"Whew. ”

The white-robed old man who was called the Pleiades Immortal Venerable smiled slightly, and he glanced at the other party with a smile first, and then turned his eyes to look at the representatives of the various sects on the peaks in front of him.

At the same time, as he began to look around at the representatives of the sects, he himself floated slowly and lightly from the ground.

It was only at this time that the Pleiades Immortal Venerable said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "In the second half, Xingjun will come to visit, or personally preside, maybe it's not enough." ”

Hearing this, the representatives of all the sects smiled one after another, only the gloomy people smiled too much, and the decent people were amiable.

When he saw the Pleiades Immortal Venerable looking around, all the people who came into contact with the eyes of the Pleiades Immortal Venerable invariably made an in-door salute to each other, but they only smiled or nodded.

"Whew. The Pleiades Immortal Venerable smiled like a spring breeze, and whispered sideways: "Qin Qi, Zhongli." ”

Hearing this, Qin Qi was stunned, so he hurriedly stood up from the ground, hugged his fists to the other party and bowed his head, "The disciple is here." ”

At this time, Sun Zhongli was still silently watching Zheng Ming's back, as if he had not heard the summons of the Pleiades Immortal Venerable.

After perceiving his gaze, Zheng Ming, who had been watching the various sects, moved his brows slightly, and then turned to look at Sun Zhongli.

Seeing that the person he was looking at was Sun Zhongli, Zheng Ming couldn't help but smile and nodded lightly to him.

Seeing this, Sun Zhongli was silent, and saw that he silently lowered his gaze, only looking at the remaining hilt of the sword in his hand and some iron slag on the ground.

However, after only a breath, when he saw that his teeth were gently bitten, he casually threw the hilt of the sword in his hand to the ground, then turned around and stood up, hugged his fist towards the Pleiades Immortal Venerable, and said, "The disciple is here." ”

His eyes were firm, flashing with a sharp edge, and there was only a hint of gloom inside, which was extremely hidden.

"......" After glancing sideways, the Pleiades Immortal Venerable couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth, and after paying attention to Zheng Ming with great meaning, he shook his hands and said, "Let's go." ”

Along with the words, there was an invisible force that lifted Qin Qi and Sun Zhongli from the ground, thus transporting them behind the Pleiades Immortal Venerable.

At this time, the Pleiades Immortal Venerable smiled slightly, and then raised his palms to the representatives of the sects, bowed his head slightly, and said, "In this way, let's start by ourselves." ”

The representatives of the sects either chuckled lightly, or nodded in response, and some sneered and turned their heads to look at the young people on the Ascension Immortal Platform, and even accompanied by the demon snake spitting out letters and approaching, frightening the young people and shrinking back.

"Haha, haha......" Pleiades Immortal Venerable laughed, and with just a wave of the dust in his hand, he flew away with Qin Qi and Sun Zhongli in the southeast direction.

"Zheng Ming......" Sun Zhongli turned sideways to look at the smiling face that looked at him, his eyes silent and calm.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared into the sky, and they could not be seen.

"Whew. Seeing this, the representative elder of the Qingyun Sect turned his head with a smile, and looked down at the group of young people on the Ascension Immortal Platform and said, "There are many qualified people this time, but not all of them are worth it. ”

"Hmph! Whether it's worth it or not, you also have to consider comprehensiveness. The Elder of the Fire Spirit Sect responded, only inspecting Zheng Ming's back - it was really incomprehensible that this little boy could resist the turbulence of the space and be safe.

Coincidentally, the eyes of all the sect elders also stayed on Zheng Ming's body, but it was only not long, for fear that it would be too long and others would estimate their thoughts, and it would be difficult to carry out the aftermath.

Zheng Ming looked at the direction where the Pleiades Immortal Venerable and the others had left with a chuckle, and only a moment later, he lifted the hem of his clothes with a slight smile, sat down cross-legged in place, and closed his eyes.

The Pleiades Immortal Venerable has left, and the other party is in such a battle, many sects, but they are waiting here without saying a word, thinking about it, the first half of what the Pleiades Immortal Venerable said has begun.

Seeing Zheng Ming like this, many teenagers around couldn't help but be stunned, but after a glance, and seeing the countless eyes that glanced from the peak, they suddenly felt uncomfortable, and stepped back some distance, letting Zheng Ming sit there alone.

But there are also many people who are transparent, although they also chose to distance themselves from Zheng Ming, but after that, they also sat down cross-legged in their own positions in the same way as Zheng Ming. Among them, there are still very few people who can really be calm.

During the meditation, although Zheng Ming closed his eyes, he could still feel that his eyes were constantly looking at him or "passing by" his body, as if he was being scanned by a ray of light, although he was a little uncomfortable, but he had nothing to say.

He only quietly adjusted his breathing to calm the breath and mood that had been surging in the spatial tunnel, and tried to trace the breath of the teleportation channel, but he couldn't feel anything.

Due to the influence of Zheng Ming's actions and the countless gazes, there was also a reaction on the Ascension Stage—whether it was nervous, natural, smiling, or pretending to be scared, the teenagers also sat down cross-legged in their positions. Those cold or burning eyes make many people feel hot on their faces, and even if they close their eyes, they can't settle down at all. But there is nothing else they can do.

This long gaze inspection and selection has put an invisible layer of pressure on the heads of most teenagers. Coupled with the silence of no one and silence, the only thing they could hear was their own breathing and heartbeat.

This invisible pressure became heavier and heavier as time went on, causing many teenagers to sweat on their foreheads and clench their fists. But they didn't dare to open their eyes, nor did they dare to look at the immortals on the peak, so they could only suffer so much that they persuaded themselves to hold on.

This review lasted for three days.

During these three days, one after another, some people could not resist the pressure and fainted. Teenagers who are highly mentally stressed do not get a chance to sleep at night and even a moment of relaxation.

At sunrise the next day, when someone could not bear the triple stimulation from the heart, spirit and outside, he fell on the ground crying loudly and began to beg for mercy and cry that he did not want to be an immortal.

The ripple effect of this phenomenon is to stimulate more nervous teenagers. Those who were not determined began to kneel down one after another, begging for mercy. They burst into tears, but there was nothing else they could do.

And thanks to this, those cold eyes no longer swept away from them. Although, at the moment they begged for mercy, there was a multiplier of eyes locked on them, but it was only a brief glance that they were relieved.

Soon after, they lost their gaze and scanned, and their hearts were relieved, and they fell to the ground and fell asleep.

At this moment, even some people who stick to their hearts can't help but start to waver.

Stop here and give up, or stick to it. All this needs to be measured by themselves.

Perceiving the external situation, Zheng Ming was only silent, and after shaking his head in his heart, he no longer divided his energy to observe the external movements, but only immersed himself in his own thoughts.

"I don't know ...... my father"

"Master, Sir......"

"Zisheng, Ziyu, Xiaobai, A Leopard...... It's time for Kangkang to enroll in the hall......"

"Li Gao, Yao Lao ......"

Zheng Ming silently recited their names in his heart, and the beautiful scenes of the past appeared in his mind again, so that he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and reveal a warm smile.

"Oh?" Sensing the change in Zheng Ming's aura, the elder of the Tianxuan Sect couldn't help but move his eyes, and looked at it without saying a word.

In addition to the others, the old man in the purple gauze robe was also looking at Zheng Ming, they were the lineage of the Haoran Sect. And the actual identity of this old man is the great elder of Haoran Sect, his name is Luo Zhong, and he is called Sen Luo Dao.

The two on his left and right were both young men and dressed in the same attire as him, except that the one on the left had a cold gaze and held a long sword, and the one on the right had a smile on his face and his hands behind his back.

"Please forgive me!" At the same time, in the environment of snoring, on the Ascension Immortal Platform, another teenager was so unbearable that he knelt on the ground. Seeing that he had tears flowing down, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists unwillingly.

Seeing this, the young man standing with his sword next to Luo Zhong couldn't help but be silent, and then shook his head slightly and said, "This disciple, there are few people worth bidding. ”

"Whew. Hearing this, the young man on the right side with his hands on his back smiled leisurely and said, "What Senior Brother Leng said is not ......."

As people say, this sword-hugging young man is surnamed Leng, and his name is like frost. People live up to their name.

Speaking of this, this person paused, and then inspected the Ascension Immortal Platform, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "A cultivator, although he has the first ambition, his personal talent is even better than this. At present, there are more than 2,000 children, although 90% of them are not strong-minded, most of them are still young people who have not opened their minds......"

In the words, he smiled slightly, and turned his eyes to look at a white-clothed young man who was sweating on his forehead, but clenched his fists tightly and refused to let go, and chuckled: "As long as the sect guides, corrects and exercises more, even if the talent is shallow, or the people who are not strong-minded and distracted, they will have the opportunity to touch the threshold of the Great Dao." ”

Although he listened to what this man said, Leng Rushuang did not answer, and only stared coldly at the Ascension Terrace below, looking for someone who could enter his eyes.

"Whew. At the same time, Luo Zhong lightly released a wisp of breath, turned his eyes and looked at Zheng Ming's location one by one, and said without moving: "This son, I'm afraid it's extremely difficult for two." ”

Hearing this, Leng Rushuang suddenly frowned, and the young man with his hands behind his back was stunned: "Oh?"

After that, the former looked sideways at Zheng Ming, while the latter turned his head to look at Luo Zhong.

This young man who has always carried his hands on his back and often smiles is Luo Zhong's personal disciple - Gu Ziqi.

"It's extremely difficult to achieve...... It's extremely difficult to give up......" Luo Zhong only looked at Zheng Ming deeply, and said so.

Hearing this, Gu Ziqi was slightly stunned, nodded thoughtfully, and turned his eyes to Zheng Ming.

At the same time, when Leng Rushuang turned his eyes to look at Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming suddenly frowned, and slowly opened his eyes—he felt an extremely cold chill from his cold gaze.