On the Colorful Bridge, Chen Tongxuan looked at Han Mo and others below with satisfaction.

Very good, this is the spirit that the younger generation of monks in my blessed land of Qingxi Mountain should have!

I control my own life!

In the past, the handyman disciples of Qingxi Mountain Blessed Land rarely participated in the Trial of the Three Peaks of Juexian!

For no other reason than for one reason, fear!

Afraid of death, afraid of injury, afraid of fighting!

But this time, under the influence of Han Mo, there were thousands of servant disciples who were willing to risk their lives.

With this courage alone, they won!

Chen Tongxuan believes that in the near future, these people will be qualified to become entry-level disciples!

The mountain owner is very optimistic about Han Mo and the others, but that doesn't mean everyone is optimistic about them.

Some newly promoted disciples who did not have the courage to go through the Trial of the Three Immortal Peaks themselves felt sour in their hearts when they saw that Han Mo and others had the courage to "send death" and could not help but ridicule them.

"Oh, it's really weird. Why are there so many people rushing to die in the Trial of the Three Immortal Peaks this year?"

Many people in Han Mo's team were unhappy and glared angrily at the new disciples who made sarcastic remarks.

Some people with fiery personalities even want to retort!

Han Mo turned a deaf ear to these sarcastic remarks. His eyes were firm, his back straight, and he walked forward step by step.

The heart of seeking the Tao is extremely firm and will not be disturbed by external things!

The handyman disciples who were following Han Mo all shut up and moved forward silently when they saw Han Mo like this.

Their small team, silently among the crowd, swam upstream.

Each of their faces was tense, silent and determined.

Looking at this silent team, the onlookers felt an inexplicable and shocking power in their hearts.

Those sarcastic guys seemed to have their necks strangled. A force from behind silenced them all, and they could no longer utter even a single noisy syllable.

Just like that, under the spotlight of everyone, Han Mo led thousands of servant disciples and appeared below the main peak.

They are preparing to participate in the Trial of the Three Immortal Peaks!

The old disciples on the side looked at Han Mo and the others, and their eyes also changed.

From initial ridicule and contempt, to now appreciation and recognition.

This group of handyman disciples is not simple!

No matter how far these people can go in the Trial of the Three Immortal Peaks, their courage to move forward is enough to be respected!

At this time, there was another commotion in the crowd.

There was a lot of movement this time, everyone was exclaiming, surprised, and couldn't believe their eyes.

"Wha, what, he, he actually wants to pass the Trial of Juexian Three Peaks!"

"He, why did he do this? Doesn't he know that the trial of the Three Peaks of Juexian is dangerous?"

"There is absolutely no need for him to take this risk. There are so many big shots vying to accept him as a disciple. Why is he going to go through the Trials of the Three Peaks of Juexian?"

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In everyone's disbelieving eyes, a young man's figure slowly walked upstream towards the bottom of the main peak. He also wanted to participate in the Trial of the Three Immortal Peaks!

This man was carrying a black cloth package. He had an ordinary appearance, but his whole body contained a strange temperament. He seemed to be a peerless sword hidden in a sheath. Although he did not show any sharpness, he could not hide the inherent indifference of his body.

The light coming from it continuously attracts everyone's attention.

Li Ping'an is a natural swordsman!

Li Ping'an moved forward slowly until he came to Han Mo's side, and then stopped.

Li Ping'an looked at Han Mo, and then at the small wooden sword in Han Mo's hand.

Li Ping'an's always indifferent face rarely revealed a hint of intimacy.

"Han Mo, we meet again."

Han Mo couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Li Pingan.

"Li Ping'an, why did you come to participate in the Trial of the Three Immortal Peaks?"

Li Ping'an smiled faintly and looked towards the distance, seeming to be looking in the direction of Chen Xiaobao.

"Participate in the Trial of the Three Immortal Peaks, perform well, show it to my future master, and let him accept me as his disciple!"

Han Mo frowned slightly when he heard this.

What nonsense is this Li Pingan talking about?

With his astonishing qualifications, it is not a matter of just a few words to decide who he wants to be his disciple. Others want to cry and beg him to let him become his disciple!

Why does he need to participate in the Trial of the Three Immortal Peaks to win the appreciation of his master with his performance in the trial?

But soon, Han Mo no longer wanted to meddle in this business, because the Trial of the Three Peaks of Immortal Realm officially began.

On the Colorful Bridge, Chen Tongxuan's eyes flashed with light. He waved his hands and made a series of dazzling handprints.

Mysterious runes were continuously being punched out along with the handprints and amidst the stirring of spiritual energy.

The runes shone brightly, echoing the restrictions placed on the sect's main hall.

The entire sect hall suddenly shook, and countless dust fell.

These dusts, carrying the breath of time and years, are like the sect's main hall, slowly unsealing from the long river of time, and waking up little by little.

Seeing the changes in the sect's main hall, everyone suddenly had an illusion again.

The entire sect hall does not seem to be a dead building, but a powerful magic weapon with powerful power and full of aura.

At this moment, this magic weapon is being unsealed bit by bit and is about to release part of its power.

At this time, Chen Tongxuan fired his last hand seal, and a complete forbidden magic circle formed in the air.

The forbidden magic circle rotates, the aura shines, and soars into the sky!

At the same time, there were a total of nine gates in the sect hall, and the smallest gate on the right was shaking.

Mysterious runes appeared on the ancient door, echoing the restraining array in the air.

Chen Tongxuan exhaled and shouted, "Open!"

This "open" sound carries mysterious power, just like the constitution of heaven!

The entire Qingxi Mountain blessed land was shaken.

Immediately, the smallest door on the right side of the sect's main hall suddenly opened.

When the door opened, it was not a large hall with tables, chairs, benches, and carved beams as everyone imagined.

What shocked everyone was that behind the gate, there was a void.

The void is turbulent, and the spiritual energy is like a tide, spinning violently, forming a whirlpool.

Chen Tongxuan's majestic voice sounded again, "Qingxi Mountain Blessed Land, the Trial of the Three Peaks of the Immortal, has officially begun!"

As these words fell, the turbulence in the void suddenly shook, and an extremely powerful suction force erupted.

Standing under the main peak, Han Mo, Li Ping'an and everyone felt the irresistible suction.

Their bodies rose into the air involuntarily and were sucked into the ninth sect's main hall.

Some of the handyman disciples didn't know what was going on, so they instinctively screamed in fright and struggled wildly.

However, in front of this powerful sect-level force, they were helpless and were sucked into the hall in the blink of an eye.

This feeling of being sucked is very unpleasant. Even the veteran disciples are mostly not used to it. Their faces are pale and sweat breaks out on their foreheads.

On the other hand, Li Ping'an and Han Mo, one looked calm and indifferent, not taking this seriously at all, while the other looked resolute, holding back the discomfort.

When they saw the scene in front of them clearly again, everything around them had already changed.

They discovered that the place they were in was no longer the blessed land of Qingxi Mountain, and the surrounding scenery was extremely strange and desolate.

The surrounding area is bare, dark brown gravel ground, not even a weed.

Boom!

The sound of the rushing river came, like the roar of a giant dragon.
Chapter completed!