Su Wu followed involuntarily and finally pushed open the acupoint and entered the world belonging to the Ziwei Sect.

After Su Wu's whole body entered the cave, he found that the person beside him had lost his figure for some time, and the hole behind him had disappeared in an instant.

It was as if he had been caught in a space of irony around him, surrounded by pitch darkness, and a strong sense of fear instantly hit his heart.

Black represents the mystery, the unknown, and the most likely to cause panic.

Su Wu, who had just faced a parting of life and death not long ago, quickly calmed down after a short period of fear and began to think quickly.

He took a cautious step, making sure that each step was actually on the ground.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Su Wu took a few steps to the left and then a few steps forward, making sure that this was not a narrow passage.

Then he shouted, and after a long time he didn't receive the slightest return, and he was sure that the space was much, much bigger than he had imagined.

"Senior, where is this, where are you?"

Although he didn't see the old man, Su Wu didn't give up looking, he shouted loudly, but no sound responded to him.

Bursts of cold wind kept blowing towards him, making him feel a little swaying again.

All this happened so suddenly that Su Wu couldn't find a solution for a while.

He could only pace in a fixed direction to see if he could find an exit.

One hour, two hours......

Although the darkness was endless, as if there was no end to it, Su Wu did not give up.

Sweat had soaked through his clothes, and his legs were as soft as sponges, and every step seemed very vain.

Light, the only thing he longed for now, he had never longed for the light that he could see everywhere on a daily basis.

The light represents hope, and it represents the only glimmer of life that Su Wu has left.

As long as Su Wu hadn't closed his eyes, he wouldn't give up looking for that light.

With a faltering step, the boy stubbornly continued to search for the light, to continue to look for a gap to get out.

Ziwei Sect is the first Dao Sect in the Central Plains, and it is a holy place of cultivation that countless scattered cultivators yearn for, so naturally it is not so easy to enter.

Su Wu kept recalling this sentence in his mind, replenishing his strength and maintaining his last will.

......

A day later.

Su Wu is still walking, but the cloth shoes on the soles of his feet have been worn out, and now he is barefoot, leaving a red footprint with every step.

These footprints were soon completely buried by the night, and they disappeared completely.

After walking for nearly thirty hours, Su Wu finally couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes were dark, and he passed out directly.

......

But it wasn't long before his eyes opened again.

It was light, warm and warm light, endless light.

Then he subconsciously touched the soles of his feet, and found that the cloth shoes he was wearing before were still intact on his feet, and there were no broken skin scars on his ankles.

People couldn't help but look at him with a smile, and when they saw him open his eyes, he stretched out his rough palm and pulled him up from the ground.

"The young man finally woke up, it had been more than an hour, and he was tired along the way. ”

After standing up, Su Wu looked around and found that he was already in a golden and splendid Taoist hall with carved beams and paintings.

"This is the Ziji Palace, the main hall of the Ziwei Sect, and the real person in charge of the sect is here on weekdays to deal with the big and small chores in the sect. The palace master has been waiting here for a few hours, and he is not ready to salute. ”

In front of Su Wu, he has always been very arrogant, and he can't help but be like a different person in this Dao Hall, and even the tone of his speech is calm and gentle.

Su Wu could see that this lonely and proud old man in the countryside maintained a lot of respect for the head who sat on the chair.

The person who can make this hometown who can use all the means to surrender must not be a simple person, at least his seniority will not be too small, and the means will not be too low.

In Su Wu's impression, the so-called masters of a family should have white hair that can be dragged on the ground, as well as a beard that can be used as a broom, fairy wind bones, and clear dust.

It wasn't until he fixed his eyes on the true face of this mysterious sect master that he knew how ridiculous he thought.

The head of the first immortal sect in the Central Plains, the leader revered by thousands of cultivators, turned out to be only twenty years old, and the handsome and heroic face of a man who had just reached adulthood.

The delicate skin as white as jade, the charming and slightly drunk Danfeng eyes, the bridge of the nose that is as tall as the snow peak of ten thousand years, and the eyebrows that are as beautiful as the distant mountains reflected in the dusk, appeared on a face at the same time.

Su Wu has seen many handsome young people since he was a child, but he has never seen a face so perfect that he can't find a flaw.

At that moment, he immediately raised his voice and said loudly: "Junior Su Wu saw the real person in charge, and the previous drowsiness made the real person in charge laugh!"

The head of the house, who was sitting on the jade chair in the center of the main hall, just smiled gently, and did not blame Su Wu, but praised him.

"Being able to walk out of the realm of the mortal mind set by this Dao after more than an hour is quite extraordinary. ”

"The realm of the realm of the mind is the first obstacle to entering my sect, and many people are trapped in this hurdle. ”

The head of the house is not shocked when he talks, it seems to be affectionate, but it is actually cold.

As the name suggests, the realm of the mortal mind means getting rid of the mortal mind and gaining the path mind.

There are thousands of ways to get rid of the mortal mind, but there is no doubt that the process will be very painful.

If a mortal can't do this, he will never be able to embark on a path of cultivation, let alone become a disciple of the Ziwei Sect.

In that dark world, if Su Wu chooses not to pursue that little bit of light and chooses to sit still, he will not be in this Dao Hall when he wakes up.

The minimum requirement for the Ziwei Sect to admit disciples is that within twelve hours, the trialist must come out of the Dao realm, otherwise they will be regarded as failures.

It took only two hours to walk out and set up a monument that was difficult to surpass later.

Now this monument has been completely surpassed by Su Wu, and Su Wu walked out in only half the time he once had without knowing it, which can only be described as shaking the past and the present.

"All right, come in, it's warm in the hall, come in and sit down. The young man never fully lifted his half-open long eyelashes, and kept rubbing two jade beads that had been polished as smooth as a mirror, very easy-going.

He seemed to be speaking to the air in the hall, but there was something specific in his words.

Su Wu and the others held their breath unconsciously, and they both smelled the slight anger contained in the bland tone of the young master's real person.

Sure enough, two white-haired and vicissitudes of appearance came outside the hall.

When the two old men saw the young man sitting on the chair with his eyes half-open and closed, they also immediately clasped their fists and saluted.

"Great Elder Mayfly, meet the real person in charge. ”

"Second Elder Chenxizi, meet the real person in charge. ”

This inconspicuous old man, who did not have the slightest spine of the Immortal Wind Dao, was two of the three elders of the Ziwei Sect.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get down to business. ”

"Today, I can't help but bring back my disciple Su Wu, now who among you wants to take him in?"

The real person in charge of the house was to the point in two sentences, thinking that he didn't want to delay too much rest time.

After the young head Zhenren finished speaking, the huge Ziji Palace suddenly fell into silence, and everyone was thinking about how to take Su Wu under their door nine times out of ten.

The Ziwei Sect is a veritable loose sect, and the elders often only teach their own fur techniques after leading their disciples into the sect, and then ignore them, waiting for enough time to send them out to perform some simple things in order to expand the sect's influence in the mortal world.

The title of the first sect of the Central Plains of the Ziwei Sect was obtained thanks to these nameless disciples who were sent to the mortal world to punish adultery and eliminate evil.

Those disciples who are truly gifted in cultivation will be left in the sect and taught by the head and elders, and eventually they will become the successors of the sect to deal with those important matters that belong to the world of immortal cultivators.

Su Wu is a seedling personally appointed by the head of the family, so he will naturally become the target of the elders.

While the other two elders were still thinking about how to succeed, they wore two axes on their backs, naked and full of scars, and couldn't help but speak.

"Su Wu has already worshiped my disciple on the way here, and from then on, Su Wu is the only disciple in my life. ”