Chapter 10: Rising

Compete with the immortal cultivation family!

The children of the Fang family were frightened, and even Fang Hanyu subconsciously tightened his scabbard.

Zhou Xue did not say much, took the lead and walked onto the street, followed by the crowd, and Fang Wang and others followed closely.

Along the way, Fang Wang was feeling the breath of the people around him. Not everyone could hide their breath like Zhou Xue, and he felt a lot of spiritual power fluctuations.

Many people have cultivated spiritual power, including mortals like the children of the Fang family, so they did not seem abrupt.

It seems that the so-called immortal cultivation family also has strong and weak points. Perhaps if there is an immortal cultivator in the ancestor, it can also be regarded as an immortal cultivation family.

Fang Wang thought so, and soon he found a figure with extremely strong spiritual power, almost catching up with him.

The man wore a bamboo hat, a black dress, a book box on his back, and a gourd hanging around his waist. His strange dress attracted many people to look at him.

There is a main street in Taiyuan Town. Walking all the way to the end, there is actually a large lake. This large lake is surrounded by the surrounding mountains and Taiyuan Town. The diameter of the lake is more than 100 meters. The lake water is green and sparkling under the sunlight.

There is a row of men and women wearing uniform robes by the lake. They are all tall and straight, handsome men and beautiful women, like children of immortals. They are probably disciples of Taiyuan Sect. The robes of Taiyuan Sect are white as the base, and the cuffs, shoulders, waists and boots are all black, with exquisite embroidery.

Zhou Xue stopped, and Fang Wang and others followed and stopped around her. Looking up, there are at least 500 people around, and the number is still growing.

This made Fang Wang sigh in his heart. When he was in Nanqiu City, he didn't know the existence of the immortal world. Now far away from the secular world, there are so many people pursuing the immortal way.

Nanqiu City is considered one of the richest cities in Daqi. There are many martial arts masters passing by. Fang Wang has made many friends, but none of them have heard of cultivating immortals. This shows how big the cognitive barriers between immortals and mortals are.

Zhou Xue did not say anything, while the others in Fang Mansion were whispering to each other. Fang Hanyu looked around and seemed calm, but Fang Wang noticed that the boy had been holding the scabbard tightly, and was obviously very nervous.

After waiting for about half an hour, there were more than a thousand people gathered by the lake, and even some people whose cultivation level Fang Wang could not see through at all appeared.

Dong——

The previous bell sounded again, quieting everyone by the lake.

Fang Wang looked closely and found that it was a male disciple who was ringing the bell. The bell was only the size of a palm and was brass-colored. A light knock with an iron stick had the effect of shaking the mountains and forests.

Another male disciple stepped forward. He looked to be in his early thirties and had an elegant temperament.

"I am Guan Linfeng, the fifth disciple of Taiyuan Sect. Today I will lead the entrance examination. The examination is divided into two levels. The first is to attract spirits. Everyone comes to me one by one and puts their hands on the spirit stone in my hand. Anyone who makes the spirit stone glow can immediately enter the next level."

"The second level is behind me. Jump over this lake, climb over this mountain, and follow the guidance of the white crane in the sky. Go all the way. The road is bumpy. Just shout out the word "give up" and someone will save you. The farther you go, the higher your score will be. Remember, don't deviate from the direction pointed by the white crane, otherwise you will die and it will be your own fault."

The disciple who called himself Guan Linfeng was not arrogant, but his words gave people an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Fang Wang looked up and saw that there was a white crane hovering above the top of the mountain in front of him. Looking further ahead, there were other white cranes in the sky. From where he was, they were connected in a straight line.

Looking at the lake in front of them, the children of Fang Mansion panicked. Except for Zhou Xue, Fang Wang, and Fang Hanyu, even if they practiced martial arts, they only had a few tricks. How could they jump over this lake, and how could they cross the mountain that was at least 150 feet high?

Zhou Xue said comfortingly: "Only if you can make that spiritual stone light up can you enter the door. The second level is for those who have a foundation in cultivating immortals."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Hanyu looked at Fang Wang and asked: "Can your sword-riding skills fly over that mountain?"

Fang Wang raised his eyebrows and smiled and asked: "Why? You want me to take you!"

Hearing this, Fang Hanyu rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "How is it possible? I'm just asking. I don't need you to take you. Don't take others with you. Taking people to fly with swords will definitely consume a lot of spiritual power. You should try your best to win glory for Fang Mansion."

This is also a reminder to other children of Fang Mansion.

Fang Wang shook his head and laughed, and said no more.

At the same time, some people had already walked towards Guan Linfeng, and soon a long line formed. Zhou Xue led everyone to line up.

"Pass!"

Guan Linfeng's voice sounded from the front, and then Fang Wang saw a man leap up, and a flying sword flew out of the storage bag on his waist, quickly grew larger, landed at his feet, and carried him to the horizon.

This scene shocked many people and made them more yearning for Taiyuanmen.

A young man from the Fang Mansion named Fang Mo sighed: "If you master the sword-controlling technique, won't you get the highest score?"

Zhou Xue glanced at him and said: "How can it be that simple? How do you know how long the journey is? Are there any monsters or spirits in the sky blocking it?"

Fang Mo scratched his head and smiled awkwardly when he heard it.

The first level of the assessment was very fast, with an average of one person every ten breaths. Fang Wang and others were not far behind in the queue, so they waited patiently.

Under Zhou Xue's arrangement, Fang Wang was the first one in line, and she was at the back, so that she could take care of others.

Such thoughtfulness made Fang Wang doubt whether she was really a demon cultivator.

Can a demon cultivator become an immortal?

Is she trying to scare him?

Fang Wang thought to himself, and he found that he could not see through Zhou Xue more and more. This guy became unpredictable after adapting to the matter of rebirth. Just like these few days, every late night, he heard Zhou Xue's footsteps leaving, and he didn't know what to do.

He thought about whether he should frantically please Zhou Xue to get more methods of cultivating immortals, but he soon gave up. Regardless of whether Zhou Xue would buy it, he didn't want to be so humble.

Besides, he couldn't completely follow Zhou Xue's path. Zhou Xue was reborn, which meant that he failed in his previous life. He must take a stronger path.

Time passed quickly in Fang Wang's thoughts.

Gradually, it was Fang Wang's turn to take the test. He had noticed that the degree of light that each person could make the spirit stone emit was different, and more than half of the people could not make the spirit stone light up.

He had already cultivated spiritual power, so he was naturally not worried. He was just curious about how big the light he could cause. He suspected that the better the aptitude, the brighter the light.

He walked in front of Guan Linfeng and pressed the spirit stone in Guan Linfeng's hand with his right hand.

A cool breeze penetrated into his palm, and then he felt a suction force pulling the spiritual power in his body. He did not resist. As the spiritual power penetrated into the spirit stone, the spirit stone burst out with light.

"Pass!"

Guan Linfeng said, his expression did not change at all.

Fang Wang was also slightly disappointed. Such light was obviously brighter than the previous person, but it did not seem to represent aptitude, perhaps it was just related to cultivation.

He did not think about it anymore. After clasping his fists to Guan Linfeng, he walked to the lake. He jumped into the lake and stepped on the waves on the lake surface.

This scene did not attract the attention of the Taiyuan Sect disciples. Some people had done this before. After all, not everyone knows how to control the sword.

Guan Linfeng called another disciple to replace him, then turned around and looked at Fang Wang, who was like a wild goose flying over the lake, then stepped on the mountain wall and stepped up as if walking on flat ground.

Fang Wang's performance excited Fang Hanyu and others. No matter what, with Fang Wang here, Fang Mansion will not be embarrassed. Although Fang Mansion has no reputation here, they still have a little pride in their hearts.

"Not simple."

Guan Linfeng looked at Fang Wang's figure on the top of the mountain, muttered to himself, his eyes full of admiration.

"This group of disciples is extraordinary. I'm afraid that a single-line disciple level figure will be born. I don't know who can win the top-grade magic weapon and dominate the world."

At the same time, Fang Wang stood on the top of the mountain. The breeze blew his tight white clothes, and the two strands of long hair on his temples floated back, revealing his handsome face.

Looking at the magnificent plain in front of him, Fang Wang was amazed. He didn't expect that there was such a scenery behind the mountain. Two rows of high mountains stretched to the end of the world, and there was a wide plain between the two mountain ranges. Standing here, it looked like a trace of a sword chopped by an immortal.

Fang Wang didn't have time to appreciate it for too long. He jumped down, and the wind was howling. He fell all the way. When he was about to land, he pulled out the sword at his waist, twisted his waist in the air, and stabbed the sword into the mountain wall. The blade cut through the mountain wall, and the broken stones flew everywhere. His falling speed was greatly reduced.

It was worthy of the sword he bought at a high price. It was hard enough!

When he was less than five feet away from the ground, he was about to stop. He immediately raised his foot and stepped on the mountain wall. The blade of the sword was pulled out of the mountain wall. His body turned over in the air and landed steadily on the grass.

He sheathed the sword and ran in the direction indicated by the white crane in the sky.

Although the great perfection of the sword-controlling technique allows him to fly with the sword, it consumes a lot of energy. After all, this sword is not a magic sword and cannot attract spiritual power. It can only be wrapped and driven by spiritual power, so he does not plan to use it in advance.

He has a hunch that there may be a fight at the end of this road.

If it is just a competition of who can run farther, it is a simple competition of spiritual power. Taiyuanmen should not be so careless.

Fang Wang ran fast on the plain, using spiritual power to perform the Absolute Shadow Step, which consumes much less than the sword control, and his speed is faster than a thousand-mile horse. At first glance, his toes barely touched the ground, and the grass flew as he passed.

Not long after.

Fang Wang saw two figures. They were fighting in front of the mountain wall near the left side. The two were extremely agile. One held a scimitar and chopped out thunder, and the other held a folding fan and waved out fire wind, making the grass within a radius of ten feet burn.

Fang Wang just took a quick glance and did not stop.

Sure enough, such a long road is used for assessment, and the original intention is definitely not as simple as it seems.

A sound of breaking through the air passed by Fang Wang's head. He looked up and found a woman in yellow wearing a bamboo hat and a white veil on her face. She was carrying three scabbards and dressed like a chivalrous knight. The most important thing was that this woman was not flying on a sword, but on a red gourd.

This was too...

Fang Wang was envious. It was definitely a magic weapon, and this woman's cultivation must be high. It was estimated that she was at the eighth or ninth level of the Qi-nourishing Realm.

He just glanced at it for a few times and kept on going, not in a hurry to catch up.

In the sky.

Gu Li stood on her treasured gourd, looking into the distance, her eyes were vague, and she was obviously in a trance. Even with a veil on, her eyebrows and eyes were still imaginative.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something, and turned her head to see a man in black who was also wearing a bamboo hat. He flew over with a sword at a very fast speed and quickly passed by her.

"Ninth level of the Qi-nourishing Realm, it seems that my father is right, Taiyuan Sect has the potential to rise, but I don't want to lose to my peers!"

Gu Li snorted coldly and began to speed up.