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Chapter 244: Mountain Gate Opens

In the early morning of this day, a vast burst of bell music resounded throughout the entire Taoist Palace and Five Peaks.

Amidst this music, the mountain gate of Daoyigong, shrouded by a large formation, slowly appeared in the Yunlan Mountains.

The first day of September is the day when the founder of Daoyigong established Daoyigong in the Yunlan Mountains. Every five years at this time, Daoyigong will open its gates to recruit new disciples.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, Chu people from all over the country gathered together. They all raised their heads and looked at the huge mountain gate that slowly emerged from the clouds and mist halfway up the mountain.

"Sister, there are so many people."

In the crowd, Da Ya clutched Niu Wanwan's clothes tightly, her round face full of nervousness. There was already a sea of ​​people at the foot of the mountain. There were at least tens of thousands of people gathered here. You must know that this is only the first time.

It’s only one day, and the apprenticeship ceremony will last for nine days.

"It's okay, we will definitely pass."

Niu Wanwan cheered her up.

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed of my words. Do you know how many disciples the Dao First Palace recruits in each session?"

A young man next to him, about fifteen or sixteen years old, sneered.

This man was dressed in silk and satin, with beautiful jade on his waist. He was accompanied by several burly guards and a maid holding a sword. At a glance, he knew that he was of extraordinary origin.

"What does it have to do with you? Do you want to interrupt?"

Yang Xiaoxin immediately responded.

The young master's face darkened, and he glanced at Yang Xiaoxin, first looking at her clothes and then her temperament. He immediately came to a conclusion and said in a cold voice: "Agou, slap your mouth!"

Upon hearing this, a burly man who had been standing aside flashed and made a sound of a bow string vibrating.

"Crack!"

A piece of gravel on the ground was crushed.

The next moment, Yang Xiaoxin appeared in front of her, and the long flesh like a cattail fan quickly slapped her delicate little face.

If he was hit, his head would be smashed, let alone his face.

When Yang Xiaoxin sensed the danger, she had no time to react. Her eyes widened and she looked to the side, but her body did not move at all. When she was about to be hit, she stretched out her greasy little hand and gently pinched the man.

The dog's arm then flicked casually.

Agou suddenly felt an irresistible force coming from his arm. He couldn't even resist. He flew up and smashed a big tree over a distance of more than ten meters. His whole body was smashed.

I was so exhausted that I couldn't get up for a long time.

"waste!"

The young master's face was livid, and he turned to look at the one-armed girl biting a beast's leg, his eyes narrowed, "Southern barbarian?"

"Xiao Man, thank you very much. I will let you eat all my chicken legs from now on."

After walking around the gate of hell, Yang Xiaoxin suddenly hugged Xiaoman and said with gratitude, she thought she was going to die here just now.

"Really, you are such a good person."

Xiaoman showed a smile.

"Sir, this person can easily defeat Agou. He is probably the southern barbarian from the four realms. We can't defeat him."

The sword-wielding maid whispered in the young master's ear to persuade him.

Young Master took a deep look at Xiaoman, and slowly pushed into the crowd with the people around him.

After this small episode, not long after, the vast bell music coming down from the mountain slowly stopped.

Immediately, a group of men and women wearing Daoyigong costumes walked out of the mountain gate. An old man with white beard and hair stood in the middle of the mountain gate. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, it was difficult to see the figure above clearly, but the sound came from above.

It's like it's ringing in the ears of everyone below.

"The apprenticeship ceremony begins. Everyone starts to climb the mountain. After one stick of incense, anyone who does not come up is considered a failure. Let's start!"

After saying that, the old man flicked his hand and inserted a long incense in front of him. Then the incense spontaneously ignited without fire, and white smoke rose up.

"Come on!"

There was a shout from the bottom of the mountain, and everyone rushed towards the long stairs.

However, the Daoyigong disciples guarding the foot of the mountain immediately came out to maintain order and only allowed a thousand people to start climbing at a time.

It's just that the seemingly ordinary stone steps are not simple. The person who just stepped on them will immediately feel his body sinking. Every time he takes a step, the pressure on his body will be greater. Moreover, this step will also vary depending on the climber's conditions.

Strength, exert different pressures to ensure fairness.

At the mountain gate, Niu Xiaosheng was wearing a white brocade robe with green dragons and white tigers embroidered on the left and right hems. This was actually a low-grade spiritual garment, which was strong and durable and had the functions of repelling dust, fire, and water.

As a true disciple, he does not need to participate in the sect's assessment. He only needs to wait for the people below to pass the three levels and worship the ancestor together, and then he can officially become a disciple of the Dao First Palace. There are six others like him around him.

Three men and three women, these are the direct disciples of each peak's true disciples or elders who have just been admitted.

There are three thousand stone steps under the mountain gate, and the person walking at the front has not even climbed the hundredth step yet.

Niu Xiaosheng squinted his eyes and looked for the eldest sister and the others in the crowd. His eyesight was extremely good and he could clearly see the faces of everyone below.

Soon, he discovered where his eldest sister Niu Wanwan and the others were. Because they occupied a good position in the front, they were among the first batch of candidates to climb the mountain.

Eight people formed a small group, located in the middle of the crowd of climbers, and climbed up slowly.

Among them, the easiest one is Xiaoman. The Nanman itself is known for her physical strength, and she has awakened her bloodline. Although the stone steps put pressure on her according to the strength of the four realms, this pressure is not enough for her at all.

A piece of cake.

If Niu Xiaosheng hadn't specifically told her to take care of everyone before setting off in the morning, she would have climbed up long ago.

"It's the ladder again."

Niu Xiaosheng complained in his heart that when he was in the cave world, the master there used the reincarnation ladder to test climbers, but the first level of the Dao First Palace was also a ladder. The difference was that the test and opportunity coexisted with the reincarnation ladder, while the stone steps of the mountain gate in front of him were

Test the climber's perseverance.

As time went by, the long incense was quickly burned to half, but the number of people who climbed halfway up the stone steps was less than one-tenth of the total number of people.

Based on this calculation, no more than a hundred people will be able to pass the test in the end.

Seeing this, Niu Xiaosheng suddenly became curious. With such a low admission rate, why are there 80,000 disciples in Dao Yi Palace?

"It's true that each session is worse than the last. This session is even worse than previous years. It took so long that I couldn't even climb up a stone ladder."

Suddenly, an elder shook his head and sighed.

"Don't worry, Elder Lin. This is just the beginning. Maybe there will be good seeds later."

Another elder was more optimistic.

"I hope so. I heard that the Zhenwu Dao Palace has recruited 30,000 new disciples a few days ago, and there are many very talented disciples among them."

The elder named Lin gave a hint.

"Recruiting disciples on the first day of September is a rule passed down by the ancestor, and the sect master cannot change it. However, the Chu country is so big, and the Zhenwu Dao Palace cannot accept all the talents in the world."

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