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06 Sunset Gate

() The long motorcade drove along the winding official road in the morning light. The sound of loud chatting and laughing came from the motorcade.

After crossing Broken Ridge Mountain, the convoy drove on the wide official road for two days and two nights.

Finally on the third day, I saw a huge and beautiful mountain and river. The white jade steps of the tall rocks were four meters wide, and they led to the top of the mountain in an unusually neat way.

Ling Chen left the carriage and stood aside, looking up at this huge mountain range with a conflicting view. The lush and dense unknown giant trees grew all over the field. Feeling the rich aura of this mountain range, Ling Chen couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

The mouth is floating in the air...

"Ouch, it's so high, we have to move it up again." Zuo Chun and Soy Sauce dejectedly untied the rope connecting the wooden box to the carriage, looking uneasy.

Halfway up the mountain at the mountain gate, two young men wearing white robes with carved sunrises were standing, chatting lazily. The two outer disciples guarding the mountain gate looked down disdainfully at the people who were carrying large wooden boxes up the mountain.

In the eyes of many clerks, these wastes without the slightest talent in qualifications are only qualified to do the work that ordinary people should do.

While Zuo Chun struggled to carry the big wooden box, he introduced each one to Ling Chen who was going up the mountain with him;

"Junior brother, you see, the ones above are the outer disciples, the monks in the 'Spirit Gathering Stage'. The hierarchy of the black world is very strict. The Tenth Heavenly Heaven refers to most of the people in the Servant Academy, including us. After the Soul Gathering Stage,

After officially entering the realm of monks, there are the mortal realm, the spiritual realm, the spiritual realm, the realm of kings, the realm of venerables, the realm of saints, and the last emperor realm that breaks through the limits. No one has been able to do so since the bloody dawn.

Breakthrough. For hundreds of thousands of years, the Black World has not heard any news about breaking through the imperial realm."

"Xiantian, Soul Gathering Stage, Mortal Realm, Channeling, Spirit Transformation, King, Venerable, Saint, Emperor Realm..." Ling Chen murmured these names to himself. For some reason, there was a voice in his heart.

Calling myself to achieve these things, even though I know that I am too weak to do anything, my agitated mind has never been able to calm down.

They followed Zuo Chun Soy Sauce and walked halfway up the mountain. Because Ling Chen had serious injuries on his limbs, Soy Sauce and Soy Sauce told Ling Chen to stand far away to avoid hurting Ling Chen.

Gradually, the man carrying the wooden box in front stopped, and the heavy wooden box fell on the white jade steps. They all looked angrily at the two proud outer disciples guarding the mountain gate.

"What's going on?" Soy Sauce put down the wooden box on his shoulder, stood on tiptoes and looked above his head.

Zuo Chun, who was also sweating profusely, put down the wooden box in his hand, pulled the jumping soy sauce and asked;

"What's going on with soy sauce? Why did it stop suddenly? I'm exhausted."

Soy Sauce stood up, his face filled with frost, and he looked at the two outer disciples halfway up the mountain with an angry expression;

"It's them who are blocking us from going up the mountain."

Ling Chen looked around and saw two outer disciples standing high on the mountainside looking at the few guys in front of them with disdain, as if they were still arguing or something...

"What's going on? Everyone get out of the way." Uncle Gao panted and struggled to climb up the hill. Ling Chen hurriedly stepped forward to help Uncle Gao. Soy Sauce and Zuo Chun saw Uncle Gao coming up and immediately shouted forward;

"Get out of the way, Uncle Gao is here, everyone, get out of the way."

After separating from the many waiters blocking the stone steps, Ling Chen helped Uncle Gao to reach the halfway point of the mountain.

"It's Senior Brother Gao Li. Long time no see. Senior Brother, you're having a great time in the courtyard."

The one on the left side of the two arrogant outer disciples looked sarcastically at Uncle Gao who was approaching in the aisle.

After struggling to stand upright and pushing away Ling Chen's support, Uncle Gao shook his head and whispered;

"Two junior brothers, we have come back more than once to purchase items needed by the sect. Why did you stop me from going up the mountain for no reason this time?"

"Don't you know the rules? Every time you enter the mountain, you have to submit a sect token. Do you have to let us break the rules just because you are a senior brother?"

"That's right, two junior brothers, this is a token. Please be sure to keep it." Uncle Gao smiled and took out a rather large cloth bag from his sleeves. He handed it to the outer disciple on the right whose name mocked him.

Weighing the weight of the bags in their hands, the two outer disciples looked at each other and smiled under the cannibalistic looks of many waiters. Then the outer disciple on the left smiled harmoniously;

"Senior Brother Gao, couldn't we have avoided this little misunderstanding if we had taken out the sect's token earlier? Hey! Remember to teach you a lesson next time."

"That's right! That's right. Remember it next time." He signaled with both hands to the people behind him not to cause trouble. Uncle Gao lowered his head and agreed.

Ling Chen looked at the two outer disciples with hypocritical faces. Although he had forgotten his memory, it did not mean that Ling Chen was a fool. Even an idiot could see the fishiness in the so-called token and feel the pain in his body.

Weak, Ling Chen tried not to look at the two people because he vaguely felt the killing intent spreading deep in his heart...

After a while, a token was shot out from the hands of the outer disciple, and quickly flew into the void under the huge door plaque behind him. It seemed as if it flew into the water and caused ripples. The gradually clear mountain road turned into another strange scene;

There is a light white mist lingering in the field, and many mountain birds and wild cranes fly leisurely among it. From the top of the tall peak, a waterfall falls three thousand feet, and the surging water falls on the underground river, splashing water.

fog……

Uncle Gao and Ling Chen stood on one side, letting the guys carrying wooden boxes step into the bizarre wonderland...

Finally, Ling Chen supported Uncle Gao and slowly stepped into the spiral passage under the door plaque. Then, the rotating white spiral gradually dissipated and returned to the previous white jade steps...

The surprised Ling Chen looked at this ethereal fairyland and fell into great astonishment. He stared blankly at the countless peaks standing in the light white mist, which looked so ethereal, so beautiful, and so fascinating...

"Haha, let's go, little Ling," Uncle Gao looked at the astonished Ling Chen and shouted with a smile.

"Oh," Ling Chen forgot about his previous displeasure with the outer disciples and quickly followed Uncle Gao.

Why do you have to climb such a steep mountain wall to enter the sect? Ling Chen was puzzled as he watched many workers carrying wooden boxes and struggling to climb the bamboo forest path leading to the mountain.

"Stop complaining, kid, you have to be like them in the future. This is the status of the weak in the dark world. They want to survive! They are still in the innate realm and can only work as handymen. Otherwise, they will be homeless in the war-torn black world. Guaranteed

You will die faster than staying in the middle gate and working as a handyman.”

"Xiantian realm? What realm do you have to reach to get rid of the drudgery of being a handyman?" Ling Chen asked Uncle Gao who was walking in front in confusion.

"Like those outer disciples, you can be qualified to participate in the outer disciple competition when you reach the spirit gathering stage. You work hard at the same time. I am optimistic about you." After speaking, Uncle Gao quickly followed the guys in front...

Ling Chen stood there and murmured to himself;

"Spirit Gathering Period?"


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