Natural Fairy Species Chapter 82

Chapter 82 Asking the Heart Heaven Rank

Law enforcement hall.

Different from the other temples in style, the whole body here is black and solemn.

The palace was oppressive, like a huge monster lying down, devouring everyone who entered.

The Hall of Law Enforcement prohibits all illegal activities of the disciples of the sect in charge, and prohibits the black mountain monks from exceeding the rules.

There are six inspection teams in the hall, all led by the elders who established the foundation, and the selected members are all people with outstanding combat power.

Among the five halls of Qingfeng Gate, the Hall of Law Enforcement has the most authority and is also the most respected.

The head of the sect is basically from the Palace of Law Enforcement.

It wasn't until this session that Wei Dao was born, broke this convention, won the battle for the head, and took the position of head of the Qingfeng Sect.

On the high platform of the side hall, three foundation-building monks looked at the water mirror in front of them. There were hundreds of steps inside, and two sect disciples were standing at the bottom with their hands tied.

"Hall Master, why do you need to go to such a small matter yourself, just leave it to us. Asking Xinlu rarely dismisses disciples, it's just a formality."

Ma Ming followed behind an old man, bending slightly.

The old man is tall, with thick eyebrows and broad eyes, and a very stern face, even with a smile, there is a touch of coercion.

"True disciples are related to the future of the sect. I have already made a suggestion at the elders' meeting to divide the future resource allocation according to the number of steps taken on the road of asking the heart. Unfortunately, it was rejected by the head of the sect."

Liang Yu, the master of the Hall of Law Enforcement, cultivated in the late stage of foundation establishment, and passed on to his disciples from the ancestor Yang Zhenren, the ancestor of the alchemy.

When the head of the Qingfeng Sect was running for election, Liang Yu was the most popular candidate, and his voice was extremely high.

But at the last moment, Old Ancestor Ge, who seldom spoke out and cared about common affairs, suddenly preferred to defend the Tao, and Old Ancestor Yang was noncommittal.

Liang Yu, who originally had an advantage in the Presbyterian Church, just lost to Wei Dao, who was much less senior than himself.

But in terms of power, he is still the top number in the sect.

It's just that in recent years, as the old ancestor Yang's lifespan is short, and the majesty of the guard is increasing day by day, their line of people has a sense of wind and rain.

Ma Ming showed embarrassment. He walked more than 20 steps on the road of asking the heart, and his performance in this level is not outstanding.

Another old man immediately took up the conversation: "Brother's foresight is beyond comparison. If the person sitting in that position is a senior, the development of the sect will definitely be more prosperous..."

"Don't mention this again! Wei Dao runs the sect, and his achievements over the years are obvious to all. I am not as good as him in this regard."

Liang Yu has been in charge of law enforcement for decades, but now he puts on a straight face and does not get angry.

"Junior Brother Zhang, I have persuaded you many times to open up the situation. If you are obsessed with a little power and fight for it, what good will it do for your cultivation?"

Just seeing that Junior Brother Zhang has white hair, his body is obviously aging, and he is only a few years younger than himself in the early stage of foundation establishment. Liang Yu couldn't bear to say more, and looked into the water mirror a little.

"The second stage of the trial, let's start."

Hundreds of steps in the water mirror glow at the same time, and there is a star cover on the top, forming a closed space.

Mid-grade magic weapon, asking heart ladder.

"Brother Bai, I'll take the first step, you study slowly!"

Xiong Baishan winked at Bai Zichen, laughed wildly twice, and stepped up the first step with his thighs open.

Bai Zichen has inquired that the Heavenly Ladder of Questioning Heart is a magic weapon passed down from generation to generation in the Hall of Law Enforcement.

As long as you take ten steps, you will pass the second level.

Since the True Inheritance Trial, very few disciples have been eliminated by the Wenxin Ladder.

Bai Zichen thought that his heart for the Tao was not weaker than others, and seeing that Xiong Baishan had stepped out of the seventh or eighth step step by step, he took the first step firmly.

A weight was on the shoulders, and the legs were as heavy as lead. Every time I took a step, there was a feeling of fatigue and weakness in the body. After walking a few steps, there was even pain of muscle tearing.

Only by staying in place can the pain be relieved, and if you step out of the first step, life is worse than death.

Bai Zichen clenched his teeth, sweat dripped from his forehead, it turned out that the first step was a physical test.

Even this kind of superficial pain is unbearable, so there is no need to continue climbing on the Wenxin Tianjie.

Going up one step further, all kinds of delicacies, mansions and palaces, and Meiji's servants appear in his mind like a revolving lantern. He has become a prince, born with high status, living a life of luxury with fresh clothes and angry horses, wine and meat Life.

If you want any rare treasures, exotic beauties, someone will deliver them to the bedroom the next day.

"How can a few foreign objects compete with longevity, it's too small to look down on people."

Bai Zichen looked on coldly, like a passer-by. The surrounding scene was like broken glass, dissipating into pieces, and took a few steps up.

When the scene changed, there were mortal relatives and friends from the clan, one after another came up and held hands, inviting him to go home for a gathering.

That Bai Ling was wearing a semi-sheer gauze skirt, her cheeks were like pearls, and her eyes, like a pool of clear springs, were rippling with spring, adding a bit of beauty, whispering to Brother Chen, and beckoning to him.

Bai Zichen turned a blind eye, and only paused and let out a long sigh when he passed by his uncle Bai Jiuan.

Opening his eyes again, he has already reached level 30.

Xiong Baishan, who originally set out one step ahead, was now one step behind, his expression changed on the twenty-seventh level of the sky, and he hesitated.

Bai Zichen looked up, there were still 70 steps away from the top of Wenxin Tianjie, and the last few steps seemed to have been integrated into the starlight, which was out of reach.

"The trial has passed, let's see how many levels I can reach... I heard that the highest record in the past century is the fifty-five heavenly level that the head of the guard walked out of."

Cleaned up his mood and stood on the 31st level.

The world is spinning, decades have passed, and Bai Zichen is already in his sixties.

Because he was seriously injured in the Zongmen's land reclamation war, he spent more than ten years recuperating from the injury, his foundation was damaged, and it took him several times more time to refine his qi to perfection.

At the age of forty, I made all the contributions and exchanged it for the Foundation Establishment Pill to attack the Foundation Establishment. I was defeated in the first level of the physical body. It turned out that there was still a dark wound hidden in the body, which broke out at a critical moment and stopped immediately at the first level.

Cultivation retreated two realms in a row, and changed back to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

But he was not discouraged. After ten years of painstaking practice, he once again achieved perfection in Qi refining. This time, he was only assisted by a foundation-building spiritual object, but because of insufficient mana and erysipelas, he fell short again.

This time, the backlash from the failure of foundation establishment was even heavier, almost costing his life.

After coming out of the secret room, with silver hair and wrinkled skin, he looked twenty years older in an instant, with only the sixth level of Qi refining left in his cultivation.

It took a full fifteen years for this re-cultivation. At the age of sixty-five, Bai Zichen reached the state of Qi Refining Great Consummation for the third time.

"Brother Bai, forget it, how can you build a foundation at your age, if you fail, you will die immediately!"

"That's right, senior brother Bai, why don't you resign from the sect and return to your family to marry a few wives and concubines to reproduce. With your perfect cultivation of Qi refining, you can still live a good life for decades."

Sixty-five years old, failed to build foundations twice, lack of energy and blood, mana decline...

Everything indicates that there is only one dead end to forcefully build the foundation again.

"On the road, how can you be as good as you want, but I want to be worthy of my heart."

Bai Zichen rejected the kindly persuasion of his senior brother, walked into the secret room without the foundation building pill and the foundation building spirit, and closed the death test.

One month later, a spiritual vortex soaring into the sky formed, and a foundation-building cultivator slowly walked out of the secret room.

Bai Zichen opened his eyes, and there was a glow flowing in them. After passing through the fictitious decades, he has unknowingly reached the fiftieth heavenly step.

(end of this chapter)

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