There are thirteen peaks in the pillow mountain, standing under the void, to the mountainside at the white clouds and haze, and the dense forest is entangled, such as blue and white with jade, so beautiful that it is incomprehensible.

However, everyone was in no mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and sat on the stone staircase without any image, panting.

"I've been climbing for four or five hours, why haven't I reached the top of the mountain yet!" Someone began to complain.

Other sects will send disciples to measure the spiritual root for everyone at the foot of the mountain, and this sword sect has to be unique, and can only be qualified to measure the spiritual root after climbing the pillow mountain.

Who knows if you have a spiritual root?

In case the spiritual root is not qualified, hasn't it been in vain for so long?

Of course, he wasn't worried that his spiritual root was unqualified, as early as before he came to Pillow Mountain, the family had already invited a master to test the spiritual root for him, it was a metallic single spiritual root, no matter which sect it was placed in, it could be regarded as a genius.

He just felt that the rules of this Sword Sect were really strange and unkind.

"With this kung fu complaining, it's better to save some effort and climb a few more steps."

The girl who spoke was dressed in a red robe, her face was cold, and she obviously looked down on the rich and noble son in front of her.

The guy who can only stretch out his hands in clothes and open his mouth when he eats, what qualifications does he have to cultivate immortals.

Zhou Zhao, who was scolded for no reason, got up from the ground and pointed at the red-robed girl with angry eyes, "Chen Hongjin, don't think that if our two families are good, I won't scold you!" ”

"Okay, okay, don't make any noise, there are still two hours before the spirit root test is over, let's hurry up and climb the mountain!"

I don't know who in the crowd said such a paragraph, everyone didn't dare to rest any longer, and continued to move forward with the wooden sticks picked up on the ground, lest they miss the spiritual root test and have to wait another ten years.

Chen Hongjin snorted coldly, squeezed Zhou Zhao away, and took the lead in climbing the mountain, quickly throwing everyone away.

"Is she still human?" Zhou Zhao turned around and asked the people around him, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Time is running out, Brother Zhou, let's hurry up and wait for you before going down." The man patted him on the shoulder and didn't answer his question.

He came to worship the Sword Sect, and he missed the spiritual root test for a week.

Zhou Zhao watched the people around him scramble to continue climbing the mountain, and soon only a thin little girl was left.

It's still the kind of person who is malnourished at first sight and falls when the wind blows.

……

Chen Hongjin encountered a little trouble on the way to Pillow Mountain, so she stepped into the Qingyun Ladder half an hour later than everyone else.

She rarely rested along the way, and she overtook many people one after another, but the endless stone staircase still made her a little discouraged.

"How far is it from the top of the mountain?"

The disciple stationed at the Yuntai was very kind and patiently answered her question, "The girl will pass by the four Yuntai further on." ”

Qingyun Ladder has a gimbal for every 100 ladders, and four kimbals are 400 ladders.

Chen Hongjin's face finally showed a little smile, "Thank you!" ”

Chen Hongjin thanked him and prepared to move on.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed suddenly, she paused at her feet, looked up at the sky, there were layers of white clouds, and there seemed to be cold falling on her face.

Is it raining?

Chen Hongjin raised his hand and touched his face, his tentacles were cold for a while, and a crystal snowflake fell on his palm.

"It's really strange, it's summer, why is it snowing?" The man who caught up wiped his face and muttered to himself.

The disciples stationed in Yuntai knew that this was the success of the little junior sister's knot.

The little junior sister is the only ice spirit root in the sect, she is extremely talented, it is rare to meet in a hundred years, when she is married, the world changes, and the snow is flying in the sky, which is really very common.

Seeing that Chen Hongjin and the others were still in place, he reminded loudly: "Don't delay here too much. ”

Although only those who climb the Qingyun Ladder are eligible to test the spiritual root, from the first step on the Qingyun Ladder, the sect assessment begins.

Chen Hongjin came back to his senses, suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and began to climb the ladder attentively.

Whether it's snowing in summer or the sky changing color, the top priority at the moment is to climb the green cloud ladder.

The more she went to the back, Chen Hongjin only felt more and more strained, as if a thousand catties of boulders were tied to her feet, and every time she lifted her legs, there was an invisible pull dragging her.

It was as if a huge furnace was burning in her body, and sweat slipped from her fair face and dripped.

The snowfall finally gave her a respite, but it was a drop in the bucket after all.

Just climb to the top of the hill and you're good to go.

Chen Hongjin gritted his teeth and insisted, without the idea of resting.

The body is so tired that once it stops, it is difficult to get up again.

One hundred, ninety-nine, ninety-eight......

Chen Hongjin meditated on the remaining steps in her heart, and finally when she was about to fall down due to physical exhaustion, she saw the scenery on the top of the mountain, and a bright smile appeared on her pale face.

"Congratulations, you're the first person to climb the ladder." The woman of the Sword Sect in a white dress said with a light smile, stretched out her hand and pulled her.

"There's still an hour to start measuring the spirit root, you can go to the side and rest for a while."

Chen Hongjin nodded, found an inconspicuous place, sat cross-legged and breathed, and secretly looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect by the way.

There was a lot of wind and snow on the mountain, and every disciple stood like a pine, dressed in white clothes and flying, wearing a long sword at his waist, handsome and dusty.

Chen Hongjin looked down at her red robe, her good-looking eyebrows furrowed, will she wear this plain white in the future?

As for whether she can worship the Sword Sect, this has never been a question that Chen Hongjin needs to think about.

Seeing the second person to the top, Chen Hongjin was not surprised.

It was Zhou Zhao's side before, dressed in white among the disciples of the Sword Sect, and if he didn't look carefully, he could really let him get through.

He interspersed among the disciples of the Sword Sect, walked to Chen Hongjin's side, two feet away from her, and sat down cross-legged, revealing his white eight teeth, smiling harmlessly at humans and animals.

"Miss Chen is so amazing, she was the first to reach the top in a group of people!"

His attitude was extremely sincere, and he gave a thumbs up.

If he knew that Chen Hongjin entered the Qingyun Ladder half an hour later than everyone else, he would be even more surprised.

Chen Hongjin turned his head away, ignoring his courtesy.

The man was not angry, and still spoke to himself, "I wish Qingyi in the next place, if nothing happens, we will be the same door in the future." ”

As soon as Zhu Qingyi's words came out, Chen Hongjin looked at him twice.

With such confidence, will you definitely pass the spiritual root test?

No, maybe the spiritual root has been tested in advance, but it is not necessarily, just like Zhou Zhao.

A big family like theirs will measure the spiritual root in advance, and even Chen Hongjin is not surprised, but this Zhu Qingyi doesn't look like it came out of a big family.

"What kind of spiritual root are you?" Chen Hongjin asked.

Zhu Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled, "I don't know what kind of spiritual root I am, but after the test, the girl will know." ”

Chen Hongjin began to be silent again when he heard this, and he actually didn't believe Zhu Qingyi's words in his heart.

If Zhu Qingyi didn't know if he had a spiritual root, how could he believe that they could be the same door?

Relying on his obsessive self-confidence?

Feeling that Chen Hongjin's attitude suddenly became cold again, Zhu Qingyi knew in her heart, afraid that she thought he had deliberately lied to her.

In fact, he really didn't know what kind of spiritual root he was, but he just intuitively felt that he had a relationship with Pillow Mountain and a relationship with the Sword Sect.