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Chapter 56

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The out-of-competition monks realized something was wrong belatedly, and after asking the disciples of Taichu Temple for verification, all of them had brilliant expressions on their faces.

Those who voluntarily asked to quit at the fifth hurdle had particularly bright faces.

"How could this be... If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have retreated."

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

"I also……"

Others feel more anger than remorse.

"What is this? The Ancestral View clearly makes fun of us!"

"That is, what's the point of this pass? It's just playing us."

"This is simply a child's play. At the beginning, this move is too low-level, and it is difficult to convince the public."

"We are not convinced!"

"Yes, not convinced!"

The protests became louder and louder, and even many irrelevant monks followed suit, fishing in troubled waters in an attempt to make things bigger and force Taichu Guan to change the rules.

One of the elders in Taichu Guan let out a cold snort, and flew over the group of people, descending with majestic pressure.

"For fun? To play? To play?"

The elder looked like a knife, swept across the field, and said with a sneer: "It's ridiculous, you think too much of yourself when you wait!"

The monks below were furious, but they dared not speak out.

"What do you have to do with this sect if you quit voluntarily? Before the deadline, you will accept your fate and give up. Even if this is the case for one assessment, the way of cultivation is full of hardships and setbacks. Most of the time, you need to start all over again. How will you deal with yourself when the time comes? Hmph, how dare you say that this heavy pass is meaningless?"

Every word the elder said was like a heavy hammer, hammering on the hearts of those people, making them bow their heads, and hammering them into shame before saying a word.

On the sky steps, because it was confirmed that there would be no more passes, most people relaxed and did not rush to the square.

"Let's hurry up," Tang Zhile said in a low voice, and everyone in the Zhenwu Academy looked at him, "Although you only need to arrive at the square within seven days to pass the test, but maybe the sooner you arrive, the better impression you will have on Taichuguan. Sooner rather than later, let’s go as fast as possible.”

Everyone should be.

Tang Zhile asked Jing Yingrong again: "Friend Daoist Jing, are you with us?"

Jing Yingrong nodded: "Yeah."

So Jing Yingrong quickened his pace along with the group from Zhenwu Academy.

This time the people on the Heavenly Steps still distanced themselves, but the gap was far less than the first time.And those who walked in the front were almost still those individuals—except for Jing Yingrong who acted together with Zhenwu Academy.

Although it's boring in comparison, Wu Yaochen and Yin Xueze are still walking together.

Wu Yaochen: "I've always been curious about what kind of exercises you practice."

Yin Xueze: "..."

Wu Yaochen: "It looks like a fire movement technique, but it has the power of yin and cold."

Yin Xueze: "..."

Wu Yaochen: "With such a strange and tyrannical exercise, would you still switch to the exercise of Tai Chu Guan? Oh, I might as well tell you, I will not switch to practice."

Yin Xueze: "..."

Wu Yaochen looked at the indifferent face that suppressed the irritability, but smiled instead: "Why be so indifferent, when you enter Taichu Temple, you and I are also in the same school, why not write off all the past grievances and cultivate a sense of cultivation in advance—"

Swish!
The piercing sound cut off Wu Yaochen's words.

The tip of the Mo Prison gun touched Wu Yaochen's neck, and if he advanced half a minute, blood could be seen.

However, Wu Yaochen still had a smile on his face, without any panic or fear, and looked at Yin Xueze with a smile.

The blue veins on Yin Xueze's forehead popped out, and his body was full of murderous aura, and he said word by word with fury: "Shut up! Mouth!"

Wu Yaochen's smile deepened, he raised his hand and made a movement of closing his lips, his lips tightened, and winked at Yin Xueze in a funny way.

Yin Xueze closed his eyes and took a deep breath, flipped his wrist to retract the Mo Prison Spear, quickened his pace and moved away from Wu Yaochen.

Zhao Jinxu hurriedly followed, and when Wu Yaochen passed by, he turned his head and glanced at Wu Yaochen.

Catching Zhao Jinxu's gaze, Wu Yaochen was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Zhao Jinxu's back thoughtfully.

After seven days, all the rest of the people on the Tianjie successfully arrived at the square.

This time Jing Yingrong acted together with the people from the Zhenwu Academy, unlike the first time he rode the world together, so it didn't attract too much attention.

"Congratulations to everyone who has completed this assessment and is qualified to enter the next round of assessment."

The elder of Taichuguan said.

People beamed.Many people did not forget to look at the surrounding environment while relaxing, but seeing the wide square, it seemed to be vast and boundless, and the ground was paved with some kind of smooth and blue stone, which was hard and cold, emitting a thin white mist, just like being in a fairyland.

Surrounded by smoke and mist, one can vaguely see another sky-reaching staircase in the far distance, extending into the high and distant sky.

The elder continued: "Everyone will have a day's rest. One day later, on this square, the second assessment will begin. I hope everyone is ready."

Tang Zhile muttered softly: "On the square? That seems to be 'cutting one's own obstacles'."

Jing Yingrong: "What is 'cut one's own obstacles'?"

Tang Zhile: "To put it simply, it's a fight between yourself and yourself. If you win, you'll pass."

Jing Yingrong: "...Huh?"

Tang Zhile didn't notice Jing Yingrong's strangeness, and muttered to himself: "Slashing one's own obstacles is one of the most difficult items among all the assessment items in Taichuguan, and it becomes so difficult to climb the heavenly rank... It seems that Taichuguan intends to raise the threshold for accepting apprentices this time. Well, I hope tomorrow will be lucky."

After the practitioners of Taichu Guan left, the monks adjusted their breathing in the square.

Jing Yingrong walked slowly on the square, and unknowingly came to the foot of the steps leading to a higher place.

She raised her head, her gaze seemed to pass through the sky of white clouds, and she saw the scenery on the top of Taiyue Divine Mountain.

Jisha Sword: "Go up and have a look?"

Jing Yingrong: "Not now."

Jijie Pen: "I don't know what the place we stayed in before has become now."

Jing Yingrong: "I will see."

She slowly raised her left hand, stretched out her slender index finger, and a butterfly made of magic talismans flew from nowhere and landed on the tip of the green onion finger.

The runes on the butterfly's wings flickered, and Huo Xiumao's voice came out:

"Senior Jing, there are too many people in the square, and there are great experts in our sect paying attention, so this junior can't come to see you in person. This junior just wants to tell senior that tomorrow's assessment item is to cut one's own obstacles. Then, senior, please go to the southeast direction of the square. The third stone platform from the right, the younger generation will do their best to cooperate with the senior..."

Speaking of this, Huo Xiumao's voice suddenly weakened, he seemed to cough lightly, and then continued with a suppressed smile: "...cheating."

After the words were finished, the talisman butterfly burned without leaving a trace.

Jijie Pen joked: "This junior is committed to making you his junior sister."

Jing Yingrong: "He did it to repay his kindness."

Jishajian: "By the way, didn't he say that he practiced Taoism for revenge? You can ask next time if he has revenge."

Jing Yingrong: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)