Volume 7 Chapter 1384 Who climbs the heights in the hazy world
The wind is blowing and the snow is far away.!
In the dream, I don’t know how old I am, and it’s unclear who can climb high in the world.
The night is dim and the smoke is curling up.
Right and wrong are a bridge between truth and falsehood. How many reincarnations there are, but how few people there are.
Su Ming left. He didn't want to care whether the city behind him disappeared. The old man's words were still there, but they couldn't touch his heart. His way and his persistence would continue as before.
The Seventh Month Sect was Su Ming's first target. He wanted to enter this sect and take back the will that belonged to him. Although the part of this sect that Su Ming noticed, the red-robed man in it was more powerful than
There were many Su Ming, who were true Taoist realm experts, but they still couldn't stop Su Ming's footsteps.
Season after season, year after year, on a continuous rainy day, Su Ming looked far into the vast sky. He saw the mountains surrounding him, and saw the huge stone tablet erected into the sky.
The Seventh Month Sect, Heaven Beyond Heaven!
Silently looking at the mountain stone tablets, Su Ming sat cross-legged on a jungle canopy some distance away from there. The rain fell and the lightning and thunder roared in the night sky. Su Ming closed his eyes.
He is not in a hurry, he wants to wait for an opportunity to step into this sect.
This opportunity finally appeared after Su Ming waited for a month. It was still on a rainy day. At noon, there were eight rainbows in the sky, whizzing past the mountain gate of the Seventh Month Sect. It was eight Julys.
A disciple of the sect.
Among these eight people, the leader was an old man, followed by seven men and women, who flashed in the sky from the jungle where Su Ming was, and headed straight into the distance.
Su Ming opened and closed his eyes. When he looked, his eyes fell on the old man. This man's cultivation was comparable to that of Xuan Zun of Sang Xiangjie. He was quite good. Behind him was a young girl. She looked beautiful, but there was something dark in her eyes.
With a hint of coldness and arrogance, he would look back at the young man behind him with disdain.
The boy's face was pale and his eyes were closed. They looked like eight people, but in fact the boy was like a puppet, controlled by a string of bells wrapped in the girl's hands.
The rest of the people were not very old, but most of them looked nervous. They looked at the old man in the front from time to time, and all of them moved forward quickly in silence.
Su Ming did not pay too much attention to these young men and women. After his eyes swept over the old man, he stood up from the tree crown. When he was about to follow, his eyes suddenly flashed and he looked in the direction of the Seventh Month Sect.
There, at this moment, dozens of rainbows roared, heading straight in the direction where the old man went. Further away, hundreds and nearly a thousand rainbows appeared at the same time.
Even further away, nearly ten thousand rainbows roared towards each other at this moment. Su Ming's mind was moved. When he looked at it, these rainbows formed a whole body, each containing an elder and several young people.
There are as few as seven or eight people, and as many as dozens of people.
At this moment, they were running straight into the distance one by one. Looking at the appearance of those young people, most of them were very nervous and apprehensive, only a few of them looked calm.
As for the cultivation of these young people, most of them are at the level of heaven cultivation and have not yet reached the realm of realm.
Su Ming pondered for a while, then followed the others silently, until at sunset, at dusk, at the edge of an abyss, all these thousands of figures came to a halt.
"It's the annual July Battle again. Most of you have been in the sect for more than ten years. In the past, you have seen others survive this July tribulation. Today it is your turn to wait.
All disciples, enter the abyss. There are three thousand spiritual tablets in it, and there are more than nine thousand of you. Only those who get the spiritual tablets are qualified to become internal cultivation disciples of the sect.
If you do not get the spirit cards, you will become the food of the beasts in the abyss here in nine hours. You all must know this. The rules remain unchanged. Those who have obtained more than 100 spirit cards can enter the sect and be directly killed by the elders.
Choose to become disciples of different elders. Only in this way can you have the opportunity to obtain the quota recommended by your respective elders to enter the inner sect for one year of silent cultivation." Among the tens of thousands of monks, except for those young people, there are a few
There were hundreds of middle-aged or old men with good cultivation. Among these people was a middle-aged scribe wearing a white robe. At this moment, he spoke lightly, and his voice echoed in all directions.
"Fellow Taoists from the same sect, although we are at the bottom of the sect and guide the cultivation and experience of the disciples who have entered the sect within a hundred years, if our disciples have outstanding performance, we can also be rewarded by the sect, and we may even be promoted.
There have been opportunities to do this every year. I wonder which of us will be lucky this time.
But no matter what, the advanced Taoist friends must not forget that if you have the opportunity, you can give me a lot of support." After the middle-aged scribe finished speaking, he cupped his fists and bowed deeply to the hundreds of monks around him.
Each of these monks looked expectant, and they all clasped their fists and bowed politely to each other.
"You wait and prepare, the elder will come later, and then the advancement of the inner sect in July will begin!" The middle-aged scribe stood up, glanced at the tens of thousands of anxious young people, and spoke calmly, with a calm look on his face.
For a young man, he feels very depressed at this moment.
Su Ming looked at this scene from a distance, thoughtfully, gave up the idea of seizing these monks here, and looked towards the sky with a flash of his eyes.
It didn't take long, when the noon sun was at its most glorious, the raindrops seemed to have melted into the sunlight and turned into a colorful moment. Suddenly, in the sky, there was a loud sound and thunder roared across the sky.
A crack was torn open, and a person slowly walked out from inside.
This person was wearing a blue robe. He was an old man with white hair. The old man had a majestic look. When he walked out slowly, it seemed as if the rain in the sky had stopped at this moment.
The moment he appeared, hundreds of monks, including the middle-aged scribe, all clasped their fists and bowed respectfully to the sky.
"I'll wait... to meet Elder Wen!"
The old man in blue robe nodded slowly, and when he glanced at the nearly ten thousand young men on the ground, a sharp light appeared in his eyes.
"Today is the test for you to enter the Inner Sect. Those who succeed can enter the Inner Sect. However, those who enter the Inner Sect are the most precious disciples of my Qiyue Sect, and you will also be the future of the Qiyue Sect.
In the tests over the years, those who become disciples of the inner sect are not limited to talented people, and there are many who have been unspeakable for thousands of years. Even those who can obtain a hundred tokens can directly enter the inner sect and be personally selected as disciples by the elders.
, if you are talented enough and get a place to practice in the Inner Sect and the Outer Sect, it will last for a hundred years... In the history of our Qiyue Sect, a total of twelve people have appeared!
Now, the July Inner Sect Selection begins!" The old man in blue robe opened his mouth and flicked his sleeves, and immediately the roar of the abyss was earth-shattering. The mist in the abyss rolled and turned into a huge whirlpool in an instant. Standing on the edge of the abyss
The nearly ten thousand young men, all with pale faces, were involuntarily sucked in by the whirlpool's suction force, and were all pulled in in an instant.
Su Ming's expression was as usual, looking at the majestic old man in blue robes in the sky. This man's cultivation had reached an unspeakable level, but it was only in the early stages. Su Ming wanted to kill this man. Although he now had no will, he could rely on his strength.
The power of Taoism is still just a snap of your fingers.
"This Qiyue Sect is unfathomable, and there are so many powerful people in it... I don't know how many people possess Taoism. If this old man is taken away, even if there is a chance to retrieve my will, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape.
...And the bead is in the hands of the man in red robe, so it is difficult to snatch it.
From this point of view, since we have chosen to seize the body to enter the Qiyue Sect, instead of seizing the old man, it is better to... seize the body from those young disciples...···
A hundred years is unspeakable. There are only twelve people. If I, as a disciple, become the first-level Taoist in a hundred years, I don’t know how much chaos it will cause in the July Sect. In this way, I can have more opportunities to get close to the man in red robe!
"Su Ming pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed suddenly, showing decisiveness, and with a sway of his body, he rushed straight towards the vortex of the abyss.
With his cultivation level, if he didn't want others to see his traces, no one here, including the old man in blue robes, would be able to notice at all. Su Ming was allowed to disappear into the abyss in a flash.
In the mist.
Integrating into the abyss, Su Ming ran straight down. On the way, he saw a corpse lying in a crack on the cliffs on both sides. The corpse was that of a young man. Su Ming had seen it before. It was the puppet.
Like a boy controlled by that girl.
At this moment, the young man's whole body was emaciated and turned into a corpse. It was as if the vitality of his whole body had been forcibly taken away by someone using secret techniques to stimulate his own power in a short period of time.
With a quick glance, Su Ming ignored it and headed straight down. Within a few breaths, an invisible barrier appeared in front of him that was difficult for outsiders to detect.
This barrier did not have any blocking effect, but divided it. It seemed to divide the abyss world into two parts. The moment he approached the barrier, Su Ming paused in his steps and floated on the barrier. His eyes flashed.
When he raised his right hand and pressed it against the wall, he closed his eyes.
After a moment, he opened and closed his eyes and frowned.
"These young disciples are indeed valued by the Seven Dao Sect. In the trial world behind the barrier, there are more than ten spiritual consciousnesses observing everything inside at all times...
Among these spiritual consciousnesses, there are three... that are very strong. If I rush in rashly, it will be fine if I don't seize the body, but once I do, I'm afraid I will be noticed..." Su Ming pondered for a moment, and suddenly his mind moved.
, raised his head and looked at the crack where the dead boy's body was located above the cliff of the abyss.
"You and I are destined to be together, so let me use your dead body... to make you look like... the most powerful genius in the history of the Seventh Sect!" Su Ming said lightly, and his body swayed.
Go straight up.
At this moment, in the July Sect, in the huge square that Su Ming saw with his consciousness, the red-robed man was sitting cross-legged. Surrounded by him were more than a dozen male and female monks with calm expressions, most of whom were sitting cross-legged indifferently.
While sitting, all his eyes fell on a huge crystal floating in the middle of the square.
There are countless pictures in the crystal, and there is a young man in each picture. Nearly ten thousand pictures are all showing... everything in the abyss now.
"This girl is good. She has found a spiritual tablet so quickly."
"This kid is also very good. He has a ruthless personality and is decisive in his actions. If his talent is good, he is also a promising person." More than ten people were talking to each other in the square with indifferent expressions.
The next chapter is a small climax...I also uploaded pictures of Yuxuan and the sword master Ling Tianhou in Xiannili. You can take a look at the prestige.
Finally... we will have another day off tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, we will continue to explode and rush to the first place!!