Chapter 10 One thousand one hundred and eleventh order
"The disciple ignored her, the disciple only followed the master!" Shi Yingxue was not discouraged, but she just felt that the woman was like this. In a short period of time, she scolded herself, the master, and her own disciple.
He also had no self-cultivation, and Shi Yingxue didn't like such a person.
"My disciple is good."
The two of them shuttled among the maple trees, and soon came to a huge stone monument.
There were many runes written on the stone tablet that Yingxue could not understand for a while, but Baili Jian made a seal in his palm and patted the stone tablet with ease.
"Disciple, this is the mountain-preserving stone tablet. Only those who know how to form the seals of our sect can open it. No one else can enter."
As soon as Bailijian's voice fell, the scenery behind the stone monument suddenly changed. Just now, there was a green maple forest in front of him. After Bailijian formed the seal, the scenery in front of him became an apricot forest with colorful fallen flowers.
A bluestone staircase that has gone through many years lies quietly in the apricot forest, going up step by step, and the height is even more looming, as if there is no end in sight.
"Disciple, this is the only way for us to go up the mountain in Zangfeng Valley. The stone steps are slippery and the road is long and difficult. In the past, when Zangfeng Valley opened its gate to recruit disciples, the first threshold was to walk up the bluestone steps. Only if you can finish it can you
You have the qualifications to enter the Hidden Front Valley. But you are still young and you may have to finish the journey..."
Before Baili Jian finished speaking, Shi Yingxue had already let go of Baili Jian's sleeve and walked up the bluestone steps.
"Hey, disciple, wait for me, master! You won't be able to finish the journey, so don't die from exhaustion on the road!"
Baili Jian scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously. He subconsciously summoned his magic weapon "rolling pin" and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Xue girl, why don't you go up the mountain with your magic weapon on the magic weapon?"
"Third junior brother, what the leader means is that you have made an exception and brought a mortal back to the sect this time, which is already very treasonous. If she can walk through the bluestone steps, Zangfeng Valley will recognize her as a disciple. If she can't walk,
"Finished, junior brother, you'd better...don't do such a thing next time." Suddenly an old man in a green robe walked out from behind Baili Jian. He looked to be about the same age as Baili Jian, but he was older than Baili Jian.
Li Jian looks richer and looks kind-hearted.
The old man patted Baili Jian on the shoulder, stopping him from getting on the magic weapon and chasing Shi Yingxue.
Baili Jian looked at the little figure hidden in the snow-white trees, and sighed: "Brother Jingbai, what are you talking about! She is still young! There are 1,111 bluestone steps in total.
There’s no way to finish walking up the steps! Don’t let this little girl get so exhausted!”
The old man who was called Jingbai Senior Brother by Baili Jian shook the whisk in his hand, and his tone revealed a sense of irresistibility: "Your eldest disciple is also a mortal. He was of the same age as her, and you insist on making an exception.
After accepting him, the leader asked him to walk up the bluestone steps. Only after he finishes walking can he become your direct disciple. Not everyone can enter our Hidden Front Valley. Just because you are lucky enough to pick up a single spiritual root does not mean that this
That's right! Taorou has already told me just now that your disciple can't even control the wind. She fell off your magic weapon, so she is nothing to be made of. You pity her, at worst, I will personally send her to a cultivating family in the future.
Now that the maid is well, it can be regarded as her good fortune."
The kindness on Baili Jian's face suddenly disappeared. He looked at Jingbai coldly and mocked: "What's the point of saying that my eldest disciple is a mortal now? You were all unwilling at first, but every year you are young.
For example, among the younger generation in Zangfeng Valley, Feiye is the only one who dominates? Aren’t you satisfied? There is a huge shortage of seedlings with single spiritual roots in this world. Even if this girl is a loser with five spiritual roots, I will accept her.
Oh! My little junior sister died tragically because you and the head master went your own way. I wanted to accept such a female disciple, but you refused? Okay, then I will take Feiye and go with her, and I will have nothing to do with you in the future.
That’s it!”
"You!" A trace of anger showed on his pure white and kind face.
"Hmph!" Baili Jian was too lazy to talk to him anymore. He waved his hand, took out his rolling pin, jumped up, and followed Shi Yingxue's footsteps along the bluestone steps.
"You can go after her! The leader has changed the formation of the bluestone steps. If you go in now, you may not be able to find her!"
"What!?"
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Shi Yingxue had no idea that her master and uncle had already had a quarrel because of her.
She still worked hard to climb the stairs on her own.
In fact, what Yingxue was thinking at that time was very simple. The female cultivator just now said that she was a waste, and the master also mentioned that the bluestone steps were the first threshold for the selection of disciples. Since she wanted to embark on this path of cultivating immortals, what should she do?
Can she use the master's ability and means to escape from the beginning? If she really took the master's magic weapon up the mountain today, then when the female cultivator sees herself and the master in the future, I'm afraid every word will be ridiculed, then she will
What a waste!
What's more, Shi Yingxue also wanted to know whether she was a talent.
She still didn't know how many stone steps there were ahead, nor how difficult it was to walk the 1,111 steps.
Shi Yingxue walked a little faster at first. She didn't know how long she had walked. She just kept counting in her mind and remembered that she had walked more than 300 steps.
The coarse cloth clothes on her body were soaked with sweat and clung to her body stickyly. When the breeze blew, it brought a thin layer of coldness, and Shi Yingxue couldn't help but shiver.
The steps on the ground were slippery. Shi Yingxue walked about a hundred more steps, and her feet felt like lead. She couldn't lift her legs at all. What she could see was the sweat dripping from her forehead, and the rocks under her feet.
Gradually the steps were no longer visible.
Shi Yingxue raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her face. Her foot slipped and she fell straight onto the bluestone steps.
The stone steps became steeper as they went up. When Shi Yingxue slipped, she fell down dozens of steps, and all her efforts were in vain.
The apricot trees on both sides of the road suddenly became distorted, no longer the beautiful scenery they had seen just now, but seemed to have transformed into ghostly shadows, followed by a sad and taunting scream.
"You are a waste! Give up as soon as possible!"
"There are still tens of thousands of steps ahead, it's better to give up than to fall to your death here!"
"If you keep walking and fall again, your head will bleed and your head will bleed! Give up as soon as possible!"
"There is a clear spring at the foot of the mountain. You must be thirsty. Give up now and go back to drink water."
"What's wrong with giving up? There have been so many people giving up like you over the past hundred years. It's not a big deal if you give up."
Yes, she has only walked this far. I don’t know how much more lies ahead, and she may still fall many times.
Yes, she was sweating profusely, her body was dirty and cold, and she had a dry cough. She didn't know how long she could hold on.
No, none of these should be reasons for her to give up!