any mind to enjoy the scenery, on a sheep intestine path, rugged and tortuous road to the peak, climb the steps, the foot like flying began to go up the mountain!

The mountain road is steep and precipitous, all the way to eighteen bends, Zhang Jin finally reached the halfway up the mountain, to the halfway up the mountain is a plank road, a wooden plank road less than two meters wide on the steep cliff wall at right angles around the cliff wall does not know how far it stretches, anyway, Zhang Jin is not able to see the head, he tentatively stepped up, suddenly a creaky sound, the heart of a pause, step away, anxious for a while, the speed suddenly accelerated, at this time only to find that although the plank road squeaked, it was extremely stable, where are you still worried about falling, and rush at full speed.

Hurried along the plank road for a while, Zhang Jin's eyes were greeted by a 100-square-meter platform, which was still halfway up the mountain, but there was a tea pavilion, a family of three was busy working in the tea pavilion, and there were other people in the tea pavilion, and there were vague human voices.

Looking carefully, there is another big road next to the tea pavilion that can lead here, and the rest of the people are all from the main road, but Zhang Jin is on the small road.

Zhang Jin didn't regret it, and walked straight over: "Shop, what is there to eat?" ”

"Hey, the best white flour steamed buns, slip out, fresh and hot, and some coarse tea and sake." A girl in the shop looked back.

Zhang Jin asked again: "I don't know if secular gold and silver are still useful here?" ”

"Yes, yes, the gold and silver can be collected, and the spirit stones can also be collected, of course, it is best to use secular treasures, spirit stones, which our small shop can't find." The old man in the shopkeeper hurriedly responded: "This guest officer, please." ”

Zhang Jin took two big copper coins, asked for a few steamed buns, a pot of hot tea, drank the hot tea, packed the steamed buns and continued to hurry.

On the way, I found a deserted section, took out the cooked beef in the space backpack, broke a large piece of it, feasted on it, and ate it to my heart's content.

Although the things in the space bag are good, they are cold in the end, and they are not as delicious as hot tea, if it is not too eye-catching to take things out of thin air, Zhang Jin will let the store heat up his cooked beef, and then have some wine and food, then it will be called pleasure.

Eat and drink enough, Zhang Jin continued to rush to the peak, and then the section has been a plank road, twisting and turning around the peak of the green mountain, slowly swallowing, long and incomparably long and winding up, if you can jump to the peak, just an instant effort, so up the mountain, Zhang Jin rushed a morning!

When the sun was about to reach the top of his head, Zhang Jin caught up with the last section of the plank road, and there was a slightly wider staircase, each step was at hand, and there were cliffs on both sides, and his mind was almost afraid that he would not dare to walk.

There are three or two thatched huts, a wide field, an old tree at the edge of the site, a stone wall next to the old tree, and the stone wall is written "Cui Peak".

Three men and three women, dressed in Taoist robes, were sitting cross-legged on the ground, listening to the teachings of an old Taoist.

"This sword, although the style is simple, not revealed, but it is the work of thousands of tempers, by the successive generations of peak masters exhausted their lives to go to the final formula, into the upper, middle and lower three ways, far can guard the palm of the thunder, the true qi release of the move, near can change the attack and defense in one heart, but everyone's body is different, so, this move, in fact, the most important thing is to practice your own best state, not according to my gourd, to draw the scoop. Start, for a period of one month, for the division acceptance. The one over there, you come here. The old Taoist priest said a little more than a starting sword move, and then beckoned to Zhang Jin.

Zhang Jin, oh ran, went over.

(End of chapter)