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Located at the foot of the Qinglian Mountains, the Dengxian Inn is crowded with people, and the travelers in the inn are all cultivated. A congenital master who was rare to see in the past, he could hit more than a dozen of them by throwing a stone in the Dengxian Inn.

There are many people like dogs in nature, and they are full of land after tomorrow.

These monks are all here to open the mountain of the Qinglian Sword Sect to accept disciples. As one of the four major cultivation holy places in Qingzhou, the Qinglian Sword Sect's attraction to monks is self-evident.

At this time, a young man walked into the Dengxian Inn, sleeping in the open, his clothes and trousers were patched, but his eyes revealed a calm look, which was in stark contrast to his immature face.

This young man is Xiao Dai from Qinglian Residence.

There are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames, and the winemakers in the middle of Qinglian all call Xiao Dai a nerd, which is very right.

Before Su Qi left, he asked Xiao Dai to have a good experience and went to the Qinglian Sword Sect to participate in the opening of the mountain and the collection of disciples. Xiao Dai really put aside the spacious official road and did not leave, plunged into all kinds of dense forests, and crossed the dense forests with his bare hands.

As a result, it was only half a month's journey for mortals, but he, an acquired master, walked for two months to arrive at the Qinglian Sword Sect, but fortunately he did not miss the opening of the mountain and the gathering of disciples.

Walking into the Dengxian Inn, the strong popularity came to his face, and Xiao Dai seemed to return to the metropolis from the wilderness in an instant, and he was a little restrained for a while.

Especially the travelers in the Dengxian Inn, all of them have cultivated their bodies, and there are not a few monks who are stronger than him. Xiao Dai glanced at it lightly, and saw at least ten innate cultivators. With his cultivation in the later stages of the day after tomorrow, he can only shoot in the middle of the Dengxian Inn.

"Pavilion Master Su, I will definitely worship the Qinglian Sword Sect and will not disappoint your expectations!"

Xiao Dai clenched his fist fiercely to cheer himself up.

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Chaoyang Garden.

"Miss, it's time for us to leave!"

An old man in purple said bitterly.

"I'm not leaving!"

Chu Xi pursed his red lips and looked stubborn.

The old man in purple smiled bitterly when he saw Chu Xixi's appearance.

"Miss, you've been willful for three years, it's time to go home. Could it be that you still want to worship the inner gate of the Qinglian Sword Sect?"

"Uncle purple, let me be willful again!"

Chu Xixi shook the arm of the old man in purple and coquettishly.

"Miss, the head of the house is still waiting for you to go back. There are some things that you can't force on!"

Chu Xixi's delicate Qiong snorted coldly.

"I'm going to be reluctant!"

"I prefer to stay in the Qinglian Sword Sect!"

"I prefer to stay by Su Qi's side!"

"Even if it's his apprentice, I'm willing!"

Chu Xixi said with a persistent face.

Seeing Chu Xixi so persistent, the old man in purple felt very troubled.

"Miss, don't you like Su Qi, if you become his apprentice, the head of the family will definitely not agree to the two of you. You might as well go back with me first, and think about it in the long run!"

In the eyes of the old man in purple, first trick Chu Xixi back to the state pastor's mansion, and as for what to do after the deception back, this problem will be left to the state pastor.

"Hmph, who said no!"

"Aren't Guo'er and Aunt together?"

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Boom!

A strong wave came out of the disciple's retreat, followed by a long howl, a long howl, flowing with a thick excitement and joy.

"Mid-stage Qi training!"

A burst of light erupted in Chu Tianyang's eyes, after he was humiliated by the sow a month ago, he learned from the pain and decided to retreat and cultivate, and never leave the level without breaking through to the middle stage of qi training.

After a month of penance, he finally took his cultivation to a new level.

When the outer disciples were in the middle stage of Qi training, they had the cultivation of the middle stage, and looking at the Qinglian Sword Sect for thousands of years, they were all invincible opponents of the outer disciples.

"The opening of the mountain and the gathering of disciples is the place where I rise, even if you Su Qi reach the sky with your hands and feet and obstruct it in every way, it is impossible to interrupt my rise road. ”

Chu Tianyang's eyes were full of confidence, and he seemed to have stepped out of the shadow of the sow.

"But I can't expose my cultivation for the time being, and when the Mountain Opening and Disciple Acceptance Conference enters the climax, I will explode and become a blockbuster!"

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Qinglian Peak, the highest peak in the Qinglian Mountain Range, is also the main peak of the Qinglian Sword Sect, towering into the clouds and full of immortal energy. There is only one ancient road leading to the top of Qinglian Peak, and the ancient road climbs up the rock, with a total of 99,999 steps.

On this day, under the Qinglian Peak, tens of thousands of monks rubbed their shoulders and were eager to try, and their eyes showed a strong color of excitement.

At the entrance of the ancient road, a disciple in Tsing Yi had a grim face, with a three-petal green lotus embroidered on his chest, staring at the dense crowd in front of him.

"There are three levels for this sect to open the mountain and collect disciples, and after passing the three levels, you can call me a senior brother. The ancient path in front of you is the first level. ”

"Within three hours, if you reach the top of Qinglian Peak, you will pass the test. However, your storage rings will be sealed during the climb, and anyone who violates the rules will be expelled from Qinglian Peak!"

"Do you understand?"

The disciple in Tsing Yi shouted loudly.

"Got it!"

The cold aura on the face of the disciple in Tsing Yi was slightly restrained.

"The first level of the ancient climbing trail has officially begun!"

As soon as the disciples in Tsing Yi finished speaking, the dense monks were like locusts and climbed the ancient path of Qinglian Peak.

There are three levels in the Qinglian Sword Sect to open the mountain and receive disciples, the first level is to climb the ancient road, the second level is to understand the sword stone, and the third level is to climb the immortal bridge.

Climbing the ancient road, a total of 99,999 steps, towering into the sky, during which you can not take the elixir and spirit wine in the storage ring, testing the monk's willpower.

The second level of the sword stone requires the monk to realize the sword move from the sword stone to test the monk's understanding.

As for the final ascending to the Immortal Bridge and testing the monk's qualifications, only if the talent is enough can this enter the inner gate of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Of course, the monks who can come this far are all people with perseverance and good understanding, even if they don't climb the Immortal Bridge, they still have the opportunity to enter the industry of the Qinglian Sword Sect as a steward.

Chu Tianyang's figure was originally mixed in the crowd, but as soon as the disciple in Tsing Yi finished speaking, the whole person rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Within a few breaths, Chu Tianyang came to the first group of many monks and strode forward.

The ancient path of Qinglian Peak, towering into the clouds, is arranged with mysterious formations, and every time you climb a step, the gravity on the steps will increase, making the monks who are weaker in cultivation seem to be stuck in a quagmire.

But Chu Tianyang didn't seem to receive any restrictions, and strode forward, not even taking a breath. However, if you look closely at Chu Tianyang's direction of travel, you find that his path is not a straight line, but flickering left and right, and there is no regularity at a rough glance.

"Hehe-ignorant!"

Chu Tianyang looked at Zhao Yang Hanbing and the others in front of him, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The first level of the Qinglian Sword Sect is not only a test of the monk's willpower, but also a test of the monk's eyesight.

Climbing the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps in one go, even Chu Tianyang would feel difficult, not to mention the other monks who participated in the opening of the mountain and the acceptance of disciples. Moreover, the storage ring was also sealed, and it was impossible to take pills and spirit wine, which made it even more difficult to climb the ancient road.

If there is no accident, just the level of climbing the ancient road will eliminate nine out of ten monks. And the head of the Qinglian Sword Sect naturally wouldn't do such a stupid thing, and wouldn't give the disciples who participated in the assessment a way out.

Therefore, in the ancient path, there are ninety-nine secret realms, and the elixir and spirit wine have long been prepared in the secret realms to provide the monks with the true essence.

These secret realms are the endurance stations in the ancient climbing road, and finding the secret realm is the real difficulty in the ancient climbing road.

Others may not know the mystery, but Chu Tianyang has experienced a mountain opening and accepting disciples in his previous life, and he knows the key too well.

After 1,200 steps, Chu Tianyang's footsteps suddenly slowed down, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The first secret realm is here!"