In winter, fine snowflakes fall densely on the Luoxia Mountains, and some thin snowfall slowly accumulates in various parts of the mountains, leaving shallow footprints on the ground after people walk.

In the dense snow, there were two figures, one in front of the other and one behind, walking very slowly.

The man in front of him, looking weak and weak, was holding an ordinary wooden box in his hand, which was wrapped in strips of cloth. These strips of cloth seem to have been carefully cut and intertwined to form a cloth flower, which seems to be a chrysanthemum, and is dotted on a simple wooden box, which is quite interesting.

The man in the back, burly, followed closely behind the man carrying the wooden box like a servant, not leaving an inch. The snowflakes fell on his cloak and green robe, and they settled, and there was no trace of melting, as if this man was cold and had no body temperature.

The two of them, one after the other, soon came to a cave next to a pond, and when they saw that the entrance of the cave was open, they went straight in.

In the cave, a bonfire was set up by the quilt, and above the flame was an iron pot that was erected, and I don't know what was boiling in the pot, and the evaporated water vapor came out of a half-hidden glass window in the cave.

"It's just in time, let's eat together." Sitting on a chair, he pointed to the wooden chair opposite and beckoned the visitor to sit down.

The man who came with the wooden box sat down in response, and the burly man who had come with him before stopped motionless, as if he had always existed in that place, unchanged for eternity.

Han Li casually handed the wooden box to Zhao Mu, looking at the red soup in the pot without any ingredients except for many red dried chili peppers floating on it and large pieces of seasoning, he was a little surprised.

"Is it soup?" Han Li showed a trace of doubt on his face, but he didn't move to serve the soup, but stared at Zhao Mu with his eyes.

"This is called hot pot, and it's a relatively novel way to eat." Seeing Han Li like this, Zhao Mu knew that he couldn't trick him, so he used the exorcism technique to pull the small table on the bed, put it between the two of them, and on the side of the bonfire, he took out a number of brocade boxes from the storage bag and put them on the table.

A brocade box was filled with thinly sliced meat, which was divided into two piles according to type, one for beef and the other for mutton. The other few are covered with all kinds of vegetables, and I don't know how Zhao Mu found them in this cold winter.

Zhao Mu picked up a large chopsticks of meat slices, put them in the iron pot, and waited for the meat color to turn from light red to silver gray after cooking, and he was not afraid of being hot, and he ate it in one bite, with a trace of satisfaction on his face.

"I see, it's really novel." Han Li understood, and he also learned from Senior Brother, and began to eat.

The thickness of the meat cut is just right, and when the red soup is blanched, the meat slices are dripping with red oil, which is mouth-watering. As soon as he ate it, the spicy taste bloomed on the tip of his tongue, and the salt mouth was very good, and the meat was not firewood, and the delicious taste that came from his mouth at once made Han Li admire it in his heart.

After eating for a while, the two of them drank wine again, and they were very happy with a mouthful of food and wine.

Gradually, Zhao Mu saw that Han Li had drunk a little too much, and was leaning back on the wooden chair with a flushed face, and said, "Keep the things you gave you a few days ago, they will be of great use to you in the future." ”

Han Li's strength came up at this time, he was groggy, he felt that the world was spinning, and he remembered in a daze the mysterious token that his senior brother had given him that day.

The token is less than the size of the palm of your hand, the whole body is black, the material is very hard, I don't know what mineral it is made of. The front of the card is engraved with the word "ascending immortal", and the back is carved with a maple leaf, which is lifelike. "Immortal Ascension Order" should be the name of this token.

Ascending to Immortal Order, what a big breath. However, despite Han Li's repeated exploration in the past few days, apart from the hardness of the token, the Fireball Technique could not damage it in the slightest, and he did not find a trace of peculiarity.

It's always so mysterious, strange brother. Thinking of this, Han Li rolled his eyes and asked directly, "Senior brother, what is the effect of this Immortal Ascension Order?" ”

"There are seven major sects in the Yue Kingdom, which check and balance each other, and the token in your hand is made by Huang Fenggu, one of the seven factions, and issued to the Immortal Cultivation Family who once made great contributions to its sect."

Han Li saw that Senior Brother had talked about the origin of the token, and knew that he would be able to learn the effect of the token immediately, so he straightened his body a little and listened seriously.

"The seven factions are in charge of the Yue country and control most of the resources of the Yue country. Recruiting disciples from outside is naturally quite strict. Normally, if monks want to get started, they have to participate in the decent-year ascension conference organized by them, where they compete with other monks. ”

"Every year, there are countless casual cultivators who want to join the seven sects, and there are really only ten people in each sect. Therefore, the struggle of the Immortal Ascension Conference was extremely fierce, and if you were not careful, you would die. ”

"Monks can't do without Zhuji Dan if they want to build a foundation, and in Yueguo, Zhuji Dan can only be refined by the seven major sects, and the elixir required for refining is extremely scarce, only about a thousand can be produced every ten years, and their own disciples are not enough, so there are very few Zhuji Dan that circulates outside."

"Those who pass the Immortal Ascension Conference can not only enter the Seven Sects, but also obtain more resources in the future, and the most important thing is that the monk can get a Foundation Building Pill, from Qi training to Foundation Building, and from then on, he will ascend to the sky in one step. Therefore, everyone called this assembly for the selection of disciples the 'Immortal Ascension Conference', and because of its huge scale, it has the current name of the 'Immortal Ascension Conference'."

"Of course, even if a monk successfully passes the Immortal Ascension Conference, if his spiritual root is extremely poor, it is estimated that he will still be rejected by the Seven Sects to avoid wasting the few resources."

Zhao Mu's eyes were just staring at the falling snow outside the window, Han Li understood that with his talent of the Four Spirit Roots, even if he passed the Immortal Ascension Conference, he would not be able to enter the Seven Sects, and he would not be able to obtain the Zhuji Dan, would he have to stop and practice Qi for the rest of his life? Han Li's brows furrowed, and his heart was very sour.

"However, the Seven Sects recognize the order and do not recognize people, with the Immortal Ascension Order, no matter who it is, no matter what kind of qualifications, even a mortal can get the same treatment as the Ascension Immortal, worship the Seven Sects, and obtain a Tsukidan."

This token is so precious, I used the fireball technique to bombard it, but fortunately, it's okay. Han Li touched his chest with his hand, looking a little frightened.

"What about you, senior brother, do you still have a token?" Han Li felt that this order was so precious, it should be very rare, and he was a little worried about Zhao Mu.

"I also got this piece in your hand by chance, where else is there." Zhao Mu took a sip of wine, and his tone was flat.

Han Li didn't have a trace of souvenirs, and put the piece of Immortal Ascension Order in his arms on the corner of the table in Zhao Mu's hand without any delay.

"Since the choice is given to you, you take it." Zhao Mu threw the token to Han Li again, and his tone was unquestionable.

"Senior Brother has already done too much to Han Li, but Han Li has never helped Senior Brother a little, if Senior Brother's path is blocked because of accepting this token, Han Li is terrified in his heart, he doesn't dare to accept it, he is afraid that he will be haunted by demons." Han Li clenched his fists and didn't glance at the Immortal Ascension Order, which was incomparably precious to him.

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law." Zhao Mu scolded, what he was going to say next was bound to make Han Li suffer...