"Who is it? Who is plotting against me?" The big man in brocade clothes was furious. He turned his head, glared with a pair of eyes, and scanned everyone one by one with his feet pointed up. [](] How dare Lang Fei agree and insist on leaving.
Everyone tried to persuade him for a long time, but found that he could not stay, so they had no choice but to let him go according to his wishes.
Seeing all the cultivators looking at him as if they were staring at a rare treasure, the thief didn't dare to stay for a long time, but he could only run away, as if he was fleeing, throwing away his arms, and in the blink of an eye he was gone.
Que Langfei ran away like a plague god. When he turned back to Fangshi, it was already bright. Thinking about what he had seen and heard last night, he left Fangshi without stopping, looked for Ji Lei Mountain, and flew straight towards the east. [wcm｜
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When word spread about Ji Lei Mountain's opening of a sect to recruit disciples, Lang Fei encountered dozens of casual cultivators along the way, making it difficult for him to release Bai'er, so he had to rely on his own true energy to fly in the air.
Stopping and moving, at the speed of flying in the air, it took two days, and Lang Fei guessed that he was not far from his destination. At this time, there were more and more monks traveling eastward, and there were walking birds passing by, and the people on them were
He would often turn his head, glance at these poor ghosts with a sarcastic look on his face, turn his noble face back, and shoot away. There were also monks who were in the same situation, but they did not stick together. They often met by chance on the road and made hostile expressions to each other.
There is a tendency to draw swords against each other over disagreements.
Lang Fei took all this in his eyes and somewhat understood it in his heart. However, when some casual cultivators on the road looked at them maliciously, he only smiled in return, or speeded up and passed by, or slowed down to think.
In this way, I flew unhurriedly in the air, and in the evening of the third day, following the setting sun, I finally saw countless figures scattered under the clouds on the edge of a towering giant peak.
Lang Fei knew that the front must be Ji Lei Mountain, so he slowed down his escape speed a little, swept down lightly, and threw himself into the clouds.
Throw yourself into the clouds in the mountains and hear the wind in the green mountains. In a blink of an eye, you can penetrate the clouds that block your sight, and a strange scene flashes out in the distance below you. A majestic giant peak with the sky on top stands between the sky and the earth. The mountain surface is covered with light clouds and smoke.
, misty and hazy, like a veil, looking inward, it is difficult to discern even the green mountains, Mo palace.[]
Lang Fei knew that there was a mountain-protecting formation outside. He moved his gaze downwards and looked from mid-air to see where there was any foot of the mountain. When he reached the giant peak, the stretching mountain seemed to be cut off by a knife. There were actually dozens of miles outside the giant peak.
There is a circle of bottomless abyss. Even if you are high in the sky and focus your eyesight, it is difficult to distinguish the depth. You can only hear the muffled sound of thunder and the dazzling purple lightning.
With surprise in mind, Lang Fei slowly descended and fell into the crowd not far from the abyss.
Just after he landed, without enough time to watch, Lang Fei turned his attention to Jilei Mountain, but he saw a jade hanging ladder that went straight into the mountain clouds beside the cliff not far away and stretched out of thin air on the abyss. Looking from a distance, it was really breathtaking.
If the green moss does not grow, it is difficult to find wisteria. If the green moss does not grow, a jasper rainbow flies. The wisteria is hard to find. A few light smoke circulates. The peak is really a good peak, covering up the sun and the sky and covering the stars. The abyss, of course, is an abyss.
The thunder and lightning shook the sky.
After watching for a long time, Lang Fei gathered his thoughts and focused his attention on the monks around him. He saw groups of ten and five gathered together to discuss something. Occasionally, there were a few like him.
When a lone cultivator meets his eyes, they all look at him coldly with a stinking look on his face.
Lang Fei didn't care, and looked away. After a brief estimate, the number of casual cultivators in the valley should be three hundred. Thinking about the rumor that Ji Lei Mountain had only been in Yunei for three to five days, so many people had gathered, and the scene was so grand.
It certainly deserves the name of the Ten Sects.
Turning around and looking at the figures that were still falling from time to time in the sky, Lang Fei shook his head, and to hide from the silence, he found a place to sit in the shade of a rock.
Unexpectedly, it was only half a day here, and by midnight, five hundred people had gathered here. Looking from a high place, the figures of the casual cultivators in the entire valley were like ants blown away by the wind, scattered everywhere.
All.
"Everyone..."
Lang Fei was half leaning and half sitting behind a rock, squinting his eyes and taking a nap when he suddenly heard an erratic voice coming from the cliff at the end of the valley.
Like other monks, he hurriedly stretched out his head and looked far away. Through the cold moonlight, he saw a young man wearing a water-colored robe standing on the jade steps in front of the abyss. The moonlight fell, and his chest
The two purple thunderbolts embroidered are particularly eye-catching.
"Everyone... you are here, I think you are here for the purpose of hiding the door and attracting talents. If it is convenient, please come and gather together so that you can hear the sermon and introduce the details."
The young Taoist's words were so appropriate that Lang Fei smiled unconsciously. A famous sect must have such character.
Upon hearing this, the casual cultivators, some coming from behind the rocks and some from the woods, all came out in a mess, hurriedly moving towards the young Taoist priest. They were all holding back their eagerness, for fear of fear.
If one is slow, good things will happen to others.
Lang Fei turned around on a piece of gravel ground and followed him slowly and slowly. After a while, everyone gathered in front of the young Taoist. Lang Fei was at the end of the queue. He scanned his consciousness and couldn't help being secretly surprised.
When he arrived last time, he didn't look at each person carefully. Now he used his spiritual sense to identify them carefully, but he found a few eye-catching people. The two people at the front who were facing the young Taoist were not the refining monks.
When Lang Fei was slightly startled, the young Taoist in front of him looked at the two old refiners in front of him, cleared his throat, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Everyone, we are the ones who are making ugly remarks. As of now, more than two people have participated in the assessment on the mountain.
Batch, and you are the third group. There are elders on the mountain to monitor, if there are people among you who have been brushed off twice before, you should just quit honestly and don't feel uncomfortable."
After finishing, no one was seen who was trying to make up the numbers, the young Taoist said again: "Here, there are some Taoist friends whose cultivation is still above the Tao. I won't say more, but I just want to repeat the things that need to be paid attention to on the way up the mountain."
At this point, the young Taoist raised his hand to the emerald jade ladder behind him and said: "To show your sincerity for this grand event, please walk up the mountain. If you have any objections to this, you can stop here. There is another point, if you are halfway
Those who leap will also be excluded."
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, Lang Fei looked along the jade steps. He used his spiritual sense to measure the places beyond his sight. After a rough calculation, the length of the hanging steps was probably not ten thousand feet away. If he didn't rely on flying and only climbed on foot, it would indeed be a time-consuming and consuming task.
A matter of strength.
He was secretly calculating there, and naturally the group of casual cultivators could not help but whisper to each other. The young Taoist allowed them to shout, and after a while, the voices gradually died down, and then he said: "Fellow Taoists, I must have made a decision in your heart. Once you get up,
If you go to the peak, you and I will be brothers in the same sect from now on."
After saying this, the young Taoist stepped aside and nodded to the group of casual cultivators.
The first few people in line looked at each other, fearing that they would be one step behind. They clicked their toes on the stone surface, jumped out, followed the jade steps, and rushed towards the top of the mountain with all their strength.
The jade steps are more than two feet wide. Although there are no guardrails on the left and right, it is not a dangerous place for these monks. In a short time, most of the casual cultivators have already rushed up the jade steps. Lang Fei was not in a hurry and still stood still.
He was enjoying the cool weather on the spot. At this time, he noticed that one of the two refining monks, an old man with a goatee, did not move. He only stared at the figures retreating on the jade steps and remained silent.
Lang Fei watched with cold eyes, wondering what the old man with the goatee meant by this move.
After tea time, all the other monks had left, leaving only this old man, a young man and the young Taoist staying in place.
"You two? Are you still not ready?" The young Taoist looked at the two of them, feeling a little puzzled. Although they had to go through some tests after going up the mountain, the performance of the two people in front of him was too indifferent.
After listening to what the young Taoist said, Lang Fei smiled slightly, nodded at him, gave the old man a meaningful look, took one step forward, and walked up the mountain slowly.
The old man had a gloomy face and looked coldly at Lang Fei's back. The look he just gave him made his heart tremble. When he walked away, he couldn't help but feel resentment in his heart and murmured: "Son, you asked for this.
No need to blame me."
"This fellow Taoist?" The young Taoist saw him standing there, muttering something as if in a trance, and couldn't help but remind him again.
However, the old man with the goatee only held his hand in front of him and made no reply. He looked at the center of the jade steps, took a step forward, and chased Lang Fei away.