On the Tongxin Road, white mist rose. As more and more people climbed to the heights, these white mist tightly surrounded everyone. They were pervasive and irresistible.
The higher you go up the stairs, the thicker the white mist becomes.
Only by using one's absolute willpower can one destroy the mist that invades the body and induces one to fall into an illusion at all times.
Likewise, more and more people stopped.
There was chaos in their eyes, and their black eyes were completely shrouded in white mist, making it impossible to see clearly.
When consciousness is completely lost, Tongxin Road will emit a golden light and transmit it.
Those who have surpassed level 20 have become disciples of Kunlun, the outer sect.
Pei Xihe felt that her mind was getting more and more confused, and her eyes were obscured by thick white mist.
Her steps paused.
In the white mist, countless human figures appeared.
The vision of the extremely fierce Rakshasa corresponds to her inner fear. She is afraid of these terrible things.
She wanted to run away, but her whole body was inoperable, and her feet were like cast lead, unable to move. She could only look at the fierce and violent Rakshasa statue, holding a steel knife and slashing at him.
Her whole body was stiff and she couldn't even open her mouth. She could only close her eyes in panic, her inner weakness and fear being exposed.
Suddenly, I realized it was just an illusion.
When he opened his eyes again, his whole body was already enveloped by a golden halo.
It's where the forty-fifth level is.
To say it is low, it is not the lowest, it is also beyond the twenty-step classification.
Because after walking through the twenty steps and breaking through the deep-rooted fears from her parents, her heart became very bright. She walked through more than ten steps in one breath, but she was defeated in this new illusion.
Before the golden halo enveloped her body, she glanced at the forty-fifth steps, where there were still people climbing.
She clenched her fists, and for the first time she felt why she couldn't be more firm.
If we are more determined and stronger, we can walk up a few more stairs.
She took a deep breath.
But fortunately she succeeded. She can already be said to be an outer disciple of Kunlun. This is the greatest blessing.
There is no need to worry about being sent back to Pei's house, or Mr. Li's house.
She no longer has to worry about being bought or sold, she has a new beginning, and she can become a great fairy!
How wonderful!
Looking at the higher stairs, she calmed down and her eyes showed bright vitality again.
All the golden light enveloped her body, and she was teleported down.
The golden light condensed into a small fine line on her right wrist.
After careful identification, it is the ancient writing of forty-five.
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"really not bad."
Outside the water mirror, the old man in blue touched his messy beard, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
The little girl in the white and blue dress has now reached the 126th level.
And the little girl from the Jiang family also reached one hundred and twenty-four.
There is something extraordinary about them.
The little girl from the Jiang family gradually had silver light patterns floating between her eyebrows, which were extremely fine and formed an ancient character.
ginger!
Jiang Nai is an ancient surname with a long heritage. Today's large clan of immortal cultivators have mysterious powers inherited from their direct bloodline. This silver ginger character is the incarnation of their bloodline totem.
There is great terror, great power, and great mystery hidden in the blood of the Jiang family.
There are rumors that it is the blood of ancient emperors and has the mysterious power to dispel evil.
Ming Linlang's eyes entangled in white mist had a bright blue light, which became more and more shining and crystal clear. Countless small traces like water waves became clearer in those eyes, forming the secret of water.
This is the background of these two people.
Among the others, there are also talented people vying for the upper hand.
A boy's body was covered with fire. The flames sharpened his will and helped him cut through the white mist.
The girl's eyes in white shrank like snake eyes, and instantly turned silver, like three petals blooming.
A teenage boy with blood-red eyes broke through the fog with an innate evil aura.
………………
After a long time, it was finally over.
In front of Tongxin Road, a burst of extremely bright white-gold light shot out,
It turned into a long picture scroll.
The scroll was unfolded, and golden names appeared on it.
Arranged according to the climbing steps of Tongxin Road from low to high, all those who are famous will be accepted by the Kunlun Outer Sect.
Pei Xihe watched excitedly as her name appeared on the scroll, Pei Xihe, in golden font, which seemed to symbolize her new life!
The uneasiness that she had been carefully hiding for the past few days suddenly had a way to vent, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
But she remembered what she told herself that she would never cry again, because she clearly realized at that time that it was useless to cry in front of people who didn't care about you, or who were determined to abandon you.
She sniffed, holding back her tears, and held them back.
She is happy!
One name after another emerged, and she continued to read.
I couldn't help but exclaim.
It's really amazing.
The top ten are already out.
Lou Qingyan, one hundred and one.
Ji Tangshang, one hundred and four.
Han Chan, one hundred and seven.
Huaxi Zhirou, one hundred and ten.
Zhao Shengyue, one hundred and thirteen.
Lu Changfeng, one hundred and nineteen.
Shentu Changyun, one hundred and twenty-seven.
Jiang Mingzhu, one hundred and thirty-three.
The style of music is true, one hundred and thirty-six.
Ming Linlang, one hundred and thirty-seven.
Not only do they have excellent tenacity, but they also have a good foundation and good qualifications, which can support them to cross the 100th level.
Pei Xihe couldn't help but feel strong envy in his heart.
She couldn't help but pick at the palms of her hands, her eyes looking closely at the names as if they were shining brightly.
"Now, if you are willing to become my Kunlun disciple, drop a drop of blood into the mark on your hand, and use your essence and blood to light up your name on this Kunlun list, from now on, you will be my Kunlun disciple!"
The majestic voice echoed in the void.
Pei Xihe saw the people around him bite their fingertips one by one and smear the blood on the mark on their wrist.
She felt a little impatient and uneasy in her heart.
In the Kunlun Great Sect, even the outer disciples are divided.
Senior brothers and sisters have already talked to her in detail.
There are three levels of Kunlun outer disciples.
The first class is the highest, and the third class is the lowest. When entering, if your talent and performance are good enough, you will be able to obtain a higher status and status, and you will also be able to benefit from the sect's resources.
This is not unfair, on the contrary, it is very fair, because this level can also be improved through the contribution points obtained from the mission hall.
If you are a third-class disciple, you need one thousand contribution points to be promoted to a second-class disciple.
A second-class disciple needs five thousand to be promoted to a first-class disciple.
As for first-class disciples who have reached the realm of foundation building, they can pass the triennial outer sect competition, be appreciated by the inner sect elders, and become inner sect disciples!
The more outstanding the talent, the more likely they can become the mainstay of the sect, and the resources allocated in the early stage can also deepen the disciples' sense of belonging to the sect.
The most they can do here is to become second-class disciples. If they want to become first-class disciples, they must make a down-to-earth contribution of five thousand.
Pei Xihe was a little nervous. She had already confirmed that she was admitted, but people are inherently greedy.
Once you get it, you want more.
It's our nature to push ourselves to the limit, and it's a bad trait that goes deep into our bones.
She thought, looking forward to becoming a second-class disciple.
He bit the tip of his index finger with his teeth, squeezed out a drop of blood and touched the mark.
The golden lines were dyed red with blood, and then slowly changed.
Finally, two blue marks formed!
Second-class disciple!
There was strong joy in her eyes. She raised her head and looked at the top ten on the Kunlun list, feeling a bit of ambition quietly in her heart.
Why couldn't she get to the top?
Why can't she be the best?
She looked again at the long ladder where the white mist had cleared.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine.
I will climb up little by little and reach the highest point.
