The red-scaled snake demon walked up to Shika Koi, lowered her head, and the slender red letter wrapped directly around her neck.
Kakoi took a breath.
She thought she would definitely die this time, but unexpectedly, the next second, the head and body of the snake demon were separated.
"Is...is it you?"
Looking into the void, Lu Xiaojing asked softly.
When she was seven years old, she not only survived, but also saved a powerful person.
In order to repay her kindness, the man promised to protect her for eight years.
The 'guard' beside her was the 'life-saving charm' left by the other party to her. Just because he liked to wear black clothes and didn't like to show his face, she named him Xuan Ying.
Over the years, she had not encountered any danger, so much so that she almost forgot about this eight-year agreement.
"In one more year, the eight-year period allowed by the master will come. If I were you, I would rush to find a bundle of spiritual roots for myself before the deadline arrives."
Xuan Ying still didn't show up, and his voice was as cold as ice.
Lu Xiaojing didn't want it, "But I've passed the age of spiritual roots."
Xuan Ying told her a shortcut, "There is a wishing mountain outside Phoenix City, which can help mortals realize their dreams. You can try it."
Lu Xiaojing was a little moved. After going home and discussing with his father, they packed their bags and left Xiaojiazhuang overnight. After all, with Xiao Zhenyu's temperament, he would never let them go.
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Wishing Mountain, also called Blood Maple Cliff, opens in September every year and closes in November.
After Lu Xiaojing settled his father, he rushed to Phoenix City and stayed at the foot of the mountain early in the morning.
There were at least seventy or eighty people who came to make wishes. They were in groups and kept chatting.
"I heard that there is a bridge on the top of the mountain. That bridge is not easy to live on. Only ten people can get on the bridge and one person can get off the bridge every day. There are lots of corpses under the bridge."
"Most of those who can get on the bridge are determined to die. Although the chance of survival is very low, once they win, their dreams will come true."
After the barrier opened, dozens of people swarmed towards the mountain gate.
Kakoi didn't fight or rush, and walked in the end.
Because Wishing Mountain has a rule that only mortals are allowed to enter, Xuan Ying cannot follow her up the mountain.
Without Xuan Ying's protection, although she felt uneasy, she still decided to take a gamble.
…
On Wishing Mountain, the vegetation was lush, the birds were singing and the butterflies were flying. The scenery was absolutely beautiful, but Lukoi's eyes were completely attracted by another picture.
New corpses are piled on top of rotten corpses, and rotten corpses are on top of white bones. The further you go to the top of the mountain, the more dead corpses there are.
Dad said that making coffins for people and helping the deceased to bury them in peace are all good deeds, and they will be rewarded with blessings in the next life.
So, she found a handy tool in the pile of corpses, dug a big hole in the open space, threw all the corpses in, and then filled it with soil.
But her work was not in vain.
In order to collect some resettlement fees, she collected all the belongings of the deceased.
She wasted some time arranging the dead body, but when she reached the top of the mountain, she happened to catch the spectacular scene of ten people crossing the bridge.
The scene of ten people fighting was exciting, but also very cruel.
After the lucky man got off the bridge, there was a sudden strong wind on the bridge. The blood maple growing next to the bridge immediately sprouted dozens of branches and vines, wrapping up the dead bodies on the bridge.
The next second, the corpse exploded in front of her eyes, and the blood and minced meat instantly became Xue Feng's food.
Lu Xiaojing squatted on the ground, retching.
This scene brought her no less excitement than what she experienced when she was trapped in the Red Scaled Snake Valley when she was seven years old.
Everyone is afraid of death, and she is the same. She rummaged through the package and found a martial arts secret book that was found on a dead body, and she decided to sharpen her gun before the battle.
However, martial arts is something that is both difficult and easy to get started with. She didn't understand it after looking at it for a long time, but Brother Li made it easy for her.
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Li Xu, a scholar, had been staying on the mountain for several days because he did not dare to cross the bridge. Although he was a bookworm, he had considerable knowledge of martial arts.
"First learn the mental method, then learn the moves, then you can achieve success."
"Martial arts is like building a house. If the foundation is not laid well, no matter how hard you work on the walls, it will not be able to withstand the wind and rain."
"As for the Dragon Roaring Skill, if you practice it to the second level, you will be able to move like a tiger and create wind. The palm wind is so strong that it will not be a problem to defeat four hands with one punch."
After Lu Xiaojing practiced hard for two months, the wind from his palm could easily knock down a two-inch-thick tree trunk.
Li Xu clapped his hands and congratulated him, "What others have worked hard for several years to achieve has been achieved by you in two months. You are really talented."
What Lu Xiaojing is most concerned about is, "If I break through the bridge, what is my chance of winning?"
Li Xu considered and replied: "90% winning rate, the remaining 10%... depends on luck."
…
Before Lu Xiaojing got on the bridge, he was 90% sure. After getting on the bridge, it became 50%.
Because Li Xu, who was originally scheduled to go on the bridge the next day, suddenly went on the bridge with her. Faced with her puzzled eyes, he didn't even have a trace of shame on his face.
His heart felt cold for just a moment, Lu Xiaojing directly raised his palms to use his energy.
The fourth level of Dragon Roar Kung Fu recruits people with wind, the sound of the wind is like a dragon roar. Ordinary people can't withstand her palm at all, but those who can get on the bridge are all outstanding. One-on-three, it took a lot of effort for her.
As for Li Xu, he could easily cope with one against five!
It turns out that he has been hiding his strength for the past two months!
Ten people went on the bridge, and now only two of them were left. This was the situation Lu Xiaojing least wanted to see, but he had to face it.
"Let's do it."
On the Blood Maple Bridge, the red maples danced wildly, and finally condensed into a blood dragon, hovering above her head.
With Long Xiao Gong, she has already broken through the fifth level!
A trace of surprise flashed in Li Xu's eyes, but he soon regained his composure. He stabbed directly at her with the soft sword in his hand. While she was dodging, she kept using her palms to generate wind.
The two fought for more than ten rounds, and both were seriously injured, but the victory was decided.
Li Xu used his sword as a crutch to support himself from falling. He opened his mouth and blood spurted out, "I have been practicing martial arts for ten years... but it is not as long as you have been practicing martial arts for two months. It's sad and ridiculous!"
Lu Xiaojing wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at Li Xu indifferently until he collapsed completely.
After they met, the only thing she could do was to drag his body under the bridge and bury him properly. But as soon as she dragged the body to the bridge, it was wrapped up in the branches of the red maple.
When the corpse exploded in front of her, her body seemed to be frozen, and plasma sprayed onto her face and body.
…
Lu Xiaojing was walking under the bridge with weak legs. As soon as he got off the bridge, he felt retching again.
By the time she entered the Blood Maple Forest, she had vomited until she collapsed.
In the forest, maple leaves danced in the wind accompanied by birdsong. It was a beautiful sight, but it made her hallucinate.
In her eyes, the enchanting and swaying red maple suddenly turned into a monster, with its mouth wide open and a hoarse laugh, as if it would eat her up in the next moment.
"This junior is here just to find a spiritual root."
Lu Xiaojing knelt on the ground and directly explained his purpose.
As soon as she finished speaking, the surrounding environment suddenly changed. The red maple forest disappeared, and five illusions appeared in front of her eyes, representing five levels of spiritual roots.
Shan's spiritual roots were pure and her cultivation speed was the fastest, but it cost her her loved ones;
Double spiritual roots are second only to single spiritual roots, but they need to take away her luck;
The three spiritual roots are very common, but they will make her live in poverty all her life;
As for the four spiritual roots and the five spiritual roots, they are collectively called pseudo-spiritual roots. The cultivation speed is extremely slow, but there are also exchange conditions, appearance and emotional roots.
Kakoi didn't hesitate for long.
"I choose... the four spiritual roots."
Appearance and love are not important to her, so she will choose the best one among the bad ones.
After making the choice, four spiritual lights suddenly appeared in the air, entangled and entered her body. At the same time, several scars appeared on her cheeks, which were extremely ugly.
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In order to avenge Xiao Zhenyu, Lu Xiaojing found a secluded place to retreat directly after leaving Wishing Mountain. After Long Xiaogong broke through the eighth level, she rushed to the Tianlang Sect.
The Tianlang Sect holds a disciple recruitment ceremony every two years. As long as you can pass the test set by the elders, you can become a disciple of the sect.
"This year is the same as in previous years, with a 50-50 ratio of staying and leaving, and the competition is still brutal."
"Those with good looks and good looks will have a base score of 40 or 50 points at the beginning. For them, this test is just a formality. Unlike our pseudo-spiritual roots, which only have 10 or 20 points, no matter how hard we try, , it won’t be ranked high.”
On Fuyun Mountain, there were crowds of people. Hundreds of people gathered here, all wanting to successfully pass the Tianlang Sect's entrance test.
"I heard that the assessment environment is extremely harsh. If you are not careful, you will die in the secret realm."
"When we enter the secret realm later, everyone can only hope for their own blessings."
Some of the rumors are not hearsay. The environment in the secret realm is indeed harsh. The extremely low temperature alone is enough to torture people.
There is a river in the secret realm, which is five feet wide, but due to the low temperature, the river surface has frozen.
In the beginning, there was a bank beside the river, and many green bamboos were planted on the bank. However, the river bank gradually narrowed as it moved forward until it disappeared completely.
Lu Xiaojing planned for a rainy day and cut down bamboo to make a raft.
Sure enough, in less than a moment of burning incense, the temperature in the valley suddenly rose, and the originally frozen river surface melted.
Those who rushed ahead fell into the river one after another.
Lu Xiaojing held up his bamboo pen and deliberately slowed down when passing a few rich young men. "Fifty taels per person, is there anyone who needs a raft?"
Young Master A: "I want it!"
Young Master B: “I want it too!”
Lu Xiaojing counted the heads and ordered the cash register. However, her bamboo raft was too small and could only carry a few people.
Young Master A: "What's your surname, dear brother?"
Kakoi: "My surname is... Xuan, but I'm fourteen years old and I'm just short."
Kakoi had always dressed in men's clothing. Even though she knew she was a girl, she did not change her dress. The girl's skirt looked beautiful, but was a little cumbersome, including her long hair, which she also found troublesome.
Regarding the fact that her father has always raised her as his son, his explanation to her was: "Your mother likes her son."
…
"Xuan? He actually has the same surname as Elder Xuanmo."
"Elder Xuanmo has no disciples, and I don't know if he will make an exception to accept disciples this year."
"Perhaps, Elder Xuanmo will accept Brother Xuan as his chief disciple because he has the same surname!"
Several young gentlemen were chatting with her. Unexpectedly, the bamboo raft under their feet was overturned.
Lu Xiaojing jumped up and easily dodged the opponent's attack. After the bamboo raft turned over, he landed firmly on it again, but the young masters on the raft turned into drowned rats again.
"A fake spiritual root actually wants to become Elder Xuanmo's disciple!"
Lu Xiaojing heard the sound and looked around, just in time to see a young girl pulling out of the water and landing steadily on the bamboo raft. Although this girl was a little arrogant, she was dressed in luxury.
Young Master A: "Brother Xuan, she knows kung fu, you have to be careful!"
Young Master B: "A man can bend and stretch, how about we surrender first?"
Young Master C: "Her name is Wen Qin, and she is related to the boss. Offending her will do you no good."
Since he is a relative of the head of the family, he is really not someone to mess with!
Lu Xiaojing also wanted to consider peace as the most important thing, but Wen Qin was simply too difficult to deal with. After several attempts to dodge, instead of extinguishing her anger, it only made her anger even more intense.
Forced by helplessness, she had no choice but to take action.
To deal with Wen Qin, she didn't use any heavy blows. The fifth level of Long Xiao Gong was enough.
After releasing her palm, the wind in her palm directly turned into a blood dragon, roaring towards the opponent with a hundred-junk power.
Wen Qin was not weak, but he could not catch her three palms. When he entered the river in a panic, his eyes were full of unwillingness.
"Just wait for me!"
