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August 25th, the autumn is bright.

Wen Jing gritted his teeth and grasped the grass roots and stones beside the mountain road, and climbed on the rock that was almost 90 degrees vertical.

There are people before and after. It’s as difficult as he is, and he’s miserable. I just want to climb this most dangerous cliff as soon as possible.

When the mountain gate is wide open, the new disciples should gather in the Qingxu Hall. This hall is the main hall of the Qing Xu Jianzong. It is located halfway up the main peak of Yu Rongfeng. It is supported by one side, three sides by cliffs, and surrounded by white clouds. The disciples need to be protected from the wind or fly by flying instruments.

Fifth-level practitioners such as Wen Jing have no other way than rock climbing.

For thousands of years, countless people went up the mountain from this. This road is no longer dangerous. Only a cliff about five feet high is left, which is a test of human willpower.

Wen Jing hugged the trunk on the top of the cliff in a difficult way, kicked his right foot, and finally stepped on the flat ground.

Looking ahead, the white clouds are passing by like mist, making one’s mind wide.

Here is the legendary wonderland.

“In front of me is a bluestone ground that is large enough to hold thousands of people. It is smooth and clean. In the middle is a bronze statue about ten feet high. The young Taoist is dressed in clothes, smiling, holding a sword, and lifelike. The python plate is half-height, and the majesty is so daunting.

A bronze giant tripod is set up every few feet around the square. Juding engraved the portraits and legends of monks of all ages, which attracted many new disciples to sigh.

At the end, a palace was built near the mountain, and a huge gold plaque “Qing Xu Dian” was hung. Eight pillars in front of the hall were about ten feet tall and magnificent. “

—— Excerpted from the second chapter of “The Robbery of All Living Beings”.

Here is the story of Jun Yan’s first visit to Qingxu Temple.

Wen Jing has imagined it more than once.

Seeing now, the real scene is even more shocking and exciting.

I was fortunate enough to wear a book and see the world. I entered another radio and television positive teaching material. There was no such scary plot as the protagonist’s blackening and world destruction. It was really blossoming, very good ..

Wen Jing has a good view of the beautiful scenery, enjoyed it for a while, and finally cleared up the mood.

He quietly opened everyone’s character.

Papapapapapapa-

Small boxes are opened one by one, and the clear green color shows that the character value is positive. Wen Jing gave a rough look. The low was about 100, and the highest was 800. Everyone’s value is floating, not static.

He subconsciously looked at the man with the highest moral value-

A white suit with a long figure, standing in front of a bronze statue, but can’t see his face clearly.

Who is this? Set the righteousness of the world ..

Suddenly, a red box appeared in sight.

Negative character! Demon crooked?

When searching, the red box suddenly disappeared.

After a while, it suddenly appeared again.

Wen Jing raised her eyebrows, followed the red frame, and fell on a 14-year-old boy. He was wearing a dark blue cloth old shirt, stitched a few patches, and dressed as a farmer. The teenager’s face was cold, but handsome and elegant, there was a certain atmosphere between raising his hands and throwing his feet, which was really inconsistent with that dress and age.

The character value fluctuates between positive and negative.

Whether it is positive or evil, erratic?

A voice of surprise and discussion came from behind, Wen Jing turned his head and suddenly flushed.

A woman in purple clothes jumped on the cliff. She was fifteen or sixteen. She had a faint red mark on her left face. It seemed that she was hurt when climbing. Drifting indifferently.

The male disciples all stared straight.

Wen Jing glanced at her for a few moments, and she was very excited.

The purple-red mark, he has meditated in his heart many times.

Ji Keqing.

.. the eternal heroine in his mind.

It is also the woman who most hopes to become a close mate with Jun Yanzhi when he pursues the article.

At this moment, the demon wind suddenly rose, and a black sharp eagle suddenly rushed down from the sky, opened its claws and grabbed at the woman. The crowd screamed, all overwhelmed by the monster, but seeing a gust of wind passing by Wen Jing, a white light hit the black hawk.

“Senior brother!” someone exclaimed.

The purple woman sneered, a purple light fell on the black hawk. The black eagle was hit back and forth by the purple and white light, the feathers caught fire, screamed a few times, fluttered away with wings.

People around me burst into admiration.

“Some young age, there is such a practice!”

“Did you already practice the twelfth layer of qi?”

“The talent is wonderful.”

“So beautiful ..”

Fang Cai’s white man in front of the bronze statue came over, and from a close look, he only felt that his elegant temperament was full, and he was sighed with regret.

He is polite: “Wen Xia Renmu, this is an eagle raised by Xia’s master, accidentally scared the girl, please forgive me.”

Holding a fist, waiting for her to talk back.

The men’s heroes and women’s beauty are a beautiful picture together, which is fascinating.

Unexpectedly, the woman in purple looked at him coldly, and left without saying anything.

The man in white froze slightly.

He just kindly helped, but what offended the woman?

He didn’t feel angry, and looked at her back with a smile.

Wen Jing is standing in the distance, already staring.

This section of “Hero saves beauty and is passionate about yourself” is the first understanding of Wen Renmu and Ji Keqing in the book.

Wen Renmu is Tian Hengfeng’s big disciple.

Tian Hengfeng is the opposite of Hui Shifeng.

Wen Renmu is Jun Yanzhi’s deadly counterpart.

Jun Yanzhi has not yet made a name for himself. The conflict between the two is not obvious. In the future, he will fight against each other like a fire.

However, Wen Renmu’s character value shows that the system floats around 800 and is classified as “Zhi Jie Xing Fang and deserves admiration from all people.”

Ahhh!

.. When the road meets a strong enemy, he leaves the same door, runs away first, then covers up the facts, slaps others, just to maintain his reputation for high cleanliness. This is also called “deserved admiration”?

Don’t think about it. A man in Tsing Yi slowly entered his line of sight. He didn’t respond yet, and the eye-catching red frame jumped out.

[Character value: -1000. Sin is so wicked that everyone wins it. ]

The man in Tsing Yi stands in front of the main hall, quietly like an old tree, silent.

Wen Jing looked at him silently.

There must be something wrong with Jun Yanzhi’s data.

The character value of others is constantly fluctuating. Only his static status remains unchanged. This is not like the data measured by the system, but rather a bug.

Otherwise, why is it natural that Wen Renmu “deserves admiration from all people” and Jun Yan opposes “everyone deserves it?”

Thinking about it, my mood suddenly improved, and the sky became a bit bluer ..

A long dragon’s voice sounded in the Qingxu Hall, and the test began.

The new disciples hurriedly queued up and asked the Qingxumen to test their age and repair behavior with “Bone Test” and “Tianyan Shu”.

Persons under fifteen years of age who have practiced qi four or more levels can enter the Qing Sword Sect.

.... It depends on whether each peak is closed.

For example, Tianhengfeng and Wangyuefeng, only a few people are accepted each year, and the remaining disciples can only look forward with sighs.

Sometimes, some cheaters were eliminated, and the remaining 72 were arranged according to the spiritual root qualifications for selection by the summit leaders.

Linggen is divided into attributes such as gold, wood, water, fire, and soil.

More than 90% of the immortals have four or five kinds of spiritual roots, they are very complicated, and they are not abundant, and the practice speed is very slow, so they are also called “pseudo-spiritual roots” or “waste spiritual roots”.

Some immortals have two or three spiritual roots, which are abundant and practice fast, so they are called “true spiritual roots.”

As the name implies, the cultivator of immortality is the darling of heaven. It has only one attribute and is very abundant. The speed of practice is several times that of ordinary people, and there is no bottleneck when it reaches the end of Dan. Unfortunately, Tian Linggen is very rare, and there are only a few people in the five major schools.

There is also a kind of mutant spiritual root, which is very rare. It is formed by sublimation of two or three attributes.

Wen Renmu is the only spiritual root and soil system of Qingxu Jianzong.

Ji Keqing, a rare mutant ice root, is formed by sublimation of two attributes, water and soil.

Jun Yanzhi’s qualifications are mediocre than both of them, and it is the true spiritual root of both gold and wood attributes.

Wen Jing has five spiritual roots, with all the wood, water, fire, and soil, and is a waste spiritual root.

He has the lowest qualifications, but he has a special constitution, the body of Sanyang.

The body of Sanyang is very rare, and it is difficult to produce one for thousands of years. The speed of cultivation is second only to Tian Linggen.

If he speaks, he must win the eyes of the masters.

But Qing Xu Jianzong will not test whether he has a Sanyang body for no reason, and Wen Jing will never say.

He and eighty-one other people lined up in eight rows and came to the Qingxu Hall to stand and wait for questions.

There is a high platform in front of the disciples. More than a dozen Taoists are sitting on the high platform. There are men and women with different styles, but they are all outstanding and outstanding. The man in the middle is wearing light yellow robe, crane bone fairy wind, eyes warm and bright, and should be the current master of Qing Xu Jianzong.

Apart from the seats on the high platform, there are fourteen Taoists here.

In other words, one peak owner did not come.

It goes without saying, I guess.

Jun Yanzhi ’s master, Duan Xuan, has not shown up for many years. He has no intention of accepting disciples, why bother to spend time in this Qingxu Temple?

Zhuo Feng roughly took a look at the qualifications, appearance, and manners of the new disciples, and selected a few people to ask a few questions and let them answer them one by one. Next, the disciples went out of the Qingxian Temple, and more than a dozen peak leaders discussed and decided to go and stay.

As a five-element waste spirit root, everyone will not care, and there will be no peaks to keep him.

Sure enough, Ji Keqing and another wind attribute mutated Lingen were called in first.

Next, you are summoned to the temple.

For a short while, the three spiritual roots and the four spiritual roots also entered one after another, with only eight people remaining. Many were frowning and already crying.

One of the eight turned out to be the blue-eyed boy who was just as good as the evil.

Wen Jing glanced at him silently, and the boy happened to look at him with a smile.

Wen Jing remembers the prompts in the system.

[Character value: 1. You can be friends with good intentions. ]

[Character value: -1. Evil thoughts need to be careful to make friends. ]

.. Are you making friends or not?

The boy laughed: “My name is You Si, what’s your name?”

“.. Jing Jing.”

“Path?”

“The thorns of thorns.”

“There are thorns on the road, it’s hard to walk in step, it’s interesting ..”

“..”

“Where do you want to go?”

Wen Jing looked at him: “Everything is fine.”

The teenager said with a smile: “You and I have come to this field, and we can only choose us by others, we cannot choose others.”

“Nice ..”

You like to speak with a degree, not like a farmer, but like a family member who has read a book ..

Should this friend, or not?

Never heard of his name, at least not with Jun Yanzhi.

At this moment, a doorman in a pale yellow robe came out of the Qingxu Hall: “There are eight people left. Come with me.”

People on the ground stood up by accident.