Zhang Mingxin's feet finally slowed down.

Panting for breath in his mouth, Zhang Mingxin looked up at the front and then at the back.

Looking ahead, a huge building door stands, the center of the door is vigorous black characters "Qixuan", if you count carefully, the place where you stand to the door of the building, it is only dozens of steps.

And in the rear, there are only dozens of steps from the white stone platform where Mo Jingchen fell.

For an hour, Zhang Mingxin ran for an hour, but he only ran dozens of steps, the ladder looked very ordinary, white stone, with moss growing on the edge, one piece long, one foot wide, and no more than a few inches high.

Infinite ladder, infinite number, what is geometry?

Zhang Mingxin stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat that almost dripped into his eyes, turned around and asked Mo Jingchen who followed behind him, but his footsteps did not stop, "Brother Mo, this stone ladder, how weird, I can't finish running, count, I have run over a half hill." The two eldest brothers, looking at the departure, entered the door and entered the ...... I've entered the Seven Xuanzong......"

Mo Jingchen's face was cold, but he seemed to be standing under his feet, as if he had watched Zhang Mingxin run forward for more than an hour, "Wuji Ladder, worship my Xuanzong Mountain Gate, whether it is to seek the Tao or find friends, if you can't get by, you won't be able to enter the sect." ”

After a pause, Mo Jingchen said again: "The road, you have to go by yourself in the end, how far is the end, go and explore it yourself." If you don't want to, I will send you down the mountain to find a good man's home, and it will not be difficult to adopt you. ”

Listening to Mo Jingchen's words, Zhang Mingxin's face became tenacious, he threw away his doubts, accelerated again on his feet, and ran harder.

The sweat of children is like rain falling on the stone ladder, but the white stone does not inhale the small sweat, but slowly slides backwards, the sweat drops drop by drop, like a rolling ball, slowly rolling, under the sun, shining like a pearl.

Mo Jingchen looked down at the flickering drops of sweat, raised his head, and slowly walked forward. Infinite trial of mind, endless,

If the heart is not tough, how can you cultivate the Tao, if the heart is not strong, how can you endure the years;

Cultivation is hard, when the Tao is completed, white beard and bald hair, when it is common;

Most of them cultivated straight in, asked in the front, and feathered in an instant;

If your heart is not tough, how can you endure those 100 years of penance......

If the heart is boundless, there will be no limit, and if the heart is fixed, there will be no end.

Step by step, step by step, the steps from the door of the building were reduced step by step, and when the sun was about to sink in the west, Zhang Mingxin finally stepped on the platform of the door of the building.

"I'm here!" Zhang Mingxin was so happy that he raised his hand and shouted to the sky, sweat was sprinkled on his head, his eyes were closed after shouting, and he lay on the ground, his chest and mouth were growing up, panting rapidly, and his hands and feet were shaking weakly.

Several disciples who returned with Mo Jingchen and Zhang Mingxin entered the gate of the Xuanzong Building early, leaving a disciple to meditate and wait here.

The body moved naturally, but the child was so tired that he fell asleep, but it was fine.

"Take him to find a disciple's empty room and let him rest for the night. I'm going to see the Sect Master. Let him stay in the room, and someone will pass it, and then follow. Mo Jingchen walked up to the platform step by step and said to the disciple.

"Okay, Senior Brother Mo." The disciple nodded in response, helped Zhang Mingxin up, thought about it, and asked, "Senior brother, when I entered the mountain gate, I was older than him, and I walked for two days and one night on this infinite ladder...... It only took him three hours ......"

Mo Jingchen didn't answer, just walked forward.

No matter how fast, how much,

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost; The way of man, the loss is insufficient and the benefit is more than gained,

The body is strong and the heart is strong, but it is also a deficiency made up for by the lack of soul and soul, and I just want to cultivate the Tao......

Seeing that Mo Jingchen ignored it, the disciple hugged Zhang Mingxin and wanted to go to another place in the sect.

Inside the gate of the Seven Xuanzong, there is a large hall.

"Master Mingjue has passed away?" A middle-aged man in an ink-colored Taoist robe in the store, with a little surprise on his face, but his tone was ordinary, "You lost an arm, Mingjue passed away, a village was slaughtered, the demon lord of the Ten Thousand Souls Palace, the old ghost of the Futu Gate, what a cunning." ”

The middle-aged man in ink clothes, carrying Mo Jingchen on his back, stood in the main hall, his body was ethereal, if he was there, if he was not there, he seemed to be one with this hall.

The middle-aged man held Mo Jingchen's Xuanguang Youlong Sword, carefully looked at the dense bloodshot on the sword body, and suddenly reached out and stroked it, the blood on the sword was scattered, and the sword body was smooth, but there was no trace of blood and qi scattered, it was actually born and turned into nothingness.

Turning his head to look at Mo Jingchen, the middle-aged man in ink clothes asked, "How is your injury?" ”

Mo Jingchen knelt on the ground, raised his head and replied, "Master, the injury is no longer in trouble, but it is only a ...... loss."

Mo Jingchen suddenly stopped talking, and smiled bitterly in his heart, but he lost an arm, compared to that life......

The middle-aged man in ink clothes is the head of the Seven Xuanzong, Xuanqing.

"Hmph, it's just an arm, it's cheap." Xuan Qing looked at Mo Jingchen, his face was solemn, "That little boy, is there really that treasure?" Mingjue's move is very cunning, why don't you send this child to the Prajna Temple! ”

Mo Jingchen nodded, answered yes, and didn't bother with the master's later question.

"In the future, you will be forbidden to leave the sect, retreat for ten years, and see me again in ten years, if you still don't understand, you will be banned for another ten years!" Xuanqing handed the sword to Mo Jingchen, "Go, that little boy, tomorrow, I will cook for the teacher." ”

Mo Jingchen took the sword, still kneeling, and bowed to Xuanqing: "Master, the bad disciples want to be present tomorrow, and when this matter is over, the disciples will not go out of Xuanzong again, and they will practice the ...... of the exercises."

"Do you know that the number of heads is not so easy to give, this child will have a heart fight when he enters my sect." Xuan Qing stared at Mo Zhenchen for a moment, and turned around, "Although you have excellent talent, you have a wandering heart, if you can listen to me before, and cultivate for another ten or twenty years, then Huqi Mountain will never be so embarrassed!" ”

Mo Jingchen bowed his head and bowed again, and his head was knocked on the stone slab in the hall.

"Disciple repents!"

It was late at night, Zhang Mingxin lay on a wooden bed, staring at the roof of the same plank, without sleep, and his heart was constantly recalling the adventures of the past few days, with sadness and excitement.

The disciples of the Seven Xuanzong sent Zhang Mingxin to this time, woke up Zhang Mingxin, told Zhang Mingxin that his name was Zhou Xin, guided Zhang Mingxin to wash, ate a few bowls of rice porridge, and left, telling Zhang Mingxin not to run around.

Zhang Mingxin looked around, and finally lay on the bed, but he couldn't sleep.

Through his clothes, Zhang Mingxin caressed the warm things that were close to the skin on his chest, thinking about the old monk walking in the mountains on his back, and finally muttered a sentence of the scripture he recited; "The old monk ......", and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the erection sun, not long after sunrise, Zhou Xin, a disciple of the Seven Xuanzong Sect, knocked on the door and entered, seeing that Zhang Mingxin was still asleep, smiled faintly, and woke up Zhang Mingxin to wash.

"The sect master called you to go to the Sanqing Palace, hurry up and wash up, I'll wait for you outside the door." After Zhou Xin instructed Zhang Mingxin, he waited outside the door.

Zhang Mingxin jumped up on the bed, washed a few times, and then followed.

Zhou Xin led Zhang Mingxin out of the courtyard of the wooden house and walked towards the sect.

Zhang Mingxin looked around, there is a wooden house courtyard here, there are large and small, and the style of the wooden house is almost the same.

Zhou Xin led Zhang Mingxin and introduced the Seven Xuanzong.

"Wuji Ladder, behind the door of the Seven Xuanlou, is this thousand pillars, behind the thousand pillars, is the sea of clouds Sanqing Palace."

Zhang Mingxin looked around, there was smoke in front of him, and a wide square, tall and low, with countless translucent pillars.

Under the light, the pillar reflects the human figure, and the light is of various colors, in the clouds and mist, several rainbows cross, it seems that there are several pillars connected, look at it from afar, if it is a miracle, it is like being out of the world.

The pillar, like jade not jade, like stone not stone, flooding soft, close, the pillar is large and small, the smallest is also surrounded by several people, several zhang high, the pillar is surrounded by clouds and smoke, the high, but can not see the top.

Zhang Mingxin was amazed, his mouth was wide open, and Zhou Xin said: "In the middle of the day, there are countless rainbows, but they are not dazzling, and they are the most beautiful at that time." How many pillars there are, there are also good things that the senior brother has calculated, and the smoke covers it, but it is not very clear. Legend has it that among the sects, if a virtuous disciple is feathered or fallen, he can set up a pillar here, and if he is virtuous, the pillar will be taller. ”

Zhang Mingxin looked as he walked, and in the clouds and mist in front of him, a person walked out, Zhou Xin was stunned, his footsteps stopped, and he shouted happily: "Senior Sister Bai, why are you here?" ”

Between the several pillars, in the clouds, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl walked up, carrying a sword on her back and wearing the clothes of a female disciple.

Hearing the sound, the girl's eyes were starry and looked at the two.

Zhang Mingxin was stunned for a while, and his heart jumped.

I didn't know it when I was young, but the girl seemed to be the same age as herself, and the pair of spiritual eyes and cold light seemed to have fallen into Zhang Ming's heart, like a torrent of mirror water.

"Those eyes are really beautiful, blue on the left and blue on the right, like, like a goddess." Zhang Mingxin felt a strange feeling in his heart, and he only stared at those eyes.

The girl nodded and walked over, without words, the girl was also very strange, her eyes were different, the cold light was like a blue sky and clear water.

After a long time, a hand was patted on Zhang Mingxin's shoulder, Zhou Xin seemed to be smiling, and looked at Zhang Mingxin: "Master...... Little brother, fascinated, although Senior Sister Bai Qingyao is young, her posture and Taoism are all praised by all the senior brothers in my Seven Xuan Sect, and her talent is extraordinary, within three years, she must be the best in my sect, and she will be one of the ...... in the name of the Seven Xuan."

Zhang Mingxin sighed and continued to move forward.

The mirror wave in his heart is more, but the girl's heroic and cold eyes are different from the woman in white, Yu Xiu, Wang Jing and others he saw.

Cold, unapproachable, more like, more like a fairy......

After the thousand-pillar platform, Zhang Mingxin saw a large hall in front of him, standing on a white ground, and behind the main hall, there seemed to be many huge gates.

Zhang Mingxin raised his feet, but was pulled by Zhou Xin.

"Little brother, be careful, this foot, but the abyss, once you lose your foot, I'm afraid that only Da Luo Jinxian can save you."

Zhang Mingxin was pulled to pick up his feet, but he picked up a cloud of white clouds, scattered on his feet, and fell back into the white ground.

Zhang Mingxin was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly retreated, which is white ground, it is clearly white clouds.

This sea of white clouds and clouds, stretching far away, seems to reach the edge of the sky, under a closer look, the sea of clouds in several places, like waves rolling.

Zhang Mingxin's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Brother Zhou, this sea of clouds, are you going to fly over with me?" ”

Zhou Xin shook his head: "The Taoist sect is important, and there are secret methods to prohibit the imperial weapon, just imagine, our Qixuan is respectful of the Sanqing, if the disciple crosses the head of the Sanqing day and night, how disrespectful it is." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the place where the sea of clouds was tumbling, and smiled: "Look, you have to rely on them to cross this sea of clouds." ”

Zhou Xin pinched a trick and pointed to the sea of clouds under his feet, and a ball of green qi dispersed into the clouds.

The clouds opened silently, and a huge object was in the middle of the sea of clouds from his feet, which frightened Zhang Mingxin to sit on the ground.

The body of the giant thing is like a fish, the back is flat, but there are bird wings on both sides, jumping up and visible, three zhang long, the mouth is wriggling, the body shakes and sprinkles a burst of water droplets, and falls sideways on the edge of the sea of clouds, shouting to Zhou Xin, the sound is like a song.

"Strange beast silverfish, Xiang Tiansheng water, guarding this sea of clouds, can take the two of me to the Sanqing Palace." Zhou Xin took Zhang Mingxin to stand on the back of the fish, pointed to the Sanqing Palace, and the fish swam steadily out of the sea of clouds.

When he arrived at the stage of the Sanqing Palace, Zhou Xin pinched another trick and shot a ball of green qi towards the sea of clouds.

Zhou Xin led Zhang Mingxin, walked up the steps, knocked on the huge main door of the Sanqing Palace, and said twice: "Disciple Zhou Xin, under the order of the sect master, bring Zhang Mingxin's little brother to see him." Hearing the response in the door, Zhou Xin pushed open the door of the hall, bowed inside the door, signaled Zhang Mingxin to enter, closed the door again, and walked to the sea of clouds to stand.

Zhang Mingxin walked into the hall, nervous, and didn't dare to raise his head too high. Seeing that there was nothing in front of him, he walked forward until he saw something else on the floor, and then he stopped.

With a pop, Zhang Mingxin knelt down and kowtowed: "My name is Zhang Mingxin, and I ...... today Today's apprenticeship, worship you as a teacher. ”

A few laughs remembered, there were men and women.

"Stand up and keep your head up." A majestic voice sounded in front of him, and Zhang Mingxin slowly raised his head, but did not stand up.

In the Sanqing Palace, it was empty, with a majestic and murderous aura, three huge statues in front, an offering table, and then a main chair, sitting on one person, that is, Xuanqing Daoist, and Mo Jingchen standing next to him. On each side of the hall, there is a row of chairs, and four men and one woman sit separately.

It was Xuanqing who spoke.

Zhang Mingxin saw Mo Jingchen, his heart was happy, and he settled down a little.

"The body is a few points stronger than ordinary people, no wonder it passed the test of the infinite ladder in three hours." Xuanqing's eyes were sharp, looking at Zhang Mingxin, Zhang Mingxin was shocked, and lowered his head again.

Xuanqing turned his head left and right, and said to the four men and one woman: "The dealings of things, all the junior brothers and sisters should have understood, what Master Mingjue entrusted is this child, you discuss and discuss, which one is it, accept this son to teach." ”

The only woman, turning her head, did not say anything. It was the first person on Xuanqing's left hand, a middle-aged strong man stood up from the chair, his voice was loud, and he walked towards Zhang Mingxin as he spoke.

"After three hours, I passed the Wuji test, my heart was strong and my body was healthy, and I should be a seedling. There are mostly women in the Liuyue Sect, and I am afraid that they will refuse the boys, not to mention that Senior Sister Mingyue just received a good seedling that is rare in a hundred years two years ago, and she will not accept this child again. The middle-aged strong man said, walked to Zhang Mingxin's side, stroked his beard, stretched out one hand, and put it on Zhang Mingxin's shoulder, "Xiaoyao Sect, Fu Sect, and Yizong have also accepted a lot of elite disciples this year, and this child will let ......."

The middle-aged strong man put his hand on Zhang Mingxin's shoulder, stopped speaking, smiled on his face, and patted Zhang Mingxin's shoulder: "Let me wait for the sect master, accept him as a disciple, and don't live up to the trust of Master Mingjue!" ”

Saying that, the strong man walked back to his seat, sat down with a smile, that smile, but seemed to have other charms, this person is the first seat of the Seven Xuanlu Sect, the whole channel person, the Law Sect, the rules of the Seven Xuanzong Sect, the punishment, among the Seven Xuanzong, the disciple is the most prosperous.

Xuanqing looked at Quantong and sat down, glanced at Mo Jingchen, sighed secretly in his heart, and said to everyone: "I have not accepted apprentices for a hundred years, although several disciples have not succeeded, but I have no plans to accept apprentices again." This son, lacking a soul and a soul, lacks a soul, and only two souls and six spirits remain, if it is not entrusted by enlightenment, it is really not in line with the path of cultivation. ”

In addition to the full pass, everyone was stunned when they stopped, and one or two people secretly sighed pity.

The woman, Mrs. Mingyue, snorted and choked coldly: "Incompatible? Lacking a soul or a soul, or it can still draw qi into the body. Double shortage, or lack of qi refining main soul and main soul, I am afraid that this child will not be able to draw qi into the body in his life, how to talk about qi refining! ”

Xuan Qing glanced at Mingyue coldly, Mingyue didn't pay attention to it, and continued: "If you are at the bottom of the mountain, find him a good family, and it will be regarded as living up to the legacy of the old monk Mingjue." ”

"Senior Sister Mingyue's words are wrong, I heard what Master Mo said, this old monk does not ask this son to become a great weapon, but just wants to fulfill this son's dream, enter the Taoist gate, and cultivate the imperial weapon, ten years and a hundred years, but it is complete." The whole channel laughed, but choked Mingyue, "Could it be that my dignified Seven Xuanzong has inherited the promise of others, but I can't meet it?" The sect master is reluctant to accept it, the Liuyue Sect is unwilling to pay attention to it, and there are two sects of Fu Sect and Art Sect! ”

Saying that, Quantong looked at the two people who were sitting next to Mingyue, but separated from Mingyue by an empty seat, one of them was looking down and pinching his fingers to count something, and the other, seeing Quantong's view, snorted coldly and replied: "Do you think, he called me a mediocre person as a master, and when someone comes to the temple in the future, I see him helping you to wash and cook rice, and stack the quilt to light incense. Don't forget Master Mingjue, who was kind to me and several others back then! If you are not afraid, he will follow me Yizong. ”

Everyone was silent, and Xuanqing sighed to the person who spoke, Liu Zaiyun, the head of the Art Sect.

The fragrance in the hall was curling, but for a while, it was frighteningly quiet.

Finally, Zhang Ming said in a faint heart: "You don't want to accept me as an apprentice, do you?" ”

Zhang Mingxin's words made several people present unable to respond, Mo Jingchen wanted to speak, but was stopped by Xuanqing with his hand.

"Hmph, little boy, don't worry, today they don't want to be your master, tomorrow these seven Xuanzong will be laughed off by the righteous sects of the world!" Mingyue glanced at everyone coldly, got up and approached Zhang Mingxin, and helped him up with one hand, "Why do you kneel so hard, you have no parents and relatives, if you want to kneel, you will only kneel to the person who is your master, or the person who has hurt you, and others, even if it is heaven and earth, may not be worthy of you to kneel!" ”

Zhang Mingxin stood, listening, at a loss.

"I, Xuanzong, have seven sects, I don't want to accept male disciples, you five sects don't want to accept children who lack souls, and there is one case, why don't you ask him to accept it."

Mingyue looked around at several people, some of them were stunned, some were puzzled, all of them jumped their eyebrows, and laughed: "Senior Sister Mingyue said that it is the Drunken Sect, not bad, not bad, I actually forgot, I Qixuan, and this one, haha." ”

"Drunken Sect Elder...... The first one is right in my sect's treasury today. Fang Cai was silent and pinched the first seat of the Fu Sect, Fu Tiekou, and also opened his mouth at this time.

Mingyue looked at Xuanqing, Xuanqing closed his eyes, nodded for a long time, and motioned to Mo Jingchen to bring the head of the Drunken Sect to him.

Mo Jingchen looked at the master, with an annoyed expression, and waited for a long time, seeing that the master was still silent, he gritted his teeth and went out to spread the word.

Don't be shocked, and when you go back, there is a pillar of incense for a long time, during which everyone closes their eyes and recuperates, and they don't say a word, only all-in, with a smile on their faces, and their fingers on the armrests of the chair, gently tapping.

When the door opened again, it was not Mo Jingchen who came in, but an old man in his seventies and eighties, with white hair and dirty clothes, holding a spotted gourd, poured a mouthful into his mouth, and asked loudly: "What is the matter with the sect master looking for me?" ”

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at the old man, but it was Mingyue who said to Zhang Mingxin: "Call Master." ”