The only way

Chapter 103

Jiulian took the first test, the bone age was nineteen, and passed.

The second test of the Jiulian test, the initial stage of foundation establishment, passed.

The third test of the Jiulian test, 290 questions and answers to [-] six questions, passed.

Jiulian tried the fourth test, ten years, passed.

Jiulian tried the fifth test, asking the heart.

Greed, drunk with paper and gold, gold and silver jewellery, rich clothes, delicacies, are like a fleeting moment, and have not aroused half a ripple in Lingchu's heart at all.

Alas, a human trafficker, with a wrinkled and kind face, a pair of muddy eyes, shining brightly, the ugly face of a human sacrifice, a white-clothed scholar who smiled arrogantly and said that he wanted to seek revenge from the girl in Fuchun Tower, in the past His grievances and grievances have long been settled, and Lingchu's heart is clear.

Foolishness, loving father and mother, the small fights in Fuchun Building, the tranquility and leisure of Taoyuan Temple, a bowl of wonton in Taoyuan City, the smoke from the village, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, all are the memories cherished in my heart, Lingchu smiled , warm in my heart, but not addicted.

Love, delicacies, fine wines and spirit stones pass by in front of your eyes, Lingchu's eyes are greedy, but he shakes his head and laughs in the end. He never thought that the preference in his heart would be food, drink, and spirit stones. These are her preferences, but they haven't reached the level of doting.

Hate, a man in brocade clothes holding candied haws appeared in front of his eyes. The man's face was filled with a smile. Lingchu was silent for a moment, and said to himself, I don't hate him a long time ago. When I first started, I figured it out .

Evil, brutally killed the traffickers, cut the white-clothed scholar into pieces, pushed Fu Jiutian into the mouth of the foundation-builder monster, ransacked Senior Sister Zhantai and Senior Sister Jiang, Ling Chu smiled straight at the sight of these bad things, Ling Chu Chu has indeed thought about it, but she is honest in her heart, she will not do these things, she has her own circle in her heart, but she is really eager to do the last thing.

Desire, she saw that her cultivation had reached the peak of the realm of comprehension, that she was free in this world, that she would live without any worries, that she also brought Huanniang with her, and that she had countless spiritual stones and inexhaustible rare delicacies. Lingchu was almost obsessed with the feeling that the world seems to be in my hands, but unfortunately, Lingchu knew that what is fake is fake after all, and the truth is only when you cultivate yourself.

Ask yourself, pass.

Jiulian tried the sixth test, fighting.

At the beginning of this level, Lingchu didn't have any fear. The three years in the Phantom Spirit Realm were not in vain.

Fight, pass.

The seventh trial of Jiulian, luck.

This, Lingchu needs to be a little more cautious. Without hesitation, Lingchu took out the freshly mined copper coins that Wu Yun had just sent a few days ago.

During the Jiulian test, the sect did not prohibit the use of foreign objects, and being able to obtain foreign objects was considered a form of strength.

After tossing three copper coins in a row and getting the same instruction, Lingchu no longer hesitated, and drew the first token out of the ten tokens in front of him.

Turn it over, two big words, pass.

Next, is the most mysterious eighth test and ninth test, and it is also the place where countless disciples are crushed.

There was an empty quiet room in front of me, nothing else, only two futons, one of which was still seated.

Sitting cross-legged is a young man with a high figure, wearing a long gown, black hair tied into a crown, long eyebrows into the temples, with a sharp and sharp momentum.

As soon as Lingchu's figure appeared, the young man's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked at Lingchu awe-inspiringly. There was aura in them, aggressive, making it hard to look directly at.

The inexplicable coercion came, Lingchu's temples were instantly wet with sweat, and his face was pale. In the dantian, Liuli Qinglianhuo was about to move, Lingchu quickly distracted himself to appease Liuli Qinglianhuo.

Fortunately, that sharp gaze was only for a moment, and it was withdrawn in a blink of an eye.

"Sit." The young man's voice was clear and concise like jade.

Lingchu didn't dare to do anything wrong, this kind of coercion, this kind of momentum, a proper figure of the sect elder level.

He obediently sat on the only futon left on the field, watching his nose, nose, and heart.

Resolutely be a good disciple.

"The eighth test, and the ninth test, there is actually only one test, and that is me." The young man grinned, extremely white, pointed at himself with a slender finger, and spoke lazily and casually.

Lingchu bowed his hands and saluted, and asked, "I don't know what the master was tested for?"

I'm not sure what the cultivation level of the elder opposite is, but it must have surpassed Jindan Daoist. In this case, it's not too much to call him master, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Sure enough, the monk on the opposite side didn't feel the slightest problem with the title of Master Patriarch, and replied docilely, "It's not difficult here, answer me three questions, I am satisfied, and you will pass naturally."

The young man spoke very casually. Of course, as the questioner of the eighth and ninth tests, he does have the capital to be random.

"Excuse me." Lingchu said respectfully.

The young man blinked and asked the first question, "What do you like to drink? Spiritual juice? Spiritual tea?"

What do you like to drink?Soul juice?Spirit tea?
Lingchu glanced at Master Patriarch dully, his heart didn't feel any ups and downs in the previous question, and he was in a mess for a moment. Is this question serious?She was ready to be asked all kinds of questions that required Wei Guangzheng, but she never expected that the master-level figure on the opposite side would actually ask such a question.

"I, I like to drink spirit wine," Lingchu replied subconsciously when he was stunned by the rare question, and then he came to his senses and said as if to make amends, "Secondly, I quite like drinking spirit tea."

The young man laughed instantly, and the sharpness between his brows and eyes melted like a snow mountain, adding three points of sincerity, "Don't worry, I also like to drink, but the world always says I'm bohemian, tsk, a bunch of meddlers Yes, it's really rare to meet a female disciple like you who likes to drink spiritual wine."

"Second question, do you like sweet or salty?"

This is the second time I heard such an out-of-the-ordinary question. This time, Lingchu didn't pause at all or make a fuss. Instead, he thought about it seriously, and finally said, "Look what I'm eating. I like salted duck eggs for duck eggs. I like salted duck eggs for pastries." Those who like sweet taste, I can accept both sweet and salty rice dumplings.”

Lingchu answered seriously, and the young man listened seriously, nodding his head from time to time in agreement.

"Well, it's not bad," the young man nodded in satisfaction, looked at Lingchu, with a big smile on the corner of his mouth, completely unable to see the sharpness and sharpness before, "The last question, what is your way? "

My way, what is it?
Lingchu was silent for a while, then looked at the young man, smiling very differently than usual, it was a proud and firm smile.

"My way is freedom, freedom, and the direction of the heart!"

There was a sound on the ground, the tone was soft, but sonorous and powerful.

The clear eyes are shining with light, scorching and dazzling.

The young man raised his lips and smiled, and said, "Congratulations, you passed."

(End of this chapter)