Dedicate One’s Mind

The evil light dispersed, and what appeared in front of Wu Yi was a stone staircase with no end. The stone steps were all made of white marble, as smooth as a mirror, and beautiful. However, the height with no end in sight was still disappointing. Wu Yi didn't even have the desire to climb. It reached straight to the sky and seemed to pierce the sky. It would take him who knows how many years and months to reach the top.

As if he could read Wu Yi's thoughts, Senior Brother Ying beside him said: "This is part of the sect's mountain protection formation. It contains the way of changing time and space. If there is an invasion by a foreign enemy, this ladder is enough to trap the enemy. Let it get lost in it.”

Senior Brother Ying paused, took a careful look around, and said through Wu Yi: "Besides, this is a path of asking one's mind. If your mind is firm enough, these endless stone steps will melt when you step on them." It’s a smooth road without any obstacles. This stone step was used for several real entrance tests.”

Hearing that this stone step was being used as a venue for the true entrance test, Wu Yi couldn't help but take a deep look at the stone step and leaned forward slightly, as if he was about to step on it.

Senior Brother Ying was shocked when he saw Wu Yi's actions, and hurriedly pressed Wu Yi's shoulders and said: "Junior Brother, don't do anything stupid. If this stone staircase is not opened by the sect and you break in alone, there will be no way to reopen it for you. Yeah, you're going to be trapped and die."

"Isn't there anyone who goes in and comes out with their own strength?"

"Of course there is, but there is almost nothing that can tempt such a firm human heart. Once you go in the right direction, and the position of Cave Heaven is within reach, you don't need to take part in the True Inheritance test, just become the True Inheritance directly." Senior Brother Ying said as if he was joking. The above paragraph.

Wu Yi glanced at the stone steps again and retracted his desire to step up. After looking at the stone steps, he always felt that Dao Yun was much more lively and lively beside the stone steps. This was the reason why he really wanted to set foot on the stone steps.

What Wu Yi doesn't know is that one of the functions of the stone steps is to condense and purify the Tao Yun. It can not only allow those who have not understood the Tao Yun to form and understand their own Tao Yun as quickly as possible, but also allow those who have understood the Tao Yun to perfect it as soon as possible. One's own understanding of Tao Yun can better mobilize the laws of heaven and earth.

"Junior brother, let's go." Senior brother Ying patted Wu Yi's shoulder, pointed at a path opened by the two elders, and shouted.

Wu Yi hummed, followed the others around the stone steps, and walked along the side path.

What surprised Wu Yi was that the distance on the path was very short. When he saw the stone steps leading to the sky, he thought that the mountain gate was built in a very high place, and he was ready to walk for several hours, but he did not expect that a stick of incense would lead him there. The moment has arrived. Although it is not close, it is much closer than psychological expectations.

Naturally, this is the benefit brought by the two elders. In fact, every outsider, whether an elder or a disciple, will receive an formation order. In principle, the distance from the formation to the mountain gate is not allowed to fly or use magical powers. , monks can only walk, and the higher the cultivation level, the higher the level they will get, and they can enter the mountain gate faster. If the cave sky power can even fly in directly, the ordinary foundation-building monks may really have to walk for several hours, and Wu Yi, these Qi refining monks, will take even longer.

At first glance from a distance, the mountain gate looks very small. The two pillars are also mottled dark red and somewhat dilapidated. They are only three feet high. Even the mountain gate of the Liucheng Yiqi Taoist Temple that Wu Yi practiced before is much more majestic, but When Wu Yi looked again, he found that the mountain gate had suddenly doubled in length, and was still growing upward. Wu Yi had to raise his head high to see it after taking a few breaths. The mottled wood paint seemed to have been repainted, and it was extremely bright. , colorful clouds appeared on both sides, and the golden light was compelling.

What made Wu Yi's heart palpitate the most was that he could no longer control his head and could only be forced to continue to look upward. However, his acupuncture points were open and his body flexibility was far beyond ordinary people. At this time, he felt as if his cervical spine was about to be broken. , rattling sound.

Knowing that the problem should be caused by his looking down on this mountain gate before, Wu Yi apologized silently in his heart. He finally got rid of the fate of being manipulated and was able to lower his head. However, he tried his best to lean back and suddenly lowered his head. Wu Yi suddenly heard his cervical vertebrae. With a click, he could only hang down helplessly and could no longer raise his head.

Senior Brother Ying's strange voice came from beside him: "Junior brother, are you okay?" Wu Yi knew as soon as he heard it that he must be gloating at this time, otherwise the voice would not be so strange, but it can also be inferred that he was also I have endured this hardship.

Just like that, Wu Yi lowered his head, as if dejected, more like worshiping, not daring to look directly at the mountain gate, and walked through the mountain gate tremblingly. Even when he walked through the mountain gate, he quickly quickened his pace. Without even looking at the scene, he just hurried past.

After passing the mountain gate and walking a long way, Wu Yi guessed that he had escaped from the surveillance of the mountain gate. He slowly raised his head, and with a click, his head returned to its original shape, which made Senior Brother Ying on the side give a thumbs up and said: "Junior Brother Good job, senior brother, it took several hours to get back to his original state."

Wu Yi raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that there were many people with drooped heads, most of them were disciples who had just entered this place, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

When he was forced to raise his head, he realized that this mountain gate should be a magic weapon. The grade should be not low enough to be used as a mountain gate. You can see that it has developed spiritual intelligence, but it is obviously an old treasure that is not known how long it was born. , and even teasing these new disciples is a bit disrespectful.

Not long after Wu Yi came up with the idea, a sinister voice suddenly appeared in Wu Yi's ears, "Boy, what are you thinking about?"

Wu Yi swallowed his saliva, turned his body slightly, and rolled his eyes, but he saw nothing. But when he turned back, he suddenly saw a little beast appear in front of him and float in the air. It had a lion's figure, two horns on its head, and a goatee, which was very cute.

But Wu Yi would never have this view at this time. He suddenly stopped and dared not move forward, so that Senior Brother Ying behind him bumped into Wu Yi's back and said dissatisfiedly: "Junior Brother, why are you standing still?"

The little lion was already in front of him, Senior Brother Ying would not have seen it, but his current behavior clearly meant that he did not see the little lion, which could only mean that the little lion did not want Senior Brother Ying to see it.

"It's okay, Senior Brother, I just suddenly thought of something, let's go." Wu Yi apologized.

This little lion should be the spirit of the magic weapon of the mountain gate, and it should have the ability of telepathy. Since it heard it, Wu Yi did not dare to deceive it. He said in his heart: Senior, please don't bother with me about this matter. If there is anything I want me to do, I will do it without hesitation.

Admit your mistakes, it's right to admit your mistakes. Facing such a magic weapon spirit like an old naughty boy, Wu Yi was helpless and did not dare to have any distracting thoughts.

"I have been on duty here for many years and have seen tens of millions of people. You are one of the few people I can't see through."

Wu Yi's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't change his face. He thought: Senior, this joke is not funny.

"I feel your heart tremble. I haven't seen such an interesting young man like you for a long time. Come and tell me. I promise not to tell those white-bearded old men." As he said that, he jumped on Wu Yi's head and slapped Wu Yi's head with his feet, making Wu Yi's complete Taoist bun messy.

With such an ancestor jumping on his head, Wu Yi neither beat nor scolded him. Seeing that the people around him were indifferent to the changes in his hair, he realized that it must be the little lion that helped him cover it.

Then he said helplessly in his heart: Senior, I don’t know what you want to ask, how to answer you.

"It’s okay, you have a month each time you come in, take your time, just pick up what you know, I’ll listen." The little lion slapped Wu Yi’s head hard, saying it very indifferently.

This ancestor actually has the idea of ​​staying for a long time. Wu Yi’s heart bleeds, and suddenly a light flashes in his mind, thinking: Senior, I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you, I only have half a month to practice.

Unexpectedly, he was hit harder, and Wu Yi cried out in pain, attracting the people around him to look over. Wu Yi had to pretend to be attracted by the wonderful scene of the fairyland in front of him, and exclaimed from the heart. Everyone looked away with contempt, and Wu Yi touched his nose helplessly and sighed.

"Outer sect disciples have their own sect rules and regulations when they enter the inner sect to practice, how can they be changed." The little lion suddenly became righteous and spoke righteously, speaking to Wu Yi respectfully.

Wu Yi had to explain in detail how he killed Yuan Qingxi, of course with emphasis, but I don't know if the little lion heard it.

After listening, the little lion said contemptuously: "You deserve it," and turned his head and said: "Half a month is enough."

Wu Yi had to use his trump card, thinking: Senior, the Yuan family has already sent his children to fight with me to the death, I am afraid they have no time to reply to you.

"I guarantee that your Yuan Ling will not be destroyed and you will rebuild the ghost way." The little lion choked Wu Yi speechless, and he had to accept the fate of a little lion lying on his head. He walked tremblingly and treading on thin ice all the way, mainly because he could not have any distracting thoughts, otherwise he would be beaten hard. Although it was not particularly painful, it was really embarrassing to be startled.

Continuing forward, Wu Yi and his companions often found a light passing through the sky. They thought it was a foundation-building cultivator practicing in the inner sect. Some people would stop to greet the two elders at the front of the team and perform a Taoist ceremony.

Wu Yi and his companions were led by the two elders to a bamboo forest. A bamboo building was hidden among the bamboo shadows. The bamboo building seemed to be newly built, lush and green, emitting a bright green light. The lower floor should be connected to the underground spiritual veins to absorb spiritual energy. The spiritual energy rose like clouds, as if floating on the clouds, and a fairy atmosphere came to the face.

The two elders turned around, and the old elder said with a serious face: "This is the place where you will practice for the next month." He threw something out and said: "This is your identity token. With this, you can enter the bamboo building to practice. After three days, you will officially enter the Sutra Pavilion. Don't delay."

Wu Yi took the item thrown by the elder and took it in his hand. It was a bamboo leaf, just like bamboo jade, very hard, with a bright light flowing on it, and faintly visible seal characters for birds, that is, Xuanwen.

"Nothing, let's go first." The old elder waved his sleeves, summoned a white cloud, and drove away on the cloud. The purple-robed elder also left.

"Junior brother, the Yuan family disciple should come to see you in the next two days. You should postpone it for now and wait until your cultivation time is up." This was the last time Senior Brother Ying sent a message to Wu Yi before he left, but he did not explain things clearly. For example, Wu Yi always wanted to know the cultivation level of the Yuan family disciple, but Wu Yi turned around and thought that no matter how high the disciple's cultivation level was, it would not be higher than Qi Refining. After all, they were still in the same realm, so there was no need to worry too much.

Looking at Senior Brother Ying's back as he walked away, Wu Yi asked the little lion for some reason: Senior, do you know the origin of Senior Brother Ying?

"I know, he was picked up by the second disciple of Old Man Feng ten years ago." The little lion replied casually, and Wu Yi heard it and thought about it.