Even though Chu Ge was already in an extraordinary mortal body, his limbs felt stiff at this time, and his whole body was filled with a biting cold air. He rubbed his hands, took a breath of warmth, raised his eyes and looked towards the far distance.
I saw a majestic and magnificent white palace standing where the sky and the earth meet.
"What the hell, is this the ninth floor of the White Jade Temple?"
Chu Ge thought to himself that such a scene reminded him of the time when he threw himself into the river and died, and his soul went to that mysterious chaotic world.
There, he was just like that, walking for several days and nights before he reached the Three-Day Gate that stood between heaven and earth.
Then he climbed up the 9,000-meter ladder, desperately trying to get to the top of the clouds. He recently connected to the three heavenly gates and opened the heavenly gate that symbolized "life".
Shaking his head slightly, Chu Ge recalled his memory and continued walking towards the white palace.
About two hours later, Chu Ge finally walked to the palace, pushed open the heavy door, and walked in.
"Is it an illusion?"
When he stepped inside, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. It was no longer the vast snowy land before, but a Taoist temple full of ancient meaning.
"Kid, you're here."
At the main entrance of the Taoist temple, there is an old Taoist with white hair and a crane face, holding an old broom and sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
"Is it you?"
Chu Ge was surprised. This veteran was Chu Ge's previous opponent. Although his appearance was old and his face had gone through many changes, Chu Ge could still find traces of his youth on his face. More importantly, his temperament remained unchanged.
"It's me." The old Taoist smiled, then handed the broom in his hand to Chu Ge, and said: "Sweep up the fallen leaves for me, old man. I am old and my body is weak."
Chu Ge's face twitched.
Nonsense, who beat me so badly just now?
Just pretend!
Chu Ge took the broom, looked at it carefully, and thought to himself: "This may be an extremely powerful spiritual weapon!"
However, no matter how he looked, he didn't find anything unusual about this broom.
The old Taoist smiled and said: "Kid, this is just an ordinary broom!"
Chu Ge coughed lightly after being exposed by the old Taoist.
"It's not that easy to get a treasure. Let's finish the work first." The old Taoist smiled, went to sit cross-legged on a bluestone nearby, closed his eyes and rested.
This is most likely the test of the ninth floor of the White Jade Temple.
Chu Ge nodded, thinking what he said made sense.
Swish, swish, swish!
He held the broom in his hand and swished it a few times on the ground, and the fallen leaves were swept into a pile. In a few dozen breaths, Chu Ge had cleaned up all the fallen leaves.
"Old Dao, I'm done."
Chu Ge shouted.
The old Taoist said nothing, still closed his eyes, and said: "Look again, is it really clean?"
“It’s clean”
Before he finished speaking, Chu Ge turned around and saw that the fallen leaves that had been swept into a pile seemed to be blown up by the wind and fell all over the ground. Chu Ge immediately exploded: "Old man, you are playing tricks on me! It must be your way.
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The old Taoist didn't deny it, he let out a bad smile and said: "So what, you can do anything to me."
Chu Ge showed a helpless expression. Yes, he could beat the old Taoist no matter what. Looking at the rogue appearance of this old Taoist, I am afraid that even reasoning could not defeat him.
well.
Chu Ge let out a long sigh and had no other choice but to pick up the broom again and sweep the fallen leaves all over the ground as the old Taoist said.
This time he learned a lesson, sweeping all the fallen leaves into a pile, and then controlled them with his vitality, letting the strong wind blow, but he couldn't stir up any waves.
The old Taoist sighed: "Child, you are watching!"
I don’t know when the dead leaves fell on Chu Ge’s shoulders.
Chu Ge raised his head and saw that these fallen leaves came from the tree.
The ancient branches are lush and leafy. If the leaves are allowed to fall, I am afraid that it will not be able to clean them in three days and three nights.
Chu Ge took the broom, pointed it at the old man, and said angrily: "Just tell me how to complete the task, and stop playing tricks on me!"
The old Taoist smiled and said: "So, you gave up and admitted failure?"
Without waiting for Chu Ge to answer, the old Taoist continued: "You are a genius. You have such strength at a young age. Even in ancient times, you are a rare and unique genius. But, let me ask you, since you stepped into the
At the beginning of the world of immortality, have you ever experienced real failure?"
Chu Ge was suddenly startled.
He is the soul of the 21st century, and since he lives in this body, he can be said to have gone smoothly, rising strongly, and it seems that he has never experienced failure.
He was defeated by Leng Xue, but Chu Ge did not feel that he had failed. In a sense, Chu Ge still won.
Chu Ge shook his head.
The old Taoist showed an expected look and said: "Your path is too smooth. Smoothness is a good thing, but if it is too strong, it will be easy to break. The more smooth people are, the more afraid of failure they are. Just like you now."
Chu Ge raised his head in shock and looked directly at the sharp gaze projected by the old man.
Afraid of failure?
Chu Ge couldn't help but ask himself, am I really afraid of failure?
"Look, I just asked you to do such a small thing, and you thought I was playing tricks on you. Why don't you find a solution to the problem yourself." The old Taoist stared at Chu Ge, his eyes sparkling.
Chu Ge was silent for a long time.
"Old man, you are right."
After a long time, Chu Ge's voice sounded.
Boom!
Chu Ge circulated his whole body's vitality, and the ancient tree collapsed with a groan.
He grabbed the void with his right palm.
Bang!
No matter what ancient trees or fallen leaves, they all turn into dust and disappear with the wind.
Chu Ge put his hands behind his back, looked at the old Taoist and said with a smile: "Old man, this is the root cause."
"You, you, you" the old Taoist pointed at Chu Ge, his fingers trembling and he was speechless.
Chu Ge hummed: "You're good enough. You dare to tell me the truth. Stop talking nonsense. Tell me how you can pass the assessment on the ninth floor of the White Jade Temple."
Chu Ge doesn't care what the old Taoist said about failure. If you are really afraid of failure, then don't fail.
Besides, Chu Ge has been on the verge of death. How can a person with two lifetimes of memories be repelled by a small setback?
He looked at the old man with a smile.
"All right."
This time it was the old Taoist's turn to be helpless. He calmed down his expression and said with a slight wry smile: "Actually, you have already passed the test on the ninth floor of the White Jade Temple. You are on the first floor."
"You mean the challenge on the battlefield?" Chu Ge's eyes flashed.
"The battle platform on the first floor of the White Jade Temple will arrange its own opponents based on the challenger's qualifications."
Chu Ge cut off Lao Dao's words and asked directly: "Are all those opponents alive?"
"They are all wisps of consciousness left by the geniuses from ancient times in the White Jade Temple. They have no life."
"What about you?"
Chu Ge stared at the old Taoist with burning eyes. It was easy to understand that those people were lifeless, but the old Taoist in front of him was obviously alive.
"I?"
The old Taoist chuckled and said, "I am the previous owner of the White Jade Temple."