The three levels of immortals are actually more of a trial level in front of the immortal gate.

It's not that knocking on the level can really make people break through, the three levels of the immortals are more like the simulation volume of the world over there, just to give you a question, as for whether you will do it, then it's not something that the volume needs to consider.

In front of Ling Qi was a huge valley, full of dry bones and magic weapons.

"It is said that this is actually the fragments of the ancient battlefield that fell here tens of thousands of years ago, and was later suppressed here by a righteous path immortal casting a spell, a demon fairy got drunk here and cut off a sword, and a Taoist laid four formations for his apprentice to guard." Mo Lilan blocked the coercion of the immortal family's spells for Ling Qi, and said in the side, "But these can't be traced, there are no four formations here, only three formations of soldiers, people, and hearts." ”

"So this valley was cut out by the demon fairy with a sword!" Ling Qi couldn't imagine that this valley was almost three hundred miles long, and he still underestimated the monks of this world, but unfortunately, he had embarrassed the vast number of traversers, and this ability to overturn mountains and rivers was still good to think about in a dream.

Looking at Ling Qi who was shouting there, Mo Lilan seemed to see her young self, smiled slightly, and walked in front of Ling Qi: "I don't know, even my master can't do this." You should listen to a story. ”

"Don't do this whole urban legend is true." Ling Qi felt that this was most likely true, and there was still too much gap between mortals and immortals.

“？” The fairy didn't understand, but he was only slightly stunned, after all, the most important thing at the moment was to knock.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Ling Qi felt like a knife scraping meat, obviously it was still a sunny day!

Looking at Ling Qi, who was still trembling slightly, the fairy shook his head for a while, took out a coat and handed it to him. This place is too far away from the village, but fortunately, there are regular guards to patrol and inspect this place, and even if he can't come back, he won't really have any accidents. The fairy knew that it was in vain, but still thought about one last persuasion: "Actually, you really shouldn't come, this place is too stressful for mortals." ”

Ling Qi wrapped his clothes tightly, stood up and said, "There must be someone to collect your body." ”

The fairy sighed and looked at the entrance of the valley in front of him: "Can't you say something good?" ”

"I don't know what to say?" Ling Qi looked at the bones in the valley, his eyes were a little red.

Looking at Ling Qi like this, Mo Lilan didn't know what to answer, "I ......" finally walked down, there are some things, it's better not to say anything.

"Come back alive." The words from behind her were already a little crying, Mo Yulan didn't look back, afraid that she would give up at the end, but just waved her hand back and replied, "Okay." ”

Mo Haolan is actually very happy, after practicing for so many years, her parents and relatives have long stopped caring about her as a woman with mediocre talent, and a few of her peers have begun to prepare to knock on the fairy door, at that friend's wedding, only she couldn't even prepare a gift, although her friend said that it was good for someone to come, but she still felt guilty in her heart. Unwillingly, why, if you embark on the road of cultivating immortals, you deserve to suffer a setback. In fact, looking at Ling Qi, he still had unspeakable envy, such a person actually wanted to embark on such a road, but he also knew that he couldn't persuade him, just like he couldn't persuade himself. The words in the book about the city and outside the city probably mean this.

Thoughts flew away, and Mo Haolan saw the first array, the Dao Yuan Soldier Formation.

The soldier array asks about the monk's technique, what kind of magic weapon the monk will face with what kind of attack, so how to solve his own attack is to complete his own path. There have also been people who tried to break into the battle empty-handed, but what they faced was the power of heaven and earth, which was comparable to a catastrophe, and in the end only one died.

Mo Haolan cultivates the sword, integrating the Mo family's Broken Water Sword and the Sect's Xiaoyao Sword, what the broken water wants is to move forward, and what Xiaoyao wants is to do whatever she wants, Mo Haolan doesn't understand it very well, her talent is really not high, but she is diligent, she has practiced the Nine Styles of Broken Water and the Twelve Swords of Xiaoyao to the end.

Entering the formation, Mo Haolan felt an aura of scrutiny, and she knew that it was the formation that began to test her magic weapon and aura realm. Then she saw a sword in front of her, and Mo Haolan exhaled, it seems that the formation is not a dead hand at the beginning. The sword struck, and with her familiar indomitable momentum, Mo Haolan pinched a sword trick and slashed forward.

Mo Haolan took a half step back, but there was excitement on her face. But before she could calm down, four swords struck again, with a carefree sword style. Mo Haolan looked at the attacking sword, her pupils shrank, and four swords came out in a row.

"Ahem." finally broke the four swords, but when Mo Haolan saw the nine swords that appeared in front of him again, he understood why it was called death again.

Mo Haolan only had time to take out eight swords, and staggered to dodge a sword. Looking at the sixteen swords that appeared in front of him again, he stood up and shouted, "Come." ”

Mo Haolan didn't know any flaws in swordsmanship, she only knew how to break swords with swords, so when she forced herself to make sixteen swords in a row this time, she was a little excited, did she break through herself.

She actually wanted to prove something to the man who was still outside the valley, like he said the hedgehog huddled together to keep warm. But looking at the twenty-five swords in front of her, she felt that she might be about to miss the appointment.

"It seems that I only said my surname, but it's a little regrettable." Mo Haolan was a little frustrated and said softly.

"Ahem, aa." didn't block them all, and missed four swords, which was already the limit of what she could do. Then she saw the thirty-six swords slowly emerging in front of her, and even formed a small free sword formation of her sect.

Zongmen, she doesn't seem to have a very good evaluation in Zongmen.

"She's really working hard, it's just something, it's really talent."

"But her surname is Mo, how can the Mo family be so ordinary."

"It is said that she has suffered from a serious illness since she was a child, and when she is rescued, her physique is already weak."

"Didn't the Mo family try to give any pills?"

"Do you know how many people there are in the Mo family's generation, twenty-six, not to mention the two geniuses Mo Qiuxin and Mo Shang. It can only be said that the family really doesn't talk about family affection. ”

"Ugh."

"Ugh."

……

Once passers-by's comments seemed to appear in front of their eyes, sometimes I really hoped that I was not surnamed Mo, but unfortunately I didn't have a choice. Last time, he said to Ling Qi that he couldn't find his own way, but he didn't tell the truth, the Mo family, as a family, would have its own way even if they imitated their predecessors. His own Dao was actually broken by himself, whether he lost to a junior who was twenty years younger than him that year, or the rookie who lost to the sect that year. I don't remember, I only know that I was dragged out by the master after I was closed for several months. The master's eyes at that time were really terrifying, but it was a pity that he knew that no matter how much comfort others had, he couldn't change the reality that he was no longer progressing. It seems that this time, the Tao in my heart is dark.

"Come back alive." In a trance, I remembered the guy outside the valley, and the unwillingness in my heart was a little more. She looked at the sword array in front of her, and finally decided to give it a try, at least she had done her best.

Maybe there are fewer distractions in her heart, maybe it is because the mood at this time is more in line with the Mo family's swordsmanship, she heard the sound of the sword, it was the sword responding to her.

She took out her sword, but only one. This sword was against the sword array, the sword light dissipated little by little, and the sword array was broken little by little, and finally dissipated in the air.

"Ahem." She covered her mouth, and there was a smell of blood in her mouth. The sword made her so tired that she almost wanted to sleep. But she knew that it wasn't over yet, and the swords in front of her had become forty-nine, and they were still sword formations.

She looked at the sword array in front of her, she only knew that she would die without a sword, but she couldn't raise her hand. Thinking of that drunken fellow, she suddenly felt less like death. At the very least, let me tell him his name! So she simply changed the sword style to a forward stab, and went forward.

The sword formation was broken, and in exchange for seven more sword wounds on his body. The sword wound is just a trivial matter, Mo Haolan heard the sword crying just now, this sword is not a family heirloom sword after all, a divine weapon. Being able to block such a sword formation is already the result of adding some materials last night and asking for the help of the master of the Sword Casting Pavilion.

Mo Haolan was really tired, but she knew that she couldn't rest, and if she fell, she really fell, and it was the first time she wanted to live so much. But the formation doesn't care about you, it's a sword formation. Mo Haolan looked at the sword array in front of her, raised the sword in her hand with difficulty, and didn't use any swordsmanship, just a sword to the sky, and then slashed it fiercely.

She was knocked to the ground by the sword formation, and she knew that there were more than a dozen more sword wounds on her body, but she had no time to care. Because she saw a sword in the sky, a huge sword. This was the result of the sword formation, and she suddenly wanted to dodge and escape, but found that her legs were almost unable to stand up.

She began to regret why she was holding the shelf of the immortals, and if she had put it down, she would have had a good meal. She simply sat cross-legged on the ground and put her sword in her lap. She gently stroked the reforged sword, and she smiled happily when she heard the sword's soft groan.

Then, the sword came out, and with a sword to the sky, it met the giant sword.

She only felt groggy, and the powerful impact left her covered in blood. Her sword fell to the side, and the streamer on it faded a little.

But she knew that the formation was over.

"It's finally over." She took out a few pills from her storage bag and swallowed them. Looking at the blood stains all over her body, she laughed lightly a few times, and then performed a spell with her right hand to remove the blood stains. Standing up, she was still the fairy who didn't stain the dust.

"Ahem." She covered her mouth and looked at the next Dogen formation, her legs trembling a little.

It turned out that I was afraid of death, but unfortunately there was no turning back, even if I wanted to go back, there was no way. No, it's taboo to retreat before you enter, and sure enough, you still don't practice enough.

After sitting in place for a few more minutes, he looked at the entrance in front of him, hesitated, and finally moved forward.

After walking a few steps, but suddenly remembered something, Mo Lilan turned back to the top of the mountain over there, took out a wine jug from the storage bag, and took a sip of wine. Whispering into the distance, "Drink." ”

It was as if he saw a man in the distance raising a wine jug and replying; "Okay, drink."