The woman in front of me has a cold but beautiful face, a tall and graceful figure, slim legs, slender legs, and a heroic appearance. Her whole person exudes the perfect aloof temperament.
This image simply fits the definition of a heroine in the minds of all monks.
It's so perfect.
It was love at first sight.
This life is hers.
Xi Renyuanjun felt uncomfortable under Xiao Jin's fiery gaze and felt on pins and needles. He knew he was a little disgusted, so he glanced at him coldly.
It's my heartbeat, I can't avoid the bad eyes...
This glance almost cost Xiao Jin half his life.
"Her name is Xirenyuanjun, you can get to know her."
Wan Lei covered his mouth and smiled evilly. He was extremely excited when he thought about seeing Xiao Jin deflated.
"Xiren Yuanjun, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a monk...hiss, what a beautiful name..."
Xiao Jin murmured to himself, suddenly coughed dryly, straightened his posture, and said with a smile,
"Hello, Miss Yuanjun, here comes Jin Ping..."
"roll."
"..."
Seeing Xirenyuanjun's frosty and repulsive temperament, Xiao Jin shrank his neck and quickly backed away.
How could he have imagined that the noble Bingshan Yujie in front of him was actually a slut at heart...
Wan Lei and the others waited for a full day before the assessment of the three of them was over.
Among the three of them, Huofeng and Dada only reached a distance of more than ninety miles before dying. After knowing their own limits, the two did not hold on. Anyway, they had already scored 2,800 points.
Surprisingly, Qingwu persisted until the end and scored a perfect score of 3,000 points.
"Let's go and pass the second level."
Xia Yubing shouted and ran towards the second passage first.
The seven people came to the foot of the high mountain and stood in a row.
They themselves also have a desire to compete, not only to surpass Wan Lei's performance, but also to compete with each other.
After all, everyone is the son of the Immortal Lord, who is worse than the other.
In the first level, the time difference between the four people was almost the same. Han Xiaoyun was first, Wan Qianxin was second, Xia Yubing was third, and Bao Bao was fourth.
This time, Xia Yubing worked hard and must get first place.
"Ahem, everyone, for this second level, my score is twenty-nine minutes, and Xiaoyu's score is eighteen minutes and forty seconds. Remember, if you can't exceed it this time, you will be out of luck. After all, the score for the second level is 18 minutes and 40 seconds.
In the three levels, we defeated the enemy with one punch, which is already the limit."
"Don't underestimate others Wan Xiaolei, we will definitely defeat you!"
Han Xiaoyun glared angrily.
"It will defeat you."
Bao Bao echoed, waving his little fist.
"Without further ado, I want to take first place, please help yourself."
Xia Yubing spoke calmly and pretended.
"Get first place!"
Bao Bao agreed.
"Someone is bragging again."
Wan Qianxin opened his mouth and taunted.
"Bragging again."
"Bao Bao, can you have some opinions?"
"A little boss...eh?"
"Let's get started, we're waiting for the show."
Wan Lei announced with a smile.
Hearing this, the four little ones jumped up the steps with a whooshing sound. The four of them walked as fast as flying. They walked on the steep steps as if they were on the ground. They left the three of them behind from the beginning.
"Let's not be in a hurry, let's take our time."
Da Da smiled honestly.
"Then you are still running so fast, please wait a moment!"
Shiranui Qingwu shouted loudly.
Da Da also rushed to the front.
Qing Wu and Huo Feng looked at each other. Neither of the two plastic best friends was convinced by the other. Since they couldn't win the first place, they couldn't fall to the last place either.
The seven people climbed up with all their strength, and the crowd around them was making loud noises and shouting.
"Come on, son of the Golden Immortal, I think you can take first place this time!"
"The daughter of the Fire Immortal Lord is the most powerful, I think she can definitely take first place."
"Why."
"Because she is the prettiest."
"Come on, little girl in the green skirt, you are the cutest and the best."
"That's not right what you are saying. I think the young man in black is the calmest. He is not as anxious as the other three. He accumulates experience and advances at a steady speed. He will definitely be able to overtake us in the end."
Hearing this, the four little ones were unhappy and even stopped on the steps.
"You don't want this one in black clothes or that one in green clothes, and you don't want to be the son of the Immortal Lord. We are new disciples with the same names and surnames as you. You can call us by our names."
At that moment, the four little ones introduced their names seriously before continuing to climb up.
"There is an illusion after the 80,000th level. You all should be careful and don't be fooled by the illusion. The sooner you escape, the less time it will take."
When approaching the 80,000th level, Wan Lei reminded loudly.
Going up 80,000 steps, the four little ones rushed up several thousand more steps and suddenly stopped.
Everyone knew that they had encountered an illusion.
The expressions of the four people were different, and Wan Lei observed them carefully.
He saw that Xia Yubing's face was very strange, her expression was a little shy and a little embarrassed, her eyes were shining and she was a little excited.
This guy must have seen that he really married eighteen wives.
Han Xiaoyun's face was the happiest, like a little girl who saw her favorite toy.
Wan Qianxin's expression was solemn and angry, his cultivation level was surging inside his body, and he would take action at any time.
Bao Bao's face was filled with fear, and he even stepped back several steps.
After more than ten minutes, the four little ones gradually returned to normal.
After the four of them woke up, Xia Yubing and Han Xiaoyun felt a little disappointed, while Wan Qianxin and Bao Bao breathed a sigh of relief.
"What illusion did you see?"
Wan Lei asked with a smile.
"I won't tell you."
Xia Yu's face turned red and she quickly climbed up. The other three had no intention of speaking.
In the end, Wan Qianxin was the first to reach the top, which took him 45 minutes, and the other three climbed to the top one after another.
The main reason is that they have spent a long time in the fantasy world. The four of them are still young and their minds are not very determined.
After more than half a day, Qingwu reached the top first, while Huofeng and Dada fell behind.
"What is your fantasy?"
The four little ones asked curiously.
"Illusion? What illusion?"
Qingwu looked confused.
Wan Lei smiled slightly, Qingwu had mastered the Heart Fire in his own cultivation, and he had received the Heart Fire inheritance from the ancestor of the Weeping Desire Sect, so naturally he was not afraid of the Heart Fire in this passage.
After Dada and Huofeng came up, the group started to pass the third level.
The old man who presided over the competition was extremely happy. During the year of his rotation, he first met Wan Lei, then Fang Xiaoyu, and now the son of the Immortal Lord. He encountered all competitions that no one else could host in their lifetime.
"Come on, come on, it's still the same old rules. It's the same as when Wan Lei, Fang Xiaoyu and the others competed. Anyone who wants to compete with the son of the Immortal Lord can give it a try."
The people below immediately cheered and raised their hands enthusiastically.
"Everyone is very enthusiastic, so... Yao An, it's just you."
Among the crowd, Yao An, who had a bandage on his chest, one arm hanging, and gauze on the back of his head, trembled all over.
Why is it me again...
This kind of wool cannot be harvested by a sheep... This chapter has been completed!