[Chapter Word Count:2570Last Updated:2014-12-2912:00:00.0]

A month later.

On the coast of the East China Sea, there is a huge mound, shaped like a tomb, but there is the spirit of the emperor gushing out day by day, forming a pattern of phoenixes dancing and clouds and dragons in the sky.

Here, it used to be the tomb of a strong man in the Fadan Realm, and later, it was discovered by the first founding patriarch of the Tomb of the God King, and then established a huge palace on it, and gradually became one of the eight hidden sects now.

On this day, a handsome young man in a long hair coat walked slowly and came to the front of the audience.

In front of him, there is a huge palace that covers the sky and the sun, and the dark palace gate seems to enclose the entire country and mountains, and there is no end in sight.

A powerful force of qi and blood rose from it, and in the sky, someone sat in a carriage pulled by the dragon, and walked forward.

Someone is barefoot, splitting the sky with one hand, followed by a fierce tiger and a bear, with ten fingers on both hands, and a stroke in the air, evolving the mystery of the avenue.

On the bright white day, above the man's head, there was a purple swirling starry sky, and countless purple stars were born and fell in it.

"Is this the Tomb of the God King?"

The young man's eyes were distracted, and he muttered, and in his eyes, there was only amazement.

He was accustomed to seeing the immortal mountain and spiritual water of the Changxian Sect, and suddenly saw such a magnificent and solemn hall, such a Dharma Dan-level powerhouse that changed the world and the earth, and he was really a little uncomfortable.

"What are you here for?"

In front of the main hall, two silver-armored guards glanced at the cold of the cloth clothes with disdain, and said coldly.

"I'm here for your introductory trial!"

"Hehe, it's up to you to ......"

The two guards glanced at each other, and one of them sneered: "Okay, I want to participate in the trial and take out five thousand dollars?"

"Why?"

Li Han didn't hear clearly, and asked in disbelief.

"I can't even take out the trial fee of 5,000 yuan, and I still want to enter my God King Mausoleum, dream of you, get out of ......"

One of the silver-clothed guards kicked suddenly, hitting Li Han's heart, Li Han was defenseless, snorted, flew out upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Seeing that he hadn't gotten up for a long time, one of the guards said uneasily, "You won't die, will you?"

"No, it won't. ”

The guard who shot just now said disdainfully: "Seeing that he also has the strength of the sixth layer of qi, he is not so easy to die, and even if he dies, he can't die at our door, go, go and see ......"

As the two spoke, they walked over together, but suddenly saw that the young man in cloth who had been lying on the ground slowly got up from the ground with difficulty, stared at them with resentful eyes, and then staggered towards the distance.

Looking at his desolate and desolate back, behind him, the two silver-clothed guards were stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly, as if they were looking at a stray dog.

"Hahaha...... He still dares to hate us, and he doesn't look at what kind of virtue he is, so he can enter the gate of the immortal family. ”

Two months later.

On the coast of the South China Sea, there is a lake called Ming, the vicissitudes of the lake, the vast does not know tens of thousands of miles, although it is clearly a lake, it is actually a sea.

In the middle of the Ming Sea, there is a high mountain called Fanyin Mountain.

On the top of Fanyin Mountain, there is a huge temple with a golden top and red wall, the incense is prosperous, there are endless visitors all day long, the huge stone bridge in the middle of the lake, connecting the coast, the total length is close to dozens of miles, it is magnificent.

Here, it is one of the eight sects of the hidden world, the Sanskrit Yin Sect.

The Sanskrit Yin Sect emphasizes the need to be born and enter the world, and the beginner disciples must first practice penance in the door for three years, and after cultivating martial arts and Taoist skills, they will go down the mountain and cross the red dust.

In the end, after experiencing three thousand red dust tribulations, he cut off all the dust, so that he could become a great virtue in the temple and a high monk in the door.

Today, at the foot of Fanyin Mountain, a young man came in, his face was dusty and his clothes were shabby, but before he could get in, he was rejected.

"My Fanyin Mountain does not accept people whose roots are not extinguished, your red dust is not broken, the worldly fate is still there, and you can't enter the sect, please go down the mountain!"

The boy was disappointed and left.

Three months later.

There is a sacred mountain in the west, standing between heaven and earth, thousands of feet high, and there are immortal dwellings.

Tiangong Mountain, Tiangong Mountain, among the eight sects in the hidden world, the only one major sect that is famous in the world for refining weapons, today, a handsome young man with a dusty face came over.

"I Tiangong Mountain, recruiting disciples, not focusing on qualifications, but emphasizing understanding, and physical conditions must be sufficient, you are poor and thin, it is impossible for you to dance with a heavy hammer, please go down the mountain!"

......

East China Sea, Nanming, West Wilderness, North Country, Sand Boundary, Yancheng, Outer Cold Frontier, Endless Snow Regions......

Step by step, the young man walked towards these rumored immortal sects, however, all of them were turned away.

One chilling news after another made him thinner and thinner, his cheeks fleshless, and his eyes became darker and darker, silent.

Am I really not fit for the Tao?

The Dao heart, which has always been firm, can't help but be silently shaken at this moment.

"You, the qualifications are not good!"

"You, fate is not enough!"

"You, don't fit the temperament of my famous Hualou!"

"You, an outcast of his sect, I will not accept it from the Yin Dan Sect!"

"You, can you kill the ten Tang slaves in front of you, if you can't, you can't even hold on to the demon heart, what kind of burial evil mountain will you enter, let's leave......"

For a whole year, the cold from east to west, from south to north, the wind and sun, the rain and frost, the feet have long been worn out of how many thick calluses, and the straw sandals have worn out six pairs.

However, what awaited him was the last cold word.

No!

No!

No!

No!

One by one, they didn't accept it, and it hit his heart, or because of his qualifications, or because of his talent, and even, because of his temperament and fate!

Li Han knew that they were just looking for a reason to reject themselves, in this world, how could there be any lack of temperament, fate had not arrived, and refusal was rejection.

Finally, the eight sects of the hidden world have gone through one by one, and now, it is a year later.

Li Han was dressed in cloth clothes, and he was poor, and all the golden tickets he had found on Zhikong's body before had been spent by him on this road, and there was already no trickle left.

It took him a whole year, and he used straw sandals and feet to step on the other six of the Eight Sects of the Hidden World except for the Changxian Sect, however, what was waiting for him was the word rejection.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, difficulties and obstacles, and even twice, faced a life and death crisis, almost died, however, Li Han persevered all the way.

However, until now, Li Han finally can't hold on!

It is difficult to rekindle hope if anyone who is full of hope, for a year in a row, is rejected for various reasons.

The breath on his body is getting deeper and deeper, quiet, silent, and his spirit is even more tired, and the whole person is actually showing a trace of old age.

The continuous rejection made him shaken a little, and his firm Dao heart was silently disintegrating, if it weren't for the copper pieces to soothe him every day, it would be difficult for him to persist in this way.

However, in front of me, the last mountain peak and the last mountain gate finally appeared.

His only hope.

If he doesn't accept it here, then he really has nowhere to go.

- Lunyin Sea Pavilion!

In my ears, there was a faint sound of endless waves, making a sound like playing a piano, which was pleasant to the ear.

Li Han knew that in front of him, this mountain peak was the outer prohibition of Lunyin Sea Pavilion, the ladder of the Heavenly Dao.

As long as they can climb this Heavenly Dao Ladder, they will be able to participate in their introductory trials.

Li Han raised his head.

Above the mountain peak, there are infinite clouds and mist, and the clouds are rolling and cloudy, as if they are flying in pieces.

Beneath the peak, stretching from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, is a white staircase composed of clouds and mist, as if it were substance.

However, the higher up it went, the more faint the white mist ladder became, as if it seemed to be about to collapse and break at any time.

"Is this the legendary ladder of the Heavenly Dao? Legend has it that each step contains a trace of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, and people step on it, like a virtual cloud and mist, how high they can go depends on their understanding and luck, if they do not have a tenacious state of mind, it is easy to stumble and fall, and their bones will be shattered. ”

"But now, what else can I lose? If I don't fight this one, I will even lose the last hope of the Xianmen!"

In my ears, the sound of the waves behind the mountain peaks is getting louder and louder, although it is not the time of the tide on August 15, but even on weekdays, the beautiful scenery behind the heavenly ladder must be extraordinary.

――Lunyin Sea Tide, one of the ten scenic spots in the world, ranked third!

Every year on August 15, the waves sweep over, and they will make a sound like playing the piano, splashing waves, flying tens of thousands of meters into the air, hitting the reef, showing a rainbow-like color in the sun.

This is the holy place in the minds of secular people, and the goal pursued by countless martial artists in their lives.

Independent seclusion, a couple, one of the eight sects of seclusion, the last one - Lunyin Haige!

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