The sound of the sky on Xianzong Avenue is resounding.
Before daybreak, one after another people were seen coming down the mountain, all wearing brand-new Taoist robes, like small streams, gathering towards Tianxiao Hall to watch the conferment ceremony of the Holy Son.
As the protagonist, Mr. Zhao also left Tianzi Mountain early.
After all, it was a big occasion, and he actually changed into new clothes.
Today, he is a little confused.
In other words, since the dream that night, my spirit has become quite slack.
For this reason, every night in the dead of night, he would take out Mo Tian and study it. Listening to Yun Yan's words, the laws within it had entered his eyebrows. His confusion was probably related to this.
"Hmm."
As I was walking, I suddenly heard a yelp.
It was a troublemaker who popped out of nowhere.
There is also the bald old man and the Hulu baby, the funny trio are inseparable.
Zhao Yun stopped and stared at the three of them and scanned them. He hadn't seen these three people for many days, and their auras were very vague. Especially the Huluwa, whose every move and gesture was always accompanied by the roar of a tiger.
That's right, this guy is a descendant of White Tiger.
Although he is a human cultivator, he has the blood of a white tiger.
"The opportunity is not shallow." Zhao Yun smiled.
"That's right." All three of them laughed.
The old guys in the Immortal Sect still think highly of the three of them. In the past few days, they have piled up many cultivation resources for them. If they had known about this good thing, they would not have wandered outside.
"Take some time to discuss." Dapeng patted the dust on his shoulders.
"Specialize in doing things but don't accept it." The three of them are not timid at all, especially the troublemakers.
The dragon concubine and the little money fan are still reserved, their cultivation level is too low, and there is still a long way to go.
Tianxiao Hall is already crowded with people. Both sides of the ninety-nine stone steps are full of figures. In front of Tianxiao Hall, there are a group of ancestors from Bu Nian Tianhe, including the Saint of Daluo.
When Zhao Yun arrived, he was the center of attention.
The conferment ceremony is nothing more than receiving the Holy Son's token.
Before he came, he knew that he had to climb the ninety-nine stone stairs step by step before he could be qualified to receive orders.
It is a test, but this test is nothing more than a formality for him.
This has been the case with all the conferment ceremonies of the past dynasties. You have to go when you have to.
"The ink marks are so slippery." The troublemaker pushed Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun didn't waste any time, he landed with a thud and walked up step by step.
As he expected, each level of stone steps had ancient restrictions, which were nothing more than coercion. Each level was heavier than the previous level, and there was even a banging sound every time he took a step down.
"He deserves to be the Holy Son of Daluo."
"I'll wait. Just feel free to be your companion."
"I have already seen the future of the Immortal Sect, which will be glorious."
On both sides of the stone steps, there are many figures whispering, including disciples and elders, some are amazed and some are admiring. He is the center of attention, and they will witness him step by step to reach the top.
boom!
Zhao Yun took another step and fell, and the stone steps he stepped on cracked.
As he walked past, the cracked stone steps returned to their original state.
"no pressure."
Seeing Zhao Yun's calm and leisurely expression, many seniors had smoothed their beards.
This is just a formality. If even Zhao Yun can't step on it, let alone his disciples.
boom!
On the ninetieth floor, Zhao Yun settled down for the first time.
From this level of stone steps, there are demons and ghosts blocking the way.
The demons and demons bared their teeth and claws to tear him apart.
And the scene in front of him was only visible to him.
He closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again the next moment.
His momentum changed, and the cold evil energy surged and rolled.
All the demons and monsters blocking the road were suppressed, and the monsters and demons that bared their teeth and claws were blown to pieces in their wails. They could not withstand the evil aura of the mortal world, and even the disciples and elders on both sides could not help but feel trembling.
On the ninety-first floor, there was thunder and lightning.
his pace
Tough and heavy, it can be struck by thunder and lightning without stopping for even a moment.
Even the thunderbolts of the Heavenly Tribulation can't hurt him, let alone illusory lightning.
On the ninety-second floor, flames were flying.
The ninety-third floor is frozen for thousands of miles.
The ninety-fourth floor, boundless darkness.
.
At every level, there is a kind of hardship.
Outsiders are not allowed to see him, he only blocks the way to the immortal.
boom!
On the ninety-ninth floor, he settled down again.
There was no big movement on this floor, only an illusory mirror hung in front of him. The image of him in the mirror was distorted, entangled with a black aura, and his face sometimes appeared ferocious.
"Evil thoughts?"
"Evil thoughts?"
Zhao Yun murmured, knowing what this test was about.
Evil thoughts all arise from the heart, and the person in the mirror is his inner demon.
He closed his eyes again and stood there like a monument.
The Immortal Path is to realize the Great Dao, and it is also to purify one's body.
True detachment is the eternal and unchanging original intention.
"Why did it stop?"
"Shh, don't make any sound."
The young disciples who are not familiar with worldly affairs are full of curiosity.
The elders know very well that the ninety-ninth level is the great calamity. The inner demon is invisible and formless. If it takes root and sprouts, it will be more terrifying than the calamity, because most of the time, there is no way to use it.
"Tell me, if I go up and kick him, will it count as a pass?" The troublemaker held his little hands and glanced left and right at the old magic stick and the fat immortal.
There are also Huluwa and Bald Old Man who have this idea.
Break through the levels! Just take the stone steps! If you cross them, you win!
"If you don't have that kind of state of mind, you will still lose if you pass by." The Fat Immortal said leisurely.
The three of them didn't seem to understand, so they just took a Holy Son Order and made it so fancy.
When Zhao Yun opened his eyes again, his eyes were as clear as water.
Look at your heart now
The magic mirror is as intact as ever.
"Don't forget your original intention." The person in the mirror smiled.
"It's a great road." Zhao Yun also smiled.
He passed through the mirror and finally crossed the last layer.
The moment he landed, the sound of sword chants echoed throughout the Immortal Sect.
That is the Great Luo Divine Sword. It manifested in the ethereal world. A wisp of immortal energy dropped down and fell into Zhao Yun's body. It was a divine essence. Only by crossing the stone steps and being recognized by it can one have such an honor. Throughout the ages,
This is the case, not everyone is qualified to be the Son of God.
"Good fortune."
Zhao Yun looked inside his body and could clearly see the divine cloud.
It's just a chance that the Ji Dao Divine Weapon personally gave it as a gift!
"Take the order."
Wu Niantian flicked his hand, and fairy light flew out of his sleeve.
It was a golden token, dyed with ancient light.
Zhao Yun stepped forward and took it with both hands.
Who knows what material this token is made of, it is as heavy as a mountain.
He was not prepared at all, and when he received the order, he staggered and fell into Bu Niantian's arms. After stepping on the ninety-nine stone steps, he was so full of character that his reputation was shattered to pieces.
"It's great to have a beautiful chef."
"It should feel soft and silky."
He is still the old magic stick, and he is still the fat immortal, one on the left and the other on the right, laying down the chirping Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai, thinking to himself whether he should carry another string of firecrackers to pay homage to his master's grave tonight.
Zhao Yun finally stood firm and laughed awkwardly.
There aren't many emotional changes in Bu Nian Tian, these are all small scenes.
The conferment ceremony came to an end, with the music playing loudly and the aroma of wine overflowing. This was not a grand event, but it was comparable to a grand event. The entire Daluo Immortal Mountain was covered with a layer of peaceful light, as if seeing a peaceful and prosperous age.
Zhao Yun glanced at Qingluan Peak and saw a beautiful silhouette standing gracefully.
Since it was misty and rainy, it happened to be that I was leaving customs today, and I was waiting for him to go to Dream Island together.