Chapter five hundred and ninety seventh contemporary master
The expert Taoist waved his sleeves, and a strong wind blew in the canyon and mountain stream.
The clouds and mist immediately surged, as if boiling, and the thousands of iron locks immediately shook more violently. Except for a few people, most of the candidates could only carefully balance their bodies little by little and move forward. It took them a long time to do so.
to the front third.
At this time, a demonic wind blew, and they immediately panicked. Hundreds of people screamed and fell down, into the clouds and mist, and disappeared. Only their voices still echoed in the peaks.
The remaining people had a hard time, and most of them could only crouch down hastily, or even just hold on to the slippery and cold iron locks with both hands, and their bodies were shaking thousands of feet high in the sky.
The Dao Dao Sect did not require them to walk over and crawl over little by little with both hands. It was obviously a good choice. Soon, most of the candidates switched to this method to resist the influence of the strong wind. It was just a matter of looking at it.
Somewhat funny.
Only a handful of candidates were still standing and walking, but their speed had to be greatly slowed down.
Cheng Lin was walking at the front, and he noticed the wind blowing the moment he did it. He was not in a hurry, he just activated his control ability to the extreme. His feet seemed to be stuck to the iron rope, and his figure swayed from side to side, like in a strong wind.
An ant on the clothesline continues to move forward with determination.
However, before everyone could fully adapt, a strange chirping sound could be faintly heard in the wind.
"call……"
An examinee was walking forward, and suddenly he looked down at his feet and saw a falcon-like raptor fluttering its wings in the mist and rushing up. This raptor was extremely fierce and looked full of evil, and it immediately launched an attack on him.
The examinee instinctively wanted to resist, but he was holding on to the iron rope with both hands and was unable to fight back. He was hit and fell neatly into the sea of clouds, which made the people around him tremble with fear.
Sure enough, the next step was to hear the roaring sound as birds of prey rushed towards them one by one. The candidates had no choice but to hold the iron rope with their left hand and pull out the weapon with their right hand, or fight back with sword fingers, palm knives or fists.
These birds seemed to have no special abilities, but their claws were sharper and more fierce. Soon, some weak candidates were wearing tattered clothes and their chests were dripping with blood. They were unable to let go and fell down, seeking rescue.
And the rest are not having a good time. Although they can resist for the time being, they can continue to move forward with only one hand left. They have become a target. As time goes by and their physical strength is exhausted, they will inevitably fall.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt cold.
Many of them thought they were sure of success after passing the second level, but they never imagined that the third level would be so difficult. After all, out of nearly a thousand people, it was a question of whether ten people could resist the other side in the end.
Even Ji Xuan, the girl in purple, the young man in gorgeous clothes and others felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, their pace suddenly slowed down and they could only move forward slowly.
On the shore, He Miao clenched her fists when she saw this scene. She completely ignored her surroundings and just stared at the deepest part of the clouds with wide eyes. However, Cheng Lin had been in for a long time and could not see clearly.
But just as something bad was gradually rising in He Miao's heart and her palms were clammy, suddenly, the middle-aged monk on the shore raised his eyebrows, and a look of emotion appeared on Gu Jing Wubo's face.
Immediately, other people watching the battle also noticed something unusual, and heard countless strange whistling sounds in the valley!
The sound was completely different from that of a raptor, sharp, heavy, and increasingly clear.
"Sword! It's a sword!"
Suddenly someone shouted loudly.
Pointing to the road ahead.
Between the two peaks, under the rolling clouds and mist, there were ancient swords roaring towards them, densely packed and endless.
Those swords seemed to have been hidden under the abyss. At this time, under the guidance of unknown forces, they all rose up.
On the iron rope, the candidates who were struggling to fight the raptors couldn't help but look desperate. They were already almost hopeless, and now there was another attack. In this case, how many people would be able to pass the level alive in the end? I'm afraid.
No one is left, right?
On the shore, the middle-aged monk also had thick clouds on his eyebrows and was confused. As far as he knew, there were only two types of tests: strong wind and raptor. What was going on with the sword movement? Could it be a certain peak master?
Was it even the leader’s doing?
While thinking, he couldn't help but look somewhere in the fog.
That direction is where the main peak of the Dao Sect is located.
However, what the middle-aged monks didn't know was that the two people standing on the main peak were also shocked and didn't know what happened.
At this moment, those swords actually strangled the large group of birds. For a moment, the sword blade passed by, and the raptors screamed and fell with blood. In a short time, less than half of the raptors in the sky were killed, and the rest dispersed in horror.
, disappeared without a trace.
Then, the sword edge tore through the clouds and mist, and large tracts of clouds and mist broke apart and were blown away by the wind, finally revealing the figure in thin white clothes standing on the iron rope.
Cheng Lin's eyes were half closed, and he looked at the long sword floating in front of him, covered with green patina and moss, expressionlessly, but his heart was filled with ups and downs.
Previously, when the raptor first appeared, he noticed the violent vibration of the He Sword in the spiritual world. Then, he tried to expose the hilt of the He Sword, which actually caused the valley to roar, and countless iron swords flew towards them, and were driven by the He Sword.
, Cheng Lin tried a little, and it turned out that he could control this.
"Could it be said that this is the He Jian of this world?"
Cheng Lin looked at the sword floating in front of him and murmured questions in his heart. At this time, he also noticed the changes around him and the eyes coming from all directions. He suppressed his surprise and held the sword behind him. Immediately, thousands of swords roared in unison,
They all fell into the valley again, as if nothing had ever happened.
The peaks are silent.
Only the mountain breeze blows slowly.
It was not until this moment that the middle-aged monk and the head of the Dao Sect realized what had caused this scene, and the candidates understood what exactly happened. Without making a sound, Cheng Lin continued to move forward, walking towards the other side.
A few seconds later, the boys and girls hanging on the iron rope woke up from their dreams and moved forward one after another. Without the interference of those raptors, even the strong wind did not stop, and the next journey became extremely smooth.
The leader and other major peak masters did not speak, and the middle-aged monk who was the examiner did not know what to do. He could only watch a large group of people successfully reach the other side.
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When the middle-aged monk floated to the other side, he was faced with hundreds of happy and anxious candidates who had survived the disaster. The original plan was to admit more than ten people, but at most twenty people, but now, there are so many more.
, he couldn't help but have a headache. He looked towards the main peak, only to find that the leader had already disappeared.
"Elder, have we passed the test?"
One person asked anxiously. After all, strictly speaking, they would not be able to pass the test.
After a moment of silence, the middle-aged monk finally sighed. Since the leader didn't say anything, it was obviously his acquiescence:
"Forget it, congratulations to all of you, you have officially entered our Dao Dao Sect. My surname is Zeng and my given name is Ji. I am the deacon of Dianzang Peak, not an elder. Someone will arrange for you to move in. Classes will start tomorrow morning. Keep this in mind."
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Zeng Ji left, and the newly promoted Dao Dao Sect monks were led and arranged to move in. During this period, many candidates came to Cheng Lin specifically to express their gratitude and to build relationships.
After all, during today's exam, although he didn't know the details, Cheng Lin had already defeated several hot candidates in front of him and became the leader of this class of monks.
According to past experience, those who can come out on top in the entrance examination must be brilliant geniuses, and then they will be taken under the sect and trained as successors. As long as there are no big problems, it is very likely that a hundred years later,
No matter how difficult it is to take over the leadership of a sect, you can still take charge of a peak and be extremely powerful.
Those losers took the news out and also publicized Cheng Lin's name. For a time, the name spread throughout the mainland and was given countless praises.
Even within the sect, among the more than a hundred people, many people already addressed Cheng Lin as "elder brother."
Cheng Lin didn't care about this. He was just sitting in the small courtyard assigned to him at the moment, looking at the sword in his lap quietly, and the narration in his mind that the second mission was completed had just faded away.
The small courtyard is extremely elegant and quiet. Because the number of people admitted this time exceeded expectations, I heard that some people live together temporarily, but a few outstanding performers such as Cheng Lin were assigned separate rooms.
He Miao also moved in. Every inner sect monk had a boy. Cheng Lin had one himself, so there was no need for one from the sect.
"Young Master, this is a scripture distributed by the sect. I want you to familiarize yourself with it in advance."
He Miao changed into the robe of a servant of the sect, returned happily holding a stack of books, and then placed them in front of Cheng Lin.
Compared to Cheng Lin, he was obviously more excited.
"Master, seeing as it's getting late, I'll go get you some food."
Xiao Zhengtai glanced at Cheng Lin, not daring to disturb him from reading, and left.
After he left, Cheng Lin curiously opened the scriptures. There were many books, including the main introduction to the Dao Sect.
The practice system of this world is different from that of Earth. I don’t know if it’s due to translation, but the terminology of realm is very familiar.
"Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, deity transformation, Mahayana, transcending tribulation immortal."
"Well, the Tribulation Immortal refers to the realm of successful ascension. I don't know how high it corresponds. The Earth Emperor realm has not ascended. Maybe it can be used as a reference? No... This world seems to really have the so-called fairyland. According to this
According to records in the classics, the Dao Dao Sect has produced ascending immortals in its history, and has also given feedback from the immortal world... Assuming that this deduction is indeed related to the time on the Wutong Immortal Island, then the Immortal He used the Immortal Talisman from the immortal world at that time... This
It can also be proved sideways... Therefore, the two worlds’ cultivation systems cannot be forced to correspond.”
"Hmm, but according to the description above, it seems that I am currently only in the Qi training stage?... Well, it should be the peak of Qi training, and the liquefaction of spiritual energy is the description of the peak... I heard that Deacon Zeng Ji is in the golden elixir stage, but he
It gives me the impression that I am only at the fifth or sixth level, so my true strength is equivalent to a golden elixir, but according to the system of this world, it is Qi training..."
Cheng Lin put down the book, feeling quite a headache.