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- Six days passed by in a flash, and the Immortal Ascension Conference was just around the corner.
In six days, too many things happened in Lingxi Town. The adventure of a certain mountain boy at the inn spread throughout the town. The landlady's golden carrot also became famous. Young talents from all over the world started to gather together. Looking for fairy fate in the town, and six days have passed, how many opportunities have been discovered, it is like a person knowing whether the water is warm or cold.
As for the person who created the figurines, he stayed at Home Inn for six days with peace of mind and never left the house.
Cracking the task chain at the gate of the town was purely out of interest. Wang Lu never put his hope in fate from the beginning.
With the divine spiritual roots, why do you need opportunities to cultivate immortality?
Of course, to put it another way, after exchanging all his belongings for a box of wine and meat, Wang Lu, who only had a penny left on him, had no choice unless he was willing to wash the dishes for the landlady.
In the morning, Wang Lu was woken up by the noise outside the house.
"The Immortal Ascension Conference has begun!"
"The Golden Bridge at Shanmen is about to fall!"
I don¡¯t know how many people were shouting loudly, and as they shouted, the voices gradually surged out of the town.
Wang Lu opened his eyes, and the sunlight outside the window was already a little dazzling. He sighed, and he patted the boy awake, ready to change clothes, wash up, and embark on the journey.
When checking out at the counter, the landlady couldn't stop laughing for some reason. Even when Wang Lu handed the food box back to her, the landlady waved her hand very generously: "Whatever it's worth, I'll give it to you."
Wang Lu really wants to ask, since you are so generous, can you return the 3,500 taels of silver to me?
Of course not. Holding the tattered copper plate in his hand, Wang Lu left the inn with a bright smile and a huge and heavy food box, and followed the crowd towards the wide open mountain gate outside the town.
Outside Lingxi Town, the majestic mountains are coated with a layer of light gold by the sunshine. A golden bridge slowly descends from the sky in the year-round clouds and mist. One end points to the ground, and the other end connects to the misty and endless Lingjian Mountain. The clouds and mist cover the golden bridge. Cutting it off at the waist also cuts off the eyes of the mortal world looking up at the fairy dust.
Thousands of people were crowded into the small open space, leaving no room for latecomers. Wang Lu got up too late and was stuck on the road out of the town, unable to get out. He could only stand and look into the distance.
Fortunately, the young man had excellent eyesight and could see the Golden Bridge in the air getting closer to the ground from a distance. The two young monks next to him were wearing black and white robes, holding swords in their hands and flying swords on their feet, steadily guarding both sides of the Golden Bridge.
Seen from a distance, the Xianjia monks do not have three heads and six arms. The two young people are like ordinary people. There are no colorful clouds around them and no spiritual birds and fairy music to accompany them. However, the aura of the Xianjia is far better than that of ordinary people. Between emperors. The space crowded with thousands of people became silent with the slight muffled sound of the golden bridge landing. The eyes of countless people were focused on one place, whether it was the son of the emperor or the descendant of a family that cultivated immortals, they were all speechless at this time.
In the silence, the Spirit Sword cultivator smiled and spoke, and his voice was like the wind, reaching the ears of everyone present.
"First of all, on behalf of our sect, my junior brother and I welcome everyone to attend the Spirit Sword Sect's Immortal Ascension Conference."
Then the two of them applauded very calmly. Unfortunately, the Xian monk's aura was too strong, and no one agreed due to the shock, so they immediately stood aside.
The senior brother was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, and said: "Not much gossip, I believe everyone has asked enough about our sect before coming here and in the town, so I won't go into details. More things. , you will naturally know it when you reach the right height. Here, I would like to wish you all the opportunity to find your own on this road to immortality."
At this time, someone finally asked: "For the Immortal Ascension Conference, you only need to keep climbing along this bridge to the top?"
The senior brother replied: "I can only say that I hope you will do your best on the road. As for the summit, there is no need to ask for it."
"Then there has to be an explanation of what position you have to reach to be considered qualified, right?"
The senior brother replied: "You will naturally know when the time comes."
"When is that time? Isn't this too irresponsible?"
The senior brother smiled and said nothing, but the junior brother said with a cold face: "If you don't want to come, you can leave. Who is begging you?"
The doubter immediately blushed with anger, but did not dare to argue any more.
Then the senior brother spoke loudly: "Next, please follow the Golden Bridge into the mountain. Generally speaking, there is no danger on this road to immortality. However, if there is an accident, or you are trapped somewhere and cannot hold on, you can ask for help at any time. We will Our colleagues arrived in time.¡±
The junior brother added: "But if there is someone who deliberately wants to die, we will definitely make it happen."
Senior brother said: "I'm sorry, my junior brother has been in a bad mood these days"
"I'm in a good mood."
"You shut up first"?. "
"You just shut up, you can draw the lottery directly, and you have the nerve to drag me here to do such chores"
Seeing that the senior brother was already being watched by thousands of people, the senior brother quickly changed the subject: "I announce that the Immortal Ascension Conference has officially begun!"
After saying that, the two brothers and sisters hurriedly took off and moved out of the way of the Golden Bridge entrance.
The next moment, crowds of people surged. Young men and servants from all over the country crowded onto the bridge. Although the golden bridge was dozens of meters wide, it could not accommodate so many people at once. Suddenly there was an explosion of crying and roaring. What's worse, Many people who went on the bridge screamed and fell down as soon as they took a step or two, and the scene was a complete mess.
The brothers at Lingjian Mountain were also taken aback. The two of them quickly flew down and worked together to separate the crowd. However, at this time, there were no fewer than hundreds of injured people rolling and wailing on the ground.
The senior brothers looked at each other with ugly expressions, especially the senior brother who was even more embarrassed: "I'm sorry I just forgot to mention that after the conference starts, except for qualified candidates, no one else can go on the bridge, so everyone who is accompanying you should please go back. "
¡°I see, it¡¯s no wonder that the servants were mixed together like dumplings. What¡¯s interesting is that besides the servants, there were also quite a few young masters who fell off the bridge.
"At this time, the junior brother said in a cold voice: "I'd like to reiterate, anyone under the age of twelve who has not practiced spiritual practice on the bridge, and anyone who is just pretending to be a fool, get out of here."
The young men who fell under the bridge were immediately embarrassed. Many of them were indeed thirteen or fourteen years old, but they had faked their ages in an attempt to get through. At this time, they were exposed. Although they wanted to explain themselves, they looked at the face of the Spirit Sword monk. Stinky face, who dares to speak loudly? Even if these two people did not explain in advance and caused chaos at the scene, no one dared to blame them.
Of course, there are over 10,000 people present, and there are always some extraordinary people. I heard one person on the bridge shout angrily: "I am only eleven years old this year, why can't I climb the bridge?"
The junior brother immediately grimaced: "How do you know you are eleven years old? You can remember the date right after you were born?"
The man's momentum suddenly dropped: "Of course my family told me this."
"That's because your mother remembered it wrong."
The young man was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Senior brother¡¯s eyes turned: ¡°Who is your Excellency?¡±
"I am Liu Hanlong from the Liu family in Youzhou. On my eleventh birthday just last month, my mother, the head of the Feiyun Sect, invited seventeen aristocratic families from Lianyun Mountain in Youzhou to congratulate me on my birthday. Everyone in Lianyun Mountain came to celebrate my birthday. Know!"
The brothers looked at each other in confusion: "Feiyun Sect?"
"Lianyun Mountain?"
After being stunned for a moment, the senior brother took out a map from his sleeve with a suspicious look on his face, unfolded it immediately, and searched for it with his junior brother.
After searching for a long time, the junior brother's face became even colder: "What's the point of a small sect that can't find its location on the map? Seventeen aristocratic families are celebrating the eleventh birthday of a character like you whose life and death are unknown? Where can a broken sect dare to come from? Called a noble family?"
Seeing that the junior brother's comments were getting more and more outrageous, the senior brother quickly interrupted: "That's right, the Shengxian Golden Bridge was built by our leader himself. If you have any questions about the efficacy of the golden bridge, you can contact the leader to ask questions in person."
The junior brother sneered: "I think he will definitely have a long talk with you in a pleasant manner."
Have a long talk with you? Let me send you to sleep! The young master of the Liu family was smashed with the Spirit Sword Master's signboard, and he was immediately disgraced. He and his servant disappeared into the crowd and disappeared.
At this point, there was no voice of doubt in the space of ten thousand people. Seeing that the order was established, the two brothers nodded and took off, no longer paying attention to the trivial matters at the entrance of Jinqiao. The rest of the people also moved forward slowly and quietly.
Of course, there were inevitable discussions while walking around. A certain bookboy carrying heavy luggage was in a bad mood and sighed: "The Immortal family is really different. Both doormen are such big airs."
The young master next to him chuckled: "Porter? You are really blind. If those two people hear these words, I can offer you incense on this day next year Didn't you listen to what they said? It's the bottom of the lottery." They were assigned to work as doormen, and just now the two of them used their swords to separate the crowd of thousands of people. How powerful are your doormen?"
The book boy was stunned for a moment and muttered: "It's true that he can show off his power, but I always feel that the Spirit Sword Party is not friendly to us mortals."
"When you were a kid, you poured boiling water into the ant nests, but I didn't see how friendly you were to them. Immortals have different paths, and mortals are just ants. If someone is in such a bad mood and doesn't go on a killing spree, it's considered a kindhearted person. Do you know We actually sold it before the death gate just now?"
The little book boy¡¯s face turned pale: ¡°Really?¡±
"Of course it's false. Do you believe this? It's not an evil sect or a demon clan. How can it be possible to kill innocent people indiscriminately?"
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"But the Spirit Sword Sect is really interesting. It is very different from the traditional sects that follow the rules. Although it is an ancient sect, it has an indescribable temperament and uniqueness. I like it!"
The boy sighed and silently followed the young master's footsteps. The Spirit Sword Sect's Jinqiao only had an age limit, and he was the same age as the young master. He had just celebrated his twelfth birthday and happened to be on the qualifying line. This trip would inevitably have to help the young master carry his luggage to the end.
At this time, he had never thought that stepping on the Golden Bridge would mean embarking on the road to immortality. This road only recognized the fate of immortality, but it did not distinguish between young masters and book boys.
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