The Path Toward Heaven

Someone surpassed Jing Jiu and walked forward.

The man's body lines are very rigid, like a knife and an ax chiseling, giving people an indestructible feeling, like refined steel, with an imposing manner.

Jing Jiu knew that he was Bai Qianjun.

He is the distant nephew of Master Bai, who has been cultivating in a remote valley in Yunmeng Mountain.

Just like Zhuo Rusui who retreated at the top of Tianguang Peak, he was placed high hopes by the sect.

It's just that Zhuo Rusui has been in seclusion for more than 20 years, and the world knows it, but few people know his existence, which is even more mysterious and low-key.

From today's point of view, Bai Qianjun's aura is strong, even faintly surpassing that of Luo Huainan back then.

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Wanshu, Tong Yan, Bai Zao and several other names formed a flock of birds one by one on the cliff.

The disciples of the Zhongzhou faction who came to the valley, plus the previous Bai Qianjun, there were seven of them.

Seeing this scene, the practitioners inevitably had some discussions, but after all, this is Yunmeng Mountain, and the celestial talisman was produced by the Zhongzhou sect, so they didn't say much. Besides, even if the Zhongzhou faction did not limit the number of participants, other sects would not be able to produce so many talented disciples.

Of course, this sentence does not include the Green Mountain Sect.

Guo Nanshan, Gu Han, Jian Ruyun and others stayed where they were, while Zhuo Rusui walked towards the valley.

He drooped his eyelids, folded his hands, and looked like he hadn't slept well. His whole body exuded a coldness, giving people a feeling that strangers should not get close to him.

The representative of Guocheng Temple was a young monk named Cao She. Because his beard and hair were shaved too clean, few people recognized him as He Zhan.

Sese's realm is not enough, there is no one from Daze, and no one from the Xihai Sword Sect, so as not to be boring.

The inquirer chosen by the Kunlun faction was a middle-aged man posing as a scribe, waving a fan. His appearance and demeanor were boring, but he seemed to think he was very interesting.

The aspirant of Yimao Zhai was a real young scholar, wearing a very simple cloth, without a fan in his hand, but holding a volume of books.

Seeing this young scholar, many people remembered that he is also the popular candidate for this question, Xi Yiyun.

He is a direct disciple of Bu Qiuxiao, the master of a Maozhai. He has studied hard for twenty years, and it is said that he has obtained a certain treasure to recognize the master. Could it be the book in his hand?

Jing Zongque Niang, as the winner of the last Meihui, also directly got a place.

There is also a casual cultivator who is qualified as the winner of the Meihui.

It is really not easy to win the Meihui as a casual cultivator without the background of the sect and the guidance of the teacher.

The casual cultivator walked up to the valley, glanced at He Zhan, couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

The two obviously knew each other, even a little familiar.

It is not surprising that He Zhan has a wide range of friends and walks in the world as a casual cultivator.

The last one to appear was a disciple of Wuenmen, and the practitioners were a little surprised.

That Wuenmen disciple was very young, dark and thin, giving off a youthful look.

Mr. Pei was once again defeated by the sword of Xihai Sword and passed away. Didn't Wuenmen close the mountain according to his last order?

Why did so many disciples come to Wu'en Sect this time, and even participated in the Asking Conference?

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More than forty young practitioners stood outside Echo Valley.

Except for Guo Nanshan and others from Qingshan Sect, all the strongest among the younger generation of practitioners are here.

Countless eyes fell on these young practitioners, so where did their own eyes fall?

In front of them are a pair of Bi people in fluttering white clothes.

These young practitioners knew that the final winner of the Asking Conference should be among these two people.

Jing Jiu's realm is the strongest.

But in Yunmeng Realm, it doesn't mean that the strongest individual can win.

The Zhongzhou sent seven people to participate, and the Zhongzhou disciples including Tong Yan and Bai Qianjun will definitely support Bai Zao.

Bai Zao felt those gazes and knew that most of them were from Jing Jiu.

She was a little proud, but also a little worried and looked at Jing Jiu.

It was easy for him to ask about the links before the conference, but it was a bit troublesome after entering the illusion.

In her mind, it's not like Jing Jiu couldn't learn those schemes and tricks, and she was only worried that he would disdain them.

But in the end anyway, she couldn't give him that fairy talisman, it was all left by her ancestors, and she had the responsibility and obligation to stay in Yunmeng Mountain.

She looked at Jing Jiu and said with a smile, After you go in, I won't know you anymore.

This sentence has several layers of meaning, very deep.

Jing Jiu said, If I meet you, I will recognize you.

Bai Zao smiled sweetly, thinking who said you were too blunt?

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There is a building in the depths of Echo Valley, which is shaped like a palace, and the space inside is extremely open, enough to accommodate thousands of people.

Fifty practitioners stood among them, and they didn't feel crowded at all.

There are many chairs randomly scattered in the building, and there are all kinds of tea and exotic wild fruits on the table. There is no deacon to serve, and everyone can take it by themselves.

Some contestants were either really calm, or to hide their nervousness, they went to the table and began to drink tea and talk in low voices.

There are also many people who are really nervous, standing where they are, not knowing what to do.

Jing Jiu was about to take out the bamboo chair and lie down, remembering Zhao Layue's reminder during the Meihui chess match back then, so he randomly pulled a chair and sat down in the corner.

Zhuo Rusui also moved, followed him to the corner, and stood leaning against the door.

His eyelids were still drooping, but he wasn't taking a nap, and looked at Jing Jiu from time to time.

If it were anyone else, after being watched several times, they would ask why, and there would naturally be a dialogue.

But Jing Jiu didn't pay attention to it, you can see it as you like, the morning light dyes the mountains and mist, isn't it less seen?

He didn't respond, someone did.

The black and skinny disciple of Wu'en Sect also came to the corner for some reason, staring at Zhuo Rusui, his eyes unblinking, full of vigilance.

People had already noticed the movement here and began to discuss in low voices.

Tong Yan looked at them coldly, not paying attention to what they were talking about, just observing the demeanor and movements of these people.

Compared with Mei Hui, the contestants in this questioning conference are much stronger. He has to make preparations to ensure that his junior sister can get the celestial talisman.

After entering the Yunmeng Realm, being able to recognize the contestants earlier will naturally take a lot of advantage. In the illusion, you can’t recognize each other by their appearance and magic weapons, but only by their most casual habits, which are also the most difficult to change, such as the number of fingers used to serve tea, the standing posture, the style of hair bun...

Xiang Wanshu and the other disciples of the Zhongzhou School didn't know what Senior Brother Tongyan was doing, so they confirmed with each other's eyes, the gesture of recognizing each other in the illusion that they had discussed a few days ago.

Bai Qianjun stared at a certain point in the distant void with a cold face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Plop! Puff!

There was the sound of birds flapping their wings outside the building.

People look out.

The sound suddenly appeared more and more densely, and I don't know how many birds there are.

The sound of birds flapping their wings, shuttled like the wind inside and outside the building, was deafening.

Countless birds flew from outside the valley, covering the sky and covering the earth, blocking out the sunlight, and the sound was extremely astonishing.

Some contestants who were in a weaker state of mind changed their expressions slightly and subconsciously looked around.

Even though most of the contestants were curious, thinking that this might be a test of the Asking Conference, they naturally didn't move.

Bai Zao thought that you guessed it right, this is the first level of the questioning conference, although the test is not the birds.

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Thousands of birds scattered.

A little girl appeared in the building.

She is really small, only two feet long, and can stand in the palm of an adult.

The little girl was born extremely beautiful, she looked like the charm of another continent, as if made of colored glass, she had a crystal clear feeling.

Her breath is extremely fresh, lighter than water, lighter than wind, if you close your eyes, you will definitely not feel her presence.

There are a pair of transparent wings behind her, waving non-stop, bringing countless breezes, and smelling it gives a sense of freshness.

What is this?

Some practitioners looked at the little girl waving her wings in the air, and felt vigilant in their hearts.

This is Yunmeng Mountain, so naturally they wouldn't act recklessly, but who knows what the conference will test.

She is the spirit of Qingtian Jian.

Bai Zao nodded to the innocent little girl, looked at the crowd and said, You can call her Qing'er.

Everyone was very surprised, even Jing Jiu took a look at the little girl.

Only Tianbao can give birth to a true spirit!

It is said that there were some Tianbao true spirits in ancient times, some ascended with the ancient immortals, and some disappeared in the long river of time.

Today's Chaotian Continent has not heard of the existence of Tianbao True Spirit for a long time.

They knew that they would enter the Yunmeng Realm through the Qingtianjian in this questioning conference, but they didn't expect that the Qingtianjian was actually a heaven-level magic weapon, with real spirits!

The Yunmeng Realm is a world created by Qingtian Jian. There is no danger in it, but the spiritual soul of the practitioner stays in the illusion for too long, and it will be affected by karma, which will affect the future practice, and may even go crazy. So Qing'er will ask us some questions later to confirm whether we can enter the Yunmeng Realm.

After everyone calmed down, Bai Zao continued.

They are all the most talented young people in the practice world, so everyone naturally understands the truth.

The scribe of the Kunlun School took a few steps forward and said to Bai Zao, Thank you Fairy Bai for reminding me.

It's a very simple sentence, he said it with sincerity, it's extremely nasty, and the meaning of flattery is very clear.

Bai Zao smiled and said nothing.

Some people had mocking expressions on their faces, thinking that Fairy Bai's affection is all on Jing Jiu, what kind of person are you?

Jian Lingfei named Qing'er came up to Bai Zao with an innocent look on his face, and said, It's rare to see so many people, I'm a little scared.

Before Bai Zao could speak, the scribe of the Kunlun Sect hurriedly said, Don't be afraid, spiritual master, I'll wait...

Obviously, this is to please the other party again.

Qing'er suddenly clapped her hands.

The sound is very crisp.

Immediately afterwards, countless afterimages appeared around her, as if a thousand palms were hitting each other.

Clap clap! Loud applause came out like a torrential rain, resounding through the building, reaching the valley and being turned back again, like waves piled on top of each other, the sound became louder and louder.

Naturally, the Kunlun sect scribe couldn't finish that sentence. Some practitioners with lower realms were unstable and felt dizzy.

Clapping his palms, there is such a power.

Looking at that little girl again, no one thinks she is cute, only scary.

Jing Jiu glanced at her again, and found that she was indeed a true spirit, but she was still a little off.

This is much stronger than No Two.

He has raised Bu Erjian for so many years, but he still hasn't really opened up his spiritual wisdom, let alone manifested his spiritual body.

Firth Sword was even further behind.

The remaining six swords are even more hopeless, and in his opinion, they are not even as hopeful as the iron sword behind them.

I don't know when Buer will be sensible, but I hope he can grow up with Liu Shisui.

I heard that Zenzi wrote a letter to go to Yimao Zhai, and he will go soon at the age of ten, right?

Just when he was thinking about these things, Qing'er's hand finally stopped.

Qianshou returned to her body.

The thunderous applause dissipated and the wind stopped.

She looked at the people below and smiled and said, Can you concentrate now? Who will be the first?

The atmosphere in the building became tense.

Although it is just to ask some questions, if she judges that she is not qualified and unable to enter the Yunmeng Realm, then she will be eliminated!

Someone asked: May I ask the spiritual master, how to compare?

Qing'er said: It's very simple, you must give the answer within ten breaths, otherwise you will be disqualified, and then I will judge whether it is correct or not.

It's still a very simple rule, but still no one stands up.

Anyone can imagine that this level is definitely not as simple as answering questions.

The Wuenmen disciple stopped staring at Zhuo Rusui and looked back at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu was a little puzzled, the other party's eyes were obviously asking, but he still nodded.

I come.

The disciple of Wuenmen came to the crowd and raised his right hand.

Qing'er asked, What is one plus one?

Hearing this question, everyone was stunned.

Such a simple question must have a deeper meaning. What is the answer?

Sure enough, it was a questioning meeting, the way is simple, but it is difficult to get close...

No one expected that the Wuenmen disciple directly spoke the answer without even thinking about it.

two.

There was an uproar.

Someone almost laughed out loud.

Unexpectedly, Qing'er looked at the disciple of the Wu'en Sect, showed an expression of approval, and said, That's right, let's go in.

The building became extremely quiet again, and people looked at each other speechlessly, thinking that this is okay?

Qing'er asked: Who is the second?

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they still didn't stand up.

Qualified to participate in the Dao Dao Conference, it means that after only a few decades of practice, you will reach Wuzhang Consummation or even Youye, that is, Jindan Consummation, Yuanying is expected.

This kind of person may have a personality problem like the Kunlun School scribe, but his IQ will not be a problem.

Jianling should have appreciated the truthfulness of the disciples of the Wuen Sect and let him pass without falsification.

What if the next question is an extremely difficult question, or it is as simple as one plus one, but different answers are required?

Many people have regrets, thinking that they should be the first to stand up.

Let me do it.

The second one to stand up was He Zhan, a grass-house monk from Guocheng Temple. He is already disheartened about this world, he doesn't have any thoughts, and he has no greed for Xianlu. He just comes to have a look, and even has some self-destructive emotions, and he doesn't care if he is eliminated.

Qing'er asked, What is one plus four?

He Zhan replied directly: Fourteen.

It's interesting, you go in too.

Seeing that there was no joy on his face, Qing'er asked curiously, Why are you so sad?

He Zhan was startled, and said, Maybe it's because the fish in Yunmeng Mountain doesn't taste good when grilled?

Qing'er was a little angry, and said: If I asked this question, I will definitely not let you pass it.

in the corner.

Zhuo Rusui yawned and said, Isn't this nonsense?

Jing Jiu ignored him.

Zhuo Rusui said: If I were the Zhongzhou faction, I would definitely get rid of the two of us at this level.

Jing Jiu thought that because of this, you and I will definitely be able to pass the test.

Otherwise, the Zhongzhou faction will be ridiculed for hundreds of years.

Zhuo Rusui looked at his expression, guessed what he was thinking, suddenly regained his energy, rubbed his face, and said, In that case, I'll go in first.

Jing Jiu said, I'll come as soon as I sit down.