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Birds flew across the big lake, and the dragon and snake lake at dusk was covered with red and yellow in the vast expanse of blue waves.
On Zhengming Island, the exam has already begun in the dark.
Qi refiners don't need to eat and sleep on time like ordinary people do. Not sleeping all night is nothing. The lunch at noon is more of a benefit given by the Baijiajing Institute. You can taste delicious delicacies comparable to elixir for free.
Everyone once again boarded the big ship and sailed to a small island in the east. Although the small island was not comparable to Zhengming Island, it was much larger than the other islands.
Amidst the steaming night mist, a solemn Taoist temple stands high on the island, not quiet and quiet, but showing the courage of arrogance.
It is rumored that most of the ancient monks were Taoists, and they were the source of all magic arts. Nowadays, most of the cultivation methods of the hundreds of schools are differentiated by Taoism.
Today, although Taoism is no longer the only cradle for practitioners, there is still a saying, "A hundred schools of thought is the first", and its momentum is evident.
The exams of the Hundreds of Schools are conducted sequentially, so every time all the gas refiners act together, they can take the opportunity to understand the location of the islands.
No matter where they belong to in the future, these islands, they must patronize. The spirit of a hundred schools of thought, pay attention to the harmony of all schools, and all of them, every disciple of the sect can go to other homes to learn skills.
Of course, thinking of learning the most core part, you have to spend some thoughts and spiritual stones, but it is not absolutely impossible, and it will not be like those sects, shouting and killing or abandoning the cultivation base.
This is also the place that Li Qingshan admires most. It was not without reason that the Daxia Dynasty was able to suppress the world's cultivation sects by relying on a hundred schools of classics.
The gas refiners disembarked, followed a path, through a forest, and came to the front of the mountain.
A teaching method (the fastest update from Shushuwu www.shushu5.com): "If you report to Taoism, follow me up the mountain. If you don’t have one, wait at the bottom of the mountain and don’t go far."
Li Qingshan discovered that most of the nearly a thousand gas refiners followed up the mountain.
Taoism is not only second to none, but also has no requirements for the yin and yang and five elements talent. Taoists are known as the Three Thousand Avenues, endless trails, no matter who you are, you can find a path that suits you.
Therefore, in those five places, almost everyone will fill in the word "Tao" and take it as the first goal. Li Qingshan is the same. His goal is only between Taoism and military, but Taoism is more suitable. Some.
Follow the crowd up the mountain, just come to the half-hill slope, the surrounding clouds are rising.
Li Qingshan found that everyone had disappeared, and he was the only one left on the mountain road, knowing that he was trapped in the formation.
"The exam has begun." A voice said loudly.
Li Qingshan lifted his spirits and stepped forward. Just stepping out, his body suddenly weighed several times, and his true energy was completely suppressed by the invisible formation. It was impossible to open the treasure bag, let alone cast spells. .
At this moment, all the mountaineering gas refiners turned into ordinary people, and this Taoist guarding mountain array began to show its amazing power.
Li Qingshan didn’t take it seriously, and stepped out one more step. The originally wide stone steps suddenly became a very narrow path, with cliffs on both sides of which are ten thousand feet away. If you fall to death, you will lose your qualifications to enter Taoism.
At this time, the wind was surging, and there was no direction.
"what!"
With a scream, a gas refiner fell from the mountain road, spinning and falling down the cliff. Even if he knew that there would be nothing wrong, he couldn’t help being heartbroken. He was about to fall to the bottom of the cliff. The surrounding scenery suddenly distorted and changed. , But returned to the foot of the mountain, a group of gas refiners waiting at the foot of the mountain looked at him with contempt.
He shouted: "I am not convinced. I was blown down by the wind. With my three-level qi-refining cultivation base, how could I be able to rival the Daoist guarding mountain formation."
"The more chaotic the mind, the stronger the wind, and the narrower the road. Even knowing that it is illusory, I can't control my fear, and I repaired my ass, and hurry up." A voice came out loudly. It was the voice of the sloppy Taoist.
Hua Chenglu curled her lips and said: "Obviously she is useless. My brother said that if you can calm your mind, even ordinary people can take this path to the end. Alas, I don't know if there is anything wrong with Zijian."
The gas refiner finally showed a dejected look. He came from a small family. With his cultivation, he was already a genius in the family. He was cared for as a treasure. He had never experienced any sinisterness, and his legs were frightened. Just stumbled and fell.
But this principle does not seem to be fulfilled in Li Qingshan's body.
His eyes are calm and his steps are steady. After experiencing so many life and death struggles, this kind of road does not give him any fear, but the road is still getting thinner and thinner, and the wind is getting bigger and bigger. , More and more chaotic.
He remained unmoved, his body swayed with every change in the wind, and his footsteps were always not fast or slow. He admired the rare wonders on both sides, leisurely like a mountain-climbing tourist.
Later, he seemed to be walking on a narrow wall as high as ten thousand feet, but he still had some margin.
The sloppy Taoist closed this scene in front of his eyes and snorted coldly, "Boy, see how long you can last."
As soon as his thoughts turned, heavy rain fell on Li Qingshan's head, and the road became slippery and slippery. A thunder rang suddenly, as if it was close to the top of his head. Ordinary people just stood on the flat ground and had to fall in fright.
The sloppy Taoist smiled, turned his gaze away, and fell on the other person.
Yu Zijian sweated from the tip of his nose, remembering Hua Chenglu's reminder in his heart, his eyes were fixed on the road ahead, not daring to look either way.
Suddenly a gust of wind hit her, and her figure swayed. Because of the sword to hold, her figure was not balanced, and she was about to fall off the cliff.
The sloppy Taoist hooked her finger, and a soft wind swept from the other side, and she stabilized her figure with a gentle support.
"Master, it's not so good!" A young Taoist priest with thin eyebrows and eyes kept watching. Seeing that the sloppy Taoist is so generous and indifferent, he couldn't help but export.
He wears a Tsing Yi, a Taoist crown on his head, silk on his waist, and a waist badge with a "one" engraved on it. It is a symbol of the chief disciple. His cultivation is also the tenth level of Qi refining.
The old sloppy Taoist blushed, facing his beloved disciple, he was not as arrogant as he was facing the heads of the various families, but he had an explanation: "Juechen, little girl, it is normal to be afraid of heights. No one is born. Fearless. You can sharpen your xinxing slowly. For men, you have to be a little harder. The sword's edge is sharpened out of..."
"Master, this sword is still there!" Jue Chenzi pointed his hand.
The sloppy Taoist glanced at him in a blink of an eye. Whether it was wind, frost or waterfall, Li Qingshan's gaze could not be shaken at all. Instead, his footsteps picked up quickly and galloped in the wind and rain.
He may not be smart enough, perhaps not so talented, but he has ambition and courage that ordinary people can hardly match.
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