Outside the Qingfeng Taoist Mountain Gate...

The bustling crowd destroyed the slightly elegant scene under the snow.

"Xiaoyi, do you like fighting?"

Looking at the bustling crowd at the mountain gate, Hongmeng asked to Taiyi.

Hongmeng and Taiyi, one with three levels of scholars and the other with five levels of scholars, except for not practicing the exercises, they all have other mental states and cultivation.

Even though these thousand people have a huge base, none of them has reached the level of scholars. Therefore, in the second stage, Hongmeng and Taiyi are at the top of the competition.

Of course, the cultivation levels reported by Hongmeng and Taiyi are just two paths of the Sage level...

If the true cultivation level is reported, wouldn’t this embarrass the Qingfeng Taoist Sect?

The two elders are still in the late stage of Lingji, and you suddenly popped up one in the middle stage of Lingji and one in the middle stage of fasting. Wouldn’t this be a shame?

Moreover, without secrets of martial arts, you can practice the second level of the Scholar level in just ten years. It can be said that if there are no huge setbacks in this life, the Immortal level will be achieved.

But there are no secrets of martial arts, and I have practiced to the middle stage of Lingji...

Anyone who practices Taoism will come out and say that this is a joke.

If human rank is a martial art, the first rank is at the peak of the strong humans.

If an ordinary person has been isolated from the world and has reached the first level of human level for ten years, then this person can be called a genius in a million.

And the middle stage of Lingji...

That can no longer be described as none of the people.

Ten thousand years after this disaster, there have been only a few cases of such amazing geniuses...

Moreover, most of them encountered the nine-nine thunder tribulation when they were experiencing the tribulation, and their bodies died and their bodies disappeared.

However, the cultivation level of the second path of the Sage Level is still too eye-catching, and some people cannot help but come and challenge it.

Hongmeng doesn’t like trouble very much, so she has the previous question.

"If the master wants to fight, Xiaoyi will accompany you. If the master does not want to fight, Xiaoyi will block all enemies outside the door." Taiyi replied softly.

"This is enough." Hongmeng nodded slightly, but took out the fragments of fortune.

This time, the card turned into two flying swords.

If someone knows the goods, he will definitely exclaim at this moment.

There were four swords of Zhu Xian, and two appeared here at the same time.

"Xiao Yi, you and I will ride a flying sword with each other." Hong Meng said.

Taiyi stood obediently on a flying sword.

Seeing Taiyi standing firmly, Hongmeng said softly: "Go."

Two streams of light rushed straight towards the Qingfeng Taoist sect's mountain gate.

This move is to intimidate the slut, so as not to see someone who wants to take the chance in the second stage.

The three paths of the Sage Level can control the flying sword, but Hongmeng and Taiyi have been staying in that small village, where can there be extra materials to refine the flying sword?

However, there are fragments of luck, so there is no need to worry about the problem of not having a flying sword.

At the gate of Qingfeng Taoist Church, the originally noisy crowd was silent at this moment.

Two flying swords floating on the mountain gate were enough to shock these guys who were not as strong as the first-class human rank.

"What's going on? Two ranks and three paths? A disciple of Qingfeng Taoist Sect?"

"No, it's not right. There is only one disciple of Qingfeng Taoist Sect and the three-level scholar-level disciple, but there are two here."

"Is that the lord or guardian of Qingfeng Taoist Church?"

"How is it possible? Judging from the young postures of those two, how can they be the masters and guardians of Qingfeng Taoism? As far as I know, the youngest master of Qingfeng Taoism is nearly 100 years old this year."

"That's the invader? Are the two ranks of scholars going to attack Qingfeng Taoist sect?"

"How could there be such a stupid person? The three ranks of scholars dare to attack this sect guarded by the late-stage Yuanying powerhouse?"

Outside the mountain gate, the noisy sound rang again, and the discussion was all turned into the two people on the flying sword.

Slowly landing the flying sword on the ground, Hongmeng and Taiyi stood silently at the front of the mountain gate.

At this moment, the first trial of entry has not begun.

Perhaps it was a pleasing person, but the invigilator had not arrived for a long time.

Gradually, someone started to complain.

"Xiao Yi, is this invigilator's behavior testing our patience?" Hong Meng frowned and asked Xiang Taiyi.

"Master, please don't be in a hurry. According to Xiaoyi, the invigilator every year randomly selects three of the sixteen hall masters. No one knows which three of these three are, but one thing that can be confirmed is that each hall master has some of his own unique trials added to the entire assessment process. This patience should be the test given to us by the first hall master." Taiyi gave Hongmeng a comforting look and said.

"Is that true? Then I'll wait..." He sighed, and Hongmeng didn't say anything again.

Waiting alone is nothing to Hongmeng, who has already reached the threshold for practicing Taoism.

During the fasting period, he would not have any problems waiting here quietly for ten or eight years.

But this wait was when the sunset and the moon rose...

I stood outside the mountain gate in the early morning, but this night was still here...

But surprisingly, more than a thousand people did not leave.

The full moon hangs in the vast starry sky, and the stars are particularly dazzling.

"I came on the moonlight and bid farewell to the world. I don't want to be famous for all ages, I just wish the fragrance of the world."

Under the moonlight, a figure slowly appeared inside the mountain gate.

He shook the folding fan in his hand gently, wearing a white dress, and under the moonlight, he felt a slightly sacred illusion.

"Little student Chu Liuxiang, sorry for letting you wait for a long time. I don't say too much. You already know what this first trial is. Next, I will send the force test paper. At that time, you only need to press it with all your strength. If the color of the paper has not changed, please leave by yourself." After saying this, Chu Liuxiang's figure disappeared suddenly.

However, after blinking, he found that Chu Liuxiang did not move.

However, the more than a thousand people present had a small piece of paper.

A trace of shock flashed through Hongmeng's heart.

Taiyi is in the Lingji period, but his speed is not as good as Chu Liuxiang.

"The force measurement paper is already in your hands, so I'll wait for the results here. If the paper can display the color, please stay." Chu Liuxiang gently shook the folding fan.

The next moment is the sad time for hundreds of people.

How many people are unwilling to press with all their strength?

The force-testing paper that cannot display color completely eliminates the hope of practicing Taoism.

Of course, Hongmeng and Taiyi have no concerns in this regard.

If there is no spiritual vein, how could it be possible to cultivate to such a state?

Hongmeng and Taiyi, in this first stage, all they can obtain is their own spiritual vein attributes.

The force measuring paper in Taiyi's hand is pure gold, indicating that Taiyi is an extremely pure metal spiritual vein.

And Hongmeng, the force measuring paper in her hand... is purple.

There is no known spiritual vein between heaven and earth, and its color is purple...

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Chapter completed!