The Ice and Snow Palace stands on the top of the peak, and there is a white-clothed beauty waiting in front of the palace for a long time.

"Mother ~ Beauty Mother ~ Qianqian misses you so much."

Seeing the beauty who had been thinking about it for a long time, Wen Yufei threw herself into the arms of An Hua Zhenjun.

"Come on, let my mother take a look...... Qianqian has grown so big, is there a good medicated bath? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I soak it every three days."

Shangguan Xuan'er quietly looked at the warm mother and daughter, and was envious.

Anwar raised his eyes, looked at his only disciple with satisfaction, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, in the middle of foundation building, the foundation is solid, and the cultivation is solid."

"Disciple, thanks to Master's teachings...... Shangguan Xuan'er blushed a little, and said, "Shizun and Senior Sister haven't seen each other for a few years...... The disciples retired first. ”

"Go down, come to the inner hall of Benjun at night."

"Yes."

Xuan'er is still so unpraised, is she too thin-skinned, nervous and a little incoherent......

Anwar sighed, it's much better, take your time. The mother and daughter said goodbye to each other.

In this world, my mother is the closest person to me. Talking about the trivial things of Anwar over the years, Wen Yu only felt very warm and happy when she looked at her, this is her mother in this life.

As for his father, hey, he has a lot of children and grandchildren, and I recently heard that he even has great-grandchildren. Looking at it this way, I'm quite old.

She's an eccentric beauty girl!

Grandpa, as the head of the Murong family, likes her very much (although her father likes her more) and treats her very well, but she just doesn't like to stay in the Murong family.

After all, this family has been inherited for hundreds of years, with lush branches and many branches, and he is not good at house fighting. It's tiring to be intrigued in your own home.

Back in the side hall, Wen Yu threw herself into the soft bed and sighed in satisfaction:

"It's still comfortable ...... your own kennel"

Under her is a futon made of 10,000-year-old ice silk, which feels like jade, warm in winter and cool in summer, invasive by water and fire, and very soft, which makes the lazy insect himself, Zhao Wenyu, like it very much.

It's just that there are more things on the bedding.,It's a little messy.,Hey.,These are small things.,"Messy Beauty".。 The degree of chaos in a girl's room is directly proportional to her beauty.

Tomorrow is the ethereal Zhongzong's once-in-a-decade disciple meeting. Although she is the daughter of Yuanying Zhenjun, she doesn't want to go through the back door, because tomorrow she will test the spiritual root and be tested with hundreds of disciples.

I can finally cultivate immortals, and I feel so much looking forward to it when I think about it.

After tearing off a cleaning talisman, Wen Yu lay on the bed, dazed and about to fall asleep, there was still a tough battle to fight tomorrow.

The morning light is faint.

She was pulled out of the bed by Asakitsuki to freshen up and sent to the foot of Shake Light Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, the shaking light square is full of people.

When Wen Yu came, all the flying boats had already sent the children with spiritual roots to the square.

The Ethereal Sect has two major apprentice squares, one is the Shaking Light Square, which only accepts children who have not cultivated at the age of five ~ fifteen.

The other Xuanji Square has a casual cultivation of cultivation, but it takes a one-year inspection period to enter the inner door.

"Silence—silence—"

Elder Deacon Li Miao'er used her spiritual power, and suddenly her gentle voice resounded throughout the square.

Elder Li watched with satisfaction as the audience fell silent.

Looking around, Zhao Wenyu was also there, so he nodded to her.

"If you have a spiritual root, it is a great creation, you must know that the spiritual energy of my Tianyuan Continent is thin, and there is no one in ten thousand who has a spiritual root! Even the descendants of the Xiuzhen family have many people who have no spiritual roots.

If you have a spiritual root, you will have the talent of cultivation, and you will have the opportunity to win the Great Dao! Therefore, those who have excellent spiritual roots should not be complacent, and they must know that the road to cultivation is long, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky; Those with inferior spiritual roots should not give up on themselves, you must know that there are countless opportunities on the road to cultivation, and there are many high-level monks with many spiritual roots.

Today, whether you succeed in entering the Ethereal Sect or not, you should remember that cultivation is a struggle with the heavens, and qualifications, temperament, and luck are all very important. Your participation in our sect's disciple collection conference today is fate, so you should cherish the fate, and please do your best.

That's all I have to say, and now the Disciple Gathering Conference has officially begun!

The conference is divided into three levels: Dengxian Road, Trial Heart Road, and Chuang Shan Mountain.

Those who only pass one level are miscellaneous disciples; Those who pass the two levels are outer disciples; Those who have passed all three levels are inner disciples.

Dengxian Road is qualified for 5,000 steps, 8,000 excellent, and as for those who climb 10,000 steps - once in a thousand years, all those who climb become great powers. The ranking of the first level is ranked by the number of climbs.

The last two levels can only be known to those who pass the previous level.

Now please start the first level, the road to the immortals. ”

After speaking, the formation opened.

I saw a mountain at the end of the square, soaring into the sky. The mountainside is shrouded in clouds and mist, and there is a ladder made of 10,000 steps of white jade from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, which is the ladder for climbing the immortals.

As soon as Elder Li's voice fell, the children flocked to him, fearing that they would fall behind.

Wen Yu walked unhurriedly.

This road to immortality tests people's perseverance and tenacity, just like running a marathon in a previous life, compared to a momentary speed.

She looked back and saw that there were people behind her, moving at a steady pace. They were wearing robes and robes, and it seemed that they had a monk background in their family and knew some doorways to ascend to the immortals.

But she didn't pay attention to these people, but to the girls who walked unhurriedly like them, but in coarse cloth clothes with several patches on their bodies.

The girl was about 10 years old, with a yellow face and thin muscles, and her hair was yellow and yellow due to malnutrition. At this time, she was following behind her, not far away, looking left and right, her eyes kept rolling, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

That's a surprise.

Those mortal children, which one of them is not scrambling, which makes Wen Yu have some interest in her—and it's just interest. After only paying attention to it, she turned her head and climbed the jade ladder seriously.

Wu Meier was born in Niujia Village, the secular world, and after her mother died and her father married another, her life became sad. The stepmother beat and scolded her, she had to work every day when she opened her eyes, and it was common for her to be scolded and beaten, in order to eat enough, and in order to please her stepmother and the villagers in the same village, Wu Meier was very good at observing words and emotions at a young age.

Ever since she was found to have a spiritual root, she has been paying attention to the children around her and the immortals who are high above.

When she arrived at Shake Light Square, she found many children with outstanding temperament and wearing robes. At first glance, these people are young masters and young ladies from a family of monks.

She looked at them with envy, jealousy and unwillingness, observed their words and deeds, and figured out their intentions in her heart.

After seeing that these young masters and young ladies did not follow the mortal children to rush up, she knew that these people were afraid that they knew some ways to pass, so she followed them unhurriedly.

"Whew-whew-tired!"

"Brother, let's rest."

A little girl in a pink brocade dress pulls a boy in black who is a head taller than her.

At this time, it was almost halfway up the mountain, and the people who came here were all people who had walked four thousand steps, and this little girl looked only eight or nine years old, and it was rare to be tired after holding on for so long.

Wen Yu glanced around and found that there were not a few such examples.