There are thirteen peaks on the pillow mountain, standing in the sky. When you reach the mountainside, the white clouds and mist are intertwined with the dense forest, like blue flowers with jade, and they are incomparably beautiful.
However, everyone was in no mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, and sat on the stone stairs gasping for breath without any image.
"I've been climbing for four or five hours, why haven't I reached the top of the mountain yet?" Some people began to complain.
Other sects would send disciples to test everyone's spiritual roots at the foot of the mountain. However, this sword sect insisted on being unique and could only be qualified to test spiritual roots after climbing the pillow mountain.
Who knows if he has spiritual roots?
If the spiritual root is not up to standard, wouldn’t it be in vain for so long?
Of course, he was not worried that his spiritual roots were unqualified. Before he came to Zhenshan, his family had already asked a master to test his spiritual roots. It was a single metallic spiritual root. No matter which sect he was placed in, he was considered a genius.
He just felt that the rules of this sword sect were really weird and unkind.
"If you have time to complain, you might as well save your energy and climb a few more steps."
The girl who spoke was dressed in a red robe and had a cold face. She obviously looked down upon the wealthy young man in front of her.
A guy who can only use clothes to stretch out his hands and food to open his mouth has no qualifications to become an immortal.
Zhou Zhao, who was scolded for no reason, got up from the ground and pointed at the red-robed girl with wide eyes, "Chen Hongjin, don't think that because our two families are on good terms, I won't scold you!"
"Okay, okay, stop arguing. The spiritual root test will be over in two hours. We'd better hurry up and climb the mountain!"
I don’t know who in the crowd said such a thing. No one dared to rest any longer. They continued to move forward with sticks picked up from the ground, fearing that they would miss the spiritual root test and have to wait another ten years.
Chen Hongjin snorted coldly, squeezed Zhou Zhao away, took the lead in starting to climb the mountain, and quickly threw everyone away.
"Is she still a human?" Zhou Zhao turned around and asked the people around him, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Time is running out. Brother Zhou, you better hurry up and wait for you before going down." The man patted him on the shoulder and did not answer his question.
He came here to join the Sword Sect, and it would not be worthwhile if he missed the spiritual root test because of Zhou Zhao.
Zhou Zhao watched the people around him scramble to continue climbing the mountain, and soon only a thin little girl was left.
It's still the kind that looks malnourished and collapses in the wind.
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Chen Hongjin encountered a little trouble on the way to Zhenshan, so she entered the Qingyun Staircase half an hour later than everyone else.
She rarely rested along the way and passed many people one after another, but the endless stone stairs still made her a little discouraged.
"Excuse me, how far is it from the top of the mountain?"
The disciple stationed at the cloud platform was very kind and answered her question patiently, "Girl, go ahead and pass by four cloud platforms and you'll be there."
Qingyun Ladder is equipped with a cloud platform for every one hundred stairs, and four cloud platforms are four hundred ladders.
Chen Hongjin finally had a smile on her face, "Thank you very much!"
Chen Hongjin thanked him and prepared to move on.
Suddenly, the world suddenly changed. She stopped at her feet and looked up at the sky. She saw layers of white clouds, and something cold seemed to fall on her face.
Is it raining?
Chen Hongjin raised her hand and touched her face. Her hands felt cold, and a crystal snowflake fell on her palm.
"It's really strange. It's obviously summer, but why is it snowing?" The man who caught up murmured to himself as he wiped his face carelessly.
However, the disciples stationed at Yuntai knew that this was because the younger junior sister had successfully formed the elixir.
The little junior sister is the only ice spirit root in the sect. She is extremely talented and is only seen once in a hundred years. When forming the elixir, it is really common for the world to undergo sudden changes and snow to fall from the sky.
Seeing that Chen Hongjin and the others were still staying where they were, he reminded them aloud: "Don't delay here any longer."
Although you have to climb the Qingyun Ladder to be eligible to test your spiritual roots, the sect's assessment begins from the first step on the Qingyun Ladder.
Chen Hongjin came back to her senses, suppressed her curiosity, and started climbing the ladder with concentration.
Whether it's snowing in the summer or the sky and the earth are changing color, the top priority right now is to climb the Qingyun Ladder.
As she went to the back, Chen Hongjin felt more and more strenuous. It was as if a huge boulder was tied to her feet. Every time she raised her legs, there was an invisible pulling force pulling her.
It was like a huge furnace was burning inside her body. Sweat fell from her fair face, condensing on her chin and dripping to the ground.
The flying snow in the sky finally gave her a breather, but it was only a drop in the bucket.
Just get to the top of the mountain.
Chen Hongjin gritted her teeth and persisted, not wanting to take a break.
My body is so tired that once I stop, it will be difficult to get up.
One hundred, ninety-nine, ninety-eight...
Chen Hongjin silently thought about the remaining steps. Finally, when she was about to collapse due to exhaustion, she saw the scenery on the top of the mountain, and a smile as bright as a flower appeared on her pale face.
"Congratulations, you are the first person to climb the Qingyun Ladder." The Sword Sect woman in a white dress said with a smile and reached out to give her a hand.
"There's still an hour until the spirit root test starts. You can go to the side and rest for a while first."
Chen Hongjin nodded, found an inconspicuous place, sat down cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and secretly looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect.
There was a heavy wind and snow on the mountain, and every disciple stood like a pine tree, dressed in white clothes and wearing a long sword, looking handsome and elegant.
Chen Hongjin looked down at her red robe, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed. Will she also wear this white robe in the future?
As for whether she can join the Sword Sect, this has never been a question that Chen Hongjin needs to think about.
Chen Hongjin was not surprised to see the second person to reach the top.
He was the one who was next to Zhou Zhao earlier. He was dressed in white and mingled among the Sword Sect disciples. If you didn't look carefully, he could really get by.
He passed through the group of Sword Sect disciples and walked to Chen Hongjin, two feet away from her. He also sat down cross-legged, showing his eight white teeth, and smiled harmlessly.
"Miss Chen is so awesome. She was the first among a group of people to reach the top!"
His attitude was extremely sincere and he even gave a thumbs up in praise.
If he knew that Chen Hongjin entered Qingyun Ladder half an hour later than everyone else, he would probably be even more surprised.
Chen Hongjin turned her head and ignored his solicitude.
The man was not angry and continued to talk to himself, "I wish you the best of luck. If nothing else happens, we will be from the same school in the future."
As soon as Zhu Qingyi said these words, Chen Hongjin looked at him twice.
If you are so confident, can you definitely pass the spiritual root test?
No, maybe it doesn't matter if you have tested your spiritual roots in advance, just like Zhou Zhao.
A big family like theirs would test their spiritual roots in advance. Even Chen Hongjin was not surprised, but Zhu Qingyi didn't look like he came from a big family.
"What kind of spiritual root do you have?" Chen Hongjin asked.
Zhu Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "I don't know what kind of spiritual root I am. The girl will know after the test."
Chen Hongjin became silent again after hearing this, but she actually didn't believe Zhu Qingyi's words.
If Zhu Qingyi didn't know whether he had spiritual roots, how could he believe that they could be fellow disciples?
Relying on his mysterious self-confidence?
Feeling that Chen Hongjin's attitude suddenly turned cold again, Zhu Qingyi understood clearly, probably thinking that he had deliberately lied to her.
In fact, he really didn't know what kind of spiritual root he had, but he just intuitively felt that he was destined to Zhenshan and the Sword Sect.
