Zanxing

When the first snow fell on Gufeng Mountain, more than three months had passed since the hairpin entered the inner door.

The waterfall coming out of Hongtai, as the senior sisters said, is frozen into a silver mirror, and it seems to be a spring day frozen by time, still maintaining the appearance of splashing water. The four forests in the distance are covered with a layer of silver-white snow. The goose feather-like snow fell one after another, and the open space outside the small wooden building quickly accumulated a layer of snow after a night. The person stepped on it with one foot, and the snow did not reach his knees, with a bit of cold air, making a rustling sound, as if stepping into a pot of salt.

The Sichen chicken has not yet croaked, and it is late in the winter, and on the distant sky, the waning moon has not yet set, hanging on the tip of the tip. Mi Mi was lying on the couch, resting his head lazily on the windowsill, half-squinting his eyes, letting the snow particles fall to the tip of his nose and melt quickly.

Under the tree, the wind lantern lit up a snowy field, Hairpin Star threw away the shovel, inserted the last carrot into the middle of the snowman's face, and patted the residual snow on his hands.

Tian Fangfang came out of the room rubbing her hands. She was happy when she saw it, and said with a smile, Yo, you got up so early to build a snowman, aren't you cold, Junior Sister?

It's not cold. Hairpin stared at the snowman: It's a pity that the snow is not piled up. She is from the south, and she had never seen snow before crossing. When the first snow fell last night, she was excitedly walking in the snow. Rolled in for half the night. This morning, Hairpin Star built the snowman, and I was really satisfied.

Yes. Tian Fangfang thought for a while: I heard that you are from Yuecheng. Yuecheng is in the south, and you don't see much snow all year round.

Hairpin said: You wait for me first, I'll go back to the house to get something.

After a while, she came out of the small wooden building with a bag and went to the main gate temple of the Taiyan sect with Tian Fangfang.

In the main hall of the sect, except for passing the Lianshanhua examination for the first time, Xingxing never came here specially after passing by with the new disciples. It was early in the morning. Although the disciples got up early, they either went out to the Hongtai to practice or hovered in front of the dining hall. No one came to the main hall on purpose.

Hairpin Xing stepped into the door and urged Tian Fangfang behind him: Hurry up.

Before dawn, hundreds of bright lamps were burning in the hall, showing a deep warmth on this winter morning. The candlelight illuminated the vermilion hall extremely brightly, and the shadows fell on the wall, like a long moving painting.

The golden statue of Saint Yushan stands in the hall, very tall and huge, with lifelike beard and hair, immortal style, holding a whisk, and looking down at them silently.

Although his eyes were very calm, Tian Fangfang was inexplicably a little worried. He whispered: Junior sister, what are we doing here?

Did you bring anything you brought? Hairpin asked.

I brought it. Tian Fangfang took out a bag from her arms and opened it. There were a few spirit fruits, spirit herbs, and half a steamed bun in it.

Only these? Hairpin Xing frowned.

Junior sister, Tian Fangfang said with a bitter face, Spiritual grass and spirit fruit are rare. I am still growing, and I have a big appetite. I finally saved this half of the steamed bun from dinner.

Okay. Hairpin Xing opened his bag, and there were a dozen or so pills neatly placed inside. She took out two of them and handed them to Tian Fangfang: This is for you. She did well in the alchemy class. Every time she brought back more elixirs than others, she saved a lot. If the cat couldn't finish it, she stayed in the small wooden building. inside.

Tian Fangfang took it over, looking puzzled: ...Thank you, Junior Sister, but what are we going to do?

Hairpin Xing sighed and said, Tomorrow is the inner sect assessment, do you know?

I know, Tian Fangfang nodded, We've been cultivating hard every day for the past few months, isn't it just to win people in the inner sect assessment, so that we can become the direct disciple of Uncle Sixth Master?

Not to mention the blockbuster, Hairpin Xing said: I heard that the inner sect assessment is different from the previous assessment. It is extremely dangerous. Once the disciple enters the assessment venue, the whole assessment is over, and most of them will be seriously injured.

Are you worried about getting hurt? Tian Fangfang wondered, But what does it have to do with what we're doing now?

Zhan Xing motioned him to look at the statue of Saint Yushan in front of him: Saint Yushan is the first cultivator to succeed in immortality cultivation in the entire capital. In this professional field, he is the first person, so it is right to worship him.

Bye...worship what? Tian Fangfang was stunned.

Worship the god of the test. Hairpin put the things on the bag little by little at the feet of the Yushan saint, pulled Tian Fangfang to kowtow, and said: In our local area, there is a custom, before the test, to pay homage to the great leader in this professional field. If you take it, you will have good luck, and you will pass every test.

Really? Tian Fangfang asked while kowtowing, Why haven't I heard of this custom?

That's because you are ignorant. Hairpin Xing said: If you are sincere, you will be wise, and it will be beneficial to pray more.

...

The hairpin and Xing became dark early in the morning, and the matter of giving food and kowtow in front of the statue of Saint Yushan spread to the ears of several uncles within a short while.

Xuan Lingzi said inexplicably: Could it be that she admired the saints, so she went to worship? But why did she put some spirit herbs, spirit fruits, and medicinal herb steamed buns? It's not a festival, it's not a worship at all. Bar?

Gu Baiying, who was sleeping in his hall, heard the words, opened his closed eyes, sat up from the soft couch, and sneered: What else could be the reason, tomorrow will be the inner door assessment.

so?

That's why she prayed to God and worshipped Buddha, hoping that the saint who had succeeded in ascension would share some luck with her, so that she could pass tomorrow's trial safe and sound. Gu Baiying explained impatiently, I can't see it!

Xuan Lingzi suddenly said: So it is! He smiled and said: This girl is naive. The inner door examination of my Taiyan sect can be passed by praying to God and worshipping Buddha.

Besides, in order to select direct disciples for him this year, several uncles deliberately increased the difficulty. For those who have experience in assessments, it is good to say that this group of new disciples selected from all over the capital city will be ripped off even if they don’t die. layered skin.

Speaking of which, this little girl looks weak and can't help but don't know how long she can last in the assessment.

Xuan Lingzi said: If the sage really has spirit, I hope he can protect this girl to pass smoothly.

Senior brother, it's not right for you to say that, the young man beside him heard the words, glanced at him, seemed to disagree with what he said, and said indifferently: I'm too savage, I always speak with my strength, just thinking about it. To be protected by others is not the way of cultivation.”

He picked up a spiritual fruit in the fruit basket on the table, and wiped the scar on the skin with his fingers.

If you can't even endure this bit of hardship, you're not worthy of immortality at all. It's better to pack up and leave sooner or later and get out of Gufeng Mountain.