Chapter 24 Royal Aircraft Flight

More than half an hour later, Zhao Di followed the crowd to the top of Xiuyun Peak.

The first thing he saw was a white jade archway 30 or 40 meters high, on which the three characters "Wanghutai" were written with dragons flying and phoenixes.

After passing through this archway, you will come to a huge platform with a radius of more than a thousand meters. The platforms are made of bluestone of the same size, about ten feet long and wide, which is very neat.

Because the weather is very sunny, the view is also very open. Standing on the platform and looking down the mountain, you can see the dark black water lake. However, most of the vision is still vast clouds, covering up the scenery of the nearby mountains.

At the north end of the bluestone platform, there is a four-square dilapidated stone pavilion, which is about six or seven meters high and more than ten meters long and wide. On the top of the stone pavilion and on the four stone pillars, there are some vines crawling over it, making the whole stone pavilion full of an indescribable ancient meaning.

However, this stone pavilion and the beautiful scenery of Wanghutai are not the most attractive places for these refining monks. Most of them focus on the six or seven white monks in the stone pavilion. These people have the same clothes, and their cultivation is actually above the early stage of foundation construction. The three people who were flying at the foot of the mountain just now were among them.

It seems that these six or seven predecessors in the foundation period are the people in charge of recruiting new disciples in Taixumen this time. Thinking that their fate depended on the predecessors in front of them, most of the monks became serious and nervous.

After a while, all the monks had come to Wanghutai. There were four or five hundred gas refining monks standing scattered on the huge platform. Some were looking into the distance, some bowed their heads and waited, and a small group of monks were whispering. These people have eight layers of gas refining period with the lowest cultivation, and even twelve levels of cultivation with the highest cultivation. However, monks on the tenth floor and below still account for the vast majority.

The foundation-building monk surnamed Leng, who had been motionless for a long time, suddenly withdrew his eyes from the distance and slowly swept every refining monk on the stage in turn.

These monks felt the cold eyes of the other party one after another, and the whole platform was quiet.

The monk surnamed Leng took two steps forward and said in a tone that was colder than his eyes, "Today is the third day of our Taixu Sect recruiting disciples. If there are unruly people, they can leave now."

After a moment, seeing that everyone on the platform did not move at all, the person continued to say, "Since you are all here to sign up to join our Taixu Gate, let's listen carefully to someone's speech, because every speech of me is directly related to whether you can enter this door."

Hundreds of gas refining monks, including Zhao Di, naturally listened carefully, even if they didn't dare to breathe.

"All monks with heavenly spiritual roots, alien spiritual roots and two spiritual roots, or monks with special spiritual bodies and talents, stand here." The monk surnamed Leng pointed to an open space next to the stone pavilion and said.

There was a burst of ** on the stone platform. After a while, five monks in the crowd walked out in the jealous eyes of everyone and stood on the edge of the stone pavilion.

"Very good," the monk surnamed Leng nodded and said to the five people, "You guys went to Hanyangfeng with Uncle Tu. As long as you confirm the qualifications of Linggen, etc., you will directly become the inner disciples of this sect."

After that, a square-faced monk came out of the seven or eight foundation-building monks. Obviously, he should be the "Uncle Tu" in the mouth of the Leng monk.

Uncle Tu threw out a magic weapon in the shape of a canoe. The magic weapon grew in the wind, and it became a seven- or eight-meter-sized wooden boat in a few breaths. The monk surnamed Tu jumped on the wooden boat and said to the monks, "Come up!"

The five monks also hurriedly jumped on the wooden boat. As soon as they stood up, the monk surnamed Tu operated the wooden boat to draw a blue light and flew to the east.

Most of the monks under the stage saw the five people leave with hot eyes. The monk surnamed Leng said very clearly that as long as these five people verify the spiritual root qualification and spiritual talent, they can become the core disciples of Taixu Sect, the largest school of the Golden Flame Kingdom, without any other assessment at all. How can such a good thing not make people jealous!

After the monk surnamed Tu left, the monk surnamed Leng continued to say, "Next, any monk who is less than 30 years old and has practiced basic skills above the 11th floor should stand here."

Immediately, two or three people came out arrogantly, and then more than 20 monks came out, including Zhao Di.

At this time, the eyes of the monks on the stage were much more complicated, some were envious, some were jealous, and some were disdainful. In order to allow their descendants and monks to enter the sect of Taixumen, some families do not hesitate to use a large number of panacea to forcibly improve their cultivation. Although the monk's cultivation has been raised, it is even more difficult for the monk to practice in the future. As long as the supply of elixirs is cut off, it is almost difficult

Obviously, Zhao Di and others were regarded as this category, and most of them looked at them with a little contempt.

Zhao Di didn't pay attention to these at all. He kept looking at his nose and standing with his head down, looking very honest.

The monk surnamed Leng assigned a middle-aged nun surnamed Chen and took more than 20 people to Hanyang Peak. He said, "At the Hanyang Summit, there are special teachers to test your root bone age and cultivation level. If it is true, you can become an outside disciple of this sect.

The female monk surnamed Chen offered a jade ruler. Under the urging of her spiritual power, the jade ruler rose to more than two meters wide and more than 30 meters long. This time, without waiting for the instructions of the nun surnamed Chen, more than 20 monks, including Zhao Di, stood on the jade ruler. After the middle-aged woman also jumped on the jade ruler, the jade ruler slowly flew to Hanyang Peak.

The voice of the monk surnamed Leng came from under the jade ruler: "As for you people, you will be assessed one-on-one. If you are qualified, you will also have the opportunity to become disciples outside this door..."

Probably because this jade ruler is different from the previous wooden boat of the monk surnamed Tu. It is not a special flying device, so the speed should be slower, but it is still stable. This is a good thing for Zhao Di, who flew for the first time.

At this time, he was standing carefully in the middle of the jade ruler, and the whirping wind was blowing from both sides of his body. Although he was a little scared, he couldn't help looking down. His eyes were green, or dotted with large or small white clouds. Several huge waterfalls flowed straight down from the high mountains. Several peaks in the distance were covered with various pavilions, and many monks shuttled between the peaks with various spiritual lights, a busy scene. The so-called wandering, such a picture that can only exist in imagination, just after watching it for a moment, made Zhao Di feel better. He soon forgot his nervousness and fear and only cared about enjoying the scenery of this fairyland.

Unfortunately, in less than half an hour, Yu Chi took everyone to Hanyang Peak. This is the highest peak in the Kuanglu Mountains. It has been shrouded in thick clouds since the middle of the mountain, but more than 100 halls and pavilions are covered below the mountainside, which is the most dense among the peaks.

The jade ruler stopped in front of one of the halls more than 100 meters high. Zhao Di looked up and saw that there were three big words "Qun Shi Tang" on the plaque of the hall. The word seemed to be plain, but it had an indesplained mystery. Zhao Di looked closely and felt that his eyes were a little confused. These words seemed to The figure trembled like a fairy fighting. Zhao Di said something bad secretly and was about to forcibly move his eyes to another place.

"Humph!" A cold hum came from his ear, and Zhao Di quickly turned his eyes away from these words as if he had just woken up. At the same time, he found that several people were attracted by these words like him.

The middle-aged woman said loudly, "These words were written by a senior of the great master of this sect hundreds of years ago, which contains a trace of illusion power. Most of the monks below the middle stage of the foundation who saw this word for the first time will be attracted by their eyes and sink into the fantasy and can't extricate themselves."

Several people had not noticed the plaque. After listening to the middle-aged woman's words, they looked up one after another. As a result, they were hit without exception. The middle-aged woman shouted again, and then recalled the minds of these people.

After these twenty monks suffered this great loss, they no longer dared to act rashly and honestly followed the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman took more than 20 monks into the hall of the world hall. The hall is nearly 100 meters high and hundreds of meters wide. The hall has two master chairs facing the gate, and there are two rows of square chairs facing each other. An old man with white hair and white beard who looks like he is sixty or seventy years old is squinting and sitting in one of the square chairs.

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