In front of Wanjianzong's mountain gate, the cultivator in white stood floating, the wind rose, and the robe fluttered, like an immortal coming into the world, emerging and ascending to immortality.

More than a dozen seekers who boarded Wanjianzong looked at the towering Wanjianzong, and their eyes showed fascination.

The elder at the head has a beautiful beard and a face like a jade plate, handsome and unrestrained.

Standing on the high platform, he looked down at the seekers who had just entered the mountain gate, and said, "This is the last batch of examiners, come here, close the mountain gate!" His voice was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating. Power, everyone just felt that these words were as clear and gentle as they said in their ears.

As soon as the man's voice fell, everyone heard a loud click behind. Those who were curious couldn't help but look back, and they were surprised to find that there was a gate behind it. The place where the gate was originally built has become air.

Bai Lixin huddled in the crowd calmly, and then listened to the elder continue: "I am the master of Xuanyuan Peak of Wanjian Sect, Xuanyuan Yixiao, Daoist Dao Yixiao, who is the examiner of your trial this time. Congratulations to all of you. Passed the entry test, but this is just the beginning. The road to self-cultivation requires years of hard work and enduring the unbearable loneliness that ordinary people can't bear. You first go to your room with your disciples, and gather here at dawn tomorrow. At that time can be considered a real trial.”

Daoist Yixiao was like a crane, and he didn't stay for a long time after saying this, then he made a magic tactic with his index finger and **** in the shape of a sword, and saw a wine gourd hanging from his waist suddenly grow bigger. floated in the air.

Before everyone could clearly see the appearance of the wine gourd, the Taoist smiled and stepped on the wine gourd, burst into the sky with a loud laugh, and disappeared in an instant.

"That's Uncle Xuanyuan's natal magic weapon. If you have the opportunity to practice it to a certain level, you can also practice the natal magic weapon." Everyone was still looking up and watching the immortal-like smiling Daoist leave, the air was filled with air. Another sound wafted again.

More than a dozen testers hurriedly sent their gazes back into the sky, and after a closer look, they realized that a man had stood at the place where Taoist smiled just now. The man was also a pure white flowing robe with clear water, and his long black hair was meticulously tied into a bun on the top of his head, and a white jade hairpin was inserted into it.

This person is slender and tall, with a handsome and dignified appearance, which makes people involuntarily want to get close to one or two.

Bai Lixin also saw the person coming, he only glanced roughly, and quickly lowered his head.

Feng Baixiao, the master of the Wanjian Sect, Kaishan Senior Brother. The son of the plane is not a counterattack story like the ordinary self-cultivation plane, but a gorgeous personal show.

The male protagonist has been loved by thousands since he was a child, he is talented and intelligent, and his understanding is extremely high.

His spiritual root is a single-line fire spiritual root that is rare in ten thousand years, and has grown up in the care of everyone since childhood. At the age of eight, he ascended the Wanjian Sect and worshipped the sect master Shui Wuxin. In just ten years, he entered the foundation-building period that others would take thirty years to enter. He is a veritable genius of cultivation.

This male protagonist is unlucky, and no matter what obstacles are in front of him, they will be solved. Even if his life is in danger, cannon fodder will run out to cover the danger for him.

There is only one word to describe the existence of this man: a winner in life!

Since Feng Baixiao is still in this Ten Thousand Swords Sect and still has the heart to attract new people, it means that the time has not advanced to the time when Shui Kongling fell to save him.

Bai Lixin thought for a moment in his heart, and then raised his head again.

Men and women in the realm of self-cultivation are considered to be handsome and beautiful, and practicing Taoism can not only have the opportunity to win the fairyland, but the medicinal herbs in the realm of self-cultivation are also good products for beauty and muscle nourishment. However, among the handsome men and beauties, the male protagonist Feng Baixiao was still dazzling and attracted everyone's attention.

Bai Lixin glanced at Feng Baixiao up and down without a trace, and saw that he was only twenty-one or two years old, but don't look at Feng Baixiao's age, but if we extrapolate from time, he should have nearly a hundred years of age. years old.

The road to self-cultivation is endless. If a person wants to ascend the avenue of immortality, after all, he has to go through some inhuman tempering to achieve it.

The cultivation realm of this plane is divided into: Introducing Qi into the Body, Refining Qi, Building Foundation, Jindan, Nascent Soul, Out of Body, Distraction, Integration, Mahayana, and Tribulation.

Introducing qi into the body is the basis for the introduction of Taoism. It is only when the qi-refining stage is reached that it can be regarded as a real cultivation base. The foundation-building stage is a threshold for cultivators. Enter the foundation building period. And some people, such as Feng Baixiao, can easily enter the Foundation Establishment Stage.

When entering the foundation-building stage, the cultivator will remain youthful forever, that is to say, at what age the cultivator enters the foundation-building stage, and his appearance will remain at that time. And Feng Baixiao was only eighteen years old when he entered the foundation-building stage, so he looked very young.

However, Bai Lixin remembered that Feng Baixiao had been in seclusion and practiced for nearly 60 years after entering the Foundation Establishment period, and when he left the customs, he was already at the sixth floor of the Foundation Establishment.

Bai Lixin quietly released his spiritual sense to feel the pressure on Feng Baixiao. His cultivation was not much or not, and he just established the sixth floor of the foundation. It can be seen that he has just left the customs for a long time, but he must be 80 years old in terms of grade.

"I am the senior brother of Wanjianzong, my name is Feng Baixiao. You can call me senior brother in the future. Just as Senior Uncle Xuanyuan said just now, tomorrow will be the real trial. Come with me, everyone. Take everyone to the accommodation for a night."

Feng Baixiao said, he turned his head and nodded lightly to several brothers around him, and with a light stroke in mid-air, a sword appeared out of thin air in mid-air.

It is also the action of summoning a magic weapon. When a Taoist smiles, it looks majestic, but Feng Baixiao looks like an orchid in the empty valley. It is obviously a sharp sword shining with cold light, but Feng Baixiao is like an empty valley. The unrestrained appearance of an immortal actually reduced the power of this sword in vain.

After Feng Baixiao boarded the flying sword, he turned back and smiled at everyone, "Please keep up with my speed. The road in Wanjianzong is rough, and you will get lost if you are not careful. If you can't reach Taiji Square on time tomorrow, Then you will not have the chance to enter the trial, and we will only treat you as automatically abstaining. At that time, we will send the abstainers to the bottom of the mountain again, and the abstainers will not care about life or death.”

He is obviously a sassy and carefree jade person, but what he said is really unacceptable.

But at this time, everyone didn't have time to slander. After Feng Baixiao said these words, he started to drive away with the flying sword. Everyone didn't dare to hesitate, and they all sprinted out following his tail, only to catch up with Feng Baixiao's back.

I also feel pity for some seekers, who have just climbed the steps for three days and three nights, but now they are rushing away as if they were exhausted. Bai Lixin looked at Feng Baixiao who was walking away, and simply stopped, walked to the side of the road and sat down.

Feng Baixiao, a Jianfei who said whether it was fast or not, said whether it was slow or not, just so everyone could keep up. The crowd chased and ran for over an hour before they stopped in front of a row of low thatched huts.

Feng Baixiao didn't jump down from the flying sword, but glanced at everyone from above, didn't say anything, just left a sentence "Everyone rest early, don't be late for tomorrow's trial" and left again with the lightsaber. .

Flying in the air, Feng Baixiao pondered secretly, there were still thirteen people in the group just now, and when they arrived at the residence, there were only 12 people left. He remembered that among these people, there should be an unremarkable green-clothed one. Teenagers are right.

Shaking his head gently, Feng Baixiao gave a small smile.

The road to self-cultivation is so difficult, even if he can't catch up with the speed of his sword flying, how can he make a difference? This kind of cultivator should be eliminated.

Without thinking any more, Feng Baixiao took off his sword and headed towards his cave.

The next day, when Feng Baixiao came to Taiji Square, he found that the green-clothed boy who had disappeared yesterday had been meditating cross-legged early. His expression was calm and calm. Many brothers and sisters passed by him, but the young man never opened his eyes to take a look at it. Feng Baixiao took a closer look, and the young man was already in meditation.

When I was a little surprised, a voice as crisp as Huang Ying suddenly cut through the air and entered my ear: "Eldest brother, you came so early."

Feng Baixiao put away the flying sword, turned to look at the person coming, and said with a smile: "It's not early, I just arrived, Junior Sister Shui."

Shui Kongling, dressed in pale yellow clothes, stepped on a Cailing and fell to Feng Baixiao, smiling like a flower, smart and cute, "Elder Brother, Dad let me help you with your trials."

She looked up at Feng Baixiao's handsome figure, and couldn't help but feel a wave in her heart. Feng Baixiao is the future of Wanjianzong, and before Shui Kongling was born, Feng Baixiao went into seclusion and practiced. Since she was born, her father has repeatedly told her how Feng Baixiao is talented and intelligent, hoping that he can explore the way of self-cultivation with him, just like his father and mother.

Shui Kongling was accustomed to being spoiled. Originally, he was arrogant and arrogant, so he was disdainful of senior brother Feng who had never met, but when he saw Feng Baixiao leaving the cave, there was not a day when Shui Kongling didn't think about his father seriously. Decide.

Double cultivation, being able to double cultivation with Senior Brother Feng... Hee hee hee hee hee...

Shui Kongling smirked alone, Feng Baixiao could only cough dryly when he saw this, and forcibly pulled back Shui Kongling's thoughts: "Junior sister, what else did Master say?"

"My father also said that our Broken Sword Peak will also recruit an inner disciple this year. As for which one to recruit, it is up to you to decide."

Feng Baixiao frowned slightly, "Let me choose an apprentice for such an important matter? Is it really appropriate? Doesn't Master and his old man come in person?"

Shui Kongling grabbed Feng Baixiao's sleeve and said coquettishly, "It's suitable, of course it's suitable. Today, there is a guest from the Lingxian Sect to visit my father, and my father can't leave, so I specially asked me to tell your brother."

Feng Baixiao then nodded, "That's fine."

As he said that, he turned his head to the Taiji Square again, and looked at the green-clothed boy who had entered the Ding once again.

Seeing this, Shui Kongling followed Feng Baixiao's gaze, and suddenly said "Huh", pointing at the young man and whispering, "This young man is still here."

"Have you seen him, Junior Sister?"

"I've seen it, I saw it yesterday. Yesterday I saw him meditating here. I thought he was a disciple from the outer sect, but he was not from my sect because of his clothes. At that time, I went over to chat with him, how do I know? This person is ignoring me. Brother, could it be that this person is also in the trial today?"

Feng Baixiao nodded slightly, this young man did not fall down by himself yesterday, but chose not to follow him but stayed in Taiji Square to meditate until now?