The Immortal Platform was originally an abandoned immortal altar, a remnant of ancient times. It was restored by the immortal envoys and became what it is today.
This is Zhuxian University, which is only used for various activities or exchanges with other colleges.
This time, it was because the new students had to be divided into classes that the Immortal Stage was opened.
If you want to climb Sendai, you must walk through the ladder.
At the foot of the Immortal Platform, the freshmen's blood is boiling. Who wouldn't want to be at the top of the mountain and see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance? '
"Freshmen, step on the ladder to heaven and aspire to the Immortal Platform. You will be a member of our Zhuxian University. You will be the guardians of the Great Xia Star. We, Zhuxian University, will not accept anyone who is not wise, courageous and perseverant. I want to wear it. I don’t need to say more about the truth that a crown must bear its weight. Now, I declare that the test of ascending to the Immortal Platform has officially begun!”
This is the altar of the ancient Immortal Lord, and there must be a trace of Immortal Thought left. This Immortal Thought is used to test the new life.
boom!
"When I ascend to the Immortal Platform, I, Xiang, will definitely strive for the top spot!"
"When the sea reaches the limitless sky, I am the shore; when the mountains reach the top, I am the peak."
"This time, I, Zhao Feng, will definitely trample everyone under my feet."
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As soon as the sound of the broadcast ended, the audience was in an uproar.
This is the second test for them. Many people have failed in the first test and naturally want to make up for it on the Immortal Platform.
As mentioned before, those who can come to Zhuxian University are either the rare geniuses in the world or the most wealthy businessmen in the world.
These people were not born with a golden key in their mouths. They stood in a position that many people could only dream of in their lifetime.
Therefore, everyone has an arrogance in their hearts that looks down upon everything.
Even Deng Hongteng was extremely hungry and thirsty at this moment. After casually greeting Yang Feng, he started scrambling to chase the first position on the Immortal Platform.
"Young man Yang, this Immortal Platform should be an abandoned ancient altar, with immortal thoughts still remaining on it. These immortal thoughts are torture to your souls, so enjoy it."
After saying that, Canxian lost his voice again and appeared and disappeared every time. Unless he was willing to show up, he would not respond no matter how Yang Feng called him.
"Are there really immortals in this world?"
Even though Yang Feng has now embarked on the road of cultivating immortality, immortality is still vague in his heart.
With this thought in mind, Yang Feng stepped onto the ladder to heaven.
Immortal, the vast sea of consciousness, even if it disappears for many years, the remaining spiritual thought can affect the sea of consciousness of the immortal cultivator and shake the belief of the immortal cultivator.
"How is this going?"
Yang Feng was brought into a vast world of stars, where stars twinkled, and practitioners used the power of stars to communicate between heaven and earth.
Treat the stars as a lifelong belief and pursuit.
"Immortals exist in the world and will perish in the world."
An ancient voice began to torture Yang Feng's mind.
On the ladder to heaven, the moment everyone stepped onto the ladder to heaven, they were already targeted by the remaining immortal thoughts.
This level is a training of the heart, and everyone has their own secrets hidden in their hearts.
Under the immortal thoughts, all these will be invisible.
This is also used by Zhuxian University to screen new students to prevent demon cultivators from sneaking in.
Isn’t cultivating immortality not about asking one’s mind? Powerful fluctuations of consciousness spread in every corner of the ladder to heaven.
"There are no immortals in this world."
Yang Feng insisted on his heart. Immortal is just a title. He does not necessarily have to be able to split mountains, burn mountains and boil seas.
In the eyes of ordinary people, immortals are those who can help them escape from the sea of suffering, and immortals are those who can save their children.
Immortal is a kind of person, a kind of person, and a kind of title.
At this moment, Yang Feng's scene changed again. This was a desert. There was no oasis or a drop of water.
On the sand, a woman with a withered face was holding a piece of cloth in her arms.
Bri didn't know what was wrapped in it. The woman was wearing coarse linen clothes, with pleading eyes in her sunken eyes, and she walked towards Yang Feng with firm steps.
"Who are you? Where is this?"
Yang Feng finally saw a living person and immediately asked his doubts.
The woman held the cloth, said nothing, and continued to walk towards Yang Feng.
"Xian, please save my child."
The woman in coarse linen clothes walked up to Yang Boutou and knelt on the ground.
He raised the cloth in his arms with both hands in front of Yang Bie.
A gust of hot wind blew by, lifting up the bright red cloth.
A bone, the remains of a baby, and the big hands holding the baby up are also white bones.
"Fuck! What the hell is this?"
"Xian, please use your magic to bring my child back to life."
Under the coarse linen clothes, the voice of a mature woman also hides a white skeleton.
Immortals can be the living dead, or flesh and bones.
"I, I am not a fairy."
drop,
despair!
Yang Feng woke up with a start and found that everything was finally back to normal, but the new students on the ladder looked like they were playing one-two-three wooden figures.
Without thinking too much, the scene just now left Yang Feng with lingering fear. The immortal thought was actually asking him what he was an immortal?
In Yang Feng's inner world, the concept of immortality is vague, just like a monkey fishing for the moon, it can be seen but cannot be touched.
As soon as Yang Feng walked not far away, he saw a familiar figure.
Wearing white workplace clothes, you will look as cold as you want.
"flourishing."
That's right! This aloof and beautiful girl in white workplace attire is none other than Gu Qianqian, whom Yang Feng has longed for.
An invisible barrier blocked Yang Feng from outside.
"Boy Yang, your little girlfriend is still carrying out her spiritual torture, but you, boy, what exactly are the remaining immortal thoughts of this ancient altar interrogating you? Why did you come out of the illusion so quickly?"
Canxian's voice sounded, and Yang Feng stopped calling Gu Qianqian.
"He tortured me about whether there are immortals in this world."
"Then how did you answer?"
What Can Xian cares about is Yang Feng's personal opinion of Xian.
"I said that there are no immortals in the world. I firmly believe that immortals are just a kind of restraint for ordinary people."
"I see, it seems that you are planning to wait for your little girlfriend to pass the test, and then go to Sendai with her."
no way! Canxian knows Yang Feng very well, this boy is an infatuated person.
"Well, first of all, to me, it's not as good as the smile on her lips."
Yang Feng is such a person. In the face of friendship, he can turn a blind eye to any interests.
"Tsk tsk! I think the treasure is not as fragrant as the rich woman, right?"
Canxian suddenly said this.
Yang Feng's mouth twitched fiercely, "Get out!"
After a while, people were going through the mental torture on the ladder one after another. At this time, Gu Qianqian also woke up from the mental torture.
At first glance, she saw Yang Feng standing quietly beside her.
"Xiao Fengzi, how long have you been waiting?"
Gu Qianqian said in a somewhat reproachful tone. The first one to climb the Sendai would definitely gain a lot of benefits. Well, Yang Feng actually gave it up to others just for her sake.
"Sister Qian, you just passed the test not long ago. If we walk faster, we can still catch up."
Yang Feng did not tell Gu Qianqian the truth, because as long as he did it for Gu Qianqian, anything was worth it.
"Well, we can't lag behind others this time."
Gu Qianqian, who tasted the sweetness, wished she could spread her wings and fly to the Immortal Platform.
