Mortal Ascension

The uncle's expression changed, and without a word, he immediately stepped forward to snatch the storage jade slip.

"dare!"

A monk of Tai'anzong noticed this scene and gave a loud shout.

Just now they had a small discussion with some people before allowing Uncle Wang Qingshan to approach them, and now they saw someone who dared to attack their Tai'anzong, and they were furious immediately.

Cough cough cough...

Uncle's body froze, as if struck by lightning, he backed up step by step with bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, uncle, are you okay? You said you are an adult, why don't you pay attention,"

Wang Qingshan said slightly apologetically.

"If you do this again, you will be punished."

The angry uncle with a red face was frightened and hurriedly bowed his head, saying yes again and again.

"Okay, Wang Qingshan, right? You misread your spiritual root just now, and you are barely included in the ranks of the four spiritual roots. If you remember, quickly move out of your position and enter the mountain gate."

A monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes shouted.

"Yes, brother."

Wang Qingshan bowed to the monk, then bowed to the hesitant uncle, turned around and threw himself into the mountain gate filled with white mist.

"Wang Qingshan, you must"

clap la la...

The uncle's roar was instantly blocked out, and the sound of running water rang in his ears.

The seemingly thick mountain fog is only a thin layer.

A huge ring-shaped river is actually located at the foot of the mountain, flowing continuously, separated from the outside world by white mist.

On the huge and steep mountain wall, gorgeous pavilions and pavilions are tightly attached to the mountain wall. The lower part seems to be floating in the air, and there are no mountain roads around. Cultivators in white robes are flying with imperial weapons, coming and going, going in and out Large expanses of white mist, reminding us of a fairyland.

Many people were stunned by the scene in front of them, and they didn't react for a long time.

The monks who had been prepared for a long time were waiting for them here. One of them stepped forward and flew out of a palm-sized canoe, which rose in the wind until it turned into a huge flying boat before barely stopping.

"Come up, come with me."

A petite female monk flew to the flying boat and said with a smile.

Wang Qingshan only felt that his eyes were shaking, and immediately climbed into the flying boat not high above the ground, and went to get close to the female monk.

After the rest of the people boarded the flying boat one after another, the female monk stopped talking to Wang Qingshan, walked to the bow, made gestures with her slender fingers, and chanted the mantra, the flying boat soared into the sky and flew towards the halfway up Mount Tai. .

It was also the first time for Wang Qingshan to fly in this world, and it felt very unusual.

In the past, in the family, because they were offshoots, and none of the cultivators from the clan had ever appeared, they basically lived the lives of ordinary people.

But here, the white mist is like clouds, the cranes are singing, and the practitioners are using various magic tools, lying or standing, flying slowly, so leisurely.

There are also huge and quaint gorgeous attics close to the mountain wall, all of which exude a little spiritual light, like ten thousand green silks hanging down, swaying with the wind.It is also like a spiritual light blooming on the top, turning into a lotus.There is also a hazy haze, which rises up and turns into colorful lights, shining on one side.

This scene of a fairyland on earth made Wang Qingshan and others, who saw this scene for the first time, deeply immersed in this beautiful scenery.

In fact, if it wasn't for Tai'anzong lowering the requirements for recruiting disciples, as long as they have spiritual roots, most of them would have to stop outside the mountain gate, where you can see the myriad phenomena of a large sect.

The female monk, Lan Baiying, drove the flying boat and brought everyone to the middle of the mountain. She entered an attic called Qingqiu Palace, and when she came out, she swayed the jade slips of storage to everyone.

This storage jade slip is a novice gift for every newcomer disciple.

Storage bags are very precious, and ordinary monks at the Qi training level basically have no money to buy them, so most low-level monks use ten-time storage jade slips.

One deposit and withdrawal is counted, and after ten times of back and forth use, the storage jade slip will collapse and disintegrate.

Soon, Lan Baiying took them to a mountain depression with a large number of wooden houses halfway down the mountain, and was about to laugh and leave with the monk who sent the new disciples off.

"Senior Sister, I remembered the last sentence of that poem. I looked back suddenly, but the man was in a dimly lit place."

Seeing that Lan Baiying seemed to have forgotten what he said before, Wang Qingshan hurried over and said out of breath.

The effect was obvious, Lan Baiying and another female monk froze, turned around, and looked at Wang Qingshan with complicated eyes.

Wang Qingshan was stared at by two female monks, showing an embarrassed smile.

"Not bad, very good, the little guy is not easy,"

The unknown female monk said meaningfully.

Lan Baiyingbai glanced at his companion, looked at Wang Qingshan who was at a loss, and said, "This poem is very good, but the poem is a little Daoer. Junior brother must work hard to practice in the future, and the Dao proved is the fundamental."

"Yes, what the senior sister taught me."

Seeing that the two female monks were half preaching and half agreeing, Wang Qingshan was quite helpless.

Originally, he was thinking of using this poem to please his senior sister, and maybe he would have unexpected gains.It's a pity that neither of them have the kind of little girl in mind, who can make people look at them differently with a poem.

Lan Baiying and the female monk whispered a few words, turned and left without looking at Wang Qingshan again.

Wang Qingshan sighed in his heart, it seems that this world still has to rely on its own strength, otherwise it would be a hot face with a cold ass, and no one would want to.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a elixir flew over and landed at Wang Qingshan's feet.

At the same time, a sound transmission sounded in the ear.

"Body protection pill, take it when you practice for the first time,"

"Yes, thank you, Senior Sister. If Senior Sister is sent by me in the future, Junior Brother will definitely do my best to live up to Senior Sister."

Wang Qingshan was overjoyed, bowed and saluted repeatedly.

The most common elixir requires one or two spirit stones in the cultivation world.

And one Lingshi is worth a thousand taels of gold, which is enough for Wang Qingshan's ordinary family to instantly become a wealthy small landlord.

Now that the cultivator just leaked something with his fingers, it would be worth a hundred times what he sold Wang Qingshan.

So that's a good saying, different circles are different, and what you get is also very different.

Because when Wang Qingshan ran out with Lan Baiying, others were looking for a clean and sturdy wooden house, so no one saw Wang Qingshan get a pill.

Hiding the pill in his bosom, Wang Qingshan hurried back to find a suitable place to live.

Because he saw another flying boat coming, if he didn't look for it quickly, he probably wouldn't have a good house to live in.

On one side of the mountain wall, Wang Qingshan found a wooden house that had accumulated a lot of dust and cobwebs.

Although old, it looks solid.

When Wang Qingshan came back to clean the wooden house after fetching water from a mountain spring in the depths of the mountain, he saw that someone was already fighting for a good wooden house, and many people around him were cheering.

Wang Qingshan shook his head, and went to clean the wooden house on his own.

"Ai, this brother, I think you are extraordinary, steady and majestic, unlike those people who can only fight bravely and fiercely. The future is bound to be bright. I have a book of taboos in the immortal way here. Do you want it? Two spirits Shiben."

A boy with a thick face actually grabbed Wang Qingshan and said in praise.

Immortal taboo!

What a big breath!

Wang Qingshan looked the young man up and down speechlessly, and said, "I have a swordsmanship that ruthlessly slays immortals. When rumors of its great success, ghosts and gods cried in horror. I happen to have a copy here. If you want it, you only need two spirits. stone."

The honest young man was stunned by what Wang Qingshan said, and then realized that he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said, "Brother, I won't lie to you, I really have a book of taboos of immortality, it's so incomplete."

"I really have the ruthless swordsmanship of cutting immortals. Two of the formulas are the most famous. They involve the enemy of all monks in life, a spirit stone. Do you listen to it?"