There is a mountain in the Taoist Academy, the name is Sumeru, and the success of the mountain can be feathered and soared, and there are many people who believe in it.

Believe in the legend is ordinary people, in the eyes of ordinary people, the Taoist Academy can be regarded as an immortal if they take out a student casually, and the place where they live and practice is naturally the immortal land, if there is a city, it is also an immortal city.

If there is a mountain, it is a fairy mountain.

The students are not ordinary people, so they naturally don't believe the nonsense that the last time the mountain can become immortals, but the faces of the students gathered at the foot of the mountain today are full of respect and fanaticism like pilgrimage face immortals, as if in their eyes, the mysterious Sumeru is about to accept good karma and cross people to become immortals.

The breeze passed, and the snowflakes gradually fell around them, and people waited quietly, sometimes looking up at the sky, and thinking in their hearts, didn't God open his eyes and want to rain again?

"Fools. ”

He Wenliu walked on the gravel-paved but extraordinarily neat path, looking at the faces on both sides who admired and respected the depressed or sneered, and thought silently in his heart.

"It turns out that the taste of honor and disgrace is not so good. ”

He had reason to think so, after the Purple Cloud Competition, the young man who was born out of thin air and caused countless thunderstorms seemed to have disappeared, and no news came out again. Although there is a lot of speculation, as the day of mountaineering approaches, many students are gradually despairing, and the news that Jacques has not woken up has long been confirmed, and people focus on him who is the only one who still has the qualifications to climb the mountain.

The road to Sumeru was not far away, and He Wenliu came to the round platform at the bottom of the mountain, looked up at the top of the mist-shrouded mountain, and swept around.

Most of them have arrived. With him, there are a total of 43 students climbing the mountain. Because he did not participate in the Zuihou competition, He Wenliu ranked last.

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Winter in the north always comes early, although it is the first day, God seems to be unable to hold back his temperament, and he can't help but want to show the majestic and cold style, just now there are still sporadic white feathers. In the blink of an eye, it became a piece of goose feather. The snowflakes in the sky connected the heaven and the earth, and the space around Sumeru suddenly seemed to be integrated, and the fairy spirit was even more condensed.

The monks who participated in the mountaineering were no longer arranged according to the rank of the main and deputy generals. Instead, they are looking for their place purely according to their preferences, and according to the regulations, from the moment they step into the round platform, they have only one identity left: Taoist students!

In other words. There is no difference in strength, background, beauty and ugliness, likes and dislikes, even if you are a cripple, you have the same start as everyone else, and they all step on the same steps.

Dengsumeru, the only thing to look at is chance.

"It's kind of interesting that people with disabilities can climb mountains. ”

Looking at the figure who seemed to be in the clouds in the past, but at this time he was extremely lonely because of the lack of an arm, He Wenliu couldn't help laughing.

"Xiao Shisanlang can only break your arm, but I have a chance to trample you to death. ”

I thought to myself. He Wenliu walked straight over, clasped his fists and said, "He Wenliu, I have seen the Night Lotus Fairy." ”

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This is a new rule set by the dean, in order to reflect the deep friendship of the Taoist family, all students participating in the mountaineering must report their names. And not to mention the branch is extremely hypocritical.

It is said that it is a new rule because although there have been mountaineering activities in the past, it has never been as grand as it is now. The dean felt that the students should not be hostile to each other, and deliberately set up this process that made people cry and laugh, a bit like a singing report.

It turns out. The dean's vision is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people, more than 40 people gathered together, I don't know if it is because the place is too small, or because the students' feet are too big and their bodies are too wide, the hundred-zhang wide round platform has the potential to be unable to accommodate it, if it is not for the sound of the goalkeeper's breath slightly reconciled, I am afraid it will be even more cramped.

The difference is that when He Wenliu signed up, his eyes only looked at Yelian, as if in his eyes, she was the only one on the round platform. ...,

A crippled man.

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Compared with a month ago, Yelian's figure seemed thinner, and an empty sleeve hung down to her side, swaying gently with the wind, like a girl's soft wattle flowing in the water, which was pitiful. Her expression was also different from before, no longer as proud as usual, only ethereal, or ......

"Hollow! Well, that's what it feels like. He Wenliu thought to himself.

After listening to He Wenliu's words and seeing He Wenliu's person, Yelian's gaze fell on He Wenliu's face, but it seemed to have penetrated from his body, and it fell to the sky that was not far away.

He Wenliu was not annoyed by this, smiled lightly and said: "I missed the opportunity to learn from the fairy, and I have been haunted by it. ”

The eyes of the people around him focused on this, a little shocked, and more curious.

They knew He Wenliu and saw his intentions, in fact, what He Wenliu wanted to do, they also had thoughts, but in the end they suppressed it and planned to take a look at it again.

The process of Dabi is well known, and people know that Yelian has never used any magical powers, and several victories are based on magic weapons. Now that her five lotus flowers have been destroyed by Xiao Shisanlang, and she is missing an arm, what is left?

Who doesn't have it here?

No one denies Yelian's talent, no one thinks that she doesn't understand the Tao, if the time is pushed back ten or twenty years, maybe Yelian will rise again and become an existence that needs to be looked up to again.

Right now, only a month has passed, and no one can recover in such a short period of time, and the Flower of Eternity, which was once untouchable and even dared not take a second look at the Howling Dao Academy, has fallen into the mortal dust.

If...... If you make up for it at this time, it will be such a fascinating and exciting pleasure!

Trampling on holiness and nobility has always been the most desired, despicable, and secretive of human nature, and immortals are no worse than mortals, only stronger.

"What can she do? Say a few harsh words?"

Many people think so, including He Wenliu.

Puzzled and curious, he heard Yelian's reply.

"You want me to kill you?"

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Mountaineering is not a big competition, let alone a fight, but it has long been mentioned in the announcement that climbing Mount Meru is not without danger at all. Opposite. In the past, there were many climbers who were bruised and injured on the way, and even those who were in crisis, which is alarming.

This mountaineering is different from the past, people may die, as for whether to go or not, it is all up to the student's will.

No one does not go, thousands of years of history, Mount Meru has long been spread by people to be extremely magical. People know that once you can successfully step on the mountain, it is very likely to bring the closest adventure to the fairy fate. It's a real chance to climb to the top. Compared with this, the attention of the public and even the creation of the history of the Taoist Academy, etc., is the least important name.

The future is exciting. At the same time, everyone remembered that the road to the mountain is by no means an easy one, and can be full of intrigues outside of the crisis.

It should be mentioned that Mount Meru is different from ordinary mountains, after the ancient circle is opened, those who enter it lose contact with the outside world, and even a master like Venerable cannot peep into it. In order to ensure safety, each of the students received a jade plate specially made by the Taoist Academy that can communicate formations, and after leaving their own breath, people from the outside world can judge the location of the students according to the jade plate. The most important thing is when someone feels that they are not strong enough and wants to give up. Only mana input is required to activate the jade disk, so that it can leave this place that resembles an independent space and return to this round platform.

In terms of efficacy alone, this fast jade plate is almost the same as teleportation, but it can only be used here. There is no possibility of misappropriation. There were a large number of climbers this time, and in order to catch up with more jade plates, the entire Ziyun was mobilized, and even the students of other branches who were proficient in the formation were among them, which could be called a big project that cost a lot. ...,

Such a situation falls into the eyes of those who care, and you can imagine what the consequences will bring.

Dragons have dragon paths. Nowadays, many people, or even everyone, know that mountaineering is actually to get some kind of recognition, but only one person can be recognized, so many people go up the mountain...... The result?

If the number of people is smaller, or there is only one person left, the opportunity to be recognized...... Won't it be a lot bigger?

What it means that the outside world can't see what it means inside, everyone knows it in their hearts. Especially at the moment when the Taoist Academy is at a critical juncture of disputes, it would be a big joke to say that everyone would join hands and help each other to climb the mountain together.

But no matter what, Yelian's words seemed too direct, too strong, too arrogant and brute.

Killing? Everyone here wants to, but you can't say it!

Even if you say it, you can't say it in front of thousands of Ziyun students! Judging from the current situation, if Xiao Shisanlang can't appear, He Wenliu is the only hope for Ziyun City, and saying this in front of everyone is obviously a slap in the face.

Intentionally or unintentionally, people seem to have forgotten the judgment just now, and Yelian said that she wanted to kill, just as she did have the strength to kill.

In doubt, He Wenliu smiled and said: "If the fairy has a teaching, he will be willing to accompany him at any time, but the fairy's current situation ......."

Although Xiao Shisanlang is shameless, not everyone can follow suit, and painting tiger dogs is plain and makes people laugh. ”

There was no expression on Yelian's indifferent face, and she said in a faint voice: "He will definitely come, even if he begs for death, it won't be your turn for the time being." ”

He Wenliu was slightly stunned, and then realized what Yelian was referring to, and when he was about to refute, his expression changed suddenly.

"Gotta get, get ......"

The sound of sturdy hooves on the ground came slowly, and it was particularly crisp in the open mountains, and there was a commotion in the distance, and then it swept towards it like a wave, and in a moment it turned into a roar

"Thirteenth Young Master, it's really Thirteenth Young Master!"

"Why isn't he dead yet?"

"Get out, your whole family is dead, and the young master won't die. ”

"Haha, I'll just say that the young master is fine, but you are still so familiar with Senior Brother Tong, and you don't know any news. ”

"Phew, that guy has been crying all day long, and I'm scared. ”

"That's stupid, I'll just say it, the young master can even repel the Heavenly Tribulation, who cares about the divine thunder!"

"Blow, keep blowing, there's a kind of you try. ”

"Don't worry about that, let's see how the young master succeeds in stepping on the mountain, and slap those grandsons in the face again!"

"That's it, Thirteenth Young Master, kill them!"

"Idiot, mountaineering is not a fight, what does it mean to kill them. ”

"Whatever it takes him so much, Lao Tzu is happy. ”

The silent space was exploded, and the originally dull wilderness seemed to suddenly rush in, and the noisy waves gathered together, and it was impossible to distinguish who was applauding and who was cursing.

The snowflakes dancing in the air flew more quickly, as if it was excited, and as if it was frightened, it couldn't figure out how this could happen, why the world that had been quiet before suddenly became violent, and it revealed a kind of freshness.

The crowd gathered in one direction, and gradually dispersed, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a snow-white huge donkey head, staring at a pair of radiant eyes, looking forward to it.

Being watched by so many adoring and looking eyes, Kui Shen's self-esteem is satisfied to the greatest extent, and no matter whether the people around him are looking at it or not, and who is talking to him, from time to time he snorts or hums twice, as if he is responding to the Quartet.

Every time there is heavy snow, the happiest thing is the big ash, which feels that this is an opportunity for God to give it beauty, and its majestic body is so strong that it steps on the precise rhythm in the wind and snow, and the muscles are vigorously bouncing, as if they want to jump out from under the skin. So much so that he is obviously a stupid and stupid donkey, but the big gray has walked out of a few moments of generosity and excitement like thousands of horses roaring in unison, triggering a new round of amazement and praise. ...,

"See, the young master is the young master, others walk on their feet, let's ride horses!"

"Is this a horse? a donkey. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's a horse or a donkey, if you look closely, it's a magical beast that is more than level four. ”

"Yes, with this body and bones, going to the mountain is not a piece of cake. ”

"This is called strategy, before we set off, the Thirteenth Young Master will be ahead!"

In the midst of the tumult, Big Ash tried his best to make a grim expression, and his four hooves struck the ground in turn, slowly walking through the crowd to the round platform.

Compared with the flamboyant donkey, the young man behind him seemed much quieter, his face was still pale, and his eyes were not as clear as before, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he still couldn't lift his spirits. Only the iconic smile remains the same, revealing a bit of ruthlessness and stubbornness in the mildness.

"Hello everyone, everyone, I'm late again. ”

Sitting on the back of a donkey, Thirteen Lang said guilty words in his mouth, but there was no trace of guilt in his eyes, and he greeted him with a fist around him, and when his eyes fell on Night Lotus and He Wenliu, he couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Senior Brother He, what are you doing?

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It must be admitted that his words cannot be said to be unreasonable, the round platform is not large, He Wenliu and Yelian are not far away, the surrounding crowd is neatly arranged, and their eyes are gathered, is it just like the scene of holding hands and walking into a certain grave? Unfortunately, the people around him can't understand what Shisanlang means, and can only judge from his eyes that it should not be a good word.

"Ahem...... Brother Xiao ...... Don't come unharmed. ”

He Wenliu was slightly embarrassed, raised his hand and clenched his fist and said, "Congratulations to Brother Xiao on his physical recovery, and he is making an appointment with the fairy ...... Xia."

"You're not qualified. ”

Yelian interrupted him and said disdainfully: "Don't pretend to be like it, retreat!"

In this situation, even if Liu Xin is higher than the sky, he can't help but admit that he really picked the wrong time. His face suddenly showed embarrassment, and he was about to say something to make a scene, when he suddenly heard Thirteen Lang say.

"What are you pretending to be?

Without waiting for others to wake up from the shock, he nodded solemnly and sighed.

"Senior Brother He chose the wrong object, in this regard, no one can compare with the fairy, because she doesn't have to pretend at all, she is just a force!"

With a pop, the flirtatious Big Gray fell headlong and almost broke his nose.

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