Fortunately, more than 3,000 steps are not many in the eyes of their immortal cultivators, and the effort of one stick of incense will come to an end.

But as they walked higher, the mountain peaks in front of them became completely white, and only then did everyone realize where the biting chill was coming from.

"Snow, it's snowing." Luo Qingshui, who was stepping on the stone steps with her head covered, felt some cold raindrops hitting her face. She raised her head and saw the snowflakes falling as lightly as a lady.

One flower, two flowers, large areas, just like the scenery she saw in her dream.

The sky is like a huge mouth of a beast, and the wind blows up countless fine pieces of ice and snow to dance and curl in the air, and finally fall to the ground one after another, covering this majestic and sloping mountain with a layer of military uniform.

There are sparse coniferous forests gathering together on the roadside. They are also covered in snow at the moment, bent and crumbling under the weight of the thick white snow. Occasionally, a few snow wolves poke their heads out from the forest in the distance.

He came, breathing hot smoke from his mouth, snorting, and sticking out his long tongue. A pair of ice-blue pupils stared at the group of them vigilantly, and then let out a deep wolf howl, causing the entire snow-capped mountains in the world to collapse.

Other than that, there was total silence, except for the rustling of feet on the snow and the whistling of strong winds sweeping through the snowflakes. There was no mocking sound, which made people feel as if they were in another world.

For some reason, seeing such a beautiful and moving scenery, Luo Qingshui not only felt uneasy, but felt like it was stepping on her heart. Because she still couldn't forget the nightmare she had in Yunding Palace. It was so real and true.

The ground hurt as much as the snowflakes falling on my hands.

At this moment, in the crowd, Yan Qingcheng, who was disguised as a man and holding a light fan, looked far into the distance, with a charming and gorgeous smile on her lips, as happy as a child. She had almost forgotten the purpose and reason why she came to the Tianshan Sect. There were also more and more questions.

More and more immortal cultivators discovered that this man did not look handsome, but as intoxicating as fine wine.

The more than three thousand stone steps soon reached the end. Gu Qingling stopped walking and pointed forward slightly with his finger.

"That's the Kunlun realm."

The disciples followed the sound, and saw that the broken snow was still flying wildly in the white mist, spreading from the sky to the snowfield, with no end in sight, and was covered by the surging frost.

A huge curtain stood in front of everyone, with ripples like lake light, and a faint emerald green light glowing in it.

But such a beautiful wave is not safe. Even Luo Qingshui can feel that it contains extremely strong power, as if it is ready to tear the trespassers into pieces at any time.

"This is the barrier that protects the Kunlun Realm." Gu Qingling smiled slightly and stopped the immortal cultivator who wanted to reach out to touch it.

"The barrier of the Kunlun Realm will block all demons and monsters, preventing them from crossing even half a step." Gu Qingling waved his hand, and the curtain slowly faded away, not as fierce as before.

"Disciples of the Tianshan Sect, please come in." Gu Qingling winked and asked Ye Qingan and Qin Shuxing to lead them into the barrier first, while she waited at the side.

Everyone entered one after another, and they finally saw the real fairyland.

"Brother, you see we have passed the second test!" Luo Qingshui tilted his head and looked at Gu Qingling who was guarding the entrance to the barrier.

He smiled faintly but did not speak. Because his heart was already in a mess, ever since he learned that Luo Qingshui was Yu Ziqing's apprentice.

But knowing that she was Luo Qingshui's disciple, he still gave him the Demon Exorcism Pill. Is this worthy of the dead fat senior brother? So he remained silent.

"Hurry up and don't block the door." Luo Tianyang pushed Luo Qingshui from behind and pushed her directly into the barrier. Then he glanced resentfully at Gu Qingling beside him and followed in.

Yan Jinyu, Yin Qingxia, and Lin Qing also entered the Kunlun realm together.

Only Chen Yifan stopped in front of the barrier. He raised his head and froze as he looked at the endless barrier.

"What? Is there any problem?" Gu Qingling asked softly. The masked man in front of him felt inexplicably familiar to him.

"Nothing." Chen Yifan replied calmly. He took back his attention and took a step towards the barrier.

It was safe and sound, with only a trace of fluctuation that was invisible to the naked eye, like a stone falling into the lake, causing ripples.

Gu Qingling saw the handsome young man, who had his hair tied up in a bun with white cloth, holding a fan in his hand, and walking swaggeringly. He seemed to be deliberately trying to look elegant, but he accidentally turned into a libertine.

He couldn't help but chuckle, she was still so naughty and mischievous after so many years.

"Teacher..." Yan Qingcheng, who was disguised as a man, was about to speak subconsciously, but suddenly realized that she was a man and coughed twice in an attempt to make her voice muddier.

"Senior brother, why are you laughing?" She twisted her eyebrows, pretending to be angry.

"It's nothing, I just think you're cute, come on in." Gu Qingling smiled slightly. Between his biological sister, the frost in his heart instantly dissipated, and he could no longer maintain a serious face.

However, Yan Qingcheng was a little confused. From the past two days, wasn't Senior Brother Gu usually very serious and cold? How could he have such a tender side? Could it be that he was?

Yan Qingcheng didn't dare to think anymore and hurriedly dived into the barrier.

She didn't want to worry about whether Gu Qingling was like that, but she was not a man in the first place!

However, he is indeed quite handsome, which is a pity. Yan Qingcheng thought in her heart.

When Gu Qingling saw Yan Qingcheng running into the Kunlun realm in panic, the smile on his lips became more and more brilliant. He straightened his clothes and finally stepped into the Kunlun realm.

Compared with the ice and snow outside, Kunlun is a completely different scene.

If outside this barrier it is the cold winter and twelfth lunar month with strong wind and snow, then inside the Kunlun realm it is like spring all year round, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant.

There are high mountains and flowing water, there are branches with green leaves, and there are birds flying and chirping in the sky, but I don’t know how they climbed over these snow-capped mountains.

The sixty immortal cultivators were all stunned on the spot, looking at this beautiful landscape.

Hundreds of disciples are practicing swordplay in the square in front of the gate. Their movements are uniform, their slogans are shocking, and their momentum is majestic. It makes people's blood boil.

Seeing the group of people crossing the barrier of Kunlun Realm, all the disciples put away their swords and uniformly clasped their fists and saluted them, as if to welcome the newcomers.

"Why are you still hanging around? Follow me for the third test." Gu Qingling smiled at them and led them up the stone steps beside the martial arts training ground.

When I was outside, the stone steps were covered with thick snow, which would sink into my heels with every step I took. But here, not only grass grew in the gaps between the steps, but also dark green moss grew everywhere.

If Gu Qingling hadn't reminded them, they would have almost forgotten that there was a third test.

The dumb cultivators suddenly woke up and quickly followed Gu Qingling's footsteps, but their eyes were still lingering on the beautiful trees in the mountains and forests, and the disciple in green who was practicing swordsmanship.

The Kunlun realm has outstanding people and abundant spiritual energy. It is indeed more than just a legend. Every breath you take here will make people feel much happier.

"This is Yunshan Pavilion, the residence of the three elders." Gu Qingling walked up along the martial arts field and pointed to a mansion in front of him, which looked more like a general's mansion in the imperial city.

"Actually, the Tianshan Sect did not have Yunshan Pavilion at the beginning. It was not until Nangong Quan arrived that he had nowhere to live, so he supervised the construction of such a residence." Gu Qingling explained, like a dedicated tour guide.

"Nangong Quan?" Yan Jinyu was walking behind his disciple. When he heard the name, he frowned slightly and thought for a moment. Is there any relationship between Nangong Quan and Uncle Wen?

Compared with Yunding Palace, Yunshan Pavilion is more like a palace. After all, it is in Kunlun. It is more than a hundred paces long and wide, enough to accommodate thousands of disciples. But from a distance, it looks elegant.

There are bamboo forests, pines and cypresses poking out their shallow branches, and white plum blossoms swaying in the yard.

In the center is a pavilion-style building that looks to be two or three stories high. It really looks like an attic. It is surrounded by short bungalows that spread out to both sides, with only light green bricks exposed. It looks like the mountains are scattered in height.

A rolling look.

"The highest one in the middle is where the third elder lives. The old man always likes to drink tea and play chess up there. The chess pieces are so smelly that he won't recognize him even if he loses." Ye Qingan also bared his teeth and smiled, making Nangong Quan's little family angry.

It shook out.

Gu Qingling smacked her lips and ignored Ye Qing'an, who was snarling, but what he said was true.

"Ye Qing'an, are you talking bad about me again?" A voice full of fairy-like anger suddenly came from Yunshan Pavilion.

A black chess piece shot out from nowhere and was embedded in the rock paved with steps. The disciples lowered their heads and were surprised to find that the steps in front of them were densely covered with black and white chess pieces.

.They are arranged neatly in rows, with the same depth, and each one is just submerged into the stones. If the disciples had not seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought that someone had nailed the chess pieces on it deliberately.

How many years of practice does it take to have such exquisite techniques and skilled control of Qi? Is this the strength of the third elder of the Tianshan Sect? It's really terrifying.

"I told you why my chess skills are so damn bad. As long as you are a kid, nothing will happen to you." As soon as the chess piece sank into the stone, a rich voice shouted angrily, but how could my chess skills be so bad?

Ye Qingan stuck out her tongue and quickly signaled to Gu Qingling to take them away from here.

At this moment, in the attic several stories high, Nangong Quan and Sikong Yi were playing chess, but the chessboard was always more white than black, and the few remaining black chess pieces were huddled in the corner of the chessboard, shivering as they were surrounded by the white army.

surrounded.

Sikong Yi was stroking the stubble on his chin in deep thought, while Nangong Quan, who held the sunspot, was blowing his beard and staring, looking as if he wanted to do whatever he wanted.

"When playing chess, the most taboo thing is to be impatient." Sikong Yi spoke slowly. After careful consideration, he gently struck the white chess piece in his hand on the chessboard, completely locking the big dragon with the black chess piece.
Chapter completed!