On the steep mountain wall, a figure is climbing up the rocks towards the top of the mountain.
Ye Han's hands were covered with bloodstains. He climbed on the rocks, leaving blood marks. The shoes on his feet were worn out and there were scars on his feet.
He gritted his teeth and climbed up with difficulty.
"This is my only chance, I must succeed!"
Ye Han said to himself with tenacious eyes and continued to climb upward.
Sudden.
Snap...
The stones under his feet suddenly became loose, his heart sank, and his body slid down. Fortunately, he grabbed a protruding tree and was able to stabilize his body.
Cold sweat broke out, my calves were shaking, and I almost died.
Three days ago, Mr. Lan Qing showed him a clear path and told him that if he wanted to become an immortal, he must first join a sect of immortality, which was the fastest way.
Mr. Lan Qing clearly told him that cultivating immortals requires immortal magic, elixirs and other resources. He himself is a casual cultivator and does not have many cultivation resources to provide him with these things.
So a plan was made for him to successfully join the Immortal Sect, and the reward was the piece of cloth that Mr. Lan Qing dug him out of the monster.
The next day, he woke up from the inn and found that Mr. Lan Qing had left long ago, leaving only a note telling him that Mr. Lan Qing had left and would see him again.
He bought some dry food and set off. After walking for three days, he finally reached the outskirts of the fairy mountain. He had to climb to the top of the mountain and light the talisman given to him by Mr. Lan Qing.
Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to enter the mountain gate of the Immortal Cultivation Sect.
"Either die or climb up."
Ye Han looked back and saw that there was a cliff dozens of feet high. Regardless of the pain in his hands and feet, he gritted his teeth and climbed up...
His hands and feet were covered in blood, and he was about to lose consciousness from the pain. But now when he returns to Qingniu Village and the city, he is still the second boy, herding cattle for others, or being maimed by beggars...
I want others to call me Ye Han instead of Erwazi.
Ye Han gritted his teeth and climbed up with all his strength...
When it was almost noon, Ye Han finally climbed up. The blood on his hands and feet was dry and full of blood stains...
He took a rest and looked around, just as Mr. Lan Qing told him.
On the top of the mountain, there are several stone pillars covered with moss, with a stone plate in the middle.
He took out a talisman from his arms, lit it, put it into the stone plate, then took out the copper-colored Qingxuan Token and held it in his hand.
I saw the lit talisman put into the stone plate and burned fiercely. The surrounding stone pillars trembled violently, a blue light rhymed, and some strange characters lit up on it. They condensed and merged in the air, and then turned into a
The little blue bird flew away in the sky.
The light of the stone pillars and stone plates also disappeared in an instant.
Mr. Lan Qing told him that this is a messenger for outsiders to visit Qingxuanmen, just light it and wait.
Ye Han sat in front of the stone plate and waited with peace of mind.
I waited for less than half a quarter of an hour.
Chirp...
A loud bird song came from a distance.
Ye Han was stunned, turned his head and looked over there, and was shocked when he saw it.
A huge white bird flew out from the mountains in the distance. The big bird's wings were two to three feet long, and its body was as big as a heifer.
"What a big bird." Ye Han couldn't help but marvel. He has never seen such a huge bird in his life.
If you look carefully, you will see a young man in green sitting on top of the giant white bird.
Huhuhu...
The giant white bird blew up a strong wind, causing branches and leaves to fly on the top of the mountain, making Ye Han unable to open his eyes.
Chirp...
With a loud bird call, the giant white bird landed on the top of the mountain. The young man in green got off the bird's back and stared at Ye Han.
"Did you light the communication talisman?" the young man in green said with an indifferent expression.
As he said that, he looked Ye Han up and down. This boy was dressed like a beggar, with scars on his hands and feet.
The most important thing is that this guy has no spiritual energy at all.
Could it be that this kid is just a mortal?
Ye Han felt enveloped by a sharp aura and said respectfully: "Immortal, I burned the talisman."
As he said that, he took out the bronze medal and was about to speak.
The young man snorted coldly and said sternly: "You mortal, who sent you here? What is the purpose of coming to my Qingxuan Sect?"
Suddenly, a suffocating breath swept towards Ye Han.
This mountain peak is almost straight. This guy is just a mortal. How could he get up there just by his own ability?
Ye Han suddenly felt that his body was being crushed by a terrible aura. He could hardly stand upright and his feet were trembling so much that he was about to kneel down.
His legs were trembling, and he said angrily: "Immortal, I am the holder of the Qingxuan Order, you can't do this to me!"
"Qing Xuan Ling!" The young man in green was stunned after hearing this, staring at the Qing Xuan Ling in his hand, his eyes changed, and he put away this amazing and oppressive aura.
The Qingxuan Order is not an ordinary thing. Only disciples or families who have made great contributions to the sect can issue the Qingxuan Order. With this order, you can exchange for a training resource in the sect, or you can offset your mistakes, etc.
The young man in green clothes stared at Qingxuan Ling, his eyes showing excitement.
How could this guy, a mere mortal, have the Qingxuan Order? But did he climb up such a high mountain alone?
Moreover, someone in the door knew about someone burning the messenger talisman, and he was ordered to come out to pick him up. If the other party had a backer, it would not be easy to handle.
However, this Qingxuan Order is enough to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill that makes countless disciples' hearts flutter. He has to be moved.
"You're a mortal, where did you get the Qingxuan Order?" the young man in green shouted.
Ye Han said solemnly: "Immortal, we can only tell this matter after meeting the leader."
Mr. Lan Qing had taught him that the Qingxuan Order was a hot potato. As a mortal, taking it to the Qingxuan Sect would be very dangerous, so he had to handle it with caution. Let him risk climbing up the cliff by himself, which would naturally have its magical uses.
After he finished speaking, he looked at the young man in green with a calm expression.
After hearing this, the young man in green twitched his eyes, revealing a trace of inexplicable murderous intent, and a flash of blue light flashed across his palm.
However, seeing Ye Han's calm expression, he hesitated. Although this Qingxuan Order touched people's hearts, every piece had a special mark.
Moreover, this kid seems to have someone to rely on. If he gets it, how can he explain it to the sect? It's not easy to get burned by him.
The young man in green took a deep breath, the blue light in his palm disappeared, he smiled and said: "In that case, come up!"
"Thank you, Immortal!" Ye Han said calmly, walked to the giant bird and frowned. This giant bird was more than half taller than others, how could he get up there.
It seems that the only way to go up is by grabbing the bird feathers.
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The giant white bird glanced at Ye Han with disgust and fled away while chirping.
This mortal is dirty and has no magic power. How could he be allowed to sit on it?
"It seems that Bai Xue doesn't like you." The young man in green laughed and laughed.
Ye Han stared at this damn bird, I will pluck all your feathers one day...
"Let's go!" The young man in green didn't say much and patted the giant white bird.
The giant white bird spread its huge wings, fluttered and flew up, hovering in the air, and grabbed Ye Han with a pair of huge hands.
Ye Han only felt as if his body was being clamped by pliers. He was grabbed by the giant white bird and flew into the mountains. The fierce wind blew into his mouth and nose.
He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming...
This damn bird, I will pluck all your feathers one day!