The protagonist loves me deeply

Lu Wei is also mixed in the crowd now, looking up at the Zongmen's mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, all of them are waiting for the Zongmen's test...

In less than a quarter of an hour, the sound came from everyone's ears. The first step of the experience was to climb the ladder to test whether the heart is tough and the body is strong. Lu Wei looked up and could only see the long ladder without end, straight into the sky, and the slope The potential is extremely steep, and it is almost vertical a few hundred meters up.

Xiang Yue stood by his side, and Xiang Yang had already left. As far as Lu Wei knew, if he was under 12 years old, he could take him directly to test his spirit root. They started cultivating when they were young, and the three spiritual roots were raised in the outer sect. If they came to participate in such a trial at a young age, they were nothing more than four spiritual roots.

However, if you are over 12 years old, you are not allowed to test your spiritual roots and enter the sect directly because of the quality of your spiritual roots, because even if you are talented, your mind has been cultivated to a certain extent after adolescence. If you don’t have the belief in practice, it’s better not to practice. So it must be tested.

So for those who can only participate in this trial at the beginning, the sect will not test the spiritual root, because the character is more important than the talent, no matter how precious your spiritual root is.If you can't endure hardship and loneliness, the sect will not accept it.Then if they pass, those who have already established the foundation will directly enter the inner door, and the rest must reach the cultivation level at the outer door before entering the inner door.

To put it simply, good seedlings are directly selected and raised from an early age. Good seedlings that have missed the time will be accepted after the test. Those who pass the test and have cultivation and heart will directly enter the inner door and give you resources. Up, so we can fight...

Lu Wei climbed up the stairs with the flow of people. He didn't climb fast. Many people were in front of him. Even Xiang Yue also came in front of him. Lu Wei has good physical strength, more cultivation, and endured hardships. Although as soon as you step up the ladder, your whole body cannot function, just like ordinary people, and those who pass this level should not feel too much pressure.

But he does not deny that when he climbs to the point where he loses all his strength and tries to maintain his speed, and there is a faint and gradually increasing resistance in front of him, making it more and more difficult for him to go up, it will indeed make people feel uncomfortable.Although most people have been left behind, looking at the never-ending ladder, physically tired and exhausted, really makes people want to give up.

People kept falling because of exhaustion and lack of strength. Cranes would catch those people and send them to the ground to let them leave.Lu Wei's sweat dripped down his forehead and into his eyes. He didn't have time to wipe it off. He paused for a moment, took a few breaths slowly, and began to climb up slowly again.Lu Wei couldn't help but forced a wry smile. After climbing for a long time, there were only less than a hundred people left in the sea of ​​people, and the number was still decreasing, and there were still endless stairs in front of him. It was really hopeless...

The ladder to the sky is very long, the sky is black and white, it has been nearly two days...

But he never thought of giving up. Two people in front of him suddenly disappeared. Lu Wei sped up a little bit, and suddenly there was a flat ground and those two people in front of him. They were lying on the ground in embarrassment. Behind Lu Wei was There is a wide flat ground in front of the steep stairs.

Oh, it turned out to be a blindfold, but the stairs were not endless. He walked slowly over the last few steps, and then stood up, his brow wet with sweat, but he was not in a panic.

Lu Wei felt refreshed after performing a cleansing technique that he rarely knew, but before he had enough rest, a monk from a sect began to lead them to the second level...

What they entered was an illusion. The illusion was ever-changing, and it was designed to poke the secret things in people's hearts.

Lu Wei originally thought that what was tested in the illusion was just wine, sex and wealth, but he was wrong. In the illusion, there are beauties like clouds, powerful people, rich and powerful, and love and hate. With his obsession, there is naturally his avoidance and guilt.....

Lu Wei was the fastest to come out, but when he came out, his complexion was very bad, and his eyes were dim, which made the monks who came to lead the way very puzzled. The original amazing person became like this, and he didn't know what happened in the illusion .However, when he passed through the illusion at the beginning, he was also very embarrassed, but it took a long time, but now he has already understood that what he was attached to at the beginning was just a passing cloud, and the person he was attached to has long since turned into a pile of loess.

Thinking this way in my heart, I still asked: "What's the matter with you, you are the fastest person I have ever seen to pass through the illusion, but I heard that Master Qinghui passed the illusion in just a short while, so amazing! Hey, it's clear, You wait to practice for nearly a hundred years, and you will know that everything in the illusion is not worth mentioning..." This person has performed so well, and he is still so young, and his cultivation base has already established a foundation. Elders accepted as disciples...

Lu Wei shook his eyelashes, closed his eyes, and smiled with a signature smile on his lips, and said respectfully but not obsequiously: "It's okay, this illusion is really powerful, brother is absolutely right, thank you for your guidance."

'Brother' nodded in satisfaction, a very sensible person, immediately patted Lu Wei on the shoulder, and put on an air of immortality in front of others, and Lu Wei seemed to be a bit of a worldly person: "To be honest Yes, how are you doing?"

Lu Wei frowned subconsciously, her lips moved slightly, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Everything is false."

Those dreams are all fake, those good things are all fake, what he has done is irreversible, can't turn back, can't look back, when he makes a choice, he knows the consequences, so he won't regret it, he never has illusions, He will not be confused, this is his luck, but also his sorrow...

At the same time, the head of the Xianhua Sect, the head of the Muslim Taoist priest looked at the figure in the water mirror in front of him: "This child is not bad, Qinghui, do you have any ideas about taking disciples?"

Zhao Qing stood by Qingzhen's side, looking at the water mirror. In the mirror, a man with a dignified figure, a gentle temperament, and picturesque eyes had climbed the ladder, but his body was still straight, without any embarrassment.

The higher you go up the ladder, the more difficult it is to climb. It is a test of one's will and physique. Zhao Qing's gaze at the man in the mirror fluctuated imperceptibly, and the sword on his back suddenly trembled faintly, making a low sword sound... …

Zhao Qing tilted his head, and attached his beautiful hand to the hilt of his sword. The strength of the caress was gentle and lingering. His gaze was still icy cold. His voice was cold, but when he uttered the syllable slightly elongated, it was unexpectedly soft: " Good... don't worry..."

Priest Halal looked back suspiciously: "Junior brother, what's wrong?"

Zhao Qing looked at Qingzhen and shook his head lightly, but after breaking through the Seventh Heaven, the sword and the person almost became one, the sword is too sensitive to the emotion of the person.

Then he took the sword from his back and put it in the storage space. His expression was still cold, but the Halal Taoist priest, who was always moody and angry, widened his eyes in surprise.This sword was an immortal artifact that Zhao Qing obtained after he broke into a secret realm and narrowly escaped death. It was extremely precious, and in the realm of comprehension where even divine artifacts could never be found, immortal artifacts were the highest level.

As a sword cultivator, owning a good sword is something that many people dream of. As a junior, he has become obsessed with swords, and he has become obsessed with swordsmanship. This sword never leaves his body, and he always keeps it by his hand. What kind of stimulation did he receive today? !

Qing Zhen turned her face away, and could not find any clues from Zhao Qing's expression, his junior brother was taciturn and cold, and he had always been indifferent, so it would be difficult for him to explain...

Therefore, the Muslim Taoist began to persuade Zhao Qing again: "Junior brother, why don't you accept a disciple? Your cultivation level has advanced too quickly, and you are all focused on the way of swordsmanship. Most of your experiences are in dangerous situations, and your mood is lacking in experience. It is difficult to have epiphany. It may be stagnant, but if you accept a disciple, the way of swordsmanship can be passed on, and the cultivation base can also be consolidated..."

"Haha, it's been stagnant for nearly a hundred years!" The voice of the demon rang in his mind.

Zhao Qing looked calm, and then replied: "Okay."

"What kind of apprentice do you accept? If you accept it, I won't be able to come out often!"

"I said, answer me, hey, that person is here, as expected..."

"I can't wait..."

The inner demons were extremely noisy, Zhao Qing pinched a formula, and then the Lingtai was suddenly quiet...

When Halal heard his younger brother Qinghui's promise, he immediately smiled in satisfaction and nodded in relief. The master has long since fallen, and the younger brother is amazingly talented. It is really difficult for him to soar. If his younger brother might be able to break the situation where no one has been promoted for thousands of years...

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Lu Wei finally stepped into the Zongmen. The clouds and mist were shrouded in the high sky, like a fairyland, the air was fresh, and the aura was much richer than in the secular world. The road paved with bluestones, dotted with greenery, was very beautiful.

Lu Wei was led to an open-air place. In front of him was a small round platform, which was simple and solemn. In the middle was a jade staircase with a few chairs on it. He stood under the platform. However, the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees, and he was calm and calm. The calls of birds and beasts could be heard faintly in his ears. Forgotten, he lives in a modern age full of high-rise buildings, the gray sky, and the smog in the air, let this relatively ordinary beauty in the repair fall into his eyes, it is no different from a fairyland...

Lu Wei closed his eyes, and the monks around him had already left. The air flow, the sound in his ears, the wind and the grass moved, gradually as if he had forgotten to breathe. Following the rhythm of nature, the distant sound came from his ears, it was real and unreal. Unclear, unknowingly isolated from the outside world, he was immersed in this mysterious feeling...

Feeling unstoppable, Lu Wei felt that he was just indulging in it for a while, and he didn't notice the rushing and lively aura around him at all.