In the early morning, when there is no sunshine, several tombs on the top of the Soul Nourishing Peak bring people a sense of silence and desolation.

A sword light flew towards the top of the Soul Cultivation Peak, and the young man in Xuanyi standing on the flying sword was far away, and he had already seen the fat middle-aged man and the young woman in the plain skirt sitting cross-legged on the peak.

"See Uncle Mu and Uncle Ning!"

The young man in Xuanyi put away his sword and landed on the peak, bowing to the obese middle-aged man and the young woman in the plain skirt.

"What are you going to do?"

The obese middle-aged man didn't look at the young man in Xuanyi with good eyes, and he looked extremely difficult to get along with.

"The master of the sect asked the disciples to see if there are any new disciples in the Soul Cultivation Peak this year, and it has been ten days since the disciples recommended by the outer sect arrived!"

"If you don't want to wait, why come and ask, if we don't participate in the Soul Raising Peak in the worship ceremony, it won't have any impact. "The obese middle-aged man has a straight face, which is intimidating.

The young man in Xuanyi, surnamed Yang, didn't dare to say anything more, and stood on the top of the peak in embarrassment.

The position of the obese middle-aged man and the young woman in the plain skirt sitting cross-legged seemed to accompany several tombs on the peak.

The young man in Xuanyi couldn't help but look at several graves, with respect hidden in his eyes.

When the morning sun rose, a young man covered in black blood climbed through the clouds along a mountain road leading to the peak of Soul Cultivation, which made the young man in Xuanyi can't help but widen his eyes.

In fact, the young man in Xuanyi had long known that there were still people who worshiped the sect in the needle spirit path of the Soul Raising Peak, but when he saw the young man coming up, he still couldn't hide his shock.

At this time, Ji Fan, who still had a breath, was crawling with only a weak will.

"I can't stand up anymore, my body and dantian qi sea are also full of holes, I really want to take a break!" At this time, Ji Fan could only think of his father Ji Baofeng.

"It's really coming up!"

Although the young man in Xuanyi knew that Ji Fan had persisted in the Needle Spirit Dao for thirteen days before he came to the peak of soul cultivation, this was an achievement that was difficult for anyone to achieve in the Xuanyin Sect.

If you don't reject the needle spirit, it is extremely difficult to bear to let countless needle spirits pierce the body and stab the soul.

At this time, the young man in Xuanyi could see with his own eyes that Ji Fan, who was struggling to crawl in the needle spirit path, still had dense silky light drilling into his body.

"Let him come up on his own. ”

The obese middle-aged man stopped the young woman in the plain skirt who wanted to get up, hiding her emotion.

A section of the mountain road that was already within reach, Ji Fan did not reach the peak until the sun was shining in the sky.

Seeing that Ji Fan didn't stop, still crawling aimlessly, the young man in Xuanyi couldn't help but show a solemn expression.

Leaving the needle spirit path, wisps of silky light like cow hair came out of Ji Fan's body by themselves.

"Let's go. ”

It wasn't until there was no needle spirit left in Ji Fan's body that the obese middle-aged man got up and pulled him up.

"Whew~~~"

The obese middle-aged man took Ji Fan and jumped into the air, already in the air outside the mountain, only to see him step into the air again, and the next glance was to disappear.

"Buzz~~~"

The black water surging under the feet of the young woman in the plain skirt formed a black water dragon, and she took the young man in Xuanyi to Xuanjian Peak.

Different from the several desolate tombs on the top of the Soul Nourishing Peak, the sword aura of the main hall at the top of the Xuanjian Peak is brilliant.

In front of a magnificent vermilion palace, there are nine carved chairs, and the stout pillars of the palace are swordsmanlike.

On the square in front of the hall, the new disciples of the eight lineages of the Xuanyin Sect all completed the opening of the veins, and revealed their spiritual roots, standing together with the old disciples of the lineage.

"It's coming!"

The black-robed young man who was standing in the blood line suddenly turned his head towards the western mid-air.

"Bang~~~"

The moment the black-robed young man noticed it, a figure fell towards the square in front of the hall like a broken sack, and the front of the Xuantian Hall also flashed with golden light, showing the figure of a fat middle-aged man.

"Huai Sheng has seen the head of the senior brother, the first of your clans. The obese middle-aged man hugged his fists and saluted the eight people on the carved chair, and he didn't smile at all.

"Sit down, this time the Xuanyin Sect opened the sect to recruit disciples, and many fellow Daoists came to watch the ceremony and congratulate them, but these days I often hear discussions, and everyone wants to see what kind of disciples have been worshiped in the soul cultivation lineage. The crane-haired black-bearded old man sitting in the center of the hall said with curiosity and a smile.

"It's him, although the posture is very inferior, but the perseverance is acceptable, and there are no disciples in the soul cultivation lineage, and he will be the big disciple of the soul cultivation line in the future. The obese middle-aged man pulled his face and glanced at Ji Fan, who was thrown to the ground in the square in front of the palace.

"What do you mean by the senior disciple, the senior brother of the peak vein?" some of the new disciples couldn't help but show a look of horror.

"Waste, stand up, don't be embarrassed here. The fat middle-aged man's roar in front of everyone went straight to Ji Fan's mind.

"What, this first seat of the soul-nourishing vein is too terrifying!" a young man with thunderous eyes secretly swallowed his saliva.

Ji Fan, who was covered in black blood, moved, trembling and standing up with difficulty, but his bleeding eyes could not see the situation at the top of Xuanjian Peak.

Seeing that Ji Fan's seven holes were bleeding and there were dense pinholes on his body, Ye Yao, who had entered the Yin Demon Peak, covered his mouth with a pair of show hands, wanting to say anything but didn't dare.

And Han Yue, who worshiped the spirit corpse and disguised herself as a man, couldn't help but be moved when she faced Ji Fan's appearance.

The girl who was robbed of the big sword by Ji Fan entered the vein of the Savage Peak, and at this time, seeing that he was still carrying the big sword, she didn't know what kind of emotions she should have.

"Ji Fan!"

Ji Ming, who is in the yin and demon veins, clenched his hands into fists and secretly hated.

"The one who was recruited into the inner gate this year, including him, has a total of forty-two disciples, and the posture is generally good, I don't know if he has planted a spiritual root?"

"He didn't succeed in opening the pulse, let alone planting the spiritual root, take him to the spiritual testing platform to have a look. The obese middle-aged man pursed his lips with disdain, and didn't seem to have any expectations for Ji Fan.

"Buzz~~~"

Ji Fan was carried by two disciples to the array disk outside the hall, and with the flow of the runes of the spirit measuring disk, soon the array disk was glowing with faint blue light and fire.

"Is it just spiritual breath? Before even the spirit yuan was born, Senior Brother Mu arranged to walk the needle spirit path, is there any lack of consideration? Even if this son has extraordinary perseverance, it will be difficult to make any progress in this life. "The first palace woman in the palace of the Demon Peak questioned the obese middle-aged man.

Not only the people who came to watch the ceremony, but even the many disciples in the square in front of the hall also showed strange surprises.

"If you don't have the posture of stepping on the peak, even if you plant the spiritual root, what can you do, waste is waste after all. "The cruel statement of obese middle-aged people even makes people scold.

"Huai Sheng, don't forget, the Xuanyin Sect pays attention to benevolence, how can you speak like this in front of the disciples of other sects. For the obese middle-aged man talking nonsense at the worship ceremony, the crane-haired black-bearded old man glanced at him.

"I don't care if the other lineages are benevolent or not, but all the disciples who have entered the first lineage of the Soul Cultivation Peak are such strict teaching methods. The sneer of the fat middle-aged man made some new disciples secretly rejoice that they did not choose to raise the soul of the peak.

"I have long heard that cultivating in the Soul Cultivation Peak is like being in purgatory, I am afraid that even if there are disciples who can step on the peak posture, they will not be able to stand the teaching method of Mu Shouza, no wonder the disciples of the Soul Cultivation Peak are dying and fleeing. A man with an ancient sword on his back and his arms around his chest stood on the right side of the square in front of the hall and said with a smile.

"It's the first Gu Peng of Ling Gangzong!"

Some of the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect knew the speaker with the ancient sword on his back.

"This year, Soul Cultivation Peak has also included disciples, and the Xuanyin Sect's worship ceremony is over, and I hope that all the juniors and sisters will teach the disciples with their hearts and shoulder the rise and fall of the Xuanyin Sect. The crane-haired black-bearded old man took the words and said aloud in front of everyone.

"Obey the teachings of the senior brother in charge. ”

Including the obese middle-aged people, the elders of all the veins of the Xuanyin Sect bowed down to the black-bearded old man of the crane hair and received the edict.

"After three months, the disciples of the sect will be compared, and new disciples can also participate. "The arrangement of the crane hair and black beard made many disciples inevitably show a look of eagerness to try.

Before the fat middle-aged man took Ji Fan to Xuanjian Peak, the worship ceremony had obviously ended, and it was nothing more than waiting for the soul to be raised.

"Can you still hold on?"

The young woman in the plain skirt walked to Ji Fan's side and asked him in a soul voice.

Ji Fan nodded, if it weren't for the soul sound, his ears would no longer be able to hear it.

All of a sudden, the treasure light on the top of Xuanjian Peak flickered, and the new disciples of the various sects who could not take the imperial treasure into the sky were gradually taken away by the old disciples.

Unlike the first seat of other peaks, the obese middle-aged man and the young woman in the plain skirt did not stay in Xuanjian Peak, but just left with Ji Fan, the only disciple.

"Senior brother in charge, Mu Huaisheng is really getting more and more excessive, his temperament is capricious, what is the difference between the current soul cultivation and the root, do you want to continue to let it go?"

"A person who lives in remorse, do you also have to worry about him? Xuanyin has only one of the five sons left, seventy years ago, the Great War of the Hundred Sects, seeing the four senior brothers die in front of him, it is an eternal pain in his heart, every time he wakes up in a dream, I am afraid he will blame himself for his cowardice!"

"Even so, it still can't go on like this, he is getting more and more anxious, over the years, how many promising disciples of the soul cultivation lineage have been buried because of his persistence, even if there are still alive, they can't stand his cruel abuse, and they became traitors, and they are still pure, and they are still the child, let him be beaten and suffered, but he was sent into the Hundred Tombs Mountain Range, and when he finally insisted on coming out, his body was pierced through three fist holes, and his head was cut off in half, what a good child, just ......like that" The old woman of the blood Luo lineage was the first seat, and when she said it, she couldn't even hold back her anger.

"According to Mu Huaisheng's teaching method, that Ji Fan is estimated to not live long!"

"This year, the new disciples of each sect have posture and quality, and it is the most in recent years, and the Soul Cultivation Peak is already like this, it is too late to say anything now, and I can't take care of it, but you have to strengthen the cultivation of disciples with posture, the day of the Ten Demon Dao to elect the leader of the alliance is approaching, and you must not be careless. "The old way with crane hair and black beard is more about looking forward to the younger generation of the sect.