"Brother Hu, why don't you go up by yourself."

On the side of this towering mountainside, a young man dressed in a white wolf skin is carrying a slightly obese teenager on his back and climbing step by step.

Hu Cheng had long lost his previous leisure and comfort, dense sweat oozed from his forehead, and every time he took a breath, a few drops of sweat fell down his neck into the close-fitting robe.

"Hey, what nonsense, we'll be able to go up before sunset."

Hu Cheng turned his head to look at the sunset that was about to sink into the valley, and said with a smile.

The current location is only halfway up the mountain, but it is less than an hour before the sun goes down, and it is impossible to climb up in an hour.

"But the sun is about to go down, and the two of us are only halfway up, so we can't climb up at the appointed time, Brother Hu, you let me down, you have such a good talent, you must not lose the opportunity to become a disciple of the Nine Xuanmen."

Meng Jifan's heart was full of emotion, but he also knew that with the current position of the two of them, it was too unrealistic to want to climb to the top in an hour.

"Don't talk, I said you can climb up if you can."

Hu Cheng's face was resolute and he said softly.

"It should be there in time."

Hu Cheng thought in his mind.

"We should be able to make it, faster."

Then the two encouraged each other for a while, and the previous fatigue was swept away at this moment, Hu Cheng's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Cheng stepped on his right foot suddenly, and his body was like a sword unsheathed at this moment, and he quickly swept towards the path.

When Meng Jifan saw Hu Cheng quickly passing over a person in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked, and at this moment he realized that he might have underestimated Hu Cheng's physical strength before.

When the young man who had caught up with him before saw Hu Cheng surpassing him, his eyes were filled with deep horror, is this still a human being, he can still run so fast when he climbs the mountain with a person on his back.

This is not an immortal physique, but it is also better than an immortal, thinking of this, those people who had no strength to climb seemed to have a little strength again in their hearts, and they set foot on the road of mountaineering again as if they did not admit defeat.

"Good boy, I didn't expect that there was still a hidden hand.

Liaoyang's eyes were closed and quietly opened, and a light seemed to be able to see through the clouds on the top of the mountain, and muttered.

"At this rate, there's a real chance this kid will be to the top of the mountain before the sun goes down."

Zhu Xiyuan's eyes were also shocked, and he said in a low voice.

The deacons and elders on the top of the mountain formed their own circles, and while there was a lot of discussion, a young man came to the top of the mountain without attracting attention, enjoying the rare majestic scenery at the top of the mountain.

Now you can see the fiery red sunset, as if the heavens are urging everyone.

Standing on the square at the top of the mountain, the young man stretched out his arms, looking at this rare scene, his heart was happy, as if the tiredness of the twenty-mile journey was swept away by the scene in his eyes at this moment.

"What can you do if you are talented, I am the first person, although my Liu Zongling is not as good as you geniuses, but my father once said that talent is only innate, what can you do if you have no talent, if you slack off the day after tomorrow, you will not be able to become a climate."

The boy glanced down the hill and muttered softly.

One after another, some people climbed the peak, and when they saw the immortals standing in the square on the top of the mountain, their faces changed in unison, and they walked silently beside them for at least a year, not daring to say anything.

Even those sect deacons have to be cautious at the moment, presumably those four old men of the immortal wind and dao bones are the ones who accept disciples here, if they provoke the dislike of these people, it may be extremely difficult to cultivate immortals.

"No, at the current speed, I still can't get to the top of the mountain smoothly before I go down the mountain at this speed."

Looking at the steeper mountain wall in front of him, Hu Cheng's eyes showed a decisive look.

After Hu Cheng took a few deep breaths, Hu Cheng felt like he had an explosion and swept towards the top of the mountain again.

When the sun was about to set, everyone at the top of the mountain was stunned

In one breath, he quietly observed the boy who was struggling to climb in the mountains.

When the young man paused to rest, everyone quietly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the guy would never be able to climb up with a person on his back, but the next moment the young man seemed to be reborn again, and he was actually tossing and turning on the steep mountain wall, and they were terrified to see it.

"This guy looks like he's already half a monk."

Zhu Xiyuan was shocked and said in disbelief.

"Even if someone says that he has been practicing alone for a while, I'm afraid some people will believe it."

Kang Xu nodded thoughtfully, with a little more contemplation in his eyes.

I remembered that when I worshiped the Nine Xuanmen back then, it took a lot of effort to get to the top of the peak before sunset.

But it's good now, after decades of Jiuxuanmen, there are finally some interesting things to appear in this recruitment of disciples.

"Haha, I like this kid, he has backbone, and he's a good seedling."

Huang Mulu looked appreciative and said with a smile.

After speaking, I remembered that I was very disdainful of that guy before, and glanced at the other three people with a weak heart, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when I saw that the three of them didn't say anything to ridicule.

"It's up."

Someone exclaimed.

At this moment, everyone who was standing on the top of the mountain looked at it together, and saw a young man carrying a person on his back, climbing to the top of the peak, and standing on the artificially paved white jade square on the top of the mountain.

And the sunset in the west was also the moment when the boy climbed to the top, he quietly fell to the ground, and the sky suddenly began to darken.

"This climb, before the sunset, a total of seventy-six people, and the rest of the people who have not reached the summit before the sun goes down to the rank of registered disciples."

At this moment, a loud voice spread throughout the area, and there was undoubted majesty in the tone.

Hu Cheng took a deep breath of the air on the top of the mountain again, felt this hard-won leisure, looked up, and saw an old man flying quickly on auspicious clouds, and then quietly descended, standing in front of the four old men.

"I still hope that the master will forgive the sins, Fan Henglang will be late."

The old man just stood in the square, as if he had noticed something, and when he looked up, he saw that there was a blood mist covering the sky again at this moment, and a voice came from the blood mist.

"Fan Henglang is old, and he has tormented the old man."

When the old man heard this, he immediately returned.

When the blood mist cleared, a young man in a red robe stood in front of Kong Danxiu, looking at the young men who had become disciples of the outer sect.

"It's bloody."

Hu Cheng's face changed slightly, since the blood mist of Elder Fan Henglang dissipated, the thickness of the bloody qi on that person's body could be clearly felt even from a distance of seven or eight zhang.

Meng Jifan's face turned pale, he glanced at the man in horror, and when he looked at Fan Henglang, he hurriedly looked away, for fear of attracting the other party's attention.

From the moment he saw Fan Henglang, whether it was the deacon of the sect or the elder of the sect, they all became gloomy at this moment, as if they had not guessed that this person would suddenly break through the barrier today, and for a while, no one said hello to Kong Shan Xiu, the master of the Nine Xuanmen.

"Now that everyone is here, how do you think these outer disciples should be distributed?"

The dull atmosphere lasted for a few breaths, Kong Danxiu smiled bitterly in his heart, glanced at the four of Liaoyang, and asked.

"I, Fan Henglang, have never accepted a disciple, this time, I will choose first, I only want him."

As soon as Kong Danxiu's voice fell, Fan Henglang was the first to speak, his eyes were like electricity, and he stretched out his hand to Hu Cheng, unquestionable.

"Arrogant, Fan Henglang, what are you thinking of here, a place where you come at will?"

Liaoyang wanted to seize the opportunity, but at this moment, he was interrupted by Fan Henglang, and his tone couldn't help but stagnate, and when he saw which immortal root disciple Fan Henglang was referring to, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he snorted coldly.

Hu Chengben was still secretly praying that he would not be chosen by Elder Fan Henglang, and he hid in the crowd when his uncle spoke, but he could be Fan Henglang

When he pointed at it, the people in front of him trembled wildly, and involuntarily turned his body sideways, exposing him to the place where Fan Henglang's finger was pointing.

"This person looks very dangerous, otherwise there would not be such a depressing smell of blood, if I am accepted as a disciple by him, God will pity me, maybe I will be slapped to death by him at any time."

Hu Cheng smiled bitterly in his heart, praying that the other elders would fight to the death. Five

When they saw the person Fan Henglang was referring to, all the teenagers who had successfully climbed to the top glanced at Hu Cheng with pity, and their hearts were full of joy.

What if you are highly talented, when you meet this murderous master, you may collide with him at any time, and you don't know how you lost your life.

"Liaoyang, since you are against it, then according to what you said before, a fight, you win, I will turn around and leave, and I will no longer accept any disciples, how about it?"

"Fan Henglang, what do you mean, in that case, I, Kang Xu, will meet you first!"

Kang Xu's face was pale, he took a step forward, and said gloomily.

"Back then, you may have pressed me down, but now, I only need one move to deal with you."

Fan Henglang turned his head and glanced at him meaningfully, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and shook his head gently.

"Hmph, what about me?"

Zhang Mo restrained his smile, took a step forward, stood with Kang Xu, and looked at him coldly.

"I'm not afraid of the jokes of everyone here, even if it's the three of you together, I'm not afraid."

When Fan Henglang heard this, his face turned angry, and he sneered, he has already given enough face, but you don't want me to be a mud pinch.

"Fan Henglang, don't be too rampant, if it wasn't for Bai Wanyi to contain the enemy back then, I'm afraid your bones are all melted now, your life is Bai Wanyi's, what are you?"

Zhang Mo's eyes were red, like an enraged beast, panting, and said coldly.

"Zhang Mo, don't give you a shame, since you want to fight, the three of you can go up together, if I, Fan Henglang, don't forgive Bai Wanyi, believe it or not, I killed you!" If you dare to do it today, I will dare to kill you!"

Bai Wanyi's three words, how can it not be his reverse scale, he and Bai Wanyi were in love with each other back then, and it was precisely because of the intervention of Kang Xu and Zhang Mo that the two of them had many contradictions since then.

One side is a prominent figure in the sect, and the other side is a childhood sweetheart, which made Bai Wanyi's mind begin to sway from side to side.

In order to stand out in the sect and make everyone think that he is worthy of her, Fan Henglang practiced day and night, but due to lack of resources, he frantically took over the task of the sect, which led to the final tragedy.

Bai Wanyi's death caused Fan Henglang's cultivation to become more and more diligent, and to become an elder of the sect at such a young age, how much he had paid, how could outsiders know.

"Okay, I want to see how strong you Fan Henglang is now."

Zhang Mo nodded with a sneer, and as soon as his right foot stepped on the ground, the white jade floor instantly cracked, and his figure had already swept towards Fan Henglang frantically.

As his body rushed out, Kang Xu also followed, and the two of them quickly pinched their hands, and two things quietly sprang out of their chests.

Zhang Mo held a giant axe in his hand and slashed towards Fan Henglang's head. Kang Xu raised the gun in his hand, and the body of the gun had a thunderous arc, stabbing straight into Fan Henglang's chest. The two of them shot together, and the cooperation was ingenious, sealing the possibility of Fan Henglang to avoid it.

At the same time as the two of them made a move, a strong wind blew in the entire square made of white jade, and even if Nie Ren had already hidden ten zhang away when he saw the opportunity, his face was hurt by the strong wind blowing in his face at this moment, as if a knife was cutting flesh and blood.

"If it weren't for you, how could Bai Wanyi be shaken back then, since you two are looking for death, I can't blame me."

Seeing the oncoming guns and axes, Fan Henglang's eyes gradually turned red, his body did not retreat but advanced, his hands did not know when the blood mist was released, and he swept towards the guns and axes in the hands of the two of them.

Kang Xu's guns and axes smashed on the blood mist, like mud cows entering the sea, and all their strength was unloaded.

"You and the other two, that's it."

But when the two of them wanted to withdraw and look for another opportunity, an indifferent voice came

It sounded quietly behind the two.

The faces of the two changed greatly, and their bodies swirled, but then a light fluttering palm imprinted on the backs of the two who had not yet turned around.

"Bang."

"Poof."

Kang Xu's faces were pale, their eyes were dilated, a mouthful of blood sprayed into the sky, and their bodies shot out backwards.

A muffled sound sounded in the square, and the two figures smashed on the white jade bricks through the blood mist at this moment, causing all the white jade bricks to crack like spider webs within a radius of ten zhang.

In just one round, Kang Xu and Zhang Mo lost the strength to fight again, and it seemed that the situation would soon be over.

"Fan Henglang, you're still a little younger."

Before Fan Henglang stepped forward to expand the results, Liaoyang snorted coldly, and a fluttering palm slapped Fan Henglang's back at this moment.

The expected muffled sound did not appear, and Fan Henglang's figure suddenly collapsed at this moment, turning into a monstrous blood mist and trapping Liaoyang in it.

"You've perfected that secret art?"

Liaoyang, who was wrapped in blood mist, changed his face and said in horror.

The secret method that Fan Henglang cultivated was a mutilated exercise brought back by a certain master of the Nine Xuanmen, and no one had ever practiced it successfully, but now Fan Henglang's appearance was clearly to comprehend the Blood Pattern Secret Scripture, and then successfully practiced it.

"Liaoyang, if it weren't for your instigation, how could the two of them be so arrogant, all of this was caused by you!"

Fan Henglang, who was shrouded in blood mist, did not respond, and said to himself.

"Hmph, there is no excuse for the crime you want to add, if it wasn't for those things yourself, why did you kill Bai Wanyi? At the end of the day, it's all your own fault, and you can't blame anyone else."

Liaoyang's face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly.

"Okay, good, what a person who can't complain about others, how can you fight me today?"

The blood mist surged violently, and Fan Henglang's angry and trembling voice came from all directions of the blood mist, and then the blood mist quickly condensed towards Liaoyang.

"Fan Henglang, stop."

Qing Ke's face outside the arena changed greatly, he snorted coldly, and the whole person quickly swept towards the battle circle.

"I'd like to see how strong your secret method really is."

Liaoyang's face was pale, his hands quickly pinched the trick, and when the clothes were agitated, it was like fine iron, blocking most of the invading blood mist, but the robe was rotting by the blood mist at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it would be corroded in a few moments.

"You guy, I'll kill you today."

At this time, the blood mist was silent, and a dagger condensed by the blood mist cut through the sky, and a whistling sound sounded, not giving Liaoyang the slightest chance to respond, it penetrated from the back, and then slowly dissolved into Liaoyang's body.

"Poof."

The blood mist in the body was raging everywhere, Liaoyang's old face turned white, and a mouthful of scarlet blood was sprayed, and before the blood could land, it turned into blood mist again.

Seeing that under the blow, Liaoyang was not dead, Fan Henglang in the blood mist snorted coldly, only to see that between the blood mist, there were three daggers slowly condensed again, as if they were ready to kill with one blow.

"In the mist of blood, within the realm, you will die."

Fan Henglang's indifferent voice sounded in the blood mist.

"Hey, I've lived in Liaoyang for so many years, how can I ever be afraid of anyone, and if I die, I'll die, but even if I die, I won't let you have a good time today."

Liaoyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered.

As soon as the words fell, Liaoyang's entire body suddenly swelled, and the spiritual power in his body became extremely unstable at this moment.

"Want to kill yourself? Hmph, you guy, I'll give you a ride."

Fan Henglang snorted coldly, and the three blood daggers quickly stabbed out at this moment, pointing directly at the three major lifegates of Liaoyang's head, dantian, and heart.

"Stop."

At this time, a cold drink sounded in the square, and Qingke's figure slapped Liaoyang's shoulder fiercely from far to near, preventing Liaoyang's self-explosion.

Looking at the three blood daggers that came quickly, Qing Ke's eyes showed a trace of solemnity, and with a pat of the brocade on his waist, a quaint mirror quietly poked out, and then quietly swelled up, blocking Liaoyang's body

Former.

"Ding, ding, ding."

As three crisp voices rang out, the three blood daggers dissipated and became invisible.

"Today's matter, Elder Fan Henglang, Elder Liaoyang, how about revealing this?"

Glancing at Liaoyang behind him, Kong Danxiu turned his head to look at the blood mist, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the blood mist, and he chuckled.

Fan Henglang in the blood mist glanced at Kong Danxiu with a solemn face, the killing blow just now was blocked by Kong Danxiu, or at the moment when Liaoyang was about to explode, such an ingenious opportunity, even if it was him, he thought that he could not stop Liaoyang's self-explosion, and could only rely on instantly defeating Liaoyang's Jin Dan, but even in this dangerous situation, Kong Danxiu could easily resolve it.

After being silent for a long time, Fan Henglang nodded slowly, and the blood mist quietly shrank at this moment, and once again became a blood robe covering his body.

This scene made Hu Cheng's eyes stare in the distance, the monk named Kong Danxiu deliberately went to resolve the crisis at such a moment, although it was to save Liaoyang from danger, but Hu Cheng always felt that the other party seemed to be biased against Fan Henglang, this feeling was indescribable, but it always existed in his heart.

Hu Cheng carefully looked at the rest of the elders who were standing indifferent, and the three of them had different expressions, which made him a little puzzled again.

Fighting with the same sect, why did these three elders not stop it, but let each other fight in full swing, what else is the reason?

"Since we all want this disciple, why don't we let this little guy choose who to follow, I think everyone can accept it, what do you think?"

Seeing Fan Henglang fall down, Kong Danxiu glanced at several elders and smiled gently.

"Since the master and uncle have said so, then I, Huang Zi, should raise my hands in approval."

"Then according to what Uncle Shi said, I have no opinion on Xu Wen."

"I wish fate no opinion."

In the end, everyone's eyes were on Hu Cheng who was hiding behind the crowd.

Being watched by everyone, Hu Cheng's heart sank, and it was a little difficult to choose at the moment.

But now Hu Cheng is a little entangled, just now Fan Henglang fought alone against three people, and he still had the upper hand, and this strength won Hu Cheng's recognition.

"The disciple is willing to worship Elder Fan Henglang as a teacher."

After thinking for a moment, Hu Cheng finally followed what he thought, stepped forward, and said respectfully.

Although Fan Henglang is paranoid, Hu Cheng knows in his heart that it is precisely because of his paranoia that he can cultivate to be diligent and fast.

Seeing Hu Cheng choose himself, Fan Henglang looked stunned, glanced at him meaningfully, and nodded lightly.

"Okay, since the little guy has already chosen Master, this seat can't favor one over the other, so you can choose for yourself.

After this, all the young men who had reached the top of the mountain began to talk about it, and walked towards their favorite elders, kneeling down to recognize their teachers.

Meng Jifan's eyes showed a hint of anxiety.

"Disciple Meng Jifan, I wish to apprentice to Kong Immortal as a teacher, and please also ask Kong Immortal to grow into perfection."

So Meng Jifan walked up to Kong Danxiu and said respectfully.

At this moment, everyone was stunned and looked at Meng Jifan in front of Kong Danxiu.

Hu Cheng was also stunned, and then he remembered that the previous Kong Danxiu easily resolved the dispute between Elder Fan Henglang and Elder Liaoyang, Kong Danxiu's strength can be imagined, why didn't he think of worshipping Qing as a teacher.

"Worship me as a teacher? Hahaha"

Kong Danxiu was slightly stunned, and looked at the young man in front of him with a cunning look in his eyes and smiled.

"Uncle Shi, what do you think about this matter?"

The five elders present looked stunned, glanced at Meng Jifan meaningfully, and then said with a fist at Kong Danxiu.

"A few of you are busy with your going, the old man will naturally think about this matter carefully before making a decision, you said that you want to worship the old man as a teacher, then what qualifications do you think you can worship under the old man's seat?"

After Kong Danxiu instructed the others, he began to ask Meng Jifan in front of him.

"Immortal Kong, I... I... I think..."

Meng Jifan didn't know what to do for a while

Mo replied to the face on the other side.

After that, Brother Kong Dan glanced at Meng Jifan, and then Kong Danxiu waved his robe, and a gust of wind enveloped him, and the two of them rose from the ground and swept towards a small mountain peak in the distance.

Many of the people present were quiet, and no one knew what the situation would be next.

At this time, the Nine Xuanmen Gate had been surrounded by a large number of monks of unknown origin in the main direction of entry and exit, and I don't know what the reason was.