Dang, clang, clang, three consecutive clear and loud bells resounded in every corner of the mountain. Tangning looked up in shock and saw a tall, thin man in black clothes standing on the stone altar with his hands hanging down. The bells surrounded the entire mountain, and the lingering sound Continuously.

Everyone looked at the stone altar. You didn't need to look closely at Tang Ning to know who that person was. With all the abilities on the entire mountain, there was only one person who was most likely to be able to complete the 300 stone steps, Qi Mingyu.

It was he who rang the golden bell on the stone altar. Only those who have walked the three hundred stone steps are qualified to ring the bell. This is an honor.

It has been more than 4,800 years since the Qianyi Sect was founded, and there are only a few dozen people who can ring the bell. Without exception, these people have been recorded in the Qianyi Chronicles, and today the Qianyi Chronicles will be released again. Add one more person.

Qianyi Zhuanji is a book dedicated to recording the biographies of the disciples of Qianyi Sect. The people recorded may not have high levels of cultivation, but they must have their own merits. Biographies are divided into Ji, Zhuan, Zhi, and Biao. The four parts record the lives of these disciples and their sensational or bizarre deeds.

Soon, several immortal masters came with various flying magic weapons and landed at the bottom of the stone steps. These three hundred stone steps were specially designed by the sect for the cultivation of disciples who have not yet transformed from the mortal world. Later, when the disciples who enter the practice step on the stone steps, the stone altar will trigger a forbidden attack.

"Senior Brother Xu, you always like to inquire about those strange secrets. Do you know how many years it has been since our sect has rang this golden bell?" An immortal master touched his chin and looked at the stone altar and asked thoughtfully. road

"Two hundred and thirty-six years." Another person chuckled and said: "It is an uncle named Xu Guanglie, who has cultivated to the stage of Foundation Establishment. Fifty years ago, he was regarded as the most likely person to step into the Great Perfection. One of the disciples who entered the golden elixir realm, but unfortunately he still failed to pass that hurdle. He failed when he tried to attack the golden elixir realm, and died a few years later."

"Our sect has admitted many disciples with excellent qualifications over the years! Many people thought that Zhuang Xingqian with dual spiritual roots a year ago was a sign of the sect's great prosperity. I heard that several batches of disciples have been admitted in the past thirty years. The qualifications are generally high, much better than before!”

"Our Qianyi Sect is not the only one to receive good ideas. I heard from an uncle that during the last Immortal Sect's big move, Shuiyun Sect received a genius who was born with magical powers."

Tangning stood on the stone steps and listened to their conversation. She glanced at the golden clock on the stone altar and walked up step by step.

At this time, the tall and thin man Qi Yuming also walked down to greet the immortal masters. The immortal masters also greeted him with smiles and exchanged greetings.

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The sound of the waterfall at a peak of several dozen feet was as loud as a roaring army and a galloping horse. A few young men stood motionless under the pool, letting the water of the waterfall wash over their bodies.

Suddenly, a young man's legs went weak and his body trembled. He was immediately swept away by the rapids and floated downwards, while the others turned a blind eye and remained motionless. It was a common sight to think about this.

Tangning stood under the waterfall, closing his eyes tightly and clenching his teeth. The water from the waterfall splashed against him, chilling him to the bone.

Counting from the time he entered Qian Yizong, it has been six years since he came here. Seven of the ten people who came with him have already transformed into mortals. Of course, not all of them have succeeded. In fact, only three of the seven have succeeded in transforming into mortals, including Mu Pingbo came with him.

He only reached the 246th step of the three hundred stone steps before he could not move any further. He knew that was the limit of his body, so for the past year, he only practiced Bone Forging Fist every day and came to this waterfall. Exercise perseverance.

A year ago, the Immortal Sect made a big move, and the Qian Yizong recruited more than a hundred disciples. I heard that the young people in this class were generally better than the previous ones, and there were many with excellent qualifications, but these had nothing to do with him.

After a long time, Tangning opened his eyes and staggered away from the pool and back to the house. He needed a good rest, because tomorrow he would go to the Mortal Transformation Pond for the transformation impact.

He wanted to have a good sleep to recuperate his energy and adjust his body to the best condition, but he couldn't sleep peacefully no matter what. He closed his eyes and thought of everything in the past, like a dream. On this last day where life and death are difficult to decide. , he thought a lot...

Finally, he came to the table and picked up the pen to write something, then sighed and put it down.

Early the next morning, Mo Ruting arrived as promised: "How are you, are you ready? I see you are not in good spirits. If you are not ready, don't go."

Tangning forced a smile and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little nervous."

Mo Ruting nodded: "Okay, let's go!"

The two left this mountain and headed for another mountain. When they reached a hill, they saw a man in Tsing Yi standing beside the mountain gate.

"Senior Brother Xu, this is Tang Ning, the disciple who came to transform into a mortal today." Mo Ruting handed a bamboo slip to the man in green in front of the mountain gate.

The man took the bamboo slip without even looking at it. He turned out a small red flag in his right hand, muttered something in his mouth, pointed at the hill behind him, and with a roar, the whole hill was divided into two and moved to both sides.

Mo Ruting patted Tang Ning on the shoulder: "Go in! Inside is the Mortal Transformation Pool. Don't be too nervous. Just remember to stick to your heart and don't be influenced by inner demons and indulge in illusions. Just hold on for a while and it will pass."

Tangning nodded and walked in. No matter what she said now, it would be useless.

There was another roar, and the whole hill merged into one.

What came into view was a pool two feet long and one foot wide. The water in the pool was dark red, like blood.

"Take off your clothes and get naked." The man in green said, taking out a brass-colored bell and handing it to Tang Ning: "This is the soul-calming bell, tie it around your wrist. When you are possessed by the inner demon, you will take advantage of it." When you are in an illusion, this bell will remind you. Remember, once you hear the bell ringing, it means that you are in an illusion. Everything you face is an illusion. You need to wake up in time. The Soul Calming Bell will remind you three times. If you still can't wake up, you will be trapped in the illusion forever and gradually become obsessed."

Tangning tied the bell as instructed, walked down, and sat in the middle of the pool. The crimson water surrounded him, giving it a slight chill.

The man in Tsing Yi lit four incense candles and placed them in the four corners: "The water of the Mortal Pool is extracted and brewed from eighty-one kinds of spiritual herbs. It has great power and can reshape the human bones and meridians. If If your body cannot bear it, your skeletal meridians will be melted by the pool water. When your skeletal meridians are reshaped, your body will suffer tremendous pain. You must stay clear. Once you lose consciousness, you will explode and die. These four incense sticks can A little bit to help you stay clear."

"Are you ready? I'm going to start."

Tangning took a deep breath and nodded.

The man in green turned out four small flags with his right hand and waved the four small flags to the four sides of the pool. Then he formed a mudra with his hands. The four small flags emitted dazzling white light and formed four white walls surrounding the pool.

stand up.

Drops of red rain fell from above and hit Tangning. While he was still wondering where the rain came from, the water in the pool suddenly boiled and rushed toward him.

Like a bone-hungry snake, in an instant, Tang Ning's entire body was submerged in the pool of bee pupae.

His body was surrounded by red pool water, which was about to melt him like volcanic lava.

"Ah!!" Tangning howled in pain like a beast. The red pool water penetrated every pore of his body into his meridians and bones hidden under the skin, tearing his meridians one by one and melting them.

Tangning was writhing in pain in the pool, wailing constantly. Every meridian and bone in his body was being melted. It felt like tens of thousands of ants biting your body bit by bit.

His body shrank into a ball, trembling constantly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman. He rolled from one side of the pool to the other, and then from one side to the other. Finally, his whole body shrank into a ball in the corner and kept making painful screams.

Howl.

He still maintained a clear mind, but the tremendous pain in his body made him confused.

The crimson pool water eroded the inside of his body along his pores, and the meridians were melted and reshaped, then melted and reshaped again, and the cycle started over and over again.

He was howling and rolling for an unknown amount of time. His eyes were filled with red, and he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, and his consciousness was sinking little by little.

"Ah!" Tangning opened her eyes suddenly, and a soft body in her arms moved, as if she was dissatisfied, and rubbed his face with her head.

The warm sunshine shines through the dense bamboo leaves through the window into the corners of the house. The bamboo shadows outside the window are swaying, and a body as gentle as jade is held tightly in the arms. The bright red quilt wraps the two tightly, and the doors and windows

On the roof, there were big red words "Happy" on the beams. Tang Ning looked at all this and felt familiar yet strange.

The man in his arms let out a sleepy sound, slowly opened his eyes, twisted his body, and leaned over to kiss his face a few times.

Tangning smelled the refreshing fragrance emanating from her body, looked at her lively eyes, and unconsciously kissed her lips.

Not long after, the squeaking of the wooden bed and the low breathing of the person in his arms came...

Liu Ruhan lay on top of him, panting heavily, while Tang Ning kissed her face little by little. Only then did she remember how drunk she was on her wedding night last night, and she fell unconscious.

Tangning hugged her tightly and whispered, "Ruru, I still want it."

Liu Ruhan looked at him with watery eyes, biting her lip, looking extremely aggrieved.

Tangning couldn't help but kiss her and pulled up the quilt.

For the next few days, the two of them acted wildly at home. It was not until the third day that Tang Ning remembered to take Liu Ruhan to visit her master Cui Yilin.

The two of them put on their clothes. It was already noon. Tangning held her hand and walked out of the house. Just as she was about to mount her horse, a clear ringing of bells suddenly came to her ears. Tangning fell into a trance and looked at the people coming and going on the street.
Chapter completed!