Some people asked what would happen if they failed the second level, and whether there would be any chance of becoming an inner or outer disciple.
After hearing Ling Yezhen say yes, everyone was excited again.
Everyone sincerely praised Ling Gong's generosity and justice.
I saw Ling Yezhen's sleeves flicking, and a purple light flew out, covering the entire Fairy Mountain, "Okay, now the trial begins."
Everyone was gearing up and eager to try.
Obviously everyone knows that the first level seems simple, but it is by no means that simple.
"Don't you just rush to the mountain gate?
This is simple.
Hahaha... Brothers, I'm going to take the first step."
The person who said this was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with a rough body and a body full of tendons. He moved and turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the spiritual palace on the top of the mountain.
As his voice fell, dozens of hundreds of figures rushed out at the same moment, fearing to fall behind others.
Ling Yezhen looked at the people under the mountain gate, with a faint smile on his lips.
At the same time, Su Zhang on the other side wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Su Heng, "Your Highness, don't be anxious..." Su Zhang stopped, snorted coldly, and looked at him, "
how?
Are you afraid that this prince will become the direct disciple of the Spirit King?"
As soon as he moved, he rushed in.
The tenth prince Su Juan, who was standing behind Su Zhang, looked at Su Heng eagerly and said: "Second brother, everyone rushed in, we are also fast!"
Su Heng's handsome face remained extremely calm. He shook his head lightly: "There's no rush."
As his voice fell, screams were heard from the front.
But when the middle-aged man who was the first to rush out was flying in the air, he was severely pressed down by an invisible force from above, and fell heavily to the ground. His face turned pale instantly, and he spat out with a 'pop' sound.
A mouthful of blood.
Not only this middle-aged man, but all the other people who rushed towards him fell from the sky, and they were all knocked unconscious. In just a few breaths, they were lying on the ground, vomiting blood, as if they were seriously injured.
Even Su Zhang who rushed out was like this.
However, he did not vomit blood, because he rushed at the back and only took a step or two, so he was not affected yet.
Su Zhang turned pale and quickly retreated.
Su Heng's eyes lit up and he looked at Su Heng with admiration: "Second brother, did you see something just now?"
Su Heng shook his head: "I just guessed.
Naturally, the selection of disciples in the spiritual palace is not so simple, and indeed there is a mystery in it."
Su Zhang looked at Su Heng fiercely: "You have noticed it a long time ago, right? You didn't even remind me!"
Su Heng looked at him with neither arrogance nor humility, and said calmly: "I have reminded you before, but His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't take it seriously, and I have no choice."
Su Zhang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Bai Liushuang, who had been standing still in the crowd, had a flash of light in his deep and wise eyes, "I understand, after entering the mountain gate of the Spiritual Palace, you should not be able to use spiritual power, and you can only walk up the Fairy Mountain
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Tang Luo next to him said in surprise: "I'm afraid I won't be able to reach Xianling Mountain even if I walk for seven days and seven nights on foot!"
Although they stood at the foot of the mountain and could see the majestic spiritual palace on the top of the mountain, as well as Elder Ling Yezhen and others, it was because Ling Yezhen and the others used magic to allow them to see clearly.
In fact, the distance is very far. If you walk up there, you won't be able to do it for several days and nights!