Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 82 Questioning the Heavenly Level

 The Hall of Law Enforcement.

Different from the other halls in style, this place is completely black and solemn.

The temple was so oppressive, like a huge monster lying down, swallowing up everyone who entered.

The Law Enforcement Hall is responsible for all illegal activities of the disciples of the sect internally, and prohibits the Black Mountain monks from violating the rules externally.

 There are six inspection teams in the palace, all led by the foundation-building elders, and the selected members are all people with outstanding combat prowess.

Among the five halls of Qingfeng Gate, the Law Enforcement Hall has the most authority and is the most respected.

 The heads of sects are basically from the Law Enforcement Hall.

Until this year, Wei Dao came out of the blue, broke this convention, won the battle for the head, and took the position of the head of the Qingfeng Sect.

On the high platform of the side hall, three foundation-building monks looked at the water mirror in front of them. There were hundreds of steps inside, and two sect disciples were standing at the bottom with their hands tied.

"Palace Master, why do you need to go there personally for such a small matter? Just leave it to us. Questioning the Heart rarely deposes disciples, it's just a formality."

Ma Ming followed an old man, bending slightly.

The old man is tall, with thick eyebrows and broad eyes, and a very stern face. Even with a smile, he gives off a slight sense of pressure.

“True disciples are related to the future of the sect. I have long made suggestions at the elders’ meeting to allocate future resources based on the number of steps taken on the road of inquiry. Unfortunately, the headmaster rejected it.”

Liang Yu, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, cultivated in the later stage of foundation building, and became a disciple of Yang Zhenren, the ancestor of the Pill Formation.

At the time when he was running for the position of head of Qingfeng Sect, Liang Yu was the most popular candidate and his voice was very high.

But at the last moment, Patriarch Ge, who seldom spoke or cared about general affairs, suddenly became interested in defending Taoism, and Patriarch Yang was noncommittal.

Liang Yu, who originally had an advantage in the Presbyterian Church, lost to Wei Dao, who was much more junior than him.

 But in terms of power, he is still the top person in the sect.

It’s just that in recent years, as Patriarch Yang’s life is running out, and the majesty of the head guard has become stronger and stronger day by day, their entire family has been feeling like it’s in a state of flux.

Ma Ming looked embarrassed. He had taken more than 20 steps in asking the mind, and his performance at this level was not outstanding.

Another old man immediately took up the conversation: "Senior brother, no one else can match his foresight. If it were senior brother sitting in that position, the development of the sect would be even more prosperous..."

"Don't mention this again! In defending the Tao and running the sect, the achievements over the years are obvious to all. I am not as good as him in this regard."

Liang Yu has been in charge of law enforcement for decades. At this time, he kept a straight face and showed no anger.

"Junior brother Zhang, I have advised you many times to open up the situation. What benefit will it bring to your cultivation if you are obsessed with a little power and fight for it?"

Just seeing that Junior Brother Zhang had white hair and an obvious aura of aging, and that he was only a few years younger than himself and was in the early stages of foundation building, Liang Yu couldn't bear to say more and looked into the water mirror.

 “The second level of the trial, let’s begin.”

Hundred steps in the water mirror glow simultaneously, with stars covering the top, forming an enclosed space.

 Middle-grade magic weapon, ladder to ask the mind.

“Junior brother Bai, I’ll take the first step, and you can study slowly!”

Xiong Baishan winked at Bai Zichen, laughed wildly, and climbed up the first step with his thighs open.

Bai Zichen inquired that the Ladder to Ask the Heart is a magic weapon passed down from generation to generation in the Law Enforcement Hall. It can illuminate the soul and clear the spiritual platform. The character of the mind can be judged by the steps the monks take on the ladder.

As long as you take ten steps, this second level will be passed.

 Since the True Inheritance Trial, very few disciples have been eliminated by the Questioning Heart Ladder.

Bai Zichen thought that his heart towards the Tao was no weaker than others. Seeing that Xiong Baishan had already walked up the seventh or eighth steps step by step, he took the first step firmly.

A heavy weight pressed on my shoulders, and my legs were as heavy as lead. Every time I took a step, I felt tired and weak. After walking a few steps, I even felt the pain of muscle tearing.

 Only staying where you are can relieve the pain. Stepping out a step is worse than death.

Bai Zichen gritted his teeth and sweat dripped from his forehead. It turned out that it was a physical test from the beginning.

 Even this superficial pain is unbearable, so there is no need to continue climbing on the stairs to ask the mind.

Taking another step up, all kinds of delicious food, mansions and palaces, and Meiji's servants appeared in his mind like a revolving door. He became a prince of a prince, born with a high status, and lived a luxurious life of bright clothes, angry horses, wine pools and meat forests. Life.

If you want any rare treasures or exotic beauties, someone will send them to your bedroom the next day.

"How can a few external things compete with eternal life? It's just too much to look down on people."

Bai Zichen watched indifferently, just like a passerby. The surrounding scene was like broken glass, dissipating into pieces, and he took a few steps up.

As the scene changed, mortal relatives and friends from the clan came up to him one after another, holding his hands and inviting him to go home for a reunion.

That Bai Ling was wearing a semi-sheer gauze skirt, her cheeks were as bright as pearls, and her eyes were full of spring, adding a bit of color. She murmured about Brother Chen and waved to him.

Bai Zichen turned a blind eye and only paused when he passed by his uncle Bai Jiu'an and let out a long sigh.

 When he opened his eyes again, he had already reached level 30.

Xiong Baishan, who originally set off first, was now one step behind. His expression changed at the twenty-seventh level, and he hesitated to move forward.

Bai Zichen looked up and saw that there were still seventy levels to go before the top of the Wenxin Heavenly Level. The last few levels seemed to have been integrated into the starlight and were out of reach.

“The trial has passed, let’s see how far you can go...I heard that the highest record in the past hundred years is the fifty-fifth level of heaven achieved by the leader Wei Dao.”

　　After calming down, I stood on level 31.

The world is spinning. Decades have passed and Bai Zichen is already over sixty.

Because he was seriously injured during the sect's land reclamation war, he spent more than ten years recuperating from his injuries. His foundation was damaged, and it took several times more time to refine his Qi to perfection.

At the age of forty, I put together my contributions and exchanged the Foundation Establishment Pill to attack the Foundation Establishment. I was defeated at the first level of the physical body. It turned out that there was a hidden wound hidden in my body. It broke out at the critical moment and stopped immediately at the first level.

 His cultivation has retreated from two realms in a row and returned to the eighth level of Qi refining.

But he was not discouraged. He practiced hard for ten years and perfected his Qi again. This time, he only had a foundation-building spiritual object to assist him. However, due to insufficient mana and incomplete erysipelas, he once again failed to achieve success.

This time the backlash of the failure to build the foundation was even more serious, and it almost killed him.

 After coming out of the secret room, he had silver hair and wrinkled skin. He looked twenty years older in an instant, and his cultivation was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

This reconstruction took a full fifteen years. At the age of sixty-five, Bai Zichen reached the state of Qi Refining Perfection for the third time.

“Senior Brother Bai, forget it, how can you build a foundation at your age? If you fail, you will die immediately!”

“That’s right, Senior Brother Bai, why don’t you resign from the sect and go back to the family to marry a few wives and concubines to multiply your descendants. With your perfect cultivation of Qi, you still have a few decades of good life to live.”

 Sixty-five years old, with two failed foundation building attempts, depleted energy and blood, and declining mana...

 Everything indicates that there is only a dead end for forcibly building the foundation again.

 “On the road, you can’t always be as good as you want, but you just want to be clear in your heart.”

Bai Zichen rejected the well-intentioned persuasion of his fellow apprentices, walked into the secret room without the Foundation Establishment Pill and the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object, and closed the door to death.

 A month later, a vortex of spiritual energy soared into the sky, and a foundation-building monk slowly walked out of the secret room.

Bai Zichen opened his eyes, and there was light flowing in them. After spending virtual decades, he had unknowingly reached the fiftieth level of heaven.

 (End of this chapter)