Wei Qingyang's face disappeared with horror, and he raised a smug smile, and with that chaotic step, he stepped out of the dazzling footwork, which was the lost step of Haoran Sect.

Leaning obliquely, a few afterimages appeared, almost touching the ground, rushing out diagonally, and then leaping up, rising higher and higher, grabbing the angry bird that was sluggish in shape for three consecutive fire-breathing lines.

The angry bird screamed in horror, and was about to open its beak to fight back, but its left foot was shaken by Wei Qingyang's right hand, and Zhenyuan then invaded his body, and the condensed line of fire was interrupted, and his body fell, and he was thrown down on the wooden platform.

"Bang—"

The sound shook the four fields, and the magic circle on the wooden platform lit up.

The bird staggered, staggered, and fell headlong, the flames circulating throughout his body dissipated.

"That man, why are you fighting with that bird?" Wei Ping asked curiously.

"Hehe, the man tried to subdue the bird. Tu Xiaobai seemed to think Wei Ping's statement was funny, laughed twice, and replied in his words.

"You just live in this house, don't run around if you have nothing to do. Tu Xiaobai continued, and left after speaking.

"Wait, Senior Sister Tu, where can I eat? I'm hungry. Wei Ping hurriedly called out to her, for fear that she would disappear again.

......

Three months have passed in a flash, and nothing major has happened in these three months! If there is any trivial matter, it is that Wei Ping was struck by lightning four times, and except for the first time when it caused a slight commotion, no one paid attention to the rest.

On that day, the wind and clouds were changing, and the dark clouds were very low, standing on the roof, you could touch it with your hand. After brewing emotions for a while, the dark clouds became thicker and thicker, followed by lightning and thunder, and three thunderbolts fell one after another, one fell on the wooden platform, and the magic circle operated, and it was absorbed in a blink of an eye. Two fell on the treehouse, one was relatively ordinary, and the other was extraordinarily thick, attracting the attention of several lines of sight.

The pattern on the roof of the tree house and on the four wooden walls like tree vines lit up, flowing wildly, constantly resisting the bombardment of thunder and lightning, canceling each other, only to see the thunder and lightning shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the thickness of the wrist to the thickness of the fingers, and finally break through the resistance of the tree vine array, burrow into the house from the crack in the roof, and fall to the top of Wei Ping's head.

"Thunder quack, this thunder is extraordinary, more than twice as thick as usual!"

"Ouch, I'm careful, fortunately this thunder didn't fall on my roof!"

"Is there anyone living in that house? no one is living in it?"

"Alas, sister, I finally fell in love with a teenager, but I didn't expect to be stillborn before I could take it out, it's rare for me to pay attention to being lonely for a lifetime, sister?"

......

The thunder roared, and the words of several people spoke insignificant.

The lightning was dazzling, and a figure leaped across the rooftops, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

Inside the house, Wei Ping, whose soul and body are gradually merging, is practicing, Lei Yinquan stands on the pile - his eyes are slightly closed, his legs are squatting, his fists are against his chest, and his heart beats strongly with the breathing, and if there is a thunderous sound in his chest, there is a faint flash of electric light on the fist.

Thunder and lightning struck the head.

The door was kicked open.

It happened almost simultaneously.

Wei Ping's whole body trembled, thunder and lightning scurried, and then burrowed into the pores, he opened his eyes and looked confused.

Tu Xiaobai looked at Wei Ping's upside-down hair and scorched black clothes, laughed out loud, and bent over with a smile.

......

Today is the ninth day of September, the Double Ninth Festival, and it is also the day of the triennial sect examination of Haoran Sect's opening of the mountain to accept disciples.

The morning sun is rising, the mountain protection array is withdrawn, the clouds and mist dissipate, revealing the Jiuxuan Peak opposite to the Jiufeng Mountain, surrounded by colorful clouds, cranes dancing, and the crowd exclaimed!

"Wow, wow, wow, it is worthy of being one of the thirty-six cave heavens, the four major cultivation holy places of the Middle Ages, and it is really full of immortal energy!"

"Haoran Sect, the heavens and the earth are vast, and the Haoran is righteous!"

"Lord Buddha is merciful, bless me to be admitted to Haoran Sect, and I will give you three sticks of incense every day in the future!"

"Son, son, you have to work hard, strive to become an immortal!"

"Brother Chong, Brother Chong, can we cultivate the Tao? The grandparents all say that cultivation is very difficult!"

......

When the glow envelops the top of the mountain, the old Taoist priests of the fairy wind and bones on the Jiuxuan Peak fly in, their clothes are fluttering, their spirits are strong, or they step on the flying sword, or ride the crane, or fly in the sky, and there are often two young boys and girls with red lips and white teeth standing behind them, with their heads in a bun, wearing black robes, and they are also high.

It was supposed to be a solemn and sacred moment, but a shout came from the back of the Wolf Tooth Peak: "Senior Sister Tu, wait for me, I will also participate in the sect test!"

The crowd of people lined up in a long line on Langya Mountain shifted their gaze to the past, and on the inverted hanging stone platform that surrounded the Langya Peak in a spiral circle, a handsome young man in a black robe rushed over, stepping over three or four stone platforms with each step, looking very anxious. Sweating profusely, sweat beads flying, suddenly a stumbling, screaming, flying several meters in the air, falling on the ten-square-meter suspended stone platform, sliding to the edge, the upper body slid out of the stone platform, the face was frightened, both hands scratched, fortunately, the right foot hooked a bulge, can stop the body!

It can be said that it is embarrassing, and it is very inconsistent with the immortal weather, which attracts bursts of suppressed laughter.

"Xiaobai, who is this kid? Panicked, what kind of system has he become!" Dongfang Mao raised his white eyebrows that hung straight to the corners of his mouth, and his indifferent eyes swept Tu Xiaobai and asked.

"Back to the second uncle, his name is Wei Ping, and he was brought by the master. Tu Xiaobai bowed slightly, and looked at Dongfang Mao's indifferent eyes and replied.

"Oh. Dongfang Mao nodded, the sword fell to the ground, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a white jade table and a white jade chair appeared out of thin air on the white jade square, and Shi Shiran sat down.

An Rankou, who was standing on the left side behind him, preached: "The first test of Haoran Sect's Wolf Tooth Peak begins!"

The sound is mellow and mighty, and it can be heard at the foot of the mountain.

The white jade square is 50 meters long and wide, five meters high, square in all directions, carves the dragon and carves the phoenix, lifelike, there are nine stone stairs facing the east, and under the stone staircase is the long dragon that winds up.

Lei Shi, who was in the first place, stepped on the stone ladder with difficulty, one step or two steps, trembling, he came to the top of the mountain seven days ago, sleeping in the open air, eating and sleeping in the open air, eating and sleeping in the open air for every meal, because he attached great importance to it, he was highly nervous, and he only felt that every step weighed more than a thousand catties, and finally walked to the center of the white jade square in the auspicious clouds, walked to the white jade table, and was about to open his mouth to report his name, when he saw the handsome young man who almost fell off the upside-down stone platform running over, and immediately stopped talking.

Wei Ping first bowed to Dongfang Mao, then smiled awkwardly, and said to Tu Xiaobai: "Senior Sister Tu, I also want to participate in the sect exam!"

Tu Xiaobai smiled, looked at the stone ladder, and said, "Oh, there, line up!"

Wei Ping remembered the long dragon he saw on the inverted stone platform before, his scalp was numb, and he opened his mouth to ask if he couldn't go out and cut the line at the back door, but he only spit out two words: "Ah, oh." ”

Get up and walk to the stone staircase, and pass by the thunder stone.

Walking from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, I occasionally heard the mellow sound of Enron.

"Lei Shi, Xuan-level Dao Species. ”

"She Tingting, a yellow-level Dao species. ”

"Mo Chong, prefecture-level Dao species. ”

"Mo Yao, prefecture-level Dao species. ”

"Yellow Tiger, Xuan-level Dao Species. ”

"Teng Zhongtian, earth-level Dao species. ”

"Ji Xue, heaven-level Dao species. ”

......

Every time the voice of the proclamation sounds, it will cause bursts of exclamation, mixed with envy, jealousy, hatred, joy, and so on.

Because every time the voice of the proclamation sounds, it is a once-in-a-hundred, and there are very few people who can cultivate the Tao, and more than 90 percent of the people will be disappointed.

Wei Ping, who was standing at the magnificent stone gate at the foot of the mountain, felt deeply, everyone who walked in front of him was depressed, a little more sad and sad, and almost cried like crazy, it was really a thousand forms!

From sunrise to sunset, it was his turn at dusk! He was full of confidence, but now he was nervous.

"Can I cultivate the Tao?"