"Hurry up and stand on top of my fire sword, the old man doesn't have so much time to waste," a rough voice sounded in Wang Changsheng's ears.

Hearing only a burst of footsteps, many people ran in a certain direction.

"Stand up, get up," As soon as the words fell, a hundred-foot-long red giant sword slowly rose from the ground, and the giant sword was densely packed with people.

Wang Changsheng was dumbfounded, secretly surprised, this giant sword can split a hundred-zhang high mountain with one sword!

When the immortal cultivators below saw the red giant sword, there was a commotion again, but there was no change on the faces of some of them, and it was estimated that they had seen this kind of flying sword magic weapon.

The red greatsword quickly turned into a red light and disappeared without a trace.

"Hurry up and climb to the top of the Golden Crown, don't be slow, be faster," a somewhat impatient voice came from the sky.

Then there was another commotion in front of him, Wang Changsheng stood on tiptoe, wanting to see what kind of treasure it was this time, but there were too many people to see the situation in front of him clearly.

"Wow, that's a big python. ”

"It's really a dirt bun, I haven't even seen a dragon. ”

"Hehe, this breath is at least a fifth-level demon beast!"

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and more knowledgeable people told the origin of this thing.

"Jiaolong?fifth-level demon beast?" Wang Changsheng was shocked when he heard these words, the fifth-level demon beast was equivalent to a monk in the late stage of foundation building, he had grown so big, he had seen a second-level demon beast, although the second-level demon beast was locked in a cage at the time, but the powerful aura emanating from his body, Wang Changsheng still remembers it vividly.

It didn't take long for a golden dragon forty or fifty zhang long to fly in a certain direction under the surprised gaze of everyone, and soon disappeared into the sky.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake, Wang Changsheng was shocked, before he could figure out what was going on, a circular stone pillar with a height of more than nine roads and ten zhang suddenly stood up in front of him, the stone pillar was distributed in a circle, the range was extremely wide, and it was engraved with dense spiritual patterns.

"Hurry up and walk into the stone pillar above the twelfth layer of qi refining, wait for the teleportation, don't stand inside if you don't have the twelfth layer of qi refining, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you if something goes wrong," a deep voice spread across the plain, and everyone heard it clearly.

There was another commotion in the crowd, and the twelve layers of Qi refining and above walked towards the circular stone pillar.

After a violent shaking of the ground, a white light rose into the sky, and the men disappeared.

At this time, there were more than 1,000 people on the plain, Wang Changsheng took the opportunity to squeeze up, and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a cyan Taoist robe standing on a small dirt slope, the middle-aged Taoist priest could not see a little mana fluctuation, a man and a woman stood on both sides of the middle-aged Taoist priest, with a respectful expression.

Wang Changsheng noticed that most of the immortal cultivators who remained on the plain at this time were at the tenth level of qi refining, and he even saw more than a dozen immortal cultivators of the ninth layer of qi refining.

"Okay, since the other people who have branched out have left with some people, let's go too!" the middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at the people present and said lightly.

A man and a woman standing on either side of the middle-aged Taoist priest nodded their heads one after another, and took out a palm-sized paper crane and a tortoise-shaped paper product respectively.

The two of them threw these two things forward, each with a law on it, the two paper products immediately rose in the wind, a paper crane of thirty or forty zhang size and a paper turtle of fifty or sixty zhang wide appeared on an open ground, engraved with dense cyan runes, blue and shining.

"This should be Fu Bing, right?" Seeing this, Wang Changsheng was secretly surprised in his heart.

"Paper crane and paper turtle, you can choose one of your own to climb up, try to go as fast as possible, and don't make others wait for a long time," the middle-aged Taoist priest said with a pleasant face.

As soon as the words fell, the close immortal cultivators ran towards the paper crane and the paper turtle, Wang Changsheng didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly ran towards the paper crane, for fear that he would be disqualified if he fell behind.

When the people in front of the queue climbed the paper crane, Wang Changsheng also grabbed the wings of the paper crane and climbed onto the back of the paper crane.

Wang Changsheng was surprised to find that the paper crane looked no different from ordinary paper, but it was extremely hard, he vigorously grabbed the wings of the paper crane, and there was no trace of wrinkles on the wings, it was estimated that the runes painted on the paper crane were strange!

It didn't take long for the paper cranes and paper turtles to be filled with people, and there were still four or five hundred people on the plain, and these immortal cultivators who didn't sit on the paper cranes and paper turtles had very panicked faces, for fear that they would be disqualified.

"Senior nephew Han, senior nephew Li, you wait and run again, and send these people to the meeting place together," the middle-aged Taoist priest commanded the two beside him.

"Yes, Uncle Liu," the two replied in unison.

Hearing this, the faces of the immortal cultivators who stayed on the plains looked a little better, but there were still many people with sad faces, for fear of being disqualified.

"Ladies and nephews, take care of these people, don't let them run around, lest there be any accidents," the middle-aged Taoist priest commanded the Taiqing Palace disciple who rushed to the sky with some unease.

"Obey the orders of the master," the disciples of the Heavenly Taiqing Palace said in unison.

Hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, and with a shake of his figure, he appeared at the neck of the paper crane, and then, a cyan light curtain shrouded the entire paper crane, and a red light curtain also appeared outside the paper turtle, and the paper crane and the paper turtle slowly rose into the air, and after rising to a height of hundreds of zhang, they flew towards the direction where the golden dragon left.

Wang Changsheng sat on the wings of the paper crane, surrounded by people, and there were very few people who spoke, I don't know if he was instructed by the elders or didn't dare to speak.

The paper crane's wings didn't need to be fanned, and it flew forward on its own, and through the cyan light curtain, from time to time you could see disciples wearing Taiqing Palace costumes patrolling the sky, their faces full of vigilance.

A quarter of an hour later, the paper crane and the paper turtle slowly landed, Wang Changsheng looked down, below was a towering mountain, the mountain was full of people, and on the top of the peak stood a huge tower, which was even taller than the one in the city.

Around this mountain, there are eight peaks of about the same size, each of which is crowded with people, and the summit also has a huge tower.

The paper crane and the paper turtle fell to the top of the mountain, the middle-aged Taoist priest removed the cyan light curtain, and Wang Changsheng came down from the paper crane.

After the middle-aged Taoist priest got down from the paper crane, he walked towards the entrance of the giant tower, and the disciples of the Taiqing Palace who were guarding near the giant tower stepped forward one after another, shouting respectfully: "Master (uncle)." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest just nodded and walked in.

Wang Changsheng also found a place to meditate and rest.

Most of the people on the mountain peak were chatting, some were observing other people, and only a small number of people were like Wang Changsheng, quietly meditating and resting, ignoring everything in the outside world.

I don't know how long it took, but I only heard the three melodious bells ringing "Bell Bell", the crowd on the mountain peak was in a commotion, and Wang Changsheng also opened his eyes.

Before Wang Changsheng could figure out what was going on, he suddenly felt a wave of divine consciousness sweep through his body, and he had a feeling of being seen through.

"Look in the sky, there are people," I don't know who shouted, and everyone looked up into the air.

I saw a middle-aged man in a golden robe in the sky, the man's facial features were upright, his white face was beardless, and he had a momentum of not being angry and arrogant, and he knew at a glance that he was a person in a high position.

"Silence," the middle-aged man frowned slightly when he heard the commotion coming from below, and spoke, his words full of majesty.

The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone below, making the originally somewhat noisy crowd suddenly quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the middle-aged man.

Because it was too far away, Wang Changsheng couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, and could only see a golden figure with a white cloud under his feet, but he still couldn't take his eyes off the golden figure in the sky.

At this time, the middle-aged man's voice sounded again:

"Old man Mo Wentian, is the seventy-third generation head of the Taiqing Palace, is the person in charge of the apprenticeship ceremony, the Taiqing Palace since the Taiqing patriarch opened the sect, has been passed down for 100,000 years, according to the ancestral teachings, every twenty years to open the mountain gate, to the entire Song Dynasty to include disciples, the number of people is not limited, as long as you can pass the entry test, you can become a disciple of the sect. ”

Everyone listened quietly, the scene was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.