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After a thousand steps to climb the ladder, Wang Yu had mastered the method of breathing and breathing taught by the old man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the help of the fast-flowing demon blood in his body, between breaths, the speed at which he absorbed the Yuan Qi on this Xuantian Peak doubled, which was enough to make up for the Yuan Qi he consumed!

He carried the load of firewood weighing 10,000 catties on his shoulders, and he felt like he used to carry a load of 200 catties of firewood on the Zulong Ridge, which was quite easy.

Zhou Wen and Zhu Yan were greatly surprised in their hearts.

The old man was also secretly surprised in his heart.

The four of them continued to climb towards the summit of Xuantian Peak.

The mountains are getting more and more dangerous and strange.

After more than half an hour, the mountain road was divided into two parts, one to the left and one to the right.

It seems to all lead to the peak.

The old man stopped, touched the gray beard under his chin, and said with a smile: "The road on the left is close, you can reach the Qianlong Courtyard in half an hour, and the road on the right is far away, it will take two hours, which one do you want to take?"

Zhu Yan gasped: "Uncle, we have been climbing for more than two hours since we came down the mountain, and we can't stand climbing for another two hours, let's go to the left!"

Since Zhu Yan said so, Wang Yu and Zhou Wen naturally had no objections.

The four of them walked up the mountain road on the left.

After walking a short time, they came to the edge of a cliff.

In front of him lay a river of clouds flowing down from the peak of Xuantian Peak.

It is hundreds of zhang wide, the clouds and mist are rushing, and the waves are magnificent!

Poured into the cloud lake with a radius of nearly 1,000 miles around the mountainside of Xuantian Peak.

Zhu Yan cautiously walked to the edge of the cliff, and when he saw that the clouds and mist below were shrouded and bottomless, he couldn't help but panic and retreated quickly.

He looked at the old man with a bitter face, and said pitifully: "Uncle, there is no road, how can you get there?"

The old man touched the gray beard under his chin, pointed to some blue-black dots in the cloud river, and said with a smile: "Isn't it okay to step on them?"

Those small blue-black dots appear and disappear in the mist-rolling river of clouds, one every two or three zhang, although not very regular, but they can roughly lead to the opposite side of the river of clouds, like the stones that are commonly seen stepping on the river.

Wang Yu, Zhou Wen, and Zhu Yan took a closer look, only to find that it was not an ordinary stone, but the peak of some extremely steep and precipitous small peaks in the abyss.

The three men looked at each other.

Zhu Yan turned his head to look at the old man, and said with a bitter face: "Uncle, if you step on the air with one foot, won't you fall into the abyss and fall to pieces?"

The old man touched the gray beard under his chin and said with a smile: "If you can trust me, a bad old man, I can carry you behind my back later." ”

He turned to Wang Yu and said, "Little brother, thank you for helping me pick such a long road, give me the burden!"

He took the burden from Wang Yu's shoulders, carried it on his shoulders, and staggered to the edge of the cliff.

He held the two bundles of firewood in front of him and behind him with both hands, jumped up, and pointed his right foot on the peak closest to the cliff two zhang away, and then jumped forward two or three zhang again, and his left foot lightly tapped on the next peak.

He carried tens of thousands of catties of firewood on his shoulders, and his feet continued to tap on the peak peak, fluttering past the hundreds of zhang wide cloud river in front of him.

Wang Yu, Zhou Wen and Zhu Yan stood on the edge of the cliff, dizzying.

The old man put down the firewood on the other side of the Yunhe River, and jumped back with his feet on the tip of the peak.

Without the firewood on his shoulders, his posture and footwork are even more agile and elegant.

The old man touched the gray beard under his chin, looked at them and smiled: "You three, who will let me carry it first?"

Zhou Wen looked at Wang Yu, who was stunned, and Zhu Yan, who was in doubt, and bowed to the old man.

"The younger generation has to work hard for the old man first. He said respectfully.

The old man smiled and carried Zhou Wen across the Yunhe River, and then returned to carry Zhu Yan over.

When the old man returned for the third time, Wang Yu had already carefully looked at his figure and footwork six times.

The one hundred and eight peaks in this cloud river, at first glance, seem to be disorganized, but it contains a set of extremely mysterious footwork!

He's seen it all right.

The old man touched the gray beard under his chin, looked at Wang Yu and smiled: "You are really a person with a heart in this later life!

Wang Yu bowed down and said: "Uncle, the younger generation is dull, and there are still some places that are unknown. ”

The old man nodded and said with a smile: "I will tell you this Ling Xubu mental method, you remember it carefully." ”

One by one, he told Wang Yu about Ling Xubu's mental method.

Wang Yu kept his mind in mind, walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the one hundred and eight peaks in the Yunhe, and pondered it carefully.

The old man laughed behind him, "Do you want me to carry you over?"

Wang Yu turned around, threw himself to the ground towards the old man, and said respectfully: "Thank you uncle, how dare the younger generation have Uncle Lao again?"

After saying that, he turned around, jumped forward, and pointed his right foot on the peak closest to the cliff two zhang away, and then jumped forward two or three zhang again, and lightly tapped the next peak with his left foot.

He tapped his feet on the peak in a row, fluttering past the hundreds of zhang wide cloud river in front of him, and his body shape and footwork were almost the same as the old man's!

Zhou Wen and Zhu Yan were standing on the edge of the cliff on this side of the Yunhe, waiting for the old man to come over with Wang Yu on his back, and suddenly saw Wang Yu himself pointing the peak tip, and his figure was extremely elegant, and they couldn't help but be surprised and surprised.

The two stepped forward and were about to ask Wang Yu about it, when the old man came over in a hurry.

He bent down and picked up the firewood and said to the three of them: "Not far ahead is the Qianlong Courtyard, I'll lead you over!"

The three of them thanked the old man and followed him to continue to climb to the top of Xuantian Peak.

When the line is not long, the mountain road turns, and a mountain gate appears in front, and the door is written with red lacquer "Qianlong Yuan" three ancient big characters.

A Xuantian Sect disciple in a green shirt was standing under the mountain gate and looking this way.

Seeing them coming up, the green-shirted disciple hurriedly ran down from a distance, stood sideways on the side of the mountain road, bowed to the ground towards the old man, and said loudly: "Disciple, see Elder He!"

Elder Crane?!

Wang Yu, Zhou Wen and Zhu Yan couldn't help but be taken aback.

Although they knew that this old man must be a low-key master of Xuantian Sect, they never expected that he would be the third-ranked Yunhezi among the seven elders of Xuantian Sect!

Yun Hezi nodded at the green-shirted disciple and said with a smile, "You're here to pick up this year's new disciple, right? These are the three of them!"

He turned his head and smiled at Wang Yu, Zhou Wen and Zhu Yan, picked up the firewood, and walked straight into the mountain gate.

The three of them were stunned for a while.

The green-shirted disciple stood respectfully beside the mountain road, watching the back of the cloud crane disappear inside the mountain gate.

He turned around and said to Wang Yu and them: "Foolish brother Li Yuan, a mid-stage disciple of the Xuantian Sect's Qianlong Academy, is responsible for welcoming all the junior disciples who are entering this year. ”

The three of them hurriedly stepped forward to salute Li Yuan, took out the Xuantie card in their arms and handed it to Li Yuan, and reported their names one by one.

Zhu Yan said: "Senior Brother Li, we met Elder He halfway up the mountain, he had no eyes, and we thought he was a woodcutter who specially chopped wood for the Qianlong Courtyard, Elder He wouldn't blame us, right?"

Li Yuan said with a smile: "How could it be? Senior Brother Zhu is too worried! The old man of the crane is just like the crane of the idle clouds and wild clouds, and he has no shelf! Every year, when a new disciple enters the Xuantian Sect, his old man will go to chop a load of firewood and send it to the firewood room of our Qianlong Courtyard, and within half a year, the firewood room will not need to send someone to cut firewood. ”