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Six days passed in a flash, and the Immortal Ascension Conference was just around the corner.
In six days, too many things happened in Lingxi Town. The adventures of a certain mountain boy in the inn spread throughout the town. Looking for fairy fate in the town, and after six days, how many chances have been unearthed, it is like knowing how warm and cold drinking water is.
As for the instigator, he stayed in the Rujia Inn for six days with peace of mind and stayed behind closed doors.
Cracking the mission chain at the gate of the town was purely out of interest, and Wang Lu didn't put his hope on fate from the beginning.
With a majestic spiritual root, why do you need a chance to cultivate immortals
Of course, looking at it from another angle, after exchanging all his possessions for a box of wine and meat, Wang Lu, who only had a penny of change, had no choice, unless he was willing to wash the dishes for the proprietress.
In the morning, Wang Lu was woken up by the noise outside the house.
"The Immortal Ascension Conference has begun!"
"The Golden Bridge of the Mountain Gate is about to fall!"
I don't know how many people were shouting loudly, and while shouting, the voice gradually surged out of the town.
Wang Lu opened his eyes, the sunlight outside the window was already slightly dazzling, he sighed, he slapped the book boy awake, ready to change clothes and wash, and embark on the journey.
When checking out at the counter, the proprietress couldn't stop laughing for some reason, even when Wang Lu returned the food box to her, the proprietress waved her hand very generously: "What's worth it, I'll give it to you."
Wang Lu really wanted to ask, since he is so generous, can the three thousand five hundred taels of silver be returned to me
Of course not. Holding the tattered copper plate in his hand, Wang Lu left the inn with a bright smile and a huge and heavy food box, and followed the crowd to the open mountain gate outside the town.
Outside Lingxi Town, the majestic high mountain is covered with a layer of light gold by the sun. A golden bridge slowly descends from the sky amidst the perennial clouds and mists. One end points to the ground, and the other end connects to the misty Lingjian Mountain. It was cut off at the middle, and it also cut off the eyes of the mortal world looking up at the fairy dust.
The small open space was crowded with tens of thousands of people at this time, and the latecomers had no place to stand. Wang Lu got up too late, so he was blocked on the way out of the town and couldn't get out. He could only stand on his feet and look out.
Fortunately, the young man had excellent eyesight, and he could see the golden bridge approaching the ground from a distance. Two young monks beside him were dressed in black and white robes.
Seen from a distance, the monks of the Xian family are not superhuman. The two young people are like mortals. There are no colorful clouds or spirits and fairy music around them, but the aura of the Xian family is far superior to that of ordinary people. Between emperors. The space crowded with thousands of people became silent with the slight muffled sound of the golden bridge falling to the ground. The gazes of countless people focused on one place, no matter whether they were the sons of the emperor or the descendants of the immortal cultivating family, they were all speechless at this moment.
In the silence, the Spirit Sword cultivator smiled and spoke, his voice was like the wind, reaching the ears of everyone present.
"First of all, on behalf of the sect, my junior brother and I welcome everyone to the Spirit Sword Sect's Immortal Ascension Conference."
Then the two clapped their hands very calmly, but it was a pity that the aura of the monks of the Xian family was too strong, and no one echoed under the shock, so they immediately turned cold.
The senior brother was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, and said: "Not much gossip, I believe everyone has already inquired enough about some things about our school before coming here and in the town, so I won't repeat them. More things , When you reach the right height, you will naturally know, here, I would like to wish you all can find your own opportunities on this road to immortality."
At this time, someone finally asked: "Ascension to Immortals Conference, as long as you continue to climb up this bridge to the top?"
The brother replied: "I can only say that I hope you will do your best on the road. As for the peak, you don't have to expect extravagance."
"Then what position does one have to climb to be considered qualified? There must be an explanation, right?"
The brother replied: "Everyone will know when the time comes."
"When? Is this too irresponsible?"
The senior brother smiled and said nothing, but the junior brother had a cold face: "If you don't want to come, you can get out, who is begging you?"
The questioner blushed immediately, but did not dare to argue any more.
So the brother said loudly again: "Next, please enter the mountain along the golden bridge. Generally speaking, this road to immortality is not dangerous, but if there is an accident, or if you are trapped in a certain place and cannot persist, you can ask for help at any time. Our colleagues arrived in time."
The younger brother added: "However, if there is someone who wants to die deliberately, we will definitely make it happen."
The brother said: "I'm sorry, my brother is in a bad mood these days..."
"I'm in a good mood."
"You shut up first."
"You just shut up. If you draw a lottery, you can get the next lottery directly. If you make me come to do such chores, you are so embarrassed..."
Seeing that the senior brother had already been watched by tens of thousands of people, the senior brother quickly changed the subject: "I announce that the Immortal Ascension Conference has officially begun!"
After finishing speaking, the two brothers and sisters hurried into the air and let the entrance of the Golden Bridge pass.
The next moment, there was a surge of people, and young masters from all over the world crowded onto the bridge with their servants. Although the golden bridge was tens of meters wide, it couldn't accommodate so many people for a while, and there was a burst of crying and roaring. , Many of the people who got on the bridge screamed and fell down as soon as they took a step or two, and the scene was a mess.
The brothers from Lingjian Mountain were also taken aback, and the two quickly flew down again, working together to separate the crowd, but at this time there were already hundreds of wounded rolling on the ground and howling.
The brothers looked at each other, their faces were a bit ugly, especially the brother was even more embarrassed: "I'm sorry I forgot to say that after the meeting starts, except for qualified candidates, no one else can go on the bridge, so everyone in the entourage, please go back .”
That's the case, no wonder those servants scrambled like dumplings. What's interesting is that apart from those servants, there are not a few young masters who fell off the bridge.
At this time, the younger brother said in a cold voice: "I repeat again, those under the age of twelve who have not practiced on the bridge, and those who are just pretending to be tricks and pretending to be fishy, get out of here."
Those young masters who fell under the bridge were immediately embarrassed. Many of them were already thirteen or fourteen years old, but they faked their ages in an attempt to get away. Smelly face, who dares to speak loudly? Even if these two people did not explain in advance and caused chaos on the scene, no one dared to blame them.
Of course, there were more than ten thousand people present, and there were always some extraordinary people. I only heard one person beside the bridge shouting angrily: "I'm obviously only eleven years old this year, why can't I climb the bridge?"
The younger brother immediately lowered his face: "How do you know that you are eleven years old? You can remember days just after you were born?"
The man suddenly lost his temper: "Of course my family told me this."
"That's because your mother misremembered."
The boy was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
The senior brother turned his gaze: "Your Excellency?"
"I am Liu Hanlong from the Liu family in Youzhou. On my eleventh birthday just passed last month, my mother Feiyunzong invited seventeen families from the Lianyunshan family in Youzhou to celebrate my birthday. Even the people in Yunshan are happy to celebrate my birthday." Everyone knows!"
The brothers looked at each other in dismay: "Feiyunzong?"
"Lianyun Mountain?"
After being stunned for a moment, the senior brother took out a map suspiciously from his cuff, unfolded it immediately, and searched for it with the junior brother.
After searching for a long time, the younger brother's face became even colder: "What's so frustrating about a small sect that can't find its location on the map? Seventeen families, big and small, are celebrating your eleventh birthday for a character whose birth and death are unknown? Where did you come from? The portal dares to be called a family!?"
Seeing that the younger brother was getting more and more outrageous, the older brother quickly interrupted: "That's right, the Golden Bridge of Shengxian was built by our master himself. If you have any questions about the efficacy of the golden bridge, you can contact the master to ask it face to face."
The younger brother sneered: "I think the old man will definitely have a long talk with you with Yan Yuese."
Have a long talk with you? It's to send you to sleep forever! Being thrown at him with the signboard of the Master of the Spirit Sword, the young master of the Liu family was immediately disgraced, and disappeared into the crowd with his servants.
At this point, there were no voices of doubt in the space of ten thousand people. Seeing that the order had just formed, the two brothers and sisters nodded and left in the air, ignoring the trivial matters at the entrance of the Golden Bridge. And the rest of the people moved forward quietly and slowly.
Of course, there were unavoidable discussions while walking around. A certain book boy with a heavy luggage was in a bad mood and sighed: "The fairy family is really different. The two door boys are so arrogant."
The young master next to him chuckled: "Door boy? I really blinded you. Let those two people hear this. I can burn incense for you on this day next year... Didn't you hear what they said? It was the lottery that got the lottery." Just after being assigned to be a doorman, just now the two Yujian Feixian separated the crowd of thousands of people lightly, how mighty your doorman is?"
The book boy was stunned, and muttered: "It's true that you can show off your power, but I always feel that the spirit sword party is not friendly to us mortals."
"When you were young, when you poured boiling water into the ant nest, you didn't see how friendly you were to them. Immortals have different paths, and mortals are ants. If they are in such a bad mood, they don't kill them. It's considered kindhearted. Do you know that? Just now we actually sold it before the gate of hell?"
Xiao Shutong's face turned pale: "Really?"
"Of course it's fake, you believe it? You're not an evil faction or a demon clan, how could you kill innocent people indiscriminately?"
"..."
"However, the Spirit Sword Sect is really interesting. It's quite different from the conventional and rigid sects. Although it is an ancient sect, it has an indescribable aura. It has its own characteristics. I like it!"
The book boy sighed and silently followed the young master's footsteps. The Golden Bridge of the Spirit Sword Sect is only limited by age, and he is the same age as the young master. He has just passed his twelfth birthday and is just on the qualifying line. This trip will inevitably have to help the young master carry his luggage to the end.
At this time, he had never thought that stepping on the Golden Bridge meant stepping on the road of ascension to immortality. This road only recognizes the fate of immortality, but it does not distinguish between young masters and book boys.
The road to immortality begins with one step.
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