"Boom-"

Almost at the same time that everyone stepped on the Golden Scale Ladder, on the Golden Scale Mountain, a huge curtain suddenly pulled up, like a mirage, in front of everyone.

What appeared on the giant screen was the realistic image of the fifteen contestants who participated in the Golden Scale Test.

The figure, clothes, appearance, and expression are all clear.

The people under the Golden Scale Mountain can clearly understand everything that happened on the ladder through this giant screen.

It's simply a live broadcast of the Xianxia version.

Xianting's selection of talents has always been based on the focus and chance, and Xianting is also above board, never favoritism, and dares to announce the whole process of the golden scale test in front of the world, without half selfishness and no fear.

On the giant screen, the seven sons of the seven great families took the lead, like seven arrows off the string, shooting out.

Qi Mo, the son of the Qi family, the head of the seven families, has the best body and strength among the people, and he is at the forefront of everyone, and he has opened a distance of more than ten steps from others.

Shen Ju'an, the unicorn son of the Shen family, also moved forward, without reservation, and went all out. His Shen family is taking the road of killing without regrets, he Shen Ju is in the Golden Scale Sky Ladder, and he will never turn back if he does not hit the south wall.

The five sons of the rest of the families lagged behind these two, almost equal to each other, walking side by side, competing with each other for the first place.

On the field, unlike the "seven arrows off the string" of the seven great families, it was the rest of the people.

Whether it is the round monk, or Wu Sizi, Yuan Xueyi, Su Qingwan, or the Shihuan Gongzi of the Hehuan faction, the golden scales of Yanyu Lake, or even the new science exploration Hua Huang Mao, they have no intention of competing with their group of family members, and they are all moving forward slowly at their own pace.

It seems that this is not a competition to ascend to immortals, but just a spring outing.

The trees on both sides of the ladder are lush and green, and the forest birds are screaming, but it really has a bit of spring outing.

After Lin Xiuran said, "Woohoo, it's dangerous", he also shook the folding fan in his hand, fanned the cool breeze, and stepped on the first step of the Golden Scale Mountain Ladder, following behind this group of people from a distance, walking unhurriedly.

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Off-the-field, as the head of the four major sects, the Great Compassion Temple, this time came to watch the golden scale test, but there were only one old and one young, and two bitter monks.

Like the round monks, they all wore tattered monk's robes, which looked sloppy and embarrassing.

Especially the one worn by the old monk can no longer be described as adorned with countless patches, but it should be said that these countless patches constitute his old monk's robe.

The old monk wears this "hundred clothes" monk's robe, sits cross-legged, closes his mouth, closes his eyes, closes his heart, holds his palms together, such as a lotus flower blooming, at the foot of this noisy golden scale mountain, meditates and participates in meditation.

The little monk next to the old monk was dressed better, and there were only four or five complements on the monk's robe. He looks very likable, only seven or eight years old, with red lips and white teeth, smart eyebrows and eyes, and a bit of aura.

The little monk wore a long string of black prayer beads around his neck, reaching up to his knees, because it was too long, and it kept swaying, which made him very uncomfortable.

After all, the little monk is young, and he is still a child.

He saw that his master was sitting at the foot of the mountain, and he didn't like to deal with people, so he became playful for a while, and deliberately wanted to tease his master.

He grabbed the long string of prayer beads around his neck, tiptoed behind the old monk, and wanted to use the rosary beads to wrap his master's neck, and strangle him, so that he would not know how to recite scriptures and participate in meditation all day long.

At least, taking advantage of the fact that there are many people now, Master should go to them to transform their fate.

He hadn't had enough to eat in days.

The little monk quietly put the rosary on the old monk's head, a triumphant smile appeared on his face, and he was about to pull hard to catch the old monk off guard, but the old monk suddenly spoke, and said: "Yuanming, don't make trouble, the master is participating in meditation!

The little monk of Yuanming was mischievous by his master's explanation, and he suddenly became happy, and the smile on his face suddenly turned into a depressed color.

He took back his Buddhist beads and said, "Master, can we participate in less Zen and more karma." If you can't save face, then I'll go, and those people will give me alms when they see me so thin and pitiful, and I'll give you more of them, for I'm dying of hunger. ”

The little monk of Yuanming was originally just an orphan in Yunzhou City, a little beggar, who knelt down and begged for food all day long, and was only accepted as an apprentice by the old monk Huijing who traveled all over the world a few months ago.

He originally thought that he would have a home, and his life would be better, at least better than begging, but he didn't expect that after following the old monk, he couldn't eat enough, and he didn't have a roof to live in.

In the past, you could mix meat for a meal, but now it's hard to see a vegetable, not to mention meat.

"Yuanming, you are so small, don't be distracted, you are hungry, drink a few more sips of cold water, you will naturally be full, you have to learn more from your round brother, when he is as old as you, he can already be like a teacher, close his eyes and go to meditation, and sit motionless all day. ”

The little monk frustratedly scratched the nine ring scars on the top of his head, looked up at the giant curtain in the sky, and saw the round senior brother walking slowly on the golden scale ladder, and said: "Master, the round senior brother is not very powerful, you see, the seven people in front of them are called amazing, running so fast, like flying, the round senior brother was left behind by them for a long mile!"

"Yuanming, look at things, you can't just look at the surface, you can't be too superficial, the lead at the beginning is never as good as the final victory, understand?" The old monk Huijing opened his eyes and looked at the little apprentice in front of him who was standing as tall as he was sitting, with a kind face on his face.

"Master, you always like to talk about big truths that others don't understand. The little monk shook his head.

When he was a beggar in Yunzhou City, he met those good people who gave porridge and silver, as long as he ran fast, he could grab it, and if he ran slowly, he would be robbed by others, and he had nothing.

"The seven of them, although they are rushing ahead at the moment, they have already messed up their minds, Shen Ju'an of the Shen family is okay, their family is taking an indomitable path, and it is understandable to do so, but the other six people, after all, are a little blind, climbing the golden scale ladder, they have always to be steady and steady, not impatient. ”

The ten-yearly Golden Scale Test and the thirty-year-old Family Contest are together, and there is good news for the children of the family who participate in the Golden Scale Test.

That is the first child of the family to reach the halfway up the mountain, and he can get a bottle of immortal medicine from the fairy court.

This is a good thing that comes only once in 30 years.

Therefore, the children of these seven families will rush to climb up at the beginning of the Golden Scale Test, that is, they will strive to be the first to climb the halfway up the mountain, grab the bottle of immortal medicine, and strengthen their own family.

And the old monk Huijing, the reason why they say that they are short-sighted is because they messed up their rhythm just for a bottle of Xianting Pill, cut off their hard-won fairy fate, and simply picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons.

Monk Yuanming nodded thoughtfully.

He suddenly remembered that when he was begging for food in Yunzhou City, there was a little boy as old as him, who couldn't run fast and didn't have much strength.

Later, a merciful and good man saw that the little boy was always being squeezed down, and he took pity on him, and for a moment he was kind, and he actually led him back to the house, and became a decent subordinate in his house.

And the little monk of Yuanming, who is always crowded in front of everything, is still just a beggar in Yunzhou City.

"Master, I seem to be ...... Kind of understood. ”

"It's good to understand. ”

The old monk Huijing glanced at the little monk Yuanming lovingly, and said, "Perhaps, in another ten years, you will stand on that golden-scaled ladder, like now, for everyone to look up to." ”

The little monk of Yuanming listened to the words of the old monk Huijing, only seven or eight years old, he also had a trace of confusion and longing for life, his eyes looked at the round senior brother on the giant screen motionlessly, and even forgot about the fact that his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

"Ten years from now, what will I be like in ten years?"

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