Elder Ling Qingyang walked in front of all the disciples, stepping on a boulder and standing on a high place.

He looked up at the sky, then glanced at the five hundred newcomers, and said loudly: "The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the exercises are natural, and everything pays attention to chance." The five hundred and thirty-two new disciples have remembered, this mountain is called the Mountain of Spiritual Weapons, and it is covered with all kinds of treasures, spiritual weapons, and immortal weapons, in fact, your physique has already determined what weapons you use. So wait a while, the five hundred and thirty-two of you have been climbing up, and when you climb to the height where you can't climb, the treasure weapon in your hand is your first weapon before you learn the art, do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Including Zhang Zichen, five hundred and thirty-two rookie disciples replied aloud in unison.

In fact, to put it simply, you newcomers climb this spiritual weapon mountain, whoever climbs higher will have better weapons, and whoever climbs higher will have the best weapons at hand.

This is quite understandable.

Zhang Zichen looked up at the sky, and suddenly asked loudly, "Senior brother, how many floors do you think I can climb?"

This was an unintentional sentence, but at this time it was spreading around.

Since everyone was listening to the elder Ling Qingyang's speech, no one spoke, and Zhang Zichen's unintentional words made everyone present listen to it really well.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they laughed, they laughed very hard, this laugh, is a mockery.

I saw Elder Ling Qingyang hey twice, and replied, "You are the one with the worst roots and qualifications among the new disciples in this realm, right?"

Zhang Zichen didn't care about these ridicules, and nodded: "Yes." ”

"Hmm! Ling Qingyang was full of white hair, draped around his waist, he squinted his eyes and said, "It's not enough to just rely on courage, Zhang Zichen, everyone will climb up in a while." He, Huang Fuqi, he may be able to climb to the layer of the middle grade spirit weapon, but you, at most, climb to the layer of the lower grade treasure weapon, and you will not be able to go up again. ”

What Ling Qingyang said was tantamount to saying in vain, wouldn't it be tantamount to making fun of Zhang Zichen when he said this?

This mountain of spiritual artifacts is about 10,000 feet high, and from top to bottom, it is divided into many levels:

The highest layer is the artifact layer, and there are no weapons inserted on it for the time being;

The next layer is the immortal weapon layer, and there are originally upper, middle and lower grade immortal weapons, but the three immortal artifacts all belong to the lower grade immortal vessels;

Then go down in turn, there is the upper grade spirit weapon layer, the middle grade spirit weapon layer and the lower grade spirit weapon layer;

At the bottom are the upper grade treasure layer, the middle grade treasure layer and the lower grade treasure layer.

According to what Elder Ling Qingyang said, Zhang Zichen could only climb to the lower grade treasure weapon layer, which meant that with Zhang Zichen's physique, he could only select weapons at the lowest level.

Suddenly, Zhang Zichen's eyes dimmed, could it be that the physique of the human race was really so bad, and there was really no chance to cultivate?

Just when Zhang Zichen was entangled, the emperor in the crowd threw a contemptuous look at Zhang Zichen, Zhang Zichen hated this person's eyes the most, so he swore that even if he was crushed in the future, he would do his best to climb up!

After everyone laughed for a while, Elder Ling Qingyang smiled and said, "Okay, let's come back again, everyone can listen later, this mountain of spiritual weapons is murderous." Although the murderous aura of these weapons is transparent and invisible, it has turned into substance, and as soon as you get close to the mountain of spiritual weapons, the murderous aura will swoop towards you. ”

Elder Ling Qingyang moistened his throat and continued: "At the lowest level, the murderous aura is weak, the higher the level, the more murderous the aura will be, once you find that your body can't withstand this murderous qi change, you must stop in moderation, take the weapon on the spot, and take it for yourself." That's all I have to say, do you understand?"

"Understood!" replied aloud to the five hundred rookie disciples.

"That's good, in that case, I don't have anything to say, you can climb up now, wherever you climb, which weapon is your first choice. After Ling Qingyang finished speaking, he stood on top of the boulder and stood still like a mountain, supervising the five hundred newcomer disciples.

Although Elder Ling Qingyang said that he could start climbing the Mountain of Spirit Weapons, some disciples were timid and did not dare to move forward.

Even Huang Fuqi was a little conscientious and didn't dare to step forward.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen, who was originally at the back of the line, walked from the crowd to the front without hesitation, at this moment, time seemed to stand still, no one thought that when everyone was afraid, it was the so-called waste in this person's mouth that walked out first.

Zhang Zichen came to the foot of this dark mountain, looked up at the high place, all kinds of weapons were emitting light, like stars in the sky blinking, as if waiting for the master's embrace.

"I must climb as high as possible!

Zhang Zichen looked at the highest layer, where the three immortal artifacts exuded a powerful light, flickering non-stop.

After muttering Zhang Zichen in his heart, Zhang Zichen turned around, glanced at the audience, and then silently walked towards the foot of the mountain.

"Dare to go first, Xiong You, let's go too!"

Seeing Zhang Zichen walking out first, Huang Fuqi was not to be outdone, he shouted, and then strode forward and walked side by side with Zhang Zichen in the front row.

"Yes, yes, yes, this waste dares to go first, and I'll go up too!"

"We must not let the waste be flattened!"

For a while, the five hundred newcomer disciples began to make a fuss, and followed Huang Fuqi towards the Spirit Weapon Mountain, all ready to climb.

Seeing these hundreds of disciples with such confidence, Elder Ling Qingyang, Duanmu Batian and the others were dumbfounded, they were not surprised by the confidence of these disciples, but surprised by Zhang Zichen.

Generally speaking, every group of newcomers who come here is scared at first.

Almost every time, it was only after Master and Ling Qingyang carefully advised and comforted many times that the newcomers cautiously followed.

And this time, it was actually a waste, and he was not afraid of anything, so he rushed forward.

That's what surprised everyone.

In order not to be overtaken by others, Zhang Zichen took the lead in coming to the foot of the mountain.

The mountain of spiritual weapons is very steep, the whole body is dark, and the mountain is lined with various rocks, and all kinds of weapons are inserted into the entire mountain.

Of course, this is not the most dangerous, because on the entire mountain, there is a strong murderous aura, and these murderous auras are the terrifying places.

Zhang Zichen climbed a sharp boulder and began to climb up.

Woo Woo -

In an instant, countless transparent murderous aura was like a knife, flying towards Zhang Zichen from all directions.

Small wounds gradually appeared on Zhang Zichen's skin.

Seeing this, Zhang Zichen did not hesitate to use the true qi in his body and began to resist these murderous qi.