Heaven is here to torture me

The disciples standing in front of the cave mansion heard Ning Shu's loud shout, and became completely silent in an instant.They were surprised to find that a transparent air wall was erected around the field, like a huge transparent cover, covering their heads.

But at this time, several sword cultivators rushed over, but were blocked by the formation, they beat the air wall anxiously, shouting something, but the people inside couldn't hear a word.

"After the formation is opened, anyone who fails to arrive on time will be deemed to have given up automatically." Ning Shu folded his hands in his sleeves, "I would like to congratulate everyone in the formation, but I hope you can persevere until the end... we Walk!"

In an instant, the formation map shone with light, sweeping away everyone in the formation.

"This... is this the ancestor's Ten Thousand Mountains Map?" On the Xuanji Peak not far away, Elder Mo stood on a high place, looked at the dazzling strange light emerging from Jianling Peak in front of him, and exclaimed, "No Thinking, that kid can actually make this treasure..."

"Master, this Junior Brother Ning is acting strangely, and his attitude is a bit too rampant. He dares to be so ruthless after receiving the contribution points of the sect. I'm afraid the disciples will not accept it." Elder Mo's disciple frowned.

"Hehe, so what if you don't accept it? Look at what he did before, but he didn't even pay attention to the head of the sect. Old man Xue couldn't please him. Why should he look at people?" Elder Mo smiled and twirled his beard. , "What's more, this kid is very shrewd. He has already stated the rules. Those who are late have not followed the rules. It is normal to be eliminated. No wonder others."

"But I just heard that Jian Lingfeng has only reached a dozen or so, if there is no sword repair..."

"Hmph, so what about sword cultivators? Without them, we can't do anything in array cultivation and spiritual cultivation? Let me tell you, sword cultivators are only stronger in single combat power. In terms of overall combat power, who can do it?" Can you defeat our formation?" Elder Mo smiled dismissively.

"What Master taught is..." The disciple bowed his head to lead the training, but there was a bit of pride and pride on his face.

"Do you know what Ning boy needs most right now?" Elder Mo asked again.

"The disciple doesn't know, please tell the master clearly..."

"What he wants is a team that can completely obey his orders. No matter how strong a sword repairer is, if he is proud of his talents and dares not to obey his orders, then it is better not to have one. I believe Zhan Tianyun can understand this point, so Didn't stop Ning boy." Elder Mo touched his long beard and stretched his brows, "Fortunately, all the children have broken through the first level of Ning boy, and I hope they can follow the teachings and cooperate with Ning well." Boy, such a treasure in Xuantian Secret Realm is our family's chance, so we have to search carefully!"

"Disciple understands!"

At this time, Luo Nianshan and a group of disciples just woke up from the dizziness. When they woke up, they found themselves lying on a snowfield. The cold ice and snow made their limbs stiff.

Huang Baotian, a carp, jumped up and hugged his arms tremblingly: "Uncle Ning, where are we now?"

"This is your selection venue and training ground." Seeing that the disciples had woken up, Ning Shu stood up and pointed to the majestic snow mountain behind him, "A total of 540 five people entered this formation, but those who can go to the secret realm in the end There are only 98 people. So, the test question I give you is - mountaineering!"

All the disciples raised their heads and saw the snow-capped mountain soaring into the clouds, I don't know how many feet high it is.

"The first 400 people to climb to the top of this snow-capped mountain are eligible to enter the next mountain with me. That is to say, I will eliminate a hundred people on this mountain." Ning Shu stood up straight and crossed his hands Folding behind him, he said loudly, "Do not use any flying spells or secret treasures. Once I find out, you will lose your qualifications. If you want to give up halfway, just shout and give up. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" All the disciples answered loudly, most of them didn't care too much.

Although the mountain looks very high, they are all cultivators after all, why are they afraid of climbing the mountain?

"Although this should be the easiest mountain, I still advise you not to underestimate it." Ning Shu raised the corners of his lips and said with a smirk, "Besides, after you start climbing the mountain, Axue will chase you from behind. .”

He reached out to pick up Lu Qingzhou on the side, and raised one of his pink and tender paws: "Anyone caught by my Axue will have to go down the mountain and start climbing again!"

"What!?" The disciples were shocked at first, but after seeing Lu Qingzhou's soft, cute and petite appearance, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This is just an ordinary cat, without the slightest aura, as long as you walk fast enough, you can easily get rid of this cat.

Furthermore, even if you are unfortunately caught by this kitten, as long as you refuse to admit it and run away immediately, can this cat still pull you down the mountain?

Lu Qingzhou saw the contempt in the eyes of his disciples, and couldn't help licking his paws.

It seems that what Ning Shuyi said is right, this generation of disciples have not experienced too many bloody storms, and their lives are too comfortable, and they lack a certain degree of vigilance against danger.

It needs to be tuned and taught!

"Start! I'll be waiting for you at the top of the mountain!" Ning Shu shouted loudly, and at the same time, he took a step forward, like an arrow leaving the string, shooting straight into the sky with a "swish", drawing a straight line on the snow mountain ravine.

All the disciples looked at the white figure that was flying away in amazement, unwilling to be left behind, they moved their steps one after another, rushing towards the snow mountain in a mighty manner.

When they climbed the snow-capped mountain, they realized that the mountain in front of them was very different from the usual mountain.

The ice and snow on the mountain surface are solid, flat and smooth like a mirror.

Stepping on it and slipping one step at a time, if not everyone has a foundation in martial arts, they might be embarrassed at the first kick.

I don't know what method Ning Shuyi used to climb so fast on the ice.

The disciples didn't dare to be careless, so they could only climb steadily, step by step, and climb up cautiously.

Xue Youping was in the middle of the team at this time, looking up at the endless whiteness in front of him, his face became paler and paler.

He was frightened by Ning Shu's sword before, and made a fool of himself in public, causing Xue Dashao to quiet down and disappear for a long time.

After finally getting out of the haze, Elder Xue advised him to give up this trip to the secret realm, but Xue Youping refused to accept it.

He was also a leader of Gui Yuanzong's generation, how could he plummet and stop because of fear of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy?

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the mountains. He can't be afraid again, can't stop, he must break through Ning Shuyi's heart demon!

"Ah!" Just as Xue Youping let out a roar, pulled himself together, and planned to sprint upwards in one go, the screams of the disciples erupted from below at the same time—"Ah!!!"

The voices were layered upon layers, and could not stop being heard. It seemed that the disciples at the end of the team were rolling down the mountain one after another. There was also a trace of panic in the tone, which made the listeners startled.

Xue Youping took a closer look, and saw a white light shining not far from him.

That white color complements the vast snow, almost being trapped in the ice and snow.

However, where the white shadow went, the disciples rolled down to the foot of the mountain one after another, and the scene was extremely strange.

"Oh my god, it's Aunt Master!" Huang Baotian exclaimed from above, and Xue Youping realized that the white shadow was actually that beautiful white cat.

It's just that the white cat was so fast that it sent several disciples flying in the blink of an eye.

That light footsteps, graceful figure, like a fairy descending to earth, makes people unable to take their eyes off...

"Ah!?" Xue Youping suddenly woke up from the state of cat obsession at the moment of rolling down the snow mountain, and yelled in amazement.

He discovered that what the cat used was actually Jian Lingfeng's best lightness skill - chasing the moon step!

This also prevents people from climbing the mountain!

In a short while, Lu Qingzhou had knocked all the disciples including Luo Nianshan to the bottom of the mountain.

He stood on the rock and scratched his paws, staring sharply at the group of disciples in front of him, his hairs standing on end, showing a trace of impatience.

Are current disciples at this level?Gui Yuanzong is really not as good as one generation...

"Axue, don't be angry. It's not worth it to be angry with these idiots." Ning Shu fed a spiritual fruit at the right time, and said with a smile, "Look at them, everyone thinks they are the proud sons of heaven, The nose is facing the sky, the eyes are growing in the sky, as a result, only the buttocks are facing the sky..."

Disciples: ...

"What are you looking at? The snow-capped mountains I climbed when I was five years old are taller than this one, so you are ashamed to think that you are a genius?" Ning Shu glared at all the disciples, "If you let your teachers know, I'm afraid Everyone will be ashamed, ashamed to mention it!"

"Let's go!" Xue Youping was the first to jump up from the ground, and with a wave of resentment, he walked towards the snow mountain again.

Most of the people who came to participate in the selection were elites from various peaks, how could they endure being ridiculed by Ning Shuyi's vicious tongue?

All of a sudden, the disciples regained their spirits, set foot on the snow mountain again, and were photographed back to the bottom of the valley by Lu Qingzhou again...

After coming down several times, the disciples gradually adapted to the harsh environment of the snow mountain.After several combat meetings, Huang Baotian and Luo Nianshan came up with the method of "scattering birds and beasts" - let the disciples from all peaks run in all directions at the same time, lengthen the distance that the white cat can run horizontally, so as to Hold back the pace of the white cat chasing the clouds and chasing the moon.

This method has achieved miraculous results, no matter whether Lu Qingzhou sweeps his disciples horizontally or vertically, he will always sneak a few fish that slipped through his claws and rush straight to the top of the mountain.

Of course, Lu Qingzhou deliberately let this go, otherwise, no one would be able to pass the test after half a year...

"Oh? You've become smarter, but..." Ning Shu sat on the top of the mountain, rubbing his chin and showing a meaningful smirk.

Therefore, before Luo Nianshan and the others who had just broken through the cat's claw crisis had time to take a breath, they heard a high-pitched cry from the air.

Everyone looked up, and saw a black shadow covering the sky and covering the sun, passing over their heads.

Jinpeng spread its wings and landed on a boulder protruding halfway up the mountain. It looked at the crowd quietly, as if saying——

Wait, do you want to die?

Everyone skipped a beat in their hearts and shouted loudly: Damn it!

"You actually invited Senior Diao!? Uncle Master is really a man of genius, all of his tricks are amazing!" Luo Nianshan stopped, dumbfounded, and simply sat down cross-legged.

"Uncle, can you be more ruthless? Wouldn't it be good to let him live? Please let me go!" Huang Baotian cried and threw his nose out with a mournful face.

"Quack!" The golden eagle flapped its wings in the sky, setting off mountain winds one after another, freezing Huang Baotian's snot into icicles.