Chapter Twenty-Four: Three Thousand Green Steps to the Immortal Road!

Soon, I saw a man wearing a cyan robe, with a resolute face, a handsome appearance, and a burly figure stepping into the air, and a monstrous momentum instantly suppressed everyone underground.

His eyes were as cold as knives, and he said in a cold voice: "Listen to me quietly!" ā€

Suddenly, the people who were bustling underground became silent.

The man glanced at everyone and continued: "You are all the cultivation wizards of those low-level dynasties underground, where you are the pride of the heavens, enjoying all the glory and wealth, but just today all your pride will be dissipated, because you have to undergo the training of newcomers of the Qinglian Dao Sect!" ā€

"The newcomer training of the Qinglian Dao Sect is very simple and pure, do you see the road to heaven behind me? There are 3,000 steps on this road to heaven, and each step comes with a layer of pressure, all you have to do is climb and climb as hard as you can! ā€

"In the meantime! Regardless of life or death, depending on their ability, anyone who has climbed a thousand steps can become a disciple of my Qinglian Dao Sect, and from then on he can become an immortal and embark on this vast immortal road, otherwise, if he does not arrive, hurry back to your dynasty and continue to be a mortal genius there! ā€

Thousands of disciples who participated in the election stood in front of the door trembling, and after listening to what the man said, there was hope, determination, enthusiasm, and fear in the eyes of everyone.......

Suddenly, I saw a woman, whose body cultivation had reached the Eight Realms of Tribulation, her face was like frost, slim, and her emotionless eyes looked at the man, and said flatly: "What will happen if you climb three thousand steps?" ā€

The man looked at the woman, his eyes showed disdain, and then said, "Hmph! If you climb the 3,000 steps, even if I see you, I have to grovel and call you Daozi, the ancestor has a rule, anyone who climbs this step will be immediately named Daozi, but no one has climbed it so far! ā€

Most of the people who can come here are young people, and the more they say that no one has ever boarded it, the more they think that they are that person, and their eyes are fiery, and they seem to see their own future when they look at the road to heaven.

The man looked at the people with fiery eyes, seemed to see his younger self, and said in a flat tone: "Everyone, adjust your best state, and it will take a minute for the road to heaven to open!" ā€

Suddenly, everyone's hearts suddenly accelerated, and they couldn't help but be nervous, because this road was their future road, and it was also the immortal road they longed for.

Ye Wentian looked at Ye Moyang, who was holding the broken sword, and the chill in his eyes was even greater, but he tried to calm down, especially whether he lived or died just now, this was his best chance to do it.

"Hahaha! Ye Moyang wait! The kendo inheritance should belong to me in a while! ā€

Ye Wentian thought fiercely in his heart.

At this time, the Qinglian Dao Sect was in the sect master's room.

A middle-aged man wearing a green robe, a long white beard, and a fairy air on his body was sitting cross-legged on a futon.

At this time, the man just now said respectfully to the middle-aged man: "Sect Master, I don't know what the arrangements are for this trial?" ā€

The middle-aged man was none other than Li Haotian, the sect leader of the Qinglian Dao Sect.

Li Haotian opened his mouth lightly, with coldness in his eyes: "My son Li Minglin can be the first, and the others can be arranged by themselves!" ā€

The man smiled and said, "What if someone from the sect master threatens the young sect master?" ā€

Li Haotian said in a flat tone: "If you threaten the young sect master, kill it!" ā€

At this moment, a handsome young man dressed in black brocade and with a handsome face walked over with a cyan sword in his hand.

The young man said with some dissatisfaction: "Deacon, with my cultivation, is there still someone who threatens my status?" ā€

The deacon looked at the young man, his eyes showing surprise: "Young Sect Master, this has reached the realm of transcendence?" ā€

Li Minglin raised his head, revealing an arrogant look and said, "I just broke through this morning!" ā€

The deacon immediately hurriedly congratulated: "The young sect master is really talented, he broke through the realm of transcendence at such a young age, although his cultivation is not as good as those personal disciples, but the victory is that the young sect master is young, presumably in the future, it must be an immortal road open, pointing straight to the avenue!" sā€

Li Minglin's face was proud, his eyes were full of anticipation, and today was the day he was most looking forward to.

Because he wants to win the first place with a thunderous posture today, make a name for himself in the five major dynasties, become the young sect master of the Qinglian Dao Sect in one fell swoop, and directly rush to the demon list.

Every time he thought of that beautiful day, he couldn't help but be excited.

Li Minglin said proudly: "Father! Deacon! Rest assured that today is my battle for fame, just watch it, I will definitely make a name for the Qinglian Dao Sect! ā€

The middle-aged man looked at the young man lovingly, and said in an encouraging tone: "After you win the first place, I will personally take you to the old ancestor to find a weapon for you!" ā€

Li Minglin suddenly became excited, and his eyes flashed with a fine light: "Really?!" Father, is it selected from the place of the sword mound of our Qinglian Dao Sect? ā€

The middle-aged man nodded, and said in a flat tone: "Today you have become the first, I will elect you as the Dao Son of the Qinglian Dao Sect at the Council of Elders, and become the future sect master of the Qinglian Dao Sect, as a Dao Zi, you can enter and exit the Weapon Pavilion at will, even if it is the ninth layer!" ā€

Li Minglin nodded heavily and said, "Father, just wait for my good news!" ā€

At this moment, the road to heaven was about to open, and Li Minglin strode away.

At this time, the deacon said to the middle-aged man: "Sect Master, the ten-year Sword Immortal Secret Realm is about to open, I don't know what arrangements the Sect Master has for the Dao Sword Sect this time?" ā€

A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he said in a cold tone: "This time, our three major sects should become two major sects, and there is no need for the Dao Sword Sect to exist, so there is no need to give them places!" ā€

The deacon nodded, and seemed to agree with the middle-aged man's words, but he still said with some concern: "But although the Sect Master Dao Sword Sect only has one disciple of Li Qingling, his strength is also very strong, if in the competition for places, what should we do if she achieves results?" ā€

The middle-aged man said calmly: "I have long thought that this quota competition plus the team battle competition, even if Li Qingling is invincible at the same level, but she can't be a name for all of us, even if the Dao Sword Sect recruits a few more disciples, without training, it is just a number." ā€

The deacon nodded and said in admiration, "The sect master is really clever!" ā€

The middle-aged man nodded and waved for the deacon to leave.

When the deacon came to the door again, the people were ready, and the incense had been burned.

Li Minglin stepped on the sword, glanced around, and found a man, with a lofty spirit, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, holding a broken sword in his hand, wearing a blue robe, wearing a black jade Buddha on his waist, and a white snake on his shoulder dozing off, like a fairy in the sky, and suddenly a trace of unhappiness rose in his heart.

"Damn! How does this guy look so handsome? ā€