He Wenliu, who is over 100 years old, is in the middle stage of the Jiedan, and is about to break through the ladder, known as the first repair in Lingnan.

Such a character, if he is not arrogant, I am afraid that no one will believe it, so whether this crossing of the river is the first level of admission or not, he will give it a try.

This time, I tried to solve the problem.

At this time, He Wenliu was pale without the slightest blood, his feet were like being filled with lead, and he was gritting his teeth and insisting on moving step by step. In just a dozen miles, most of his mana was exhausted, and he was almost exhausted.

He set off earlier than Xiaohong and the others, and now that all the ships have rescued people and rushed to the shore, He Wenliu is still struggling in the air, and looking at his situation, he is afraid that he will not be able to support it for too long.

To put it mildly, where is this still flying, ordinary people have to walk faster.

It is less than two hundred meters away from the shore, but it is more than 100 meters away, but it is no less than the moat for He Wenliu. Sweat rolled down his cheeks, and the aura on his body shone sharply, like a fire in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

Those who know understand that he is crossing the river, and those who do not know must think that he is facing an extremely dangerous fight when they see this scene, and life and death are only in an instant.

On the shore, the hustle and bustle caused by a farce gradually fell silent, and both the "residents" and the outsiders who rushed to the Taoist Academy to take the examination were silent, and their eyes were anxiously looking at He Wenliu, and their expressions may sigh, envy, admiration, and worry, and so on.

The mentality of the monks was relatively unified, they all hoped that He Wenliu would succeed, and at the beginning, these people were a little cautious, hoping that others would be eliminated for one reason or another, and that one less person would have one less opponent, but now it has happened. No matter what he thought before, he had already developed a heart of hatred for the enemy, hoping that he could fight for these people and save some face.

Two hundred meters, one hundred and eighty meters, one hundred and fifty meters, He Wenliu's figure became more and more dignified. His face became paler and paler, his eyes gradually became a little desperate, and a sense of resentment grew.

His robes hung straight down. It was as if an invisible hand was dragging him into the water, and the situation of everyone in distress was vivid, and how could he not know the consequences. How can you allow yourself to fall into that situation. If he was fished out of the water like a duck like those people, he couldn't afford to lose this face!

"Give it to me!"

His body sank suddenly, He Wenliu screamed, his right hand clicked on his chest three times like lightning, his breath suddenly soared, and his face rose into the air again with a trace of abnormal redness.

When he walked forward again, his body became lighter and his speed increased, and it seemed that he would be able to set foot on the solid shore in a few moments. Complete the first level of the big competition, which I don't know if it's true or not.

"Stupid!" Lingji was watching like everyone else, and couldn't help but say at this time: "Death is to save face and suffer sin, stupidity!"

"No, I think he did the right thing!"

Tong Qi disagreed with his opinion and said seriously: "Rise to the challenge." Isn't that what my generation should do?"

Lingji was extremely disdainful and said, "What about you? Why don't you fight?"

Tong Qi was speechless, and said in a snort: "My cultivation is shallow, and it is useless to fight." ”

Lingji glanced at him coldly, wanted to laugh at him for two sentences, but didn't bother to bother with that god, so he simply stopped talking.

The boatman suddenly spoke: "What do you think?"

He asked about Thirteen Lang. Before he could answer, Xiaohong had already interjected and said, "Grandpa, didn't you ask in vain? Brother is so smart, of course he wouldn't do that kind of stupid thing." ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, secretly thinking that the topic was from you, but instead of doing it, you became smart, which is really soft-mouthed. Besides, people are just building foundations and cultivating, aren't you a stumbling person?

The boatman ignored Xiaohong, and his eyes were still looking at Shisanlang, as if he was expecting something. ...,

Thirteen Lang smiled and said calmly: "The difficulty of the first level should not be so great. ”

Tong Yi nodded again and again and said, "That's it, yes, for sure." ”

Xiaohong looked at him with disdain, but the boatman refused to let go easily, and continued to ask, "If this is the case, what is Xiaoyou going to do?"

Thirteen Lang didn't answer his words directly, stared at He Wenliu, who slowed down again, and said slowly: "If it's an inner courtyard test, naturally you have to give it a try." ”

"The inner courtyard, the inner courtyard is more than a year later!" Tong Qi was puzzled when he heard it, and couldn't help but remind him: "That, the young master doesn't know?"

Everyone knows the rules of the opening of the Taoist Academy, first of all, the universal election of the entire spiritual realm, after the enrollment of each branch is completed, after a year of training and observation, zuihou will unify the inner courtyard competition in the form of branch recommendation. It's right to think about it, the scope of the spiritual realm is so vast, if the monks want to rush directly to the Purple Cloud Country, it is impossible to achieve it at all.

In addition, there is another reason that is inconvenient to say, everyone knows that the inner courtyard is located in Ziyun Mountain, but the real location of Ziyun Mountain has never been known. In addition to the general election, the most important duty of the branch is to screen the monks who are initially selected to prevent spies and ill-intentioned people from mixing in.

Listening to Tong Qi's question, Thirteen Lang smiled faintly and did not explain much. But the boatman seemed to understand what he meant, and did not ask any more questions. Leaving two big and one small confused guessing in their hearts, there was also a smiling old man, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what to think.

At this time, the situation in the air took a sharp turn again, He Wenliu flew to a place only a few tens of meters away from the shore, and it was difficult to get an inch anymore; seeing that his figure began to fall slowly, there were already exclamations of disappointment on the shore. Everyone was bitter in their hearts, secretly thinking that even he would not be able to cross the river safely, even if the difficulty of this level was reduced by half, he had no hope.

Some people were disheartened, some looked at them sarcastically, some people had pity on their faces, and some kind-hearted nuns had lowered their heads, as if they couldn't bear to see the embarrassed look of the struggling young man after entering the water, and all kinds of expressions fell into He Wenliu's eyes.

Thousands of eyes were like thousands of sharp arrows piercing He Wenliu's heart; since he had been cultivating for more than 100 years, he had never fallen into such an embarrassing situation. An uncontrollable anger erupted in his heart, and He Wenliu drank again, and his body changed suddenly.

At this time, he didn't understand that this so-called first level was definitely deliberately increasing the difficulty, otherwise, why would the Daoist Academy bother to bluff so much, and directly announce that the following monks in the later stage of the Jiedan should not participate. If you deliberately embarrass yourself like this, what is the reputation of the Taoist Academy!

Even so, he couldn't accept the fate of falling into the water, and he couldn't accept that he would become a chicken in front of everyone. That would damage his Dao heart, a heartache in his eyes more than any injury!

"Feather!"

With a loud shout and a flutter, two wings as long as two feet long popped out of thin air behind him, snow-white and crystalline, like a big bird of a divine horse, fluttering its wings and flying into the air.

"Ahh

A neat exclamation sounded, and everyone on the shore could hardly believe it, and their eyes widened in unison.

"Flying Wings!

"That's ...... It must be a snow crane, the wings of an adult snow crane!"

"Adult Snow Crane, that's a demon beast close to level six, how can he ......?"

"Nonsense, people are the first cultivators in Lingnan, can you compare?"

"Lingnan's first cultivation is impossible, his cultivation is not enough after all, Xuehe is known as a thousand miles in an instant, not to mention that he can't beat it, and he can't catch up if he fights!"

"Idiot, is Lingnan No. 1 Cultivator a lonely person? What does the other family master do?

"Uh...... That's just as well. However, he doesn't seem to have completed the sacrifice!"

"Needless to say, the snow crane is the proudest, if it is not willing, even if it is taken from the wings, it will take many years of sacrifice to succeed. He used it rashly, but he was afraid that the consequences would be serious. ”...,

"It's a serious fart, it's a sure thing for people to enter the Taoist Academy, and some have time to recover. ”

In the midst of the envious or jealous discussions, He Wenliu spread his wings, his body swept through the air, and in a blink of an eye, he broke through the barrier of zuihou and landed on a reef on the shore.

The speed is very fast, but the posture is very indecent, crooked and twisted, how can there be a little bit of the beauty of the snow crane in the wind. He failed to refine the pair of wings, and caught up with the great consumption of mana to forcibly cast, in order to suppress the resistance, his mind was already frustrated.

It can be seen that He Wenliu himself also understands the consequences, perhaps because it is difficult to support, he chose the stone closest to the water surface to settle down, and tried to compress the time as much as possible.

But no matter what, He Wenliu finally succeeded in crossing the river, and after a moment of silence, the sound of cheers suddenly sounded on the bank. All the foreign monks applauded in unison and applauded loudly.

Even those local residents showed a hint of shock in their eyes, these people would not be the first to arrive, some anxious monks would come to Purple Cloud City months or even years in advance, and the purpose was naturally varied. However, to this day, He Wenliu is the first person to successfully cross the river by flying, although the flight of wings is a bit tricky, it is extremely rare.

As far as everyone can see, Lingnan No. 1 Xiu, his body shook slightly, but there was already a smile on his face. Forcibly suppressing a mouthful of effort, He Wenliu withdrew his snow wings and raised his hand to signal to everyone.

Carrying the power of crossing the river is a good time for the warrior's demeanor to form an appeal, and he has seen too many such scenes, and he has long been familiar with them.

At this time, a very discordant children's voice suddenly brought a consequence that no one could have imagined.

"Wow!

Xiaohong woke up from the shock at this time, pointed at him with her pink little fingers, and shouted in a coquettish voice: "I want it too, I want it too!" Grandpa plucked his bird feathers!"

The air suddenly froze, and the surrounding crowd instantly turned into stone statues, and the next moment, a group of ghosts and wolves howled laughter and curses were everywhere, among which the voices of those peasant women, boatmen and hawkers were the loudest, like a group of horse monkeys watching a play.

"You ......"

He Wenliu's eyes were dark, and his throat was hot and blood was almost spurting on the spot. At this time, where did he care about any taboo rules, poked his fingers and shouted: "Where did the wild child come from, what a bold man!"

The boatman's face instantly became gloomy, and he sneered and said, "My family, do you have an opinion?"

Before he could speak, the old man snorted coldly and said, "Opportunistic, the ship is inevitable, go down!"

"Plop!" He Wenliu fell headlong.

Splash!

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