The key of the heart, the test is the artistic conception!

At this moment, in the heart gate, Wang Mo and the four of them sat cross-legged on the ground, closed their eyes and pondered, looking around, the more than 600 people who passed through were like this

After passing through the Dharma Pass, everyone entered this place and went through the final test, where hundreds of people who had cleared the pass had been meditating for nearly thirty days

In the past 30 days, Wang Mo has been pondering, what is the mysterious thing in this heart pass, here, his artistic conception seems to be infinitely close to the fairy road, as if here, only a palm away from the fairy road, you can touch it by raising your hand!

Time passed little by little, and these six hundred and six people had forgotten the concept of time in this heart pass, and everyone was always meditating, motionless, and the artistic conception did not release from the moment they entered this place.

On this day, it was the sixty-first day of Wang Mo's heart, and on this day, he opened his eyes and woke up from meditation.

There was no light in his eyes, but there was a strange light flickering, and he sat there, deep in thought, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The three levels of fear, law, and heart turned out to be not a test, but a kind of chance, understanding is understanding, understanding is understanding, so it is"

The three of He Fang on the side were already sober, but they did not fail, and among the original six hundred and six people, more than half of them were sent out because they couldn't calm down, or they were upset after only a few days of entering the meditation, and after a hasty reading, these six hundred and six people, but there were only one hundred and fifty people left, and Nalan Tang was obviously among them

Wang Mo stretched out his hands, stood up, looked around, and said with a smile: "The realization is over!"

As soon as these words came out, the world around him suddenly bloomed, as if it was spinning wildly, with Wang Mo as the central point, it rotated rapidly, and finally with a shudder, all the surrounding materials disappeared without a trace.

"One hundred and thirty-six people have cleared the customs!"

Wang Mo stood outside the tens of thousands of mountains of Yiyuan Sect with a smile on his face, in front of him, at this moment, there were two people standing, one was wearing a white fairy robe, with a kind face, looking at the one hundred and thirty-six people with a smile, and the other was wearing a black fairy robe and staring at Wang Mo and the others with a cold face

He Yu smiled secretly and said in a low voice: "Black and white!"

"Junior brothers and sisters, among the disciples of Xiayue Xingchen, the first generation of disciples of the Yiyuan Sect, I am the first to get started, you can call me a senior brother!"

Wang Mo glanced at this person lightly, and then, as everyone clasped their fists, he said, "I've seen Senior Brother Yue!"

And the man in black just spit out coldly: "Bai Feng" and stopped talking

Yue Xingchen smiled slightly, pushed his right hand forward, and said, "Senior brothers and sisters, please come with me!"

As he spoke, Yue Xingchen's body moved, leading the way in front, and everyone stepped on it and followed, and a hundred long mangs went straight to the depths of tens of thousands of mountains.

During the flight, Yue Xingchen was quite good at talking all the way, and introduced the Yiyuan Sect in more detail.

This person talks and laughs vigorously, which is quite interesting, and often says the key points in a word, so that everyone has a simple impression of Yiyuan Sect.

Flying a little time, through tens of thousands of mountains, there is a towering giant peak in front of it, on it, there is an extremely luxurious hall, bursts of thick colored light, spread to the surroundings, forming a circle of colorful aura, the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees, all reflected into a piece of color.

This place is like the source of the nine-day rainbow, and people will be shocked when they look at it.

"Senior brothers and sisters, come with me!" Yue Xingchen's body moved, and he rushed directly to the peak, followed by Wang Mo and the others.

At the top of the mountain, under the main hall, there are countless disciples of the Yiyuan Sect, who are meditating and spitting, and from a distance, there are tens of thousands of people densely packed.

Behind this peak, there are countless attic halls, all of which have disciples who are preaching, practicing immortal arts, or meditating cross-legged.

With just a sweep, Wang Mo calculated that there were no less than 50,000 disciples here

This mountain peak is really too big, especially behind it, it is endless, like a lying dragon, so that people will lose themselves at a glance, and the whole person is immersed in this vast sect

"Here, this is my Yiyuan Sect Shengzimen Mountain Gate, all junior brothers and sisters, this is to the west, is where the Xiuzi Gate is located, and the east is the Kaizimen Mountain Gate, you can see at a glance that the chief examiner this time is the elder of the Yiyuan Sect - Ma Guangqing Ma Shibo" Yue Xingchen smiled slightly and said!

This Yuanzong is too big, just the Shengzimen has such a scale, I don't know how to hurt the door Dumen...... There is also the main gate of the Yiyuan Sect, which must be even more unimaginable, Wang Mo Immortal Zhi swept lightly, and couldn't help but secretly exclaim

At the gate, suddenly a golden light appeared, and an old man in Tsing Yi with a wrinkled face, but with fairy bones, slowly appeared, a pair of sharp triangular eyes slowly swept below, and as soon as he appeared, Nalan Tang in the crowd below looked fiercely, and a trace of smugness flashed in his eyes

Yue Xingchen bowed deeply to the wrinkled old man, and said respectfully: "I've seen Uncle Ma!"

Everyone can pass the three levels, all of them are people who are deeply involved in the city, and then they followed Yue Xingchen's example and bowed deeply to the old man surnamed Ma, and said in unison: "See Uncle Ma!"

The old man surnamed Ma seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, and immediately smiled slightly, and said loudly: "First of all, congratulations to you for passing the three levels of fear, law, and heart, and now you are the true disciple of my Yiyuan Sect."

After finishing speaking, there was an instant commotion below, and there was excitement on his face, even He Fang was no exception

"But since you are already a disciple of my First Yuan Sect, the rules of this Yuan Sect naturally have to be followed, and your sect master will teach you the specific situation, so let's start dividing the sect now."

"Cultivating for the birth of the door, but the one who closes the door, standing on the left, the one who closes the door but the one who gives birth to the door, stands on the right, the one who gives birth to the door, but the one who hurts the door, stands behind me."

After just a few breaths, everyone was already standing, but there were no injured immortals, after all, this realm of wounded doors was far from being so easy to enter, and in the Yiyuan Sect, most of the wounded sects were elders, and the immortals of the realm of Dumen could compete for the position of the master of the door

A Yuan Sect has a total of four doors, divided into open word door, rest word door, birth word door, wound word door, and there are 100 halls in it, 10000 rooms, 10000 halls, there are immortal halls, immortal medicine halls, immortal treasure halls, elixir halls, and thousands of lands are divided into grass, wood, grain, medicine, 10,000 rooms, and there are doors, master rooms, tutors' rooms, disciples' rooms, outer disciples, and miscellaneous rooms

Wang Mo and the four of them didn't want to attract too much attention at first, so they suppressed their cultivation in the realm of Xiumen, and now they have been selected, and the four of them came here in addition to helping He Yu to pick up girls, just to break through the realm of injury, so the four of them resumed their true cultivation and stood in the middle of this

Wang Mo's eyes swept slightly over the dozen or so people in the middle, and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stopped on the man in a gorgeous white robe, and said secretly: "Why is he here?"

"Okay, the one on the left will follow you, Senior Brother Bai, to open the door, someone will give you clothes, waist cards, etc., and the one on the right will follow you, Senior Brother Yue."

"Come with me."

After finishing speaking, everyone followed behind the three of them and flew towards their respective mountain gates, because the Shengzi Gate was here, and Wang Mo and the others didn't bother to move!

Entering the enchantment, directly in front of it, a towering mountain peak, a thousand rocks showing, clouds and mist, unable to see the details, sometimes there are one or two beast roars. A twisted stone path winds down from the peak, like a picture of the scenery, the mountains and rivers are beautiful. A sense of seclusion arises slowly.

Looking up from afar, there is a large hall at the top of the mountain, although it is covered by clouds and mist, but bursts of purple light flicker, which makes people can't help but worship at a glance.

Next to the main hall, a long stone bridge stretched out like a crescent moon, extending into the void clouds and mist, connecting with another mountain peak. Under the main hall, there are countless disciples of the Yiyuan Sect, who are meditating and breathing, and from a distance, there are no less than a thousand people.

He Yu passed the three levels and spent nearly 100 days, and he was a little tired, but his eyes were only swept hastily in the crowd of people who were meditating and spitting, and his eyes suddenly exuded the eyes of wolves

The body couldn't help shaking, Wang Mo patted He Yu lightly, and asked in a low voice, "What are you messing around?"

However, He Yu quietly stretched out a finger and pointed tremblingly at the crowd of people who were meditating in the distance

Following He Yu's fingers, looking at the woman sitting quietly cross-legged, dressed in a silver-white robe, beautiful, hair like a waterfall, phoenix eyes and cherry lips, the beautiful eyes are even more moving, a light chestnut soft long hair hangs down on the waist, showing loveliness

The white-robed woman next to her, her willow eyebrows are like smoke, shining like spring, like a lotus fairy, soft and elegant, she doesn't need to be modified, neither charming nor charming, so beautiful and elegant. Light smile like her, noble and elegant like her, clear and empty like her, graceful and refined like her, the pair of clear and moving sea blue like the lakeside with a shallow soft smile, with a quiet and elegant temperament

A few ends start and end, and a few ends start again

A few years later, Wang Mo recalled his goodbye to Duanqin again, and he just said to himself lightly: 'I regret letting her fall in love with me!'

Looking at the quiet and unearthly woman, Wang Mo's eyes showed a gentle color