Early the next morning, Han Feng still went to the back mountain to practice Qi Condensing Baguazhang. He found that after the soul awakened, it could condense more spiritual energy. The power of the Qi Pushing Palm became even greater. With one move, It actually knocked down the big tree two feet away in front of him, and blew it back with a huge force of recoil, making his body shake, but his eyes were full of surprise.
In addition, he also found that he could still use the Pushing Qi Palm even if he was not standing in a place with strong spiritual energy, but the accumulation time needed to be several times longer, and the power was much less powerful. But at least he can maintain this kind of fighting power at all times, and he will be fearless even if he encounters people like Sun Qiang again.
Soon more than an hour passed. Han Feng finished his morning exercise and rushed down the mountain with two wooden barrels. He still walked towards the Jingshui Pond, but he was just hiding it from others. When he went to the Jingshui Pond, he hid the buckets. In the forest, he turned around and ran towards the nearby outer gate area.
He had lived in this area for more than ten years before, so he was naturally familiar with the roads. With Yunfengbu's blessing, in less than two quarters of an hour, he arrived outside the gate of the outer gate area. When he looked inside, there was Flowers are blooming, aura is abundant, and various quaint buildings with carved dragons and phoenixes rise and fall, varying in height, shining in the morning sun. It is so beautiful.
Since his current identity is still the water-carrying disciple of the No. 7 Kitchen Office in the area, he successfully passed the hidden formation inspection and entered inside. However, he did not go to the No. 7 Kitchen Office and relied on his own Memories, smoothly arrived in front of a hall.
This hall is thirty-three feet high, with green walls and green tiles, which are faintly sparkling. Even majestic and majestic are not enough to describe its majestic momentum.
There are forty-nine steps in front of the main hall. At this moment, people are moving with difficulty on the steps. Many people are standing on each step and are hesitating. Some are even teetering and sweating profusely.
Han Feng raised his eyes and looked at the plaque above the main hall. There were three large gilt characters on it. Each character was about ten feet in size, so he could see it clearly even from a long distance. Suddenly, it was the famous "Entry Hall".
According to the sect rules, if you want to enter the entrance hall and apply to join the outer sect, you must pass the test of the forty-nine steps in front of the hall. These steps are engraved with a gravity talisman. Each step up will exert a hundred kilograms of force on the person who steps on it. So at the forty-ninth level, there will be a force of 4,900 kilograms of gravity exerted on the person who steps on it. General miscellaneous The servant disciples simply couldn't bear it. People like Sun Qiang had tried before, but they could only reach level 18 or 19. Very few servant disciples could get past level 25. It is said that this step is prepared for the disciples of the Qizang realm. Only those who have reached the Qizang realm can rely on their own Qi power to resist the gravity imposed by the outside.
Therefore, the first condition for entering the outer sect is to reach the realm of Qi reservoir.
Han Feng took a deep breath and immediately walked up to the first step. Although he has not been promoted to the realm of Qi Zang, he has found a way to solve it after a night of thinking.
Han Feng passed the first seven levels easily, and then passed three levels in a row. At the tenth level, he was carrying a thousand pounds of force, but his body was still as stable as a mountain. He continued to walk up, although of course the speed slowed down.
After a moment, he went up five levels again. After exhaling, he raised his feet and reached the sixteenth level.
There were many deacons or handyman disciples staring at them in the wide square in front of the temple. Especially when they saw Han Feng reaching the sixteenth level so quickly, they all looked sideways and gave him complicated looks.
After a while, Han Feng had reached the height that Sun Qiang had reached before, the nineteenth level. He continued to go up, level 20, level 21, level 22...
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on him, because he had reached the thirtieth level.
Han Feng's body was shaking at this moment. Just when everyone thought this was his limit, he began to use Qi Condensing Baguazhang. With the help of the first glimpse, the condensed spiritual energy became thicker and his hands seemed to be on fire. There was a clear radiance, and he pushed back suddenly. The power exploded, and strong winds sprang up. An impulse reacted on him, and he took advantage of the situation to go up to the third level. At the same time, his soul power was released, condensing the surrounding spiritual energy around his body, protecting his body and resisting the 3,300 kilograms of force exerted by the outside.
Fortunately, he was far away from the other disciples and was on his own path, so the push palms he fired towards the back steps did not affect others.
At this time, everyone in the audience exclaimed, and many people even clapped and encouraged.
Han Feng ignored the people below him at all and followed the same pattern again, using the Qi Condensing Bagua Palm and using the power of the Qi Pushing Palm to continuously rush upwards. In the blink of an eye, he successfully stood on the forty-fourth step, but his soul There is not much strength left. If we don't fight quickly, we may not be able to hold on.
There’s still level five!
Han Feng looked forward with determination in his eyes, and pushed back with his hands again, two steps in a row.
There’s still level three!
Han Feng was already sweating profusely, but his eyes were even brighter. He suddenly shouted loudly, used up his last soul power, and used his push palm for the last time.
This time, the power of the push palm was far greater than in the past. It was beyond his level and the force of the backlash was huge. Han Feng jumped over the last three steps and successfully climbed onto the platform in front of the entrance hall.
The pressure all over Han Feng's body dropped sharply, but the sweat on his body also broke out instantly, flowing down like a stream.
Most of the dozens or hundreds of handyman disciples in the audience cheered. Even those disciples who were still fighting on the steps had strange eyes. Some even performed exceptionally and climbed one more step.
Han Feng adjusted his breathing on the platform in front of the door for a long time before slowly walking into the door.
The hall in the temple is extremely wide, but empty. There is only a table and a chair in the middle. On it, an old man with white hair and white hair and a wrinkled face is sitting there, holding an old book and shaking his head. He was about to sleep, and his snoring sounded from time to time.
Han Feng was a little dumbfounded, but at this moment he could only walk up to him, coughed, clasped his fists and shouted: "Senior, I am Han Feng from the No. 7 handyman circle, and I have come to apply to enter the outer gate."
But the other party did not wake up. He was still sleeping soundly as before, and his snoring was increasing.
Han Feng had no choice but to stand aside and wait silently, while he adjusted his breathing and regained some strength and soul power.
More than an hour passed before he knew it, but the old man still didn't feel like he had woken up at all.
Han Feng was about to reach out and wake him up, but at this moment, the old man woke up leisurely.
He yawned loudly as if no one else was around, then glanced at Han Feng and said calmly: "Young man, you have good concentration. You don't get bored after such a long time. You are quite a good prospect."
Han Feng smiled slightly and said nothing.
"Come on." The old man suddenly touched a ring he was wearing on his hand. A light blue light flashed and a piece of wood like a brick appeared on his hand. He looked at Han Feng and said.
Han Feng knew that this piece of wood was a treasure to test his aptitude. He had heard his adoptive father Han Hao mention it before. It was called the Spiritual Testing Wood. It seemed ordinary, but it was engraved with talismans both inside and outside, and it could detect people below Guiyuan. The cultivation and qualifications of all disciples.
When Han Feng heard the other party calling him, he quickly put aside these distracting thoughts and put his hand on the piece of efficacious wood. As the old man's spell sounded, the lines on the surface of the efficacious wood gradually lit up, and soon emitted a dazzling cyan light. Covering Han Feng.
