What can I do to save you and my scum

Xiao Lifeng wandered outside the Wuji Hall for a few days, but suddenly saw the restriction in front of the door lifted.

He hurried in and just happened to hear that Shen Canglan asked Tan Huaifang to take Shen Hao as his apprentice.

Xiao Lifeng stepped lightly, held back the hand that pushed the door, pricked up his ears, held his breath, and waited for Tan Huaifang's answer.

Will Your Majesty agree?

Will not!

He thought to himself, Shen Hao is spoiled and spoiled, he loves to lose his temper and make troubles, His Majesty must not like him!

but--

If Uncle Shen insists on asking Your Honor to accept Shen Hao, will Your Honor agree?

Xiao Lifeng frowned again, his heart beating wildly.

Suddenly, with a sound of "shua", the two wooden doors opened together, Xiao Lifeng was startled.

The eyes of the two people in the room swept over at the same time, the scene was very embarrassing.

Shen Canglan said coldly, "This is the person you rescued."

Qin Huaifang glanced at Xiao Lifeng, and said lightly, "I haven't seen Master Shen yet."

Xiao Lifeng knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowed, and respectfully said, "Master Shen is good!"

Shen Canglan was expressionless, as if he didn't see it, and told Tan Huaifang to think carefully about taking Shen Hao as his apprentice, and then walked into the inner hall alone, ignoring Xiao Lifeng who was kneeling on the ground.

Tan Huaifang sighed in her heart, and looked at Xiao Lifeng who was kneeling on the ground. He had just recovered from a serious illness, and his complexion was a little pale. He could no longer kneel like this.

"Get up." Qin Huaifang said, her voice was three points softer than usual unconsciously.

Xiao Lifeng looked up in a daze, and Tan Huaifang's handsome and cold face was right in front of him. Suddenly, he smelled the fragrance of lotus again.

As if returning to that dream again, Xiao Lifeng's heart beat instantly accelerated.

"My lord... Yulu Qinglian... has it been used on me?"

Qin Huaifang gave a "hmm".

"The situation is urgent, only Yulu Qinglian can save your life."

Xiao Lifeng looked flustered: "I heard from Sister Xing'er that Yulu Qinglian is very important to you, why did you use it to save me?"

"you do not need to know."

Xiao Lifeng lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I'm just an insignificant mortal, no one cares, no one cares, even if I die, no one will feel sorry...

"However, it would be a great honor for me to die for the honor!"

He was an orphan from birth, no one loved him, no one loved him, he was treated coldly and bullied, no one cared about his life or death.

He is just an insignificant person like an ant, but His Majesty is willing to use such a precious thing to save him, is it really worth it?

"You shouldn't belittle yourself like this. Human life doesn't distinguish between high and low. You have to learn to like yourself before others can like you. Besides, you are here to save me. I don't like to owe others."

Qin Huaifang's face was as cold as ever, but what he said warmed Xiao Lifeng's heart like hot spring water.

Xiao Lifeng's eyes burst out with unprecedented brilliance, he stammered and asked: "Then...then..."

"Your Majesty...will you like me?"

Qin Huaifang slowly raised the corners of her lips: "Maybe."

Qingshan Peak has a high status in the world of comprehension, and its Library Pavilion contains the most complete exercise secret books in the entire Jingze Continent. Therefore, it is the wish of every comprehension student to go to Qingshan Peak to learn from a master.

It is also because of this that Qingshan Peak has a very high threshold for accepting apprentices. An election is held every ten years, and only disciples who pass the test can enter the peak.

Today is the election meeting held once every ten years. Disciples from major families and sects rushed to the foot of Mount Qing, filled out the registration form and happily went to the trial ground.

At this time, the color of the sky is bright, like the deep sea, and the wind blows away the white clouds, stretching as far as the eye can see.

On the trial ground, Tan Huaifang and a group of elders sat at the head of the trial, looking at the young boy under his feet without changing expression.

They come from various cultivation families, between the ages of 10 and 15, some are talented, or have mediocre aptitude. At this moment, they are excited and eager to try. They all look forward to successfully passing the test and becoming Qing Shanfeng's disciples.

Xiao Lifeng and Shen Hao were also among them.

Shen Hao was clamoring to go by himself. He had lived in a honeypot since he was a child, and his character was proud and conceited. He couldn't tolerate other people's gossip. Even if he had a special relationship with Shen Canglan, he still had to go.

But Xiao Lifeng has only one idea, he wants to worship Tan Huaifang as his teacher.

Looking from a distance, Tan Huaifang was sitting in the distance, her white robe was gently fluttering in the wind, as if she would ride the wind away in an instant.

Xiao Lifeng never imagined that he would meet such a person.

Holy, indifferent, and proud, like the snow far away in the sky, and also like the moon hanging high in the sky.

Can't wait.

Ordinary like him, small like him, humble like him, like an ant, he has tasted the suffering of the world, and lived in this world like a walking dead, but it was this person who gave him hope again and again.

After the elder read out the rules, the sky suddenly burst into the sound of cranes. Two cranes flew from one left and one right. Their huge wings flapped and scattered a light yellow halo. A long white jade ladder appeared in front of all the disciples. Opposite the ladder is the peak of Qingshan Peak.

All the disciples have to do is to climb the immortal ladder all the way to the end.

This trial seems simple, but it is actually as difficult as climbing the sky.

There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps in this ladder, and there are magic spells on each stone step. Every time you take a step, your feet are like stepping on a sharp knife.

Throughout the ages, there have been many sect disciples who came here especially because they couldn't stand the torture of climbing the fairy ladder and finally gave up and left.

Some people say that the setting of this level is insane, but cultivating immortals is a matter of perseverance. If you can't bear even this little pain, how can you persist in the long road of cultivating immortals?

A few disciples who had already refined their qi first stepped on the immortal ladder. They tried to shield themselves from the pain, but found that once they stepped on, all the spiritual power in their bodies would be sealed, so they could only grit their teeth and walk up step by step.

Children are always afraid of pain, and they are a little scared when they see the faces of the role models in front of them turn pale and grin their teeth in pain.

But they couldn't retreat temporarily, so they could only bite the bullet and move forward. All of a sudden, there were cries of pain one after another on the fairy ladder.

Xiao Lifeng was the last one to go up. Just as he took the first step, two steel nails pierced the back of his foot instantly, and the pain cut through the skin and penetrated the flesh and blood instantly spread all over his body.He almost thought that his feet were useless, but when he lowered his head, his feet were still there, clean and without any damage.

it hurts!

With a pale face, Xiao Lifeng raised his head and looked at the endless climbing ladder, and began to doubt whether he could reach the peak.

In the second step, thousands of pains hit his whole body again, his legs went limp, he didn't stand still for a moment and rolled down the fairy ladder.

"Little brother, climbing the fairy ladder is not something others can bear, so don't force yourself."

A handyman beside him kindly persuaded him that he also walked up the fairy ladder back then, and the pain is still vivid in his memory.

Xiao Lifeng stood up from the ground, it was strange, the pain was so painful just now, it disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the endless fairy ladder and the staggering disciples on it, he shook his head: "I can bear it, I can."

After all, he gave a grateful smile to the handyman, and stepped on the fairy ladder again.

The handyman's expression was slightly startled, and his eyes couldn't help staying on Xiao Lifeng's short body, so small, so immature, very much like the self-satisfied self back then.

The handyman laughed, little brother, don't give up halfway like me.

In his life, he is no longer qualified to be Qing Shanfeng's disciple.

In the process of climbing the fairy ladder, there are many people who can't bear the pain and choose to give up. As soon as such a thought comes out, they will disappear on the fairy ladder in an instant.

But in the time for a cup of tea, the number of disciples climbing the fairy ladder has already decreased by more than half.

On the elder's seat, a water mirror hangs high in the air, which is reflecting the situation on the ladder to the fairyland.

Elder Mo Li couldn't stop shaking his head, and said, "It's true that one generation is not as good as the next generation. So many people have given up just at the beginning, I'm afraid there won't be even one left!"

Shen Canglan smiled lightly: "I don't think so."

After all, a 9-year-old boy appeared on the screen. His face was ugly at the moment, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his clothes were already soaked, but his eyes were as firm as a rock, and he had no intention of giving up at all.

This person is Shen Hao.

Elder Nianwu nodded: "This son is a malleable talent!"

Qin Huaifang didn't discuss with them, and from the beginning of the trial meeting until now, he hasn't said a word. The elders are familiar with Qin Huaifang's temperament, and they didn't bother him, but Shen Canglan looked at him from time to time, whispering a few words, Qin Huaifang Don't bother.

There is no way, this is Tan Huaifang's character design, the less talk the better, the more talk will attract suspicion.

The scene suddenly turned to Xiao Lifeng again, he was the slowest among all the disciples, looking around, he was the only one at the end of the vast climbing ladder.

Qin Huaifang's attention was concentrated for a moment, she stared intently at the water mirror, and carefully looked at Xiao Lifeng's small figure.

Shen Canglan noticed Tan Huaifang's strangeness, and his thoughts turned a thousand times, and finally he couldn't help squinting his eyes, looking at the stumbling young boy in the water mirror.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but for the disciples on the fairy ladder, every second was a torment.

They felt that their feet were no longer their own, as if they had been cut layer by layer by thousands of swords, exposing the white bones.

After a few flashes of white light, some people gave up, and the rest were still suffering.

Do you want to persist?Or give up?The end is far away, and after walking for so long, it is still like standing still. There is no end to the road, it is better to turn back.

At the same time, several figures disappeared on the climbing ladder.

Some people give up, some people persist. On the long and distant journey, a few scattered figures are still desperately persisting.

Xiao Lifeng's eyes were already blurred, and his nerves were paralyzed by the pain. He felt that his whole body was useless, his legs were moving mechanically, and his whole body collapsed like a fully stretched bow, which might break at any time.

He has his persistence, and that only belief is like a morning star in the dark night, guiding him to keep moving forward, even if the ground is full of thorns in front of him, even if his body is dripping with blood.

His vision became more and more blurred, sweat poured down, his body swayed like a dilapidated ship in the sea, as if he would fall into the abyss at any moment, but every time he staggered, he would stabilize his body in an instant and set foot on the way forward again.

I don't know how long it took, it was so long that he was about to fall down, so long that he began to despair, a sharp cry of a crane resounded through the nine heavens, the golden light shone, the fairy fog was lingering, and there was no fairy ladder in front of him.

"The trial is over! Disciples who persevere for a stick of incense can be qualified as disciples."

"The rest of the people wait or stay as handymen, or go back the same way, you decide for yourself!"

At this moment, an elder with white eyebrows was floating in mid-air. He was the incarnation of Bai He just now, and also the elder of the precept hall of Qingshan Peak, who was in charge of the various codes of conduct of the disciples in the peak.

Many disciples beat their chests and stomped their feet, just for a while, as long as they persist for a while, the difference between one thought and the other is a world of difference!

Xiao Lifeng was already delirious at this moment, and collapsed on the ground, as if everything just now was a dream, and Shen Hao lay exhausted in front of him, apparently also passed the test.

When the breeze picked up, the air was suddenly filled with a faint fragrance of lotus, and a white figure flew towards them with a sword and stopped in front of them.

Shen Hao's eyes lit up, and he shouted weakly: "Your Majesty..."

However, the hem of Tan Huaifang's clothes brushed against his cheeks, and Shen Hao turned around with all his strength, with an expression of unwillingness.

Qin Huaifang actually embraced Xiao Lifeng who was on the ground!

Why!Why is he a little beggar? !

Shen Hao's ferocious face did not fall into Tan Huaifang's eyes, he visited Xiao Lifeng nervously, fearing that he would die again by accident.

Xiao Lifeng seemed to fall into the softest cloud, his nose was filled with the intoxicating fragrance of lotus, he couldn't help hugging Tan Huaifang, and opened his mouth to take a sharp breath.

"My lord...I smell the fragrance of lotus...it smells so good..."

Qin Huaifang paused, and said slowly, "Because you and I both ate Yulu Qinglian, we can smell the same fragrance of flowers on each other."

"That's it..." Xiao Lifeng didn't know what to think, his face turned red, and he buried his face in Tan Huaifang's chest.

very nice.

very nice.

Just you and me, that's great.