It was a dark night with dense clouds, no stars or moon to be seen, and no light in the night sky.
The strong wind blew, and the oil lamp hanging in front of the state church's altar swayed in the wind, as if it would go out at any moment.
Han Bin has been kneeling here for three days and three nights. During these three days, he has not eaten an inch or touched a drop of water. He has fainted several times in the process. If it were not for the belief in his heart that kept him going, he would have passed out long ago.
.When he thought of his aging parents and the emotional betrayal, he told himself that he couldn't sleep, he couldn't sleep, and he had to persevere.
Faith is a terrible thing, it can infinitely magnify a person's perseverance to an unimaginable degree.
Suddenly, the door opened, and the believer who had persuaded Han Bin before came out with a bowl of hot soup in his hand. When he saw Han Bin shivering under the night wind, he hurriedly walked to his
In front of him, he said: "Little brother, drink this!" If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that a fifteen-year-old child could persist until now. What on earth gave him such determination?
Han Bin's closed eyes slowly opened. He had not eaten for three days, and his face was already pale and bloodless. Looking at the hot soup, he wanted to take a sip, but he held it back and said gratefully: "Uncle
, thank you, I won’t drink.”
"Boom!" A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by thunder. The white lightning flashed with claws and claws, as if it was going to tear the entire sky apart. After the thunder, it began to rain lightly, and the rain became heavier and heavier.
It was hazy, and the rain, blown by the strong wind, blew to the front door and fell on Han Bin.
Han Bin's clothes were soaked, and they clung to his body tightly, feeling indescribably cold. The coldness on his body was nothing compared to the coldness in his heart. Liu Xihan's words echoed in his heart. Why did he hold his hand?
If he can't control his own love, why can a general control his life and death? He doesn't have the ability to resist. Thinking of this, the chill in Han Bin's body disappeared a little, and the belief in his eyes became hot. He knelt down on the ground,
Lowering your head makes a difference.
At this moment, it seemed that he was the only one left in the world.
I don't know how long it took, but Han Bin saw a figure appearing in front of him in a hazy state. He looked at it carefully and saw that it was the old man in red.
The old man sighed and said: "You were seriously injured, but you can still persist until now. Your perseverance is unparalleled."
Han Bin said nothing and stared at the old man, which was his last hope.
The old man was also moved by Han Bin and said slowly: "Do you really want to become an immortal?"
Han Bin nodded but still said nothing.
The old man waved his hand and said: "That's all, since you have this obsession in your heart, I will take you there! But before I say that, even if you go, you may not be able to become a disciple of the sect."
Hearing this, the coldness on Han Bin's body disappeared without a trace in an instant. He used his last strength to say: "Immortal, as long as you take me there, I will definitely work hard and I will definitely..." He was too tired.
Three days and three nights without food was beyond what a fifteen-year-old child could bear. After saying this, he fainted and fell to the ground.
The old man sighed again, waved his long sleeves, and a strong wind fell on Han Bin and swept him into the state religion altar.
Han Bin was taken to a guest room by the old man. When he saw Han Bin on the bed, the old man sighed, "I didn't expect it! You gave the elixir I gave you to someone else. Don't you know that even if he took this
This pill can only temporarily relieve the injury. Well, since I met him in heaven and am destined to be with him, let's save his life!" He raised his right hand, with a soft white light emitting from his palm, and then pressed it on Han Bin
's brain.
After a while, Han Bin's body also emitted a faint white light, and the meridians in his body connected together at an unimaginable speed until he returned to normal.
After finishing all this, the old man's face turned slightly pale and he whispered: "I have done everything I have to do. It depends on your fate from now on." He seemed to be talking to Han Bin, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
In this way, another three days passed before Han Bin woke up. As soon as he woke up, another young man in white came in and said, "Are you awake?"
Han Bin looked at the young man in white, then at the room, and asked, "Where is this place?"
The young man in white smiled slightly and said: "You are lucky. Seeing your perseverance, my uncle made an exception and asked us to take you to the sect."
Han Bin felt happy and hurriedly said gratefully: "Thank you, uncle."
The young man in white seemed to have heard someone call him that for the first time. He smiled bitterly and said, "Am I that old?"
The other person was only twenty years old, so it was not an exaggeration to call him uncle. Han Bin didn't know what to call him, so he smiled awkwardly.
The young man in white said: "Just call me by my name. My name is Wang Feng."
Wang Feng took Han Bin to the courtyard, where dozens of children were. When they saw Han Bin, they were all stunned.
Zhang Yuan didn't even look at Han Bin, and said calmly: "I will take you to the sect now to see if you can become an official disciple. You have to perform well next." After talking, he waved his long sleeves and rolled up dozens of people.
The disciple flew into the sky, and then said to Han Bin and Wang Feng on the ground: "Junior brother Wang, I will take them away first, and I will leave that kid to you!"
Wang Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, grabbed Han Bin and said, "Let's go."
Han Bin only felt that he was grabbed by a strong force, and his body left the ground, and then there was a sound of wind. He subconsciously opened his eyes, and the strong wind blew, and his eyes suddenly hurt, but he still endured and looked around. He looked
When Wang Feng stepped on a long sword, he caught him in his hand and flew quickly in the air. Looking at the ground again, the house had become the size of a palm and kept retreating.
"If you don't want your eyes to go blind, just close them." Wang Feng glanced at Han Bin and reminded.
After hearing this, Han Bin closed his eyes obediently and felt the feeling of flying in high school.
After a moment, his body suddenly fell, and then landed on the ground. Han Bin opened his eyes and looked around. He was halfway up the mountain. At his feet was a huge square with thousands of children standing there.
Looking outside the square, there are clouds and mist, and you can vaguely see the looming mountain peaks. It really feels like a holy land of immortals.
Han Bin, like other children, was fascinated when he came here. This kind of situation only appeared in the storyteller's mouth, and now he actually saw it. Everyone was excited, thinking that they could practice cultivation in the future and become powerful.
Everyone was excited about the magical magic that could lead to immortality.
"There will definitely be tests later." Although Han Bin was happy, he was not excited at all. The old man's words echoed in his mind, and he might not become an immortal even if he came.
Suddenly, light flashed in front of the square, and ten young men in white appeared one after another, including Zhang Yuan and Wang Feng.
Zhang Yuan glanced at the square and said in a deep voice: "Those with three-star spiritual roots and above should go to the left, and those with three-star spiritual roots and below should go to the right."
Thousands of children were divided into two teams. There were only more than a hundred children on the left, and the rest all stood on the right.
Han Bin stood on the right, looking at Zhang Yuan like the children.
After Zhang Yuan said something to the senior brothers around him, he then said to the more than a hundred children on the left: "Wait a minute, the senior brothers will take you to the inner courtyard and become official disciples." As soon as he finished speaking, five people in white clothes
The young man flew towards the more than one hundred children, each with more than twenty people, and took them flying into the sky.
After more than a hundred children left, Zhang Yuan looked at the remaining children and said: "In addition to talent, cultivating immortals also requires perseverance. The following is a test of perseverance. If you can persist, you will not become a formal disciple.
If you can't hold on to your qualifications, I can only send you back." As he said that, he pointed to a trail next to the square and continued: "Follow this mountain road, and you will see a big mountain, and then there is a river.
There is a flag on the other side of the river. If you walk to the flag, you will be considered qualified. I will give you one day. If anyone can't persist, just give up and someone will take you away."
After hearing this, all the children ran quickly to the trail. Han Bin also followed the crowd and ran over. After walking along the trail, all the children were stunned when they saw the mountain in front of them. This mountain was at least a hundred feet high.
, even an adult would have to climb over it in a few hours. Can a teenager complete it in one day?
At this moment, all the children were confused, looking at the mountains in front of them, not knowing what to do.
Finally, a child shouted: "If you pass these three levels, you can become an immortal. If you can't pass it, you can go home and farm. Don't think about it." The child ran up the mountain at a fast pace. It was obvious that he had practiced kung fu.
When the other children heard this, they also ignited the blood in their hearts and ran up the mountain quickly.
Although the mountain is not high, it is extremely steep. Many children gave up halfway because they lost strength and almost fell off the mountain.
Han Bin had been helping his family with farm work since he was a child, and his physical strength was quite good. After the old man helped him connect his meridians, his strength also recovered.
Gritting his teeth, he walked step by step and finally reached the top of the mountain. Before he could take a breath, Han Bin suddenly slipped and rolled down the mountain. This scene made the children who were going down the mountain widen their eyes. Everyone's eyes were wide open.
All eyes fell on Han Bin, watching him roll to the foot of the mountain without blinking.
Han Bin was not the first child to cross the top of the mountain, but he was the first to reach the foot of the mountain.
After rolling down the mountain, Han Bin's body was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and he looked like he was dead.
Two children who came to the foot of the mountain ran to him, and one of them worried: "He won't die!"
Another person also shook his head and said: "It looks like he won't survive, let's call the immortal!"
"I give up." The child shouted loudly.
With this shout, white light flashed in the air, and a disciple in white appeared in front of the two of them.
Seeing this scene, the disciple was also stunned and said: "Which of you shouted?"
The child who was called by the ancestors pointed at Han Bin and said: "Immortal, I think he is about to die, so..."
That disciple was none other than Wang Feng. When Wang Feng saw Han Bin, he was slightly startled. Then he thought of something and sighed: "In order to get there first, I can't go down the mountain in this way. Isn't this courting death?"
Then, he picked up Han Bin and took him back to the sect for treatment.
At this moment, Han Bin in his arms moved and said urgently: "No, you can't take me away."
Wang Feng was startled, looked into his arms, and said with a wry smile: "You are so injured, why don't you give up?"
Han Bin's face was pale, but his consciousness was very clear. Fortunately, the mountain was covered with weeds instead of bare rocks, otherwise that blow would have killed him. But even so, the bones on his body were broken in several places, although they could not
It's terrible, but I can't walk like a normal person.
Han Bin shook his head and said with his last strength: "I didn't shout give up, you have no right to take me away." He struggled to break away from Wang Feng's hand, picked up a wooden stick from the ground, supported it, and limped toward
Walk to the river.
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