Stepping onto the road to the mountain means opening up the path of the mind.
Whether he is a traitor or not will be clear on this road, and there is no way to hide him.
Moreover, there are also rare objects guarded in the sect. Entering the sect can reveal the opponent's martial arts and malice, so there is no possibility of a traitor in Nantianmen. Although the offerings are small, they are all reliable. You can completely believe him as a true disciple of the sect.
As long as Li Qi has strange thoughts and ulterior motives, his true colors will be revealed in his heart. Even if he can hide his thoughts and enter the sect, he will be forced out of his true colors by the Zhenzong treasure.
By then, it will be clear what kind of martial arts he has practiced and what thoughts he has about the sect.
"Since it's worth recruiting, let's give it a try." The skinny old man said slowly: "How is the situation over there?"
"They didn't notice after killing Hou Xianji." Fan Yi said with a smile: "It seems that they did lose Hou Xianji's identity card. They didn't mean to cover up. Moreover, they acted much more cautiously and did not directly drive me away. I’m afraid I feel guilty…”
"It seems that the treasure has not been obtained by them yet." The skinny old man frowned and said solemnly: "Then we still have a chance."
"It's a pity that the whereabouts have never been known. They should be looking for it." Fan Yi said: "I hope Brother Li can deduce it. The ability of the Star Sect is still very powerful. The Flying Star Technique requires extremely high talent. Brother Li The talent for practicing martial arts is average, but the talent for Flying Star Technique is extremely high."
"It's inevitable that everyone has their own strengths." The skinny old man said: "If that's the case, it can be regarded as a lost pearl. We are very lucky. As long as he doesn't have second thoughts, we must cultivate it well."
"That's right." Fan Yi nodded.
The skinny old man said: "Go ahead and be careful. Even if you are protected by treasures, don't be careless."
"Disciple understands, I'm going." Fan Yi cupped his fists and saluted, then disappeared.
Chu Li stepped onto the steps made of ice.
Crystal clear and flawless, the rectangular blocks of ice formed a dreamlike staircase.
Logically speaking, the steps made of ice must be very slippery, but the steps here are just the opposite. They feel full of sand when you step on them. The sun shines on the ice steps without melting them at all.
When Chu Li stepped on the steps, a faint air of cold air penetrated from the soles of his feet, and he needed to use his energy to dispel it.
When he glanced at the mountain, the big round mirror couldn't see the situation above the clouds. The top of the mountain was shrouded by invisible forces. The road made of ice was also weird, with a strange aura, which was definitely not unusual.
He has been reciting the Great Sun Tathagata Immovable Sutra in his mind. The Kurong Sutra hides all the martial arts around his body and only reveals an ordinary mental method, which is the superficial martial arts mental method of Daci'en Temple.
This set of mental methods is peaceful, and there is no risk of going crazy, but it is also mediocre. It is slow to progress in practice. One step at a time, the foundation is far more solid than ordinary people.
He walked up slowly, using his internal energy to resist the cold air on the soles of his feet. The further he went up, the stronger the cold air became.
Later, with his cultivation, he could no longer block the cold air and could only hold on.
As the cold air got stronger, there was a vague blur in front of my eyes, and I was about to have an illusion. However, I was suppressed by the Great Sun Tathagata, and my mind became clear. I speeded up and walked up. When I turned around and looked back, I saw that the foot of the mountain was already as small as a stone.
Before halfway up the mountain, his speed was getting faster and faster, but after halfway up the mountain, his speed was getting slower and slower. The cold air seemed to freeze his body, and as the cold increased, the hallucinations became more and more severe.
But he was mentally strong and suppressed the erosion of hallucinations.
He moved slowly step by step, his whole body was already covered with white frost, and finally he came to a valley. Suddenly, a warm breath hit his face, and he stepped from the cold winter to spring.
A warm feeling enveloped him, and then hallucinations appeared before his eyes again.
Chu Li's mind became clear and he walked slowly inside.
There were no guards outside the valley, so he was allowed to enter the valley slowly, walking along the path surrounded by brilliant mountain flowers, and finally arrived at the foot of a majestic palace, standing in front of the ninety-nine steps.
Two young men in blue shirts stood on the steps. When they saw him appearing, they raised their voices and said, "But Li Qi?"
"Exactly." Chu Li said solemnly.
"Please come in."
Chu Li cupped his fists and saluted, walked up the steps slowly, opened the door curtain and entered the hall.
In the hall stood a skinny old man with his hands behind his hands, looking at him quietly.
The old man's eyes were like lightning, and he could see Chu Li's entire body in an instant, from the inside to the outside.
After walking through the mental journey, exhausted both physically and mentally, he was most weak. The skinny old man took advantage of the opportunity to see more clearly and saw the ardor, desire and excitement in Chu Li's heart.
The skinny old man nodded with satisfaction.
This is another warrior who longs to enter a famous sect and the top sect. He wants to find a strong backer, wants to walk around the world with confidence, and wants to practice stronger martial arts.
"I am Sima Xing, the master of the Wenxin Hall." The skinny old man said calmly: "Li Qi, do you sincerely enter the Nantianmen and become a worshipper, and will you share weal and woe with the Nantianmen from now on?"
Chu Li cupped his fists and said solemnly: "Yes."
Sima Xing said: "Becoming a sect has many restrictions, can you comply with them?"
As he spoke, he picked up a wooden board from the table next to him and threw it to Chu Li.
Chu Li took the wooden board and glanced at it. The black wood, which was about one foot square, was densely carved with characters the size of a fly's head.
Chu Li saw clearly what was written above at a glance. There were ten commandments in total. The worshipers could not violate it, otherwise they would be punished by the sect's rules. The lightest case would be to have their martial arts revoked and be imprisoned in the sect for life, and the worst case would be beheaded directly.
He flipped it over and saw that there were ten items in total about the benefits of offering sacrifices.
Including daily residence, the authority enjoyed within the sect, the level of martial arts that can be practiced, and the level of participation in sect affairs, are written clearly.
His authority is not great, he is slightly better than the ordinary sect disciples, but not much stronger.
Chu Li tossed the board gently and dropped it back on the table. He cupped his fists and said, "I will obey you without any violation."
"Very good." Sima Xing showed a smile: "Now there is only one last option, which is to see what you are capable of."
Chu Li said: "Please!"
"Do you know about this?" Sima Xing took out a plain piece of paper from his arms and flicked it.
The plain paper seemed to have fallen into the water and floated, drifting down the current and onto Chu Li's hand.
Chu Li glanced at it, frowned, thought for a while, and finally shook his head.
What was painted on it was a long sword. It was antique. Even if it was just a painting, it already showed an ancient atmosphere, and there was a vague aura of loftiness. He exclaimed: "It looks like a precious sword."
"It is a precious sword." Sima Xing nodded and said, "However, this sword has been lost. If you can deduce its location, then it will be regarded as passing the enshrinement test and truly become the enshrinement of Nantianmen."
Chu Li said: "What if we can't deduce it?"
Sima Xing shook his head and sighed: "Then I can only send you back."
Chu Li said: "Then I'll give it a try, but I need specific information about what kind of sword this sword is and who it has anything to do with."
"Papa!" Sima Xing clapped his hands, and a beautiful and graceful woman appeared at the side door, it was Jing Xiaojie.
She smiled sweetly and said: "Brother Li, we meet again!"
Chu Li smiled, cupped his fists and said, "Miss Jing!"
Sima Xing said: "Xiaojie, tell him."
"Yes, Palace Master." Jing Xiaojie responded crisply: "Brother Li, come with me!"
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