Chapter 5: Momentum

But......

In the eyes of the senior brother, Ye Lin was indeed sitting on the stairs, panting and resting!

"Quickly report to the elder!" The senior brother was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, and his body disappeared in front of Jia Fatzi's eyes like a remnant wind.

Jia Fatzi was dumbfounded, and jumped three feet high: "This is already cheating, right??" However, the senior brother had disappeared in front of his eyes, leaving him alone to sigh in place.

Divine Thunder Pavilion.

It is the place of the elders who are in charge of the path of the Divine Thunder.

This senior brother rushed into the pavilion with a remnant, and the disciples in charge of the Divine Thunder Pavilion immediately wanted to stop him. The senior brother quickly said without thinking: "I have something important to tell the elders, get out of the way!"

At this time, Elder Shenting was lying on the square table in his room, snorting and falling asleep.

The white beard was stained with saliva, and he looked intoxicated.

I don't know how many years the Taoist robe on his body has not been washed, and there is a wine jug that has been drunk on the square table!

"Elder, open the door, Elder!" the senior brother arrived at the door, kept knocking on the door, and found that no one answered, and he was impatient. The nose suddenly sniffed slightly, revealing an expression of crying and laughing, and secretly offended, and kicked the door open.

When he saw that Elder Shenting was in a drunken dream, he approached and roared at the elder: "The sect master has sent you a three-hundred-year-old daughter who is red!!"

Elder Divine Thunder, who was originally asleep, sat up violently as if by reflex, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked left and right in anticipation of drooling, and said, "There, there??"

Senior Brother sighed, looked at Elder Shenting helplessly, and saluted: "Elder, something big has happened on the Divine Thunder Road!" When he told Ye Lin about it, Elder Shenting looked tired, and he gave him a blank look and said: "Xuan Feng, you are here to disturb me about this bit ......of, aren't you just resting on the Divine Thunder Road?"

Before he finished speaking, Elder Shenting suddenly struck a clever role, stopped speaking, raised his hand and pinched out the Immortal Duel, and a round of light curtain appeared in front of him.

It was all the scene inside the Path of Divine Thunder.

Ye Lin stepped up the stairs step by step, his immature face covered with sweat.

"Sixty-third floor?!"

As if he had discovered something unusual, Elder Shen Ting carefully took a cue, and when Ye Lin reached the seventy-eighth floor, he finally stopped his figure!

Elder Divine Thunder thought that he had given up, and the next scene that made his eyeballs almost bulge finally appeared!

Ye Lin sat down on the stairs again, panting and breathing heavily.

In the path of divine thunder, there was no one else, only Ye Lin was left. This batch of the best results is only sixty-two floors at most, and they have just left this place.

"Shenwei doesn't seem to have any effect?!" After Elder Shenting carefully took a closer look, his pupils constricted, and he said.

"Yes, the path of the Divine Thunder, the most dangerous is the Divine Might. But Shenwei doesn't seem to have the slightest influence on him, and the only thing that still has an effect on him should be the power of the swamp. This son's body is weak, his spirit is slightly poor, and his physical strength is exhausted. "Xuanfeng Dao.

"He's a good seedling. After a long time, Elder Divine Thunder squinted his eyes and said slyly.

"Elder, do you need to report this matter to the inner gate?" Xuan Feng asked after thinking for a while.

Elder Shenting waved his hand and said, "When this son walks to the ninetieth floor, let's take a look." The path of divine thunder, the higher it goes, the more the pressure will become, I don't believe that Shenwei really has no effect on this?"

On the road of trial, there was a ** incident, and after all, it was still hotly spread.

After all, many of the disciples in the Outer Gate Divine Ting Pavilion had jade mirrors, so they naturally sensed the scene that happened on the path of trial.

"Immortal, ....... Many talents who have broken through the path of divine thunder are unable to withstand the power of the gods, and this son is actually physically exhausted ....... ”

"Looking at him like this, I'm afraid it is possible to break into the eighty steps, and I'm afraid that another group of elders will have to quarrel again. ”

"That's not necessarily, cultivation still needs to look at understanding, although the qualifications are good!"

The incident soon alarmed the inner door.

After all, the path of divine thunder is a necessary cultivation for every disciple of the Xuan Immortal Sect. Even the lineage of the elders has to go through this test.

So the implication is self-evident.

Now that there is a fairy flower, he can actually stay and rest on the path of divine thunder, and the ripples are naturally unimaginable. When many inner disciples heard this, they thought it was a rumor and rushed down the mountain to inquire.

After confirming this matter from the jade mirror.

The disciples of the Xuan Immortal Sect had different faces and strange faces. Some disciples subconsciously gasped, their impression of the Divine Thunder Path was unforgettable in this life.

Now that someone has suddenly broken the oppression in their hearts, the terrifying waves in their hearts can be imagined.

Meanwhile.

The Purple Smoke Pavilion is located in the steep fairy mountain, the reason why it is called the Purple Smoke Pavilion is because the place where it is built, there are purple trees everywhere, every summer morning, the trees will give birth to some purple fragrance, and the fragrance is ten miles.

As the Purple Smoke Pavilion of the Xuanxian Inner Gate was slightly weaker, the inner disciples were only about fifty. Although the number is much less, Zi Ling is the recognized senior sister of the Xuan Immortal Sect. In terms of strength, it is the top three of the Xuanxian Sect, but the seniority is the highest.

After Zi Ling went back, he went straight to a small courtyard in the Ziyan Pavilion, walked through the gravel path, and when he arrived at the garden, he saw a white-haired old man in the pavilion, who was wiping a half-zhang in size, the thickness of the bowl, and carved with the phoenix and green dragon totem.

"Are you back, can you find the fairy root?" the old man asked kindly and casually without waiting for the purple spirit to get closer.

This old man is the master of the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and he is also the master of the Purple Spirit, and his Taoist name is Ling Wuhou.

Zi Ling saluted the old man, the white gauze swayed in the wind, revealing half of the goose neck, and said softly: "I found a peculiar scholar." ”

"Oh?" Ling Wuhou flipped his hand and put his treasure stick aside, and smiled in surprise: "I can make you call it strange, but it's amazing, where is it now, I want to see it." ”

"I sent him to the Divine Thunder Pavilion, and he should be on trial at this time. Zi Ling's eyes flashed, and he replied without thinking.

"Ha Luha, little Nizi, you're smart. Ling Wuhou smiled kindly, his white eyebrows trembling.

The reason why Zi Ling is recognized as a senior sister is because when she left the mountain at the age of fifteen, she brought back a disciple who was wise and intelligent.

Later, he was accepted as a disciple by the hall master of the Shenyuan Temple and given the name Xuanxuan.

Now it is the highest path of the Shenyuan Temple.

At the age of nineteen, Zi Ling went out of the mountain again and brought back a daughter.

Later, he was accepted as a disciple by the master of the flying gate and given the name 'Fengyu'. This woman has the blood of Tianfeng, and in just a few years, she became the senior sister of the Feishengmen.

The eldest disciples of the Shenyuan Hall and the Flying Ascension Gate, when they came to Zi Ling, they would respectfully call Senior Sister Yi, and her status was naturally the most transcendent among the disciples.

This time, it was Zi Ling who was twenty-three years old and brought back to Ye Lin. In order to prevent many hungry wolves from worrying, she was thrown to the Divine Thunder Path, although that son gave her a strange feeling, she must be weak, and it would be good to be able to walk above the thirtieth floor of the Divine Thunder Path, and when the time comes, she will directly take it back to the Purple Smoke Pavilion, and no one will make up her mind.

"There's no way, since I took back Xuan Yan and Feng Yu, every time Zhangzun saw me go out of the mountain, he would ask me when I would bring him a proud protégé. But my Purple Smoke Pavilion is also a withered talent. Zi Ling was more cheerful in front of his master, and said helplessly.

"Come, see where that little guy has come now. ”

Ling Wuhou smiled and waved his hand, his fingers were a little empty, and a magic seal turned into rainbow light and disappeared into the void.

Immediately, a light curtain appeared in front of him.

Ye Lin stood at the eighty-ninth staircase, panting, his eyes wandering, obviously his physical strength had reached its limit. On the ninetieth step, it seems to be close at hand, but the power of the swamp is wrapped around the feet, like a deep Yellow River.

However, on the ninetieth step, there were ten pieces of crystal Dao jade.

This jade is placed on the ladder and is available for anyone to take it!

Unable to lift the slightest strength in his body, Ye Lin frowned tightly, his neck was thick and his face was red.

"Roar!" Ye Lin let out a dull low roar, like the sound of a wild beast, and the joints on his feet made a crunch of rattling, apparently the strength of the swamp had reached unimaginable levels.

"Bang. The dull footsteps finally stepped on, and a sound like bone squeezing sounded. Zi Ling's eyes changed drastically, and when he saw this scene of the Divine Thunder Road, he subconsciously said, "This ......!"

As soon as the words fell.

"Knock ——!"

The ancient vicissitudes of life and the long-standing bell rang in the Xuanxian Sect.

The inner and outer gates of the Xuanxian Sect could clearly hear this bell ringing! It was the sound of the bell, and the bell sounded like ripples, spreading for ten miles!

Many of the people who heard the bell stood up.

"Oh, somebody has stepped into the ninetieth floor, who is it?"

Even some of the retreating elders woke up in unison.

"It took a hundred years to appear??no, this person must be from my Flying Ascension Gate!" In the courtyard where the Lord of the Ascension Gate lived, there was an explosion.

"My Shenyuan Hall wants this person, don't grab it!" The inner hall master of the Shenyuan Hall let out a long roar!

Ling Wuhou stared at Ye Lin in the light curtain dumbfounded, and after a long time, he looked at Zi Ling, his eyes were a little resentful, as if he was very aggrieved.