In the clouds, a black shoe suddenly stepped on, the surrounding clouds and mist surged slightly, and a figure slowly emerged. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Liang looked around blankly, and as far as the eye could see, he was five or six hundred zhang away from the ground. Now, as long as he made the slightest movement, a trace of mist would entangle him, and in just a few breaths, a lot of dew had condensed from the ends of his hair.

Wu Liang touched his slightly damp sleeve, took a slight breath, and took another step forward without hesitation.

"Huh?" As soon as his foot fell, Wu Liangxin let out a soft sigh - his foot seemed to have fallen on the ground. You know, under normal circumstances, the road up the mountain is diagonally upward.

"Could it be that you have reached the peak? No, this refining peak is by no means only six hundred zhang high. Wu Liang's brows furrowed slightly, but his other foot had been lifted and fell.

With a "whew", Wu Liang's body broke free from the clouds, and his feet stepped on the ground.

"It's really the peak!" Wu Liang looked down at his feet, and before he could look up at the surrounding scene, he had already made up his mind to a conclusion.

Before Wu Liang could think about why the refining peak, which looked like a thousand zhang high, was only six hundred zhang high, and when he raised his head, he was already speechless from the shock of what he saw.

At the top of Lianfeng Peak, hundreds of acres of wide land were extremely flat, as if they had been flattened by someone. There are no half-pillars of trees on it, only a patchwork of black stone houses, which makes people feel magnificent and at the same time give birth to bursts of depression.

In the heart of the area, surrounded by many stone houses, a stone fort was built. Compared to the elaborate black stone forts, the simple stone houses are like slums.

Just as outsiders can't imagine that Lianfeng is just a low peak, who would have thought that the peak of Lianfeng, which looks like a fairyland from a distance, is actually such a scene?

Looking at the refining hall in front of him, Wu Liang took a slight breath, and somehow felt a bad feeling in his heart.

He vaguely felt that the immortal ascension ceremony was definitely not that simple, at least, it would never be as simple as the enlightenment ceremony. And he shouldn't come to this kind of place to participate in any immortal ascension ceremony.

Now, even if he wanted to leave, it was not so easy - not far away, a refining hall disciple had already discovered Wu Liang's arrival and slowly walked towards him.

When the refining hall disciple approached, Wu Liang found that this person's sleeves were extremely long, and his two arms were all shrunk in the sleeves, as if he didn't want people to see his arms.

After the refining hall disciple approached, he just glanced at Wu Liang lightly and said, "Come with me." Then he turned and walked straight in the direction he had come.

Although Wu Liang said that his heart was a little numb, but the matter had come to this point, he had no choice but to follow up and see what kind of reputation this immortal ascension ceremony was about.

After walking a short distance forward, and bypassing a few stone houses, Wu Liang only had the stone castle in the center in front of him.

Walking here, Wu Liang found that there was still a large open area between the stone fort and the stone house. At this time, in this open area, many outer disciples like Wu Liang gathered.

There are probably nearly a hundred of these outer disciples. Some of them were pale, obviously frightened by what they saw, some looked expectant, as if they knew something about the immortal ascension ceremony, and some were expressionless like Wu Liang, and they didn't know what was going on in their hearts.

There are also some people who have good memories who have discovered that almost all of the nearly 100 outer disciples who have come here are people who failed to enlighten half a month ago.

Wu Liang's arrival did not attract much attention, and Wu Liang couldn't be more happy about this. He found a corner where there were few people and stood still, keeping a short distance from the others.

Next, every once in a while, a refining hall disciple would gather here with a new outer disciple. But as the time approached noon, gradually, there were no more outer disciples here.

As the sun rises, the hottest time of the day arrives. At this moment, a gong suddenly sounded from the top of the silent Refining Peak—it was coming from the stone castle in front of Wu Liang and them.

Wu Liang and the others looked up at the stone wall around the stone castle, and saw a group of figures appear at the head of the castle at some point, all looking down at everyone with a very high attitude.

Subconsciously, Wu conscience felt a kind of disgust for that group of people. But then, his eyes narrowed, and the expression on his face became serious.

But it was Wu Liang who had the heart to see the appearance of the only outer disciple in the castle - that person was Chen Chengqing!

Chen Chengqing was squinting, looking for the person who was unlikely to appear here among the faces below. Suddenly, he felt an unkind gaze, and he turned his eyes to the source of the gaze.

When he saw the owner of that gaze, his face suddenly became extremely exciting.

"It's him! It's really him--Wu Liang!" Chen Chengqing's eyes turned red, and the humiliation he had endured in the past two years came to his heart one by one.

From the ridicule of the lowly children of the clan to himself, to the whispers of the people in the clan when they turned their backs on him, to the strange eyes of the little sister next door when she looked at her...... All kinds of scenes appeared in front of Chen Chengqing's eyes, making his eyes more and more red.

In the past two years, he has sworn many times that one day, he will repay the shame he has borne a hundred times to Wu Liang's miscellaneous body.

Now, the man who made him gnash his teeth at the mention of his name was right in front of him. In an instant, he had forgotten his purpose now, and his mind was full of thoughts of revenge.

But just as Chen Chengqing was about to rush down to the castle and fight Wu Liang to the death, a faint voice instantly pulled him back.

"Cheng Qing, what's wrong?"

As soon as Wang Tengfei's voice came into Chen Chengqing's ears, it was like a spell, which made the latter feel excited, and suddenly remembered his current identity, remembered that he was under the fence, and also remembered the purpose of Wang Tengfei's coming here - he was also for a person, and that person was also called ...... Wu Liang!

"Young Master Wang, please look there, I wonder if that person is the person that Gongzi is looking for?" Chen Chengqing raised his arm and pointed at Wu Liang, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Wu Liang frowned slightly, according to his understanding of Chen Chengqing, the latter rushed down directly and fought with him. But now...... Now he just pointed at himself from afar.

Wu Liang raised his head and looked at the white-haired young man beside Chen Chengqing. In his opinion, Chen Chengqing's finger was eighty percent to point out the direction for the white-haired young man. I just don't know what its purpose is.

At this time, Wang Tengfei, who listened to Chen Chengqing's explanation, also looked at Wu Liang. The two looked at each other. After a while, Wang Tengfei smiled slightly and nodded at Wu Liang as if he was courteous.

This made Wu Liang even more inexplicable, he didn't know Wang Tengfei. But out of courtesy, he also smiled and bowed slightly.

At the same time, Wu conscience put Wang Tengfei on the hostile side. After all, whether it is Chen Chengqing's performance or Wang Tengfei's behavior, it seems very extraordinary. This made him a little more vigilant about this immortal ascension ceremony.

At this moment, at the head of the castle, a middle-aged man walked to a most conspicuous position. The middle-aged man was wearing a dark robe embroidered with dark red patterns, and under the sun, the dark red patterns were faintly visible, adding a bit of mystery to this person. This big man is the master of the refining hall, refining the child.

Lian Tong's face was expressionless, and he didn't look at the crowd below, and said directly and majestically: "Immortal ascension ceremony, start now!"

As soon as Lian Tong's words came out, the crowd waiting for him to explain was suddenly in an uproar.

"What! is this the beginning?"

"What's going on, what are we going to do here?"

Even Wu Liang felt that refining children was too direct.

However, before Wu Liang and the others could discuss with each other, two more figures appeared beside Lian Tong, one on the left and one on the right. The two of them are dressed similarly to Lian Tong, and they are also more important figures in the refining hall.

The two people who appeared later did not speak, but jumped directly from the stone wall several feet high and landed firmly in front of Wu Liang and them.

This hand alone made those outer disciples who came here quiet. And, looking at the appearance of those two, these are just a piece of cake for them.

"Which of you comes first?" said the man on the left in a strange voice after the two of them landed.

The man on the left was an ugly old man, and his dying appearance, coupled with his strange tone, made many people feel furious. There were even a few female disciples who retreated in their hearts.

After about a dozen breaths, finally, a sturdy young man stepped forward and roared boldly, "I'm coming!"

"Hey, hey. The ugly old man laughed strangely, his eyes lit up, and he stared at the stout young man as if he had encountered delicious food. This scene frightened many people even more.

"Alright, let's get started. The person on the right was an old woman, and I don't know what she thought, so she urged impatiently.

It is said that the voice of this old woman is even stranger than that of the ugly old man, but at this time, it is tantamount to the sound of heaven in everyone's ears.

Hearing the old woman's urging, the ugly old man pursed his lips disapprerovingly, but his right hand still touched his waist - there, there was a storage bag.

"Could it be that he is a monk?" many people in the audience had already noticed the storage bag on the waist of the ugly old man, and guessed.

The next moment, the ugly old man's right hand wiped the storage bag, and a scroll-shaped thing appeared in the old man's hand.

"Sure enough!" The hearts of those who had already guessed before were shocked, and all their hesitations were swept away, turning into strong expectations for the immortal ascension ceremony.

This thought arose in everyone's hearts: "It would be great if I could also become a monk through this immortal ascension ceremony!"

There are even people who secretly regret why the first person to stand up is not himself.

At this time, in addition to the people who have long understood the immortal ascension ceremony, if there is anyone who is indifferent, then this person must be Wu Liang.

Wu Liang clearly saw that before the ugly old man opened the storage bag, a faint line appeared strangely on the palm of his right hand, and disappeared with the opening of the storage bag.

And the moment that line appeared, Wu Liang found that the spiritual power of the heaven and earth around him suddenly condensed towards the ugly old man's right hand.

It was with the help of those gathered heaven and earth spiritual power that the ugly old man opened the storage bag on his waist.

In other words, this old man is not using his own strength. Wu Liang's eyes flashed, and he suddenly understood the root of this so-called immortal ascension ceremony.

"Ascension Ceremony...... Hehe, it's not the same as the Enlightenment Ritual!"