"Purgatory on Earth?" After listening to Xiao Hei's words, Ling Yu obviously couldn't understand the meaning of his words, let alone believe how a wasp that wasn't even a demon beast could make Xiao Hei avoid like a snake and scorpion, with a panicked face.

"That's because you don't know it, you don't know the fear of being targeted by it. Xiao Hei paused, and then said: "The Soul Eater Bee was not originally born in the Huaxia Continent, it is said that it came to this blue planet by searching in reverse along the star path left by the ancient powers. The most terrifying thing about the Soul Eater Bee is not how high its cultivation is, but that it has a terrifying trait: Soul Eater! No matter how powerful a cultivator is, as long as it is targeted, it will invite friends and companions to attack this cultivator together. Moreover, the spirit eater bee has a strong sense of revenge, and those who are identified by it can hardly escape, and they will not die. It will attack people's cultivation first, and quickly suck the spiritual power in the cultivator's body into its own body until it drains the spiritual power in the cultivator's body, no matter what method the cultivator uses, he can't get rid of it, and can only be slaughtered. And when a person's spiritual power is consumed by them, it will also eat away at the cultivator's body, whether it is internal organs, divine consciousness, blood, flesh and skin, it cannot escape their greedy sharp teeth. They will even suck the bone marrow of cultivators, and those who are entangled by the Spirit Devouring Bee are destined to only have a pile of dry bones left!"

After Xiao Hei finished speaking, he held the hot tea tightly in his hand, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes when he looked at Wu Dao. He really couldn't see through what the Taoist priest in front of him was, and at the same time, he was glad that he didn't provoke him last night, otherwise......

"Since this thing is so terrifying, wouldn't it be that whoever has mastered the Spirit Devouring Bee will be invincible in the world!" Ling Yu also felt a chill down his spine after listening to Xiao Hei's words. But at the same time, he also had doubts about who this Taoist priest was.

"It's not as simple as you think, the vast majority of Soul Eaters only have a lifespan of one year, and only a handful of Soul Eaters who can survive more than three years have the ability to reproduce. As a result, the number of soul eaters is extremely rare, and it has even reached the brink of extinction now. Moreover, the Soul Eater Bee does not have such profound wisdom, and they will not be used by people, and the reason why I have the Soul Eater Bee on my body is that I got its hive by chance, and I took them into the realm spirit. Thinking of the Spirit Devouring Bee thrown out, a trace of distress flashed across Wu Dao's face.

"Oh, forget it, the Soul Eater Bee, it's gone, it's gone, and there's no pity if this evil thing runs out!" Xiao Hei listened to Wu Dao's words, it seemed that there was no Soul Eater Bee on his body, so he put his mind at ease, put his arm around Wu Dao's shoulder, and said with a big grin.

"Xiao Yu, I heard that you are going to participate in the assessment of the Tianji Gate, are you going to join the Tianji Gate?" Wu Dao was already in pain because he had discarded the Spirit Devouring Bee, and Xiao Hei looked at him with a sneer. Wu Dao shook off Xiao Hei's fat hand in frustration and asked Ling Yu.

"Yes, I was a little hesitant before I came, but now that I have angered the Cold Moon Pavilion, I must join the Tianji Gate and find a backer for myself. Ling Yu said with a wry smile. He knew that the Han Qing Zhenren was the Second Palm Sect of the Cold Moon Pavilion, and after such a toss by the three of them this time, even if the Han Qing Zhenren did not die, it was estimated that he would only have half a life left. Cold Moon Pavilion must have hated itself at this time, and in the current situation, joining the Heavenly Machine Gate was an extremely wise choice.

"That's good, I heard that Luo Hong, the head of Tianjimen, is upright and upright. If you can enter the Tianji Gate, you will be safe. Wu Dao nodded and pondered. Wu Daojianghu has more experience and experience than Ling Yu, and when he heard Ling Yu's decision, he also agreed very much.

Ling Yu nodded, so far, there is only one way to do it. He believed that no matter how long the hand of the Cold Moon Pavilion was, he would not dare to reach out to the territory of the Heavenly Machine Gate to cause trouble.

The few people chatted a lot before they went back to their rooms to rest. Ling Yu didn't ask about Wu Dao's origin from beginning to end, he felt that as a partner, we had to trust each other, and he felt that although Wu Dao seemed to be cunning and unscrupulous, he was not an evil person.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Ling Yu and the three of them had finished freshening up. Coming to the front hall of the inn, Ling Yu called the shopkeeper and asked, "Little second brother, I don't know how far this place is from the Tianji Gate, how to walk to reach the Tianji Gate?"

"Oh, guest officer, you also went to Tianjimen for assessment, right? In the past two days, I don't know how many Junjie from the Northern Regions like you have inquired about Tianjimen, you asked me, you are the right person. Seeing that Ling Yu was extraordinary, the shopkeeper didn't dare to offend, so he hurriedly replied.

"It's also the first time I've come to the Cold Desert City, and I'm not familiar with life, so I ask the second brother for guidance. After Ling Yu finished speaking, he took out a few taels of silver from his arms, stuffed them into the shopkeeper's second-hand hand, and said with a smile. Although Ling Yu is small, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know how to be sophisticated, and when he goes out, these small pieces of money can often do a lot of things. Even in many cases, silver is more effective than the so-called righteousness of the rivers and lakes. Along the way, Ling Yu knows how to do it.

"Eh, guest officer, don't you see that you are polite, this Tianji Gate is in the Seven Star Peak thirty miles south of here. If you want to go to Tianjimen, the shop is equipped with fast horses, and three good fast horses can arrive in half an hour for only nine taels of silver. The shopkeeper accepted Ling Yu's silver, and naturally he was full of smiles and knew everything. To do what they do is to know how to read people's faces. As soon as Ling Yu made a move, it was more than one or two pieces of broken silver, which was definitely not something that ordinary sons could take out.

"Okay, little second brother, this is ten taels of silver, you don't need to look for it, the rest should be bought for the little second brother to drink. The second brother is tired of pulling three fast horses for me, and we will go out now. Ling Yu took out another ingot of silver from his arms, handed it over to the shopkeeper, and said with a smile.

"Well, you wait here for a moment, and I'll lead the three of you. The shopkeeper agreed, and walked quickly to the backyard of the inn. The inn is a place to earn money, with wine, food, accommodation, carriages and horses, and pawnshops.

After a short time, the shopkeeper appeared at the door of the inn with three red horses. The three horses were sturdy on all fours, with flying manes, their heads held high, and their neighing sounds were crisp and pleasant.

The three of them did not drag mud and water, took the reins from the small second-hand shop, and turned over on the horse. The three of them touched the horse's belly lightly, shouted loudly, and saw the horse's front hooves soar into the air, roll up a cloud of dust, and then gallop away in the direction of the south of the city.

In fact, the journey of thirty miles is only a stick of incense for them. However, Ling Yu didn't want to be too public, so he rode the horse.

The shopkeeper really didn't deceive them, and in less than half an hour, the three of them saw the Seven Star Peak that the shopkeeper said.

From afar, the seven peaks are majestic and steep, reaching into the sky. On each mountain peak, there is a splendid temple standing, the mountains are densely forested, fairy birds are flying, and the sound of apes and tigers roaring is endless. If you look closely, these seven peaks are actually arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper. Looking down the mountain, the layers of stone steps go down the trend, and the hiking path is extremely wide, about three zhang long, extending to the foot of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there is a mountain gate raised by two jade pillars, and three gilded characters are written on the mountain gate: Tianji Gate!

The three of them tied the red horses outside the mountain gate, and they walked up the stairs on foot, walking down the steps to the stone platform at the end.

It has been more than a week since the Tianji Gate assessment disciples were assessed, but the mountain was still full of people, and there was an endless stream of people coming to the assessment. Around the three of them, there were many monks climbing the mountain with them, men and women, young people, children, richly dressed and coarse linen, all kinds of people gathered together, like a grand event, with the heart of pilgrimage.

After about a stick of incense, the three of them finally came to the end of the stone steps. There is a wide circular stone platform, the diameter of the stone platform is about 15 zhang, and around the stone platform there are seven paths leading to the seven peaks, and the stone platform is in the center of the seven peaks.

At the edge of the stone platform, eight chairs are placed, and eight people sit in turn on the Taishi chair next to the wooden table. At this time, the eight people on the stage were talking to each other, and it seemed that today's assessment had not yet begun. Ling Yu listened to the discussions of the people around him while looking up at the eight old men in front of him.

The eight people all have white beards and hair, fairy wind and bones, but their faces are different, some are fat and some are thin, and they are different in height. Among them, three people caught Ling Yu's attention, the first person was the old man sitting in the first seat on the right-hand side. He was thin and seemed to be weak and impervious to the wind, but he gave Ling Yu the feeling that he was as insurmountable as a mountain. The old man was about seventy years old, dressed in a white robe, with white hair tied up by a cyan ribbon and a sword-shaped wooden hairpin pinned to it. The old man's face was wrinkled, his face was thin, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate. And the reason why Ling Yu paid attention to him was because he heard everyone say that this old man named Su Luochen was the head of the Tianji Gate Shaking Light Peak, and the content he taught was the simplest breathing and breathing in cultivation. It is precisely because of this that Su Luochen has not accepted a disciple for fifty years.

Breathing and breathing is the foundation of a cultivator's entry, and the masters of other peaks will teach it when their disciples are getting started, but this Su Lao in front of him only teaches breathing and breathing, because of this, he is often secretly ridiculed by some disciples of other peaks, thinking that Su Luochen has no real talent and real learning. However, Ling Yu felt that this person should be extremely powerful, although he was only a cultivator of the Middle Yuan Realm, but Ling Yu's divine sense was far beyond ordinary people. He believed that this old man Su Luochen must not be as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The other two people who caught Ling Yu's attention sat directly in front of him, and it seemed that they should be the two people with the highest status. The person on the left was wearing a cyan robe and a black crown on his head, tall and burly. The old man's voice was loud, his tiger eyes were not angry, and he was awe-inspiring. Ling Yu heard the person next to him say that this person was the head of Tianji Gate Tianshu Peak, that is, the head of Tianji Gate, Luo Hong.

The other person sat next to Luo Hong, dressed in a blue cotton silk robe, gorgeously dressed, and among the eight people present, only he looked a little younger. Although this person inadvertently looked at the people waiting for the assessment while talking and laughing, no one dared to look at him wherever his gaze passed, because there seemed to be a sharp edge in his eyes, which made people unconsciously lower their heads. Ling Yu inquired that this person was not the head of the Tianji Gate, but was specially invited by Luo Hong, and he was the protector of the Cold Desolation Country, Long Hao.

Ling Yu had heard Ling Feng mention that this protector Long Hao was from the Tianji Gate. Long Hao grew up in Tianjimen since he was a child, his bones are amazing, his talent is extraordinary, and even the head of the previous generation has designated him as a successor. It was only later by chance that Long Hao was appreciated by Chu Mingxuan, the lord of the Cold Desolation Country, and asked him to be the protector of the Cold Desolation Country. In this way, Long Hao left Tianjimen and lived in the palace all the year round, and lived for thirty years.

"Please be quiet, you fellow Daoists, the next is the head of the Tianji Sect, Luo Hong's eldest disciple, Du Qianyu, now I announce to you on the order of the Venerable Master, today's assessment, start now!" Du Qianyu said loudly to everyone.