According to records, Wanlian Sect has disappeared in history for countless years, and its disciples have almost died.

However, after so long, the old man still lives in the Wanlian Sect.

Is this old man an immortal or a ghost?

Or something else.

After passing through the hall, the old man led a few people to the mountain road.

I walked up the stone steps for about a stick of incense.

In the end, the few people stopped in front of a building that looked like a fairy palace.

This place is close to the halfway mountain. Qincheng looked around and saw only clouds and mists that obstructed their vision.

But I don’t know which peak they stepped into.

“This is the first peak.”

As if seeing through Qin Cheng's thoughts, the old man slowly spoke: "I, Wanlian Sect, have nine peaks in total. Newcomers who enter the Sect to receive inheritance are all here."

Everyone was a little excited. They were led here at this time, could they all accept the inheritance of this ancient sect?

"But it's a pity."

The old man sighed and said, "Because of the incident in the Wanlian Sect, my Wanlian Sect was seriously damaged, so many introductory assessments in the past cannot be carried out, so I can only keep it simple for you."

While speaking, the old man waved his black robe in front of him.

Suddenly the white mist dissipated, and a huge door ahead showed its appearance.

"This is one of the introductory assessments. Only by passing this sect can you be considered as a disciple of my Wanlian Sect and you can learn the Wanlian Sect's art.

Hearing the "Ten Thousand Refining Art", Mr. Dong's breathing became a little heavier.

"Of course there is another assessment." The old man in black robe showed a playful look and pointed to a stone table and several stone benches in front of the gate.

"Even if you play chess with me, as long as you can complete the requirements, you can pass the test and accept the inheritance."

After the old man said that, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Cheng and the others.

"I'm done, which one do you choose?"

Qin Cheng first looked at the stone table. There was a pair of Go on it, with black and white pieces intertwined, and this choice was quite obvious.

But when he looked at the gate, he felt that the aura behind the stone gate was strong, as if the sharp blade hidden in the scabbard seemed to be hidden in something extraordinary.

Davis and others were also in trouble.

"Senior, I have an ancestor token. Can I tell me what is behind this stone gate?" asked Mr. Dong.

"Yes." The old man didn't think about it, and a light fell into Mr. Dong's mind as he waved his hand.

Mr. Dong was stunned at first, then his expression changed drastically, and soon he was sweating profusely.

It seemed as if behind the gate, he saw something that scared him very much.

"Senior, are we currently passing the level with our cultivation level? Also, if you die inside, is it true..." Mr. Dong adjusted his breathing and asked after a while.

"The token of your ancestor is only enough for me to answer the question once." The old man in black robe interrupted him with a cold face.

Mr. Dong hesitated for a few moments and made a decision.

"Senior, I'm willing to play chess with you."

The old man smiled slightly and looked at Qin Cheng and Davis.

"We are willing to play chess." Several wild wolf helpers naturally did not dare to compete for the inheritance, and said quickly.

Davis hesitated for a moment, but said, "I want to go through this stone gate."

"Where are you?" The old man looked at Qin Cheng.

For some reason, Qin Cheng felt that the old man looked at him, as if he was a little different from others.

"I choose the stone gate." Qin Cheng said without hesitation.

"There may be great danger behind the stone gate. Aren't you afraid?" the old man said with interest.

"But the younger generation is not good at playing chess."

Qin Cheng's honest words made the old man stunned, and then he burst into laughter.


Chapter completed!