Chapter Fifty-Seven: Leaving the Mountain
"Half-step foundation?"
Mo Qing and the others' pupils contracted, and their hearts roared, revealing a look of disbelief.
Not only them, but also those disciples of the outer sect, the disciples of the inner sect, and even more people showed indescribable expressions.
The name Baili Tassel is not well-known in the entire sect, and few people even know it, but such a person has the strength to build a foundation in half a step.
This is a game-changer for them.
Su Hao's eyes flashed, and his face showed a solemn look. In the cold snort, Gu Li operated, and the cultivation of the near ancient realm exploded violently. His skills were suddenly filled with a sense of vicissitudes, although this meaning was very light, but it was comparable to the breath of a hundred miles of tassels.
"Do you have to compare?"
"Huh?" Baili Tassel was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Su Hao deeply. Immediately, as soon as the momentum was retracted, he stopped: "Forget it, forget it, even if it is a competition, it will not be able to decide the winner in a short time, rather than wasting time on you, I might as well go to pick up girls." ”
When Su Hao heard this, his head was full of black lines, and he scolded angrily: "Then you don't get out of here!"
"Hey, hey. "Baili Tassel was embarrassed. Then he turned around and said, "Our brothers are going to get together, so you should disperse." ”
As soon as he said this, many people nodded, without any hesitation, and turned to leave. After all, a hundred miles of tassels is a half-step foundation, and no one wants to offend a monk who can build a foundation.
Today's scene is destined to spread throughout the entire Nine Sealed Sect and will cause a sensation to all the disciples.
Whether it's the ground list or the sky list, what kind of Tianjiao is it. It can be compared with Su Hao and Baili tassels...
Mo Qing was silent, Wu Lei was complicated, they quietly turned around and left, returned to their own mountain, to think about their own path.
After chatting with Baili Tassel for a day, Su Hao sat on the boulder in front of the thatched hut and cultivated as always.
On this day, a flame crane suddenly flew from the sky and landed in front of Su Hao.
"Crane?" Su Hao was surprised, he hadn't been to Spirit Bird Mountain for many days.
After all, such a thing as raising spirit beasts belongs only to miscellaneous disciples.
I never thought that today's flame crane would fly. landed beside him, and poked Su Hao with his beak as soon as he came up, and his movements seemed intimate.
Su Hao smiled slightly and said, "It's worthy of me taking care of you for three years." He reached out and touched the fur of the Flame Crane, and soon he frowned, and tied a small bamboo tube to the Flame Crane's leg.
"What is this?"
He removed the bamboo tube and gently opened it, revealing a piece of paper with words written on it.
Su Hao simply browsed, and the content was already understood.
"A year later, it's the Dead Lake Festival. Trekking to the northern border of Yan Kingdom, is this for us to practice?" Su Hao muttered to himself, as early as in the casual chat with Baili Tassel, he had an understanding of this Dead Lake Festival.
The Dead Lake Festival, once every ten years.
Gather the cultivation of the Seven Kingdoms, and participate in a mysterious trial in the land of the Dead Lake. What it is, I don't know what it is. But he told Su Hao that this was very dangerous, and he would die for a lifetime.
The reason why it is called the Dead Lake Festival is that very few people come out alive with the people who participate every time.
It can be said that this is a grand event of nine deaths and one life.
However, every ten years, the Seven Kingdoms Sect must send disciples above the ninth layer of condensation and below the foundation building.
If any country or sect does not send disciples, it will suffer the terrible consequences of destroying the country and destroying the sect.
"What kind of trial will it be?" Su Hao frowned, thoughtful.
After a long time, he shook his head and began to think in his heart. According to the letterhead, only monks who have built a foundation above the ninth layer of condensation will receive this note.
The meaning of this note is very obvious, and the meaning is very clear.
Up and down the Nine Sealed Gates, all the monks below the Nine Layers of Condensing Qi must go to the Dead Lake within a year to participate in this trial.
And the Nine Sealed Gates, in order to allow the disciples to obtain more in-depth cultivation, decided to leave the mountain in advance for all the monks who had built a foundation of the Nine Layers of Condensation Qi and entered secular cultivation.
The purpose of this is to improve their experience, so that they have a better chance of surviving the trials of the Dead Lake.
Su Hao's eyes flickered, with a faint remembrance in his eyes. His gaze looked through the mountains, as if he had returned to the mountain village under the peak.
On the second day, Baili Tassel came, and he also received the paper book from the sect, the content was roughly the same as Su Hao, which was nothing more than going down the mountain in advance and rushing to the north of Yan within a year.
"What are you going to do?" asked Baili Tassel staring at Su Hao.
Su Hao smiled faintly and said, "I don't have any plans, just rush to the north of Yan Kingdom." ”
"Aren't you with me?" asked Baili Tassel.
Su Hao shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm still alone, I plan to go back to my secular home." ”
Baili Tassel nodded, and said in silence: "That's fine, when the time comes, we will gather in the northern border of Yan Kingdom." During the year, I'm ready to do a good practice. With that, he turned and walked away.
For Su Hao, although he sighed in his heart because he couldn't go the same way, he knew that everyone had their own way, and he was destined to go down silently alone.
When the hundred miles of tassels left, Su Hao did not sigh, but exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, revealing a bright light in his eyes.
Now he is only in the realm of ancient times.
If you want to improve again, you can directly build the foundation. But Su Hao was not satisfied with this, he wanted to find an opportunity to break through in this year.
He wanted to build a perfect foundation for ancient cultivation, and he wanted to get more acupoints of the years of sentient beings to open the primeval realm. 、
But the blood of the vicissitudes of life is so hard to find.
But Su Hao is not willing to give up the slightest, even if there is little hope, he has to build a perfect foundation.
Only in this way can he go further, and the longer the road of ancient cultivation.
After a simple thought, Su Hao's heart became more persistent. The gaze is deep and shimmers with moving colors. He sat cross-legged on the boulder, and fell into cultivation as before.
The Flame Crane stood quietly beside it, a look of intimacy in his eyes.
As time passed, wisps of moonlight shrouded Su Hao's body, his eyes were deep, and his body shone with moonlight. It was very hazy, and the vicissitudes of life surrounded him, making him look very sacred.
In the early morning of the second day, Su Hao simply cleaned up, and his eyes deeply forgot to glance at the nine sealed doors. Drove the flame crane out of the sect.
This is the first time in five years that he has left the Nine Sealed Doors, and Su Hao's heart is very turbulent and more intensely complicated.
Finally, he glanced in the direction of the Beichen Mountain Range, and his eyes showed a soft color, where there was...
With a bang, the Flame Crane drove him into a fiery red streamer, disappeared into the sky, and left the Nine Sealed Gates.
On this day, among the core disciples, many people left the sect quietly, all of which was not noticed by the outer and inner sects, and only a few people knew.