The road up the mountain is winding and uneven, and because a previous snowstorm covered all the original mountain path, the difficulty of this climb rises in a straight line, and if you are not careful, you may fall into the snow or fall into a dark hole under the snow.

After walking for about two hours, Youlan Mu felt that his legs were as heavy as being poured with lead water, and every step forward made him pant like a cow, and his two thick eyebrows were smeared with a layer of white frost.

Looking up into the distance, the footprints of the predecessors stretched all the way to the clouds, as if there was no end, and people couldn't help but feel a trace of despair.

He didn't remember how many people he had overtaken, or how many people he had overtaken, he moved his legs along the straightest line, sweat flowing through his collar and forming ice chips, then splitting into pieces and falling, leaving a few dents in the white snow.

Suddenly, a beam of light mixed with a frightened scream passed past him, and Youlan Mu was stunned, and continued to move forward expressionlessly, without stopping to look at the loser, or he didn't dare to look back at all, he was afraid that when he turned back, he would see the way down the mountain, and he was afraid that he would not be able to help but walk back along the way down the mountain.

With the increase of distance, Youlan Mu's physical fitness dropped sharply, and his pace was not as vigorous as before, relying on perseverance and hard support, and the feeling of emptiness soaked every muscle, but even so, he couldn't tolerate the word "failure" in his heart.

You Lanmu didn't know how many people were in distress in front of him, and how many people gave up, he only knew that if he stopped here now, then he would no longer have any hope of becoming a registered disciple, even if his limbs were frozen and unconscious, even if his violently undulating chest was broken by the cold air, he would continue to walk in the footsteps of his predecessors.

Suddenly, the soles of his feet slipped, his chin slammed against a tree root that was outcropping, and his eyes went black, and he almost fainted.

When he recovered from the severe pain, he found that his body was sliding uncontrollably, and he hurriedly waved his blue hands and kept grasping in the snow until he hooked a small tree in the snow ditch.

The short stumble directly made him fall back nearly twenty meters away, looking at the looming mountain top in the distance, Youlan Mu grabbed a few handfuls of ice and snow and stuffed them into his mouth, and a cold feeling rushed straight to the top of his head, which shocked his spirit. With this momentum, he struggled to climb out of the snow ditch and continue to climb upward.

Another hour passed, and the sky began to fall with goose feather snow, and the road ahead became more and more difficult to walk, and the flying snow not only covered all the footprints of the predecessors, but even the visibility was drastically reduced, and the screams of falling down the mountain stream echoed in the vast snow.

There were several times when Youlan Mu was almost in danger, but fortunately, the previous slip made him extra careful.

As the snow fell, the trail became more and more slippery, like a layer of grease on the surface of the hard snow, forcing Yulan Mu to stop and make some changes to the soles of his shoes.

He found some branches to tie to the soles of his shoes to increase the friction of the soles when walking on the snow, a method used by mountain people when walking through the vast snowy forest.

Just as he was tying up the branches, another disciple walked past him, so that he did not dare to covet the rest time of the engraving, gritted his teeth and stood up from the snow, chased the two of them in a row, and continued to climb towards the snow peak.

With the passage of time, more and more people gave up the test, except for some people who had already crossed the snowy mountains, the vast majority of people had given up, and in the first half of the mountain road, only Youlan Mu was left alone to persist in the blizzard.

Unable to climb on his feet, he crawled forward with both hands, and a drop of sweat slid off his sideburns and turned into crystal ice beads buried under him.

The winter wind whistles by, blowing the mountain snow everywhere, but it can't blow a firm and fearless heart.

Youlan Mu's physical strength has reached the limit, but whenever he is about to fall asleep, his grandfather's old face will always appear in front of him, and the heavy and unwilling sigh makes him dare not stop, and he fights his spirit, gritting his teeth and continuing to crawl, leaving shallow traces on the snow, and then being submerged by the snow.

"The heart is like a rock, but heaven is ruthless, give up."

Suddenly, a crystal jade slip was still in front of Youlan Mu.

Looking up, I saw a middle-aged man in a red shirt standing on the top of the mountain, Youlan Mu looked around, it turned out that he had climbed to the top of the snow peak.

"Elder ......" Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Youlan Mu's heart sank, and her voice trembled slightly.

"There is not enough time left, you climb down this peak, crush the jade slip and go back." Elder Li also seemed to feel sorry for Youlan Mu, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Looking at the candlelight looming in the snow curtain in front of him, Youlan Mu knew that the night was coming, but he didn't want to accept the fact that as long as he climbed down this peak, he could become a registered disciple, why couldn't he be given a little more time, even if it was only a little.

Thinking of the scene when his grandfather angrily scolded the sky before he died, and died of hatred, Youlan Mu's heart hurt as if he had been deeply pierced into an iron nail.

The heavy snow swept mercilessly, pulling up a white snow curtain between the sky and the earth, making it impossible to see the road ahead, and only a few lights flickered in the snow curtain.

"Elder, as long as I can reach the foot of the mountain before all the lights on the opposite mountain come on, I will be qualified." Looking at the majestic mountain shadow hidden in the snow curtain, Youlan Mu's gaze gradually became more absolute.

Elder Li frowned slightly, as if he felt that something was wrong, but he still nodded and said, "Even if you go down the mountain now, you can't arrive on time, don't make any more useless attempts." Go back, be an ordinary person, and live an ordinary life in peace. ”

The words of exhortation similar to that of his grandfather made Youlan Mu feel a pain in his heart, will the Youlan clan have a peaceful and happy life...... Youlan Mu shook his head gloomily in his heart, if he didn't unravel the curse on the Youlan clan and destroy the sin monument, the Youlan clan would never have peace at all.

"I'll be sure to get to the bottom of the mountain before it gets completely dark." Youlan Mu raised his head and looked at Elder Li, with a confident smile on his face.

Elder Li frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Since you don't give up, then do whatever you want." ”

With that, Elder Li waved his sleeves, turned around and left.

Youlan Mu tightly held the knife under his clothes through the collar, and said in a voice that only he could hear, "I will definitely become a registered disciple of the Tianxuan Sect." There was a look of determination in Youlan Mu's eyes.

Then Youlan Mu ran directly past Elder Li's side, jumped from the top of Qianzhang Snow Peak without hesitation, rolled down the vast mountain road, pressed over the withered weeds, broke the branches across the mountain road, and rolled out a path to hope in this ice and snow world with his flesh and blood.

Elder Li was shocked, he didn't expect this young man to be so resolute, his body moved, and he rushed down the mountain. Although he didn't care about the life or death of this young man, he couldn't ignore the reputation of the Tianxuan Sect, if the other party died in the Tianxuan Sect's recruitment assessment, it would inevitably affect the future recruitment.

In the outer hall, several outer gate elders sat together discussing the affairs of Youlan Mu.

"That kid is interesting, Tianxuan Sect has been accepting disciples for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen a disciple dare to jump down from the snowy mountain, his temperament is ruthless enough, I like it." A rosacea-nosed old man squinted his eyes and said.

A blue-faced old man next to him said in a deep voice: "People who can be ruthless to themselves are afraid to be even more ruthless to others." It's a trouble to keep such a ruthless person, I heard that he is still an inferior qualification, so I don't think I can accept it. ”

An old man with a wrinkled face knocked on the cigarette stick and reminded, "Don't forget, he arrived at the foot of the mountain within the specified time, and according to the rules of the sect, he is already a registered disciple of my Tianxuan Sect." ”

The blue-faced old man shook his head and said, "How can this be regarded as passing the assessment, that kid was simply saved by Li Yishan from the middle of the road." If everyone follows suit and rolls down from that mountain, will we save one and receive another? ”

Elder Li frowned when he heard this, this person was saved by him, but how to deal with it became a difficult problem.

The old man lifted the cigarette stick and chuckled, "This is also easy to do, the future test is only the first half of the test, and if you can climb to the top of the snowy mountain before noon, you will be considered qualified." As for this Li Mu, since he has already entered the gate of the Tianxuan Sect, it doesn't hurt to accept him. ”

The old man holding the cigarette stick was quite senior in the outer gate, and when everyone saw him speak, no one would raise the bar with him for an insignificant registered disciple.

Seeing that the identity of the registered disciple of "Li Mu" was settled, Li Yishan's brows also relaxed, in the bottom of his heart, he still liked "Li Mu" a little, after all, there are fewer and fewer disciples who are persistent now.

The next morning, a bright beam of sunlight shone through the clear window on Youlan Mu's quiet cheeks. After a while, Youlan Mu woke up slowly, feeling the faint warmth of the sun shining on his body, he exhaled lightly and sat up.

Suddenly, he had a pain in his body, looked down, his body was covered with bandages, and his left arm was fixed on his chest, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

She looked around and saw that it was a wooden hut with four wooden windows lining the two sides of the door.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, there is a wooden bed on the east and west sides, a square wooden table in the middle, a set of tea sets are placed on it, and the wall facing north is also pasted with a brush to write the word "Dao", the fresh and elegant environment makes people feel comfortable when they look at it.

There was also a somewhat messy futon on the wooden bed to the east, as if it had been thrown there randomly after someone had slept, and it seemed that there was a second person in the house besides him.

You Lanmu felt that his throat was a little dry, he put on his shoes with great effort, and staggered to the table to pour himself a glass of boiled water, and the fatigue left after climbing the snow peak felt that it had not subsided yet.

In the mouth of the water, the cold feeling gradually suppressed the burning sensation in his throat, making him feel much better, but his heart was still worried about one thing, whether he reached the foot of the mountain on time in the end.