Kuzhou Peak is in the southwest of Yunxiao Mountains, about two hundred miles away from Yunya Town.
There are rugged rocks on the mountain peaks, standing on cliffs. At the foot of the mountain, there are deep forests, dense leaves, and gurgling water. It is a scenic resort with beautiful scenery.
But for the schoolchildren participating in the selection today, they had no intention of appreciating it.
At around 4 o'clock, the flying boat slowly landed in front of a palace.
From a distance, the palace is bronze-colored as a whole. The roof is covered with blue glazed tiles, and the cornices protrude everywhere. The building is magnificent and extraordinary.
About ten feet to the left of the palace, there is a bluestone road about ten feet wide, going straight up into the depths of the mountain forest.
All the schoolchildren got off the flying boat and stood in twos and threes in the square in front of the temple.
After everyone had disembarked, Deputy Hall Master Qin did not organize the team. He casually said a few words, such as "Don't be impatient" and "Don't take pills" before giving the order to start.
Everyone rushed towards the bluestone road in a swarm.
Those who moved slowly and failed to squeeze in could only wait on the side, and some were even pushed to the ground.
The more impatient ones are gearing up to climb over the mountain wall next to them.
Yang Zhen was not in a hurry at this moment, strode forward, and then waited outside the crowd.
"Little Shitou, shall we compete?" Zhao Yue'er challenged from the side.
"I want to compete too." Since being given the spiritual grass, Dai Miaoying has become more and more the little girl's follower.
"And me!" Wang Shaoyu also came over.
"I don't have much mana." Yang Zhen spread her hands and said, "I can only jog."
"In my opinion," the little girl analyzed, "the first thirty miles are nothing. The key is the last ten miles. Let's save some mana and strength."
According to Yuan Shanchang's remarks yesterday, there is no difference between taking the ladder. It is more like a temporary addition to this exam.
However, Yang Zhen strongly agreed with the little girl's judgment that the next ten miles would not be easy.
"Okay!" He nodded in agreement.
At this time, there were loud cheers from the front, but a division commander stepped forward and the crowd began to move forward in an orderly manner.
Yang Zhen and the other four also took this opportunity to line up and cross the pass.
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How long does it take to cross the Forty Mile Mountain Road?
Yang Zhen vaguely remembered seeing similar reports in her previous life, and the championship was probably more than two hours old.
Although these people have some cultivation, and the people in this world are relatively better physically, they are still children after all, so it should be normal to spend twice as much time!
Two hours to complete the journey? Yang Zhen walked quickly while thinking in her mind.
He soon discovered that he had been too optimistic.
After walking for about two or three miles, the road conditions suddenly became complicated.
First of all, the steps are no longer the standard half-foot height, but have high and low heights. Those high ones are even more than three feet, and you need to turn over to go up.
Some steps have become very smooth, like ice, while others are covered with wet moss. If you are not careful, you will fall down.
The little fat man named Dou Manxiong was lying on a smooth step with his legs in the air, humming there.
Yang Zhen did not hesitate, walked over, pulled him up, and used a healing technique on the way.
Their team became five.
Soon after, the grade ahead increases sharply and the steps disappear. In some places, the slope reaches almost 40 or 50 degrees, and you can only climb up with hands and feet.
Yang Zhen raised her eyebrows, pretended to take out a long rope from the storage bag, but actually took out a long rope from the space, threw it towards a tall tree above, and wrapped it around it several times.
Several people climbed up the slope one after another holding the rope.
"This storage bag of yours is quite well prepared!" Wang Shaoyu was greatly impressed.
Yang Zhen chuckled and didn't answer. His stone space has several rooms and all kinds of daily necessities.
After climbing this hillside, there were several similar slopes ahead. Yang Zhen followed the same method and all five people passed through it smoothly.
At this time, the sun was rising higher and higher, and the sunlight filtered through the gaps in the tall trees, illuminating the forest dimly, flickering brightly and dimly.
They encountered more and more schoolchildren, the same ones who had just rushed ahead in a hurry.
Yang Zhen was completely relieved.
After walking through the forest for several miles, the trees gradually became sparse and the dirt road in the mountains turned into a rough gravel road.
These gravels come in different sizes. Some are so granular that they irritate your feet, while others are so fine and slippery that it is very uncomfortable to walk on them.
The five people simply lined up in a column, each holding a wooden stick in their hands, with Yang Zhen at the front and Wang Shaoyu at the end, pulling each other forward.
This wooden stick also comes from Yang Zhen's "storage bag".
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the long-lost bluestone steps finally appeared again. They were almost the same size and shape, forming a regular and upward curve.
The five schoolchildren cheered in unison.
"Let's run!" the little girl suggested again.
Several people readily agreed. After walking through the twists and turns of the road ahead, no one felt tired. On the contrary, they felt like running to their heart's content.
The sound of joy ripples along the mountain road.
They seemed to have forgotten that this was a competition, and had a kind of carefreeness of taking a good couple and playing in the forest.
…
The thirty-mile mountain road has come to an end.
Six forks suddenly appeared ahead.
Two disciples in white stood at the fork in the road, watching them approach from a distance.
"Everyone chooses a fork in the road." One of the disciples said.
"Can I choose the same one?" the little girl asked.
"cannot."
The little girl curled her lips.
"Senior brother, how many people are there in front of us?" Dai Miaoying asked, her voice soft and sweet.
The disciple in white hesitated for a moment: "I won't let you talk."
Dai Miaoying also curled her lips.
Each of the five people chose one, and Yang Zhen took the far right.
As soon as he took a step in, a mighty force pressed towards him like a mountain.
Yang Zhen was unprepared and almost fell down. He quickly adjusted his breathing and calmed down, and at the same time circulated the magic power around his body, and the pressure was suddenly relieved a lot.
Take another step forward, and the pressure still exists, as if you are pushing against a huge boulder.
"This is the real test, right? The roads ahead are just appetizers." He suddenly realized and continued to move forward.
Step by step, the steps were difficult, and the feeling of exhaustion gradually came to my heart.
My legs and feet also began to feel weak, and the aftereffects of running on mountain roads also began to show.
Big beads of sweat formed on his forehead, dripping down his cheeks.
"Is this the next ten miles?" Yang Zhen smiled bitterly in her heart.
"Whatever! Take it one step at a time. If it's hard for me, it'll be hard for others too." He encouraged himself.
When she silently counted a thousand steps, she felt a sudden lightness on her body. Yang Zhen stumbled and quickly steadied herself.
The boulder-like pressure has disappeared.
Looking up, a handsome senior sister in white clothes was looking at him with a smile.
"Junior brother performed very well," the senior sister took out two jade bottles: "This is a reward for you. The left is the Foundation Establishment Pill, and the right is the high-grade spiritual stone. Which one do you choose?"
