Chapter 61
In three days, more than 500 people had gathered in front of Shimen, most of them were mortals who had not practiced before, and among them there were dozens of Qi Qi practitioners.
After three days passed, the fog behind everyone became heavier again, and they could not be seen.
Even if someone outside wants to visit the Misty Peak, they can only wait until next year.
For three whole days, let alone the 500-odd people in front of Shimen, even the two Taoist boys standing beside Shimen could not hide their fatigue on their faces, standing in one place chatting casually.
"Brother, you said there are more than 500 people this time, how many people can worship the sect?"
"Up to five."
In this empty jungle, the sounds of birds and running water are endless, and the voices of the two Taoist boys are as thin as mosquitoes and flies, and others cannot hear them clearly.
However, among the crowd, there was a scholar in green shirt with a bow and a knife, but frowned, and a shock flashed in his eyes.
Cultivating the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness will not only change the physical body. The body tempering chapter will improve the sense of smell, the Yijin chapter will improve the eyesight, the bone strengthening chapter will improve the hearing.
This change is comprehensive.
Although Su Zimo is a human race, his physical body and five senses are stronger than spirit beasts!
Although the voices of the two Taoists were soft, Su Zimo could hear them clearly.
More than five hundred people, up to five people can worship the sect!
What is the concept of a ratio of one hundred to one?
Su Zimo originally thought that he could easily worship the Misty Peak with the help of Tianlinggen, but now it seems that Tianlinggen is not enough for him to rely on.
If you want to worship the Misty Peak, the conditions must be extremely harsh, otherwise so many people will not be eliminated!
While Su Zimo was thinking to himself, he listened to the two Taoist boys continuing to talk.
"Senior brother, which five people are you optimistic about?"
"There are two uncomfortable men and women. Although they are only in the fifth layer of Qi, they look extraordinary. They are similar. Oh, there is a little fat man over there, who looks very clever and should be good. . Junior brother, he is fatter than you, hehe."
Su Zimo's eyes rolled.
Outside the crowd, there was a man and a woman standing not far away, incompatible with everyone.
The man is about the same age as Su Zimo, dressed in a purple robe, with sword brows into his temples, his face is slashed, his expression is arrogant, his hands are on his back, his eyes are closed, and he doesn't move. The whole person seems to have been integrated into the landscape. .
The woman wore a slender white shirt. She had an extremely beautiful appearance and a fairy-like jade face. She was amazing, but her expression was cold. Even if she looked from a distance, she could feel a faint chill.
Su Zimo feels that men are not in the same group with everyone because of disdain, and women are not in the same group with everyone because they don't want to.
As for the little fat guy that the two Taoist boys said...
To be precise, this little fat man is not young at all. He looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. He can't see his neck or waist. At first glance, it looks like a big bucket gave birth to two elephant legs. It strayed back and forth without stopping for a moment.
On the big round face, the small eyes blinked and squirmed, and in only three days, he had become a part of everyone.
"Brother, there is a scholar with a bow and a knife over there, do you think he has a chance?" The Fat Daotong asked again.
Su Zimo was curious when he heard the two Dao Tong talking about himself, and wanted to hear what the thin Dao Tong said.
"This person... is a little weird. He is a scholar, but he is carrying a big bow and a knife. I doubt if his bow and knife are hollow."
At this moment, a ray of morning light fell among the green mountains and green waters.
The morning sun is rising.
The two Taoist boys straightened their clothes and stood on both sides of Shimen with solemn expressions. The thin Taoist boy raised his voice and said: "You need to pass three passes to open the mountain to the Miao Mifeng Peak. The first pass is called Xianyuan Pass. Cultivation is exquisite. By chance, if you can walk here through the heavy fog, you will have a fate with Misty Peak."
"The second level is called the Test Spirit Pass. You line up and pass through this stone gate in turn, and those who are superior in spiritual roots, earth spiritual roots, and heaven spiritual roots can enter the third level."
"The third pass is called the life and death pass. Those who pass the second pass follow the stone steps behind me and go up the mountain until they reach the top of the mountain. Let me remind you that this pass is extremely dangerous, slightly If you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss, with no bones left.
Hearing this, everyone's heart shuddered, and their expressions were uncertain.
The people worshipped into the Misty Peak, in order to seek immortality and ask for longevity. If they lost their lives because of worshipping into the sect, what kind of immortal would they have cultivated?
The top of this mountain is covered with clouds and mist, and you can't see the head at all.
You don't need to think too much, and you can guess that this mountain road will definitely not be easy to walk.
Dozens of gas trainers present were smiling and confident.
It's nothing more than climbing, and they can all fly into the air with a sword. This level is no pressure for them.
Among the crowd, a mortal was dissatisfied and said loudly: "Two little brothers, they are gas trainers themselves. They can naturally fly to the top of the mountain easily, but we have to climb step by step. This is not fair!"
"Humph!"
A gas trainer snorted coldly when he heard the words, and said coldly: "There is so much fairness in this world. People are divided into three or six stages. If you want to be fair, you should go out and condense before you come back!"
"You..." The mortal was speechless for a while, feeling uneasy in his heart.
The two Taoists of the Misty Sect were not angry. The fat Tao Tong smiled and said: "You have thought about it, this mountaineering road is fair to everyone, even if it is impossible to train a fighter, uh... it may not be able to board. The top of the mountain. If you are not careful, the gas trainer will have to bury his bones here!"
The fat Tao Tong seemed to have missed something, his eyes were a little flustered, and he changed his words quickly.
Everyone didn't think much about it, only when the fat Dao Tong accidentally said something wrong.
Hearing this, the many mortals present let out a sigh of relief.
But those dozens of gas trainers looked ugly.
It is not easy for them to cultivate. Some people have even reached the ninth level of Qi Condensation. If they worshipped a sect and died here...
Su Zimo turned his eyes slightly.
The arrogant man in the purple robe still closed his eyes, as if he didn't care about what the two Taoists said.
The white-shirted woman kept her face cold, her expression unchanged, her eyes calm, as if frozen into ice.
The little fat man in the crowd was laughing and joking, looking careless and indifferent.
"Come on, number one." The Thin Dao Tong raised his hand slightly, motioning the person standing in the first place to come forward and walk through the stone gate.
This person is a Qi Practitioner, Qi Condensing Seventh Floor.
Hearing these words, this person was a little nervous, but when he came to Shimen, he suddenly stopped, bowed to the two Taoists, and asked with a smile: "Two Taoists, can't ordinary spiritual roots work? Is there no room for maneuver?"
The two Taoists shook their heads.
The person sighed slightly and walked to Shimen.
The moment he walked into the stone gate, a water curtain suddenly appeared in the middle of the stone gate, with four distinct brilliance shining on it.
Four attributes, ordinary spiritual roots!
This person desperately tried to break through the stone gate, but was blocked by the four-color water curtain.
fail!
The fat boy apologized, nodded to the person, looked at the crowd, and said loudly: "Next one."