Near the vast White Bone Mountain, a group of teenagers are climbing at the moment.
The youngest is only eight years old, and the oldest is over thirty years old.
Ahead are more than 1,800 steps, made up of piles of white bones. There are formations engraved on them, which can form illusions to influence the mind of the monks. The more powerful the monks are, the more they are suppressed, and the greater the influence. On the contrary, the more powerful the monks are, the more powerful they are.
It is low and has less impact.
Plop!
With a sound, a young man rolled down the steps.
Fall to the bottom.
The illusion disappeared, and the young man's eyes were full of unwillingness, anger, and helplessness.
The next moment, there was another sound, and another boy rolled down.
The young man who was originally unwilling felt much better.
At this moment, another young man stepped forward to climb the first step. However, when he climbed the steps, the formation patterns were activated and he fell into an endless illusion.
Some young people fell down, but there were also young people climbing up, and there was an endless stream.
But most teenagers will fall down the steps, and only a few will climb successfully.
The White Bone Stairs is one of the entrance exams for the White Bone Demon Sect.
Among the many sects in Yue Kingdom, the White Bone Demon Sect has the lowest requirements and is the most suitable for ordinary monks.
To join some cultivating families, you need to have spiritual roots, at least three spiritual roots; if you want to join the Hehuan Demon Sect, women must be as beautiful as flowers, and men must be handsome and unrestrained, but not ugly; to join the Blood Demon Sect, you need strong Qi and blood.
It requires a certain amount of physical training talent.
You can join the White Bone Demon Sect, you just need to be determined.
Regardless of their birth background, whether they are rich or beggars, mortals or monks, whether they have spiritual roots or not, they are all qualified for the assessment and have the possibility to join the White Bone Demon Sect.
As long as you are determined, you only need to go through 1,800 steps and climb to the top of the mountain.
"I succeeded!"
At this moment, a young man climbed to the top of the mountain and couldn't help shouting.
When the teenagers below the mountain saw this scene, they felt a flash of jealousy and envy.
The black-clothed monk stepped forward and said: "Congratulations, you have become a handyman disciple of the White Bone Demon Sect. You will get a [Bone Refining Technique], two Tiancan Taoist robes, a magic weapon, and several treasures."
"Thank you for your advice, senior brother!"
The young man said happily, his body trembling slightly.
The servant disciples are also the disciples of the Holy Sect, and they can also become immortal masters, and become a being above ten thousand people.
If you dare to fight hard and get some opportunities, you may even become a foundation-building ancestor.
The man in black nodded and led the young man to disappear.
"I also want to become a monk of the Bone Demon Sect..."
Among the crowd, Zhang Yuan looked at this scene with a look of determination in his eyes.
When he was eight years old, his family tested his spiritual roots and found that he had no spiritual roots and was destined to be just a mortal. Watching his friends embark on the path of cultivation one after another, he was naturally unwilling to accept it. So he trudged all the way to the White Bone Demon Sect.
Just because the White Bone Demon Sect recruits disciples, it does not look at spiritual roots, qualifications, understanding, luck, or background. It only looks at whether their mentality is firm and whether their will is strong.
This is his only choice.
Zhang Yuan's steps flashed, and when he stepped onto the steps, he was in a trance and fell into a dream.
I don't know how much time had passed, but when Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, he found that he was standing on the top of the mountain and had a panoramic view of the mountains below.
"Congratulations, junior brother, for becoming a handyman disciple of the White Bone Demon Sect!" said the monk in black.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Zhang Yuan responded excitedly.
At this moment, a dark golden sun rose up in the void, appearing thousands of meters high, exuding terrifying pressure, and its aura was overwhelming the world.
After just one glance, Zhang Yuan felt his eyes hurt and couldn't help but look away, tears streaming down his face.
At this moment, a voice came from the void: "True Lord Xuanji, came to the White Bone Demon Sect for advice. Fang Wuliang, do you dare to fight me?"
As he spoke, a terrifying threat came down.
The spiritual energy in the void made a hissing sound, and the spiritual energy was flowing violently, as if the tide was surging, and the terrifying pressure swept everything.
Plop!
Under this pressure, Zhang Yuan fell to his knees on the spot.
The moment he knelt down, the pressure on his body suddenly disappeared.
The senior brother in black next to him wanted to keep standing, but he fell to his knees in less than two breaths.
The monks nearby were like felled wheat. One after another, they knelt on the ground, showing signs of submission, with shock in their eyes.
His expression was filled with enthusiasm and envy.
Zhang Yuan knelt on the ground and looked at the golden sun again. The sun's rays dispersed, revealing the face of a handsome young man with a slender and tall body and skin as white and tender as jade. Standing there, he seemed to be the center of the world.
Heaven and earth are opened for me, and the sun and moon rise for me.
The long river flows for me, and the mountains dance for me.
I am alive and everything in the world exists.
When I die, everything disappears!
"So powerful, this is a top true king!" Zhang Yuan's eyes showed a look of fanaticism. He didn't have any resentment towards the etiquette of kneeling, but took it for granted.
For ordinary monks to kneel down in front of the true king, this is not humiliation, but supreme honor, respect for strength, and humility for the peak.
"Fellow Taoist, what do you mean when you come to my White Bone Demon Sect?"
A terrifying aura then came down, like a spring breeze blowing on the face. The terrifying pressure dissipated, and a man in white appeared in the void. He looked middle-aged and was as elegant as a scholar.
It is Fang Wuliang, whose Tao name is Wuliang Zhenjun.
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"Finally, you have shown up!"
Lu Xuanji smiled.
Fang Wuliang, the supreme elder of the White Bone Demon Sect, is a half-step god-transforming expert. He once failed to attack the god-transformation, but he was defeated and did not die. He is the top giant of the Yue Kingdom and the most top-level existence under the god-transformation.
Fang Wuliang is also the backstage behind the Wang family and the Zheng family.
At one time, the eldest elder of the Fang family and the head of the Zheng family were both disciples of Fang Wuliang.
Maybe the Fang family and the Zheng family teamed up to suppress the Lu family and it had nothing to do with Fang Wuliang. After all, this man was busy attacking the gods and had no time to care about small things.
Looking for Fang Wuliang to discuss things is the best way to solve the problem.
He is a top true king, and he also needs face. Naturally, he cannot use the big one to bully the small ones and take action directly against the Wang family and the Zheng family. He can only take action against the other party Wuliang.
As his figure flashed, Lu Xuanji left the White Bone Demon Sect with a flash of footsteps, and Fang Wuliang followed closely behind.
The golden light flashed, and Lu Xuanji landed a hundred miles away and stopped.
Fang Wuliang also stopped and asked, "What do you call fellow Taoist?"
"Chu State, Danyang Sect, Lu Xuanji!"
Lu Xuanji said.
Fang Wuliang said: "I have heard of your Taoist friend's name. He just came to my White Bone Demon Sect. What do you mean?"
"I heard that fellow Taoist is a top-notch expert under the Transformation God. I'm here to ask for advice and test the world's swordsmanship!" Lu Xuanji said, a magic sword appeared on his palm, and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist, let's make a move!
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"My fellow Taoist is in Chu State, and I am in Yue State. We seem to have no grudges!"