Chapter 266: Immortal Sword Pavilion

"Senior Brother Zhao, why didn't you see Senior Uncle Yunge coming?" the monk surnamed Song asked the senior brother beside him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Senior Brother Zhao smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother may not know about some things when he went to Luoxia City this time, have you heard of Donghua Yuxu Sect?"

The monk surnamed Song nodded: "I heard that the Jade Void Sect has become the most powerful immortal sect in Donghua, but what does this have to do with Uncle Yunge not coming?"

Senior Brother Zhao sighed: "Hey, don't you know, Chen Hao, the first person of the Jade Void Sect, recently attained the realm of life and death, and advanced to the first great cultivator in the Jiuhua era, do you know the stakes?"

"Hey~, the great monk of the realm of life and death, this Chen Hao is so powerful, not to mention that realm, even if it is the foundation building realm, I haven't cultivated it yet, it's really terrifying. ”

Senior Brother Zhao sneered: "It's not just terrifying, if the Jade Void Sect has the intention to dominate at this moment, no one in Jiuhua can stop the footsteps of the Jade Void Sect, however, Uncle Yunge went to the Jade Void Sect this time to discuss important matters, and the specific things are not something we can speculate." Okay, you take these people to test it quickly, this Jade Void Sect is really lucky, and it has accepted such a powerful disciple, I hope that my Qingyun Mountain will also produce such a powerful disciple as soon as possible, then our Qingyun Mountain will have no worries. ”

The monk surnamed Song nodded, and took a few steps to catch up with the team in front of him.

The place where this second level is located is called Lianxinya, and the stone steps are steep and uneven, and the sides are even more dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will fall down.

As long as you climb to the top, you can get started, although the refining of the heart is not very high, but there is a hidden universe in it, the more you will get to the end, the more tired you will be, if it is Chen Hao, it will almost only take an instant to reach the top, but these are all mortals in front of you, and the worse the foundation of the immortal road, the more tired you will be.

At this moment, Bai Le walked for less than half a day, and felt that his legs were like lead, sweating like rain, and it was difficult to step out of breath.

In front of him, there were more than a dozen strong teenagers, all of whom were panting and slowly climbing up. Until now, none of them have given up.

Bai Le gritted his teeth and insisted, he knew that this was his last chance, if he wanted to get rid of the Bai family's mercy and have freedom from him, he had to persevere and enter Qingyun Mountain.

At this moment, a young man behind him suddenly trembled under his feet, stepped on the air, and his body fell quickly from the side, and the screams of horror suddenly rang out.

"Help!"

Everyone stopped, looked down in unison, only to see a black light flickering, a Qingyun Mountain disciple rushed out of nowhere, grabbed the body of the young man in mid-air, and gently landed at the foot of the mountain.

Bai Le's face was pale, silent, and he continued to climb up cautiously, time passed in a hurry, and two days later, the dozen or so teenagers in front of him were no longer visible.

Bai Le didn't know how many of these companions had given up, he only knew that he absolutely couldn't give up, although his legs and feet had already touched the blood bubbles, and the stinging pain in his heart came from the broken blood bubbles, he still insisted on climbing forward with his hands.

"Hey, the avenue is ruthless, although the fairy road has been opened, but it is still ruthless," a leisurely sigh fell from the top of the mountain peak, this is a middle-aged Taoist priest in green clothes, fluttering down from the stone steps, walking quickly beside a teenager, with a look of emotion.

When passing by Bai Le's side. The middle-aged man paused slightly. In front of him was the sixth boy he had seen. But definitely the most embarrassing one. Covered in blood. The clothes were already soaked with blood. Knee. The toes are bloody and blurry. It's all about climbing with both hands. The middle-aged man sighed softly. "Kid." What's your name?"

Bai Le's expression was already blurred. He had only one thought in his mind. That is, to die and climb to the top of the mountain. For middle-aged people to interrogate. He didn't hear it at all. In his eyes. Except for this stone step trail. Nothing else.

The middle-aged man looked into Bai Le's eyes. I was quite moved by the strength of his heart. The hand pressed on Bai Le's head. Then he shook his head and muttered to himself, "Perseverance is excellent." It's a pity that the qualifications are ....... Missed. No reason......" He looked at Bai Le deeply. Continue down the stone steps.

The next night. Bai Le's hands were blurred with flesh and blood. He climbed the stone steps. Leaving a deep trail of blood. For these. Bai Le didn't know anymore. He was now moving his body with a single thought. The breath is on the verge of dying.

On the third day the sun rises at the moment. He vaguely saw the end of the stone staircase. Unfortunately, at this time, a ruthless voice came like thunder. Shocked into the heart.

"The time has come. Only three qualified. Rest...... Failure!"

Bai Le laughed miserably, and his body fell to the stone steps unconscious.

Three days ago, the middle-aged man in black who tested his talent stood on the top of the mountain, looking at Bai Le, who was less than fifty meters away from here, with a ruthless look in his eyes.

At this time, several Qingyun Mountain disciples quickly walked down from the top of the mountain, and along the way, they took all the teenagers who were still persisting to the mountain and fed them medicine in a unified manner.

"Senior brother, only three of the ten testers have passed. A female disciple of Qingyun Mountain reported coldly, she had experienced such a cruel test back then, and finally relied on the foundation of practicing martial arts since childhood, barely qualified in perseverance, and became a registered disciple.

The middle-aged man in black had a cold expression, nodded slightly, swept his gaze, and the young man who was all unconscious said lightly: "The qualified three will take them to the miscellaneous office to arrange future work." Those who gave up were sent back to their respective families. As for the people who persevered to the end, after they woke up, they were sent to the Immortal Sword Pavilion to see if anyone had a relationship with the Immortal Sword, and if not, they would still be sent back to their respective families. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged people didn't look at these teenagers, and walked away.

Three days later, all the young men in the Immortal Sword Pavilion, including Bai Le, stood aside with pale faces, Bai Le's injuries had healed, but the wounds in his heart were torn, and the heart-piercing pain could not stop devouring his body and mind.

This fairy sword test was not presided over by a middle-aged man in black, but a strange young man in white, but without exception, all of them looked at them with cold faces, as ruthless as looking at ants.

"This is the final test for those who can walk into this room. The young man's words were brief, and his face was even more impatient.

As far as Bai Le's eyes could see, it was an extremely ordinary house, and the door in the middle of the house was opened, and when he looked inside, he saw ancient swords of different lengths placed inside.

One by one, the teenagers walked towards the room in order, and the first teenager had just approached the house five meters before he looked struggling and was pushed back a few meters by an invisible force.

"Not qualified!" the young man said lightly.

Bai Le was the seventh, and the previous six were all unable to advance at five meters, and he smiled bitterly, bringing up the few remaining expectations in his heart, and walked forward.

Easily stepping over Bai Le at five meters, his inner expectation rose rapidly, his mouth was dry, his heart was beating wildly, and he continued to step out of one meter, and he did not feel any discomfort at this time.

The young man's eyes flashed, revealing a look of interest, and his face said slowly: "Don't hesitate to continue walking inside, if you can enter the house and get the approval of the fairy sword, even if you fail the previous two tests, you will be accepted as a real disciple!"

The other ten teenagers all looked envious, and there was a deep jealousy hidden in this envy.

"I go back with the breeze, and the breeze falls between heaven and earth, ......" Bai Le's heart was constantly echoing with passages of scripture at this time, this scripture came from within the Fairy Sword Pavilion, and Bai Le could hear it more clearly every time he took a step closer.

The moment he stepped on the threshold, the voice was already deafening.

And the young man who guarded the pavilion was even more arrogant, this fairy sword is the symbol of Qingyun Mountain, and it seems that he has never left after thousands of years.

It can be said that this fairy sword is the shelter of Qingyun Mountain, and this fairy sword is the luck of Qingyun Mountain.

How could this kind of immortal sword make this pavilion guard disciple not shocked, if Bai Le was really accepted by the immortal sword, it was likely that he would instantly become the representative of Qingyunzhi and enjoy the highest treatment.

Even if he couldn't hold this immortal sword, Bai Le, who had already entered the pavilion at this time, had already obtained the qualification of a disciple of Qingyun Mountain.