Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 149 The Genius Who Was Dig Out of His Spiritual Roots (3)

The disciple in Tsing Yi looked around, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes, exchanged glances with several juniors, and made an official announcement.

"The first round of selection, the official start—"

"The time limit is two hours."

Everyone looked at the spiritual ladder so close at hand, they didn't think so.

Such a simple level, how can it take two hours.

Thinking this way, everyone rushed forward.

However, reality gave them a slap in the face.

From the moment they stepped on the spiritual ladder, it seemed that a huge mountain was pressing on their shoulders.

Not only that, their feet seemed to be hanging on thousands of catties of black iron, and it was difficult for them to move half a step forward even with the strength of breastfeeding.

Chenggong saw the daze and confusion on everyone's faces, the disciples in Tsing Yi looked at each other and smiled, took back their spirit weapons one after another, and retired after success.

The gravity support of their shoulders and legs quickly tossed them into sweat, and they knelt on the spiritual ladder and panted heavily.

The person who ran at the front looked at the top of the spiritual ladder which was out of reach, gritted his teeth, and lay down on the spiritual ladder in front of everyone.

Seeing the few people in the leadership climb up in embarrassment, without the nobility and arrogance of the aristocratic family, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little hesitant.

Soon after, many people gave up their face and reservedness, and chose to kneel down and move forward.

Because he was one step behind everyone, Wei Chengji, who fell behind, saw this scene, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Wanting to save face, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to move forward.

In the end, he was defeated by the spiritual ladder designed by the suzerain of the Holy Spirit sect himself, enduring the humiliation and bending down.

Seeing his cousin doing this, Xue Kui, who was following Wei Chengji, lay down on the spiritual ladder without hesitation, and moved forward like a reptile.

This made the suzerain and several elders watching remotely through the mysterious mirror dumbfounded.

The suzerain stroked his beard, a little disappointed.

"If you bend your back every time you encounter setbacks, you don't need such a disciple."

The elders kept their eyes on their noses and their hearts, and never took their eyes off the mirror to see if there was a disciple who fit their wishes.

The elders here have their own thoughts, while on the spiritual ladder over there, Xue Kui stepped on the back of Wei Ziyu's hand and smiled maliciously.

"You're as thin as a chicken, what kind of spiritual ladder are you climbing, go back and drink milk in your mother's arms!"

"Oh no, I was wrong, your mother died a long time ago, and you even drink milk!"

There was a sound of exclamation, and everyone followed the prestige, and saw that it was a fat boy who fell from the spiritual ladder and fell hard to the ground.

Even though they were separated by a distance, they still heard the "click" sound of bones breaking, which made people feel creepy.

Immediately, some disciples from the outer sect stepped forward and carried Xue Kui, who was almost smashed into a puddle of flesh, into the sect, and invited medicine practitioners to treat him.

Poor Xue Kui lost his chance to become a disciple of the Holy Spirit Sect before he climbed a few steps of the spiritual ladder.

But fortunately, he was able to take the opportunity of healing to go in and have a look at what the Holy Spirit Sect looks like. After he was cured and went back, his wish was fulfilled.

Wei Chengji was frightened by Xue Kui's tragic situation, his expression was blank, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He rolled his eyes and looked at Wei Ziyu viciously: "Is that you? Did you push him?!"

A pot fell from the sky, and Wei Ziyu raised his head in a daze, his eyes were full of timidity, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "It's not me, I don't have it."

Some people really couldn't see it, and opened their mouths angrily.

"Come on, it's clear that the person fell down without paying attention, so what does it have to do with others?"

"It's no big deal to bully the little by the big. Fortunately, you are from a big family. It's really embarrassing for us!"

(End of this chapter)