Chasing the Immortal Road

To call a monk of the same level like this, if you encounter someone with a bad temper, you have to be taught
But it was not their turn to talk about the matters of the True Lords. They could only look at the disciples in the square and the white jade cloud pillars, pretending not to hear. After all, they were just ordinary Jindan elders.

Zhenjun Ning Chong is accustomed to his title. As the master of the Weapon Tempering Peak, Zhenjun Duyan is the only ninth-level weapon refiner in the sect. When the younger junior brother first learned to refine weapons, he often consulted True Lord Duyan. Half a master.

He did not hide anything: "It is true that he never sent a message back to the clan. I also sent him several message talismans, but they failed to be successfully transmitted. I think Junior Brother Gubai must be in some secret place."

"I still like to wander around." Zhenjun Duyan curled his lips.

Seeing his appearance, Zhenjun Ning Chong asked, "Are you still waiting for Junior Brother Gubai to return this month?"

"No!" Zhenjun Duyan sighed heavily again: "This little moon doesn't know who she is following, she is very stubborn. She wants to rely on her own ability to become a disciple, so I don't want to interfere. I want to interfere, but Gu Bai There is no news from the boy, and there is no way to connect him. I am so worried."

This stubborn temper just follows you.

After listening to his words, Zhenjun Ning Chong thought to himself.

This senior who had only known how to wield hammers for thousands of years suddenly took home a little baby fourteen years ago, claiming that it was his own flesh and blood. He went around asking fellow seniors and sisters who had children for their experience in raising children, and many senior sisters were kind enough to help him. He wanted to take the lead, but was forcefully rejected by Senior Brother Duyan.

For so many years, he has been a father and a mother on his own. With his stubbornness, he finally managed to pull Jin Yue up. He asked for stars but would not give them to the moon. Fortunately, Jin Yue was not spoiled by him as an arrogant and overbearing young master.

Although he has never been an old father, Ning Chongzhenjun also has experience in raising disciples. He comforted: "Senior brother, please don't be impatient. The younger generations will have their own destiny."

They had watched Jin Yue grow up, and his aptitude and character were both excellent. If this child hadn't just wanted to be his junior brother, he would have accepted him as his disciple.

True Lord Duyan didn't say anything more, and his eyes fell on the female disciple next to his precious son, and he muttered in his heart: "The friend that Little Moon mentioned must be this girl, she looks quite cute."

Disciples who have finished the arena are not allowed to stay around anymore and must immediately participate in the third level of the trial tower.

After Chao Jinyue left, Yun Qingluo went to watch a few more games away from Arena No. 48 in order to avoid the female disciples who came to inquire about Chao Jinyue.

At noon, the scorching brilliance of the sun stirred up layers of heat waves in the square, and Yun Qingluo's number and assessment ring number finally appeared on the cloud pillar.

She stroked her heart that was beating wildly on her chest, "Whether you go into the inner door to eat sweet cakes and drink milk, or go to the bottom of Taixuan Peak to blow the northwest wind, it all depends on what happens next!"

Yun Qingluo jumped onto the ring, and the foundation-building disciple in charge checked the information as usual and announced the start of the battle.

The puppet, who was also at the seventh level of Qi Refining, attacked quickly. Yun Qingluo held the Wuchi Sword in his hand, twirling lightly on his toes, dodged easily, and swung his sword to strike at the puppet's back. Unexpectedly, the puppet seemed to have eyes on its back. The same figure nimbly avoided, and his shots were fierce and sharp, and he just attacked with force.

"I actually developed sword energy!"

"Those who dare to take the Taixuan Peak assessment are ordinary people."

"Yeah, you see, Arena No. 32 also used sword energy."

"There's also Arena No. 25"

"And more, look over there."

Zhenjun Ning Chong also paid attention to the situation in each arena and nodded with satisfaction: "This class of disciples are all very good."

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yun Qingluo kicked the scarred puppet off the ring and reached the final level.

——Trial Tower. Next to the towering pagoda stands a white jade column, with the name and the number of floors clearly displayed on it.

Among the densely packed names, Yun Qingluo saw Chao Jinyue at the top of the list at a glance.

Good guy, Senior Brother Chao has already reached the twentieth floor.

Yun Qingluo sighed inwardly again and handed her identity card to the person in charge of Jindan for verification. The person once again reminded her not to use elixirs, talismans, formations, and destructive magic weapons in the trial tower, otherwise she would be teleported directly.

Yun Qingluo thanked her and came to a barrier like water ripples at the gate of the pagoda. As soon as she stepped through, she was teleported to the first floor.

Five large red-gold pillars were erected in the circular and empty space, and many spiritual spheres were floating and swaying in the space.

Yun Qingluo looked at the conditions to pass the level. She needed to use her own aura to burst a hundred floating aura balls within a quarter of an hour without using any spells.

"It tests the monk's ability to accurately control spiritual energy. It seems that this is a comprehensive examination room." Yun Qingluo said in his heart, gathering spiritual energy on his fingertips, condensing it into a slender and sharp spiritual energy needle, and hitting a spiritual ball that was floating nearby. .

But with a "pop" sound, the spiritual ball shattered.

So Easy?
Yun Qingluo was so happy that he moved his hands together to condense six long needles at once. He used his body skills to continuously hit the floating spiritual ball. The surroundings were buzzing with "bop". Not even a third of the time had passed. The aura ball disappeared completely.

The stairs leading to the second floor slowly appeared in the corner.

Yun Qingluo meditated and recovered for a moment, then went up the stairs. When he reached the second floor, he saw a fist as big as a sandbag hitting him.

There was a surprise attack!
Yun Qingluo cursed secretly for his lack of martial ethics, lowered his body and leaned back, moved his steps, then quickly turned behind the puppet and kicked the puppet's butt.

Another person of comparable cultivation level
However, this puppet was much weaker than the one in the second level, and it was defeated by her in just a few moves.

On the higher floors, there are also puppets to fight, but the number is increasing, and the types of puppets are also varied, including those with strength, some with flexibility, and those with magic skills.

On the eighteenth floor, Yun Qingluo brought together more than a dozen puppets of different types, quickly swung several layers of sharp sword energy around himself, rushed into the pile of puppets, and blew up half of them. Then he used his body skills to chase down the remaining soldiers very quickly.

When he reached the twenty-first floor, Yun Qingluo's body was already covered with colors. The blood dyed the crow-green disciple uniform into dark brown, and the white mist filled the air, cutting off his spiritual consciousness.

It actually combined the formation.

The unknown often amplifies the fear in people's hearts. Yun Qingluo did not dare to take it lightly. He added a layer of spiritual energy defense shield to himself, held it tight, and opened all his senses.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise from all around. Yun Qingluo couldn't dodge, and smashed the defensive spirit shield into pieces with a heavy punch. Then, fierce attacks came from all directions, and the Haojun Sword was extremely fast.

As time passed by, Yun Qingluo suffered more and more injuries, and the spiritual power in his Dantian was exhausted. In the end, he only returned to the lowest speed.

Finally, a twist.

She appears outside the tower.

Having not passed the twenty-first floor, Yun Qingluo looked at the results of the last level, then looked at the "Thirtieth Floor" after Chao Jinyue's name on the white jade cylinder and the few disciples who had passed the twenty-first floor and above. , finally accept yourself