In the Endless Immortal Mountain, there are one hundred and eight main peaks, representing one hundred and eight inheritances, which are the foundation of Taixuanmen's longevity.

Even though some inheritances are declining, there are others that are rising, and after the change of dynasties and the passage of time, Taixuanmen has always stood tall.

To pass the test of Taixuanmen, it is naturally not difficult for Jiangliu.

After passing three levels in a row, Jiang Liu was qualified to select the inheritance and had the opportunity to join the Taixuanmen. Of course, after the main peak is selected, it will be further tested.

"I have one hundred and eight main peaks of Taixuanmen, one hundred and eight inheritances, and now, there are thirty-one inheritances interrupted, and they can't be chosen, and the rest can be selected, as for whether they can become outer disciples or inner disciples, or true disciples, this is a test within each peak. Of course, the stronger the lineage you choose, if you don't have enough talent, you may only be a miscellaneous disciple. And vice versa. ”

"Here is the name of each peak, the strength is the right hand is the most, the left hand is the bottom, you start to choose! Give you a stick of incense time......

The elder who presided over the apprenticeship ceremony was a little absent-minded, and kept looking at an immortal mountain behind him.

The mountain, which connects the heavens, is shrouded in mist.

Jiang Liu knew that they must be paying attention to the battle between Hua Yunfei and Ji Haoyue, and their hearts were not here!

Swept between dozens of jade plates, Jiang Liu's eyes fell on the word "clumsy peak" at the end, the jade plates were sorted by the strength of each peak, and the clumsy peak was the last, naturally the most bottom inheritance.

It didn't take long for the thousands of seekers who had passed the initial test to make their choices.

"You choose Humble Peak?" Seeing Jiang Liu's choice, a Taixuan disciple was a little surprised.

A person next to him leaned over and smiled: "Well, in the past ten years, no one has chosen Humble Peak, and I thought that Humble Peak would be cut off soon." ”

"You really choose Humble Peak, I'll give you another chance, don't miss your talent. A middle-aged man looked at Jiang Liu and said.

"The seniors, the juniors have already been chosen. ”

"You wasted a great opportunity, I hope that after a year, you will not regret it. Take him to Humble Peak......"

Jiang Liu followed behind a miscellaneous disciple and headed towards Humble Peak. Along the way, this miscellaneous disciple talked eloquently, even if he was just a miscellaneous disciple, he didn't seem to look down on Humble Peak.

Just as the river was walking towards the Humble Peak, the remaining more than 1,000 people also went to the main peak of their choice, each looking for their own immortal fate.

Immortal fate is hard to find, and the talent of this group of people does not allow the peaks to take the initiative to compete, but they have a little talent for cultivation, so the summits once again test their will. There will still be many of them who will not be elected, and only a few will be able to stay, and only those who are determined will be able to embark on the path of cultivation.

In the depths of Taixuanmen, there are countless beautiful peaks, among which one hundred and eight main peaks are the most magnificent. Some of the main peaks, fairy music bursts, clouds and mist, glow flickering. Some of the main peaks are full of vitality, and the waterfalls are thousands of feet long, falling down, like the Milky Way falling for nine days. Some of the main peaks, cranes flying, heavenly palace hanging, extremely peaceful, such as the pure land outside the world.

And the humble peak, extremely desolate.

The mountain is still majestic, but the palace in the mountain is dilapidated and even collapsed. The mountain road has obviously not been cleaned for a long time, and it is full of dead branches and leaves, and no one should have set foot on this mountain road for a long time. Some of the roads up the mountain were completely flooded with thorns, and the vegetation was overgrown with trees, as if no one had cleared them for a long time.

"Humble Peak has arrived, you can go up by yourself! I won't send you...... Senior Brother Hua fought with the Naji family, don't miss the ......"

The miscellaneous disciples who led the way disappeared at the end of the mountain road, and the river began to set foot on the humble peak. Obviously, this is a declining inheritance, this place is very quiet, there are almost no human figures, the main peak can be described as an ancient wood wolf forest, the old vines are coiled, very desolate, and no one has been haunted for a long time.

The ancient bluestone steps are still there, but the people in the peak are still difficult.

After all, the 10,000 steps are endless, and the river flows step by step to the clumsy peak. One hundred and eight main peaks of Taixuanmen, each main peak is a natural scripture, and the humble peak is naturally no exception. The river flow was measured step by step, and it was found that this mountain has infinite mysteries and is mysterious and extraordinary.

Moreover, according to Jiang Liu's understanding, it was difficult to comprehend for a while.

"It's really a powerful inheritance, integrating the Tao into the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers, and this inheritance can be on par with the three classics of the Great Zen Temple!"

At the end of the mountain road, there is still silence, very barren, and the weeds in front of the dilapidated mountain gate are overgrown, not like a fairy mountain at all. On an ancient tree not far away, several crows croaked and flapped their wings and flew up.

At this moment, an old man with a trembling figure walked out of a dilapidated temple on the mountain, with a layer of ash on his body, and looking at him, it seemed that he was repairing a hall that was about to collapse.

"It's time to accept apprentices again!" This old man's eyes were cloudy, and he was extremely ordinary, not like a cultivator, but more like an old farmer.

"Disciple Jiang Liu, meet the peak master!" Jiang Liu gave a generous salute.

The old man's face was full of sorrow, and he said: "Five hundred years, the inheritance has never appeared, it is almost severe, I don't know when I have to wait, you come here, maybe you can only waste the years in vain......"

"The disciple is not afraid, he is still very young, he can wait!"

"I'm afraid that I will wait for a lifetime, wait until the black hair turns into snow, wait until the water drops wear through the stone, but it will be empty after all!"

"The disciple has just walked from the next step of the mountain and read twelve words!"

"Oh! ”

"If there is a lack of great success, if there is a big profit, if there is a big coincidence, if ...... clumsy"

The old man was silent for a long time, pointed to the immortal mountain in the distance, where the immortal cranes were flying, surrounded by white clouds, and the immortal palace was hidden, and said: "With your talent, it is better to choose those main peaks, maybe you will be able to compete with the children of the Holy Land in a few years, here, your talent has been wasted!"

"The disciple is here for the Nine Secrets, and the other main peaks, the disciple can't look at it!" Jiang Liu said frankly, without the slightest hint of hiding.

The old man nodded with a smile and said, "You are down, but it has been cut off for many years...... However, the mountains are hard, and you have to do your own food, clothing, and shelter. ”

This old man, who was thin and a little weak, was the only person in Humble Peak's current door, named Li Ruoyu. After receiving the river, he returned to the main hall again and replaced a few pieces of broken green tiles.

The humble peak is 3,000 meters high, and there are many temples on it, but many of them have collapsed, and the ancient trees are pressed down on it, and the vines are all over, and the wild grass in the courtyard is half a person high.

The old man was repairing alone, and the progress was slow, but very serious.

Jiang Liu looked around, found a sickle, and began to tidy up the hall covered with wild grass.

"I was in retreat for a while, but I didn't expect to be like this again......"

"Master, leave it to me, you always rest and rest!"

Looking at the brick wall eroded by wind and rain, and looking at the half-collapsed hall, the old man sighed: "When I was not old enough to move, they all went to see the Ji family's god body and Hua Xiaozi fight, don't you go to take a look?"

"Ji Family Divine Body!" Jiang Liu chuckled in his heart, this frail and thin old man didn't look so weak!

At least, without taking a single step from the humble peak, he can see through Ji Haoyue's divine body.

Jiang Liu can't see what the strength is, but it is definitely beyond everyone's imagination.

This humble peak, which seems to have declined, has an ordinary old man, who is already a half-step power.