natural fairy species

Chapter 82
Law Enforcement Hall.

Different from the other temples in style, the whole body here is black and solemn.

The hall was oppressive, like a huge monster lying down, devouring everyone who entered.

The Hall of Law Enforcement deals with all illegal acts by the disciples of the sect in charge, and prohibits the black mountain monks from exceeding the rules.

There are six inspection teams in the hall, all led by the elders who established the foundation, and the members selected are those with outstanding combat power.

Among the five halls of Qingfengmen, the Hall of Law Enforcement has the most authority and is also the most respected.

The head of the sect is basically from the Palace of Law Enforcement.

It wasn't until this session that Wei Dao was born, broke this convention, won the battle for the head, and took the position of head of the Qingfeng Sect.

On the high platform of the side hall, three foundation-building monks looked at the water mirror in front of them. There were hundreds of steps inside, and two sect disciples were standing at the bottom with their hands tied.

"Hallmaster, why do you need to go to such a trivial matter, just leave it to us. Asking Xinlu rarely dismisses disciples, it's just a formality."

Ma Ming followed behind an old man, bending slightly.

The old man is tall, with thick eyebrows and wide eyes, and a very stern face, even with a smile, there is a touch of coercion.

"True disciples are related to the future of the sect. I have already made a suggestion at the elders meeting to divide the future resource allocation according to the number of steps taken on the road of asking the heart. Unfortunately, it was rejected by the sect leader."

Liang Yu, the master of the Hall of Law Enforcement, cultivated in the late stage of foundation establishment, and passed on to his disciples from the ancestor Yang Zhenren, the ancestor of the alchemy.

When the head of the Qingfeng sect was running for election, Liang Yu was the most popular candidate, and his voice was extremely high.

But at the last moment, Ge Laozu, who seldom spoke out and cared about common affairs, suddenly focused on defending the Tao, and Yang Laozu was noncommittal.

Liang Yu, who originally had an advantage in the Presbyterian Church, lost to Wei Dao, who was much less senior than himself.

But in terms of power, he is still the top number in the sect.

It's just that in recent years, as Patriarch Yang's lifespan is running out, and the majesty of the head of the guard has become more and more prosperous, their line of people has a sense of wind and rain.

Ma Ming's face showed embarrassment. He walked more than [-] steps in Wenxin Road, and his performance in this level was not outstanding.

Another old man answered immediately: "Brother's foresight is beyond comparison. If the person sitting in that position is a senior, the sect will surely develop even more prosperously..."

"Don't mention this again! Wei Dao runs the sect, and his achievements over the years are obvious to all. I am not as good as him in this regard."

Liang Yu, who has been in charge of law enforcement for decades, put on a straight face at this time, not angry.

"Junior Brother Zhang, I have advised you many times to open up the situation a little bit. What is the benefit to your cultivation if you are obsessed with a little power and scramble for it?"

Just seeing that Junior Brother Zhang has white hair, his body is obviously aging, and he is only a few years younger than himself in the early stage of foundation establishment, Liang Yu couldn't bear to say more, and looked into the water mirror.

"The second stage of the trial, let's begin."

The hundreds of steps in the water mirror glow at the same time, and there is a star cover on the top, forming a closed space.

Middle-grade magic weapon, asking the mind ladder.

"Junior Brother Bai, I'll take the first step, you study slowly!"

Xiong Baishan winked at Bai Zichen, laughed wildly twice, and stepped up the first step with his thighs open.

Bai Zichen had inquired that the Heavenly Ladder of Questioning Mind was a magic weapon handed down from generation to generation in the Hall of Law Enforcement. It could illuminate the body of the soul, purify the spiritual platform, and judge the mind by the steps that monks stepped on the ladder.

As long as you take ten steps, you will pass the second level.

Since the True Inheritance Trial, very few disciples have been eliminated by the Wenxin Ladder.

Bai Zichen thought that his heart for the Tao was not weaker than others, and seeing that Xiong Baishan had stepped out of the seventh and eighth steps step by step, he took the first step firmly.

A force of gravity weighed on his shoulders, and his legs were as heavy as lead. Every time he took a step, he felt tired and weak. After walking a few steps, he even felt the pain of tearing muscles.

Only by staying in place can the pain be relieved, and if you step out of the first step, life is worse than death.

Bai Zichen clenched his teeth, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, it turned out that it was a physical test.

Even this kind of superficial pain is unbearable, so there is no need to continue climbing on the Wenxin Tianjie.

Going up one step further, all kinds of delicacies, mansions and palaces, and Meiji's servants appear in his mind like a revolving lantern. He has become a prince, born with high status, living a life of luxury with fresh clothes and angry horses, wine and meat Life.

If you want any rare treasures, exotic beauties, someone will deliver them to the bedroom the next day.

"How can a few foreign objects compete with longevity, it's too small to look down on people."

Bai Zichen looked on coldly, like a passer-by. The surrounding scene dissipated into pieces like broken glass, and he took a few steps up.

As soon as the scene changed, there were mortal relatives and friends from the clan, one after another came up and held hands, inviting him to go home for a gathering.

That Bai Ling was wearing a semi-sheer gauze skirt, his cheeks were like pearls and his eyes were full of spring, adding a bit of beauty to his eyes, he murmured about Brother Chen and waved to him.

Bai Zichen turned a blind eye, and only paused and let out a long sigh when he passed by his uncle Bai Jiuan.

Opening his eyes again, he had already reached level [-].

Xiong Baishan, who originally set off one step ahead, was now one step behind, his expression changed on the 27th level of the sky, and he hesitated.

Bai Zichen looked up, there were still [-] steps away from the top of Wenxin Tianjie, and the last few steps seemed to have been integrated into the starlight, so far away.

"The trial has passed, let's see how many levels I can reach... I heard that the highest record in the past century is the 55th level that the head of the guard walked out of."

Clean up the mood, standing on the 31st level.

The world is spinning, decades have passed, and Bai Zichen is already in his sixties.

Because he was seriously injured in the Zongmen's land reclamation war, he spent more than ten years recuperating from his injuries, his foundation was damaged, and it took him several times more time to refine his qi to perfection.

At the age of 40, he made all the contributions and exchanged for the Foundation Establishment Pill to attack the Foundation Establishment, and was defeated at the first level of the physical body. It turned out that there was still a dark wound hidden in the body, which broke out at a critical moment and stopped directly at the first level.

The cultivation base retreated two realms in a row, and changed back to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

But he was not discouraged. After ten years of painstaking training, he once again achieved perfection in Qi refining. This time, he was only assisted by a foundation-building spiritual object, but because of insufficient mana, the erysipelas was not cleared, and he fell short again.

This time, the backlash from the failure of foundation establishment was even heavier, almost costing his life.

After coming out of the secret room, with silver hair and wrinkled skin, he looked 20 years old in an instant, with only the sixth level of Qi Refining left.

This re-cultivation took a full 15 years. At the age of 65, Bai Zichen reached the state of Qi Refining Dzogchen for the third time.

"Brother Bai, forget it, how can you build a foundation at your age, if you fail, you will die immediately!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Bai, why don't you resign from the sect and return to your family to marry a few wives and concubines to reproduce. With your complete cultivation of Qi refining, you still have decades of good life to live."

At the age of 65, he failed twice in building foundations, his vitality and blood were exhausted, and his mana was declining...

Everything indicates that to forcefully build the foundation again, there is only one dead end.

"On the great road, how can you be as good as you want, but please be worthy of your heart."

Bai Zichen refused the kindly persuasion of his senior brother, walked into the secret room without the foundation building pill and the foundation building spirit, and closed the death test.

A month later, a vortex of soaring spiritual energy formed, and a foundation cultivator slowly walked out of the secret room.

Bai Zichen opened his eyes, and there was a glow flowing in them. After passing through the fictitious decades, he has unknowingly reached the super-heaven rank.

(End of this chapter)