C669 (1/2)
In the twinkling of an eye, the red and coarse incense in the censer had already burned more than half. All the friars looked at Li Yicheng, who was struggling, and all shook their heads.
The talent is OK, but it's much worse than those who really stand in the martial arts world.
Li Yicheng is sweating all over, and his face is very weak, which makes QianXingJian really can't go down. He says with bright eyes: ”seven swords, can I go up?”
Maybe it's because I've seen a lot of incense burning, and I think that Emei will never have a chance. Immortal Qidao nods.
With a bit of curiosity: ”no harm.”
QianXingJian, the most outstanding disciple of Emei before Lin Qixuan appeared, wanted to see what level he had.
After Li Yicheng quit, QianXingJian resolutely stepped into the sand. All of a sudden, there were many illusions.
It turned out to be an array. There were constantly things that caused his fear. The monk with unstable mind could not even step out.
The talent of Qianxing sword is much better than that of Li Yicheng.
In just a few minutes, he crossed the distance that Li Yicheng took dozens of minutes to achieve.
The disciples of Emei gave out a cheering voice. Only Li Yicheng's face crossed an imperceptible bitterness. His fist was tight and loose, and he was a little weak.
But even the thousand star sword can't get to the stage in less than 15 minutes.
Everyone thinks that Emei has lost. Even the master of building foundation can't break the three hurdles in such a short time.
The atmosphere on Kunlun Mountain is a little depressing. A pair of eyes look at Qianxing sword silently.
They can't help thinking that it's too hard for them to go to school. This trial is to prepare for Lin Qixuan. The difficulty is harsh and unreasonable.
Normally, the time required is three sticks of incense, but now it is replaced by one stick of incense, and the immortal who built the foundation to guard the pass, which is impossible to complete. Kunlun didn't want to let Tian Yidao go down the mountain. Even if he lost the battle of proving immortals, he was also Kunlun's most gifted disciple.
Thousand star sword reluctantly bit teeth, default the fact of failure.
Suddenly, a Kunlun disciple ran up with a pale face.
”Zhang Jiao, someone is coming!”
This sentence immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Each immortal's facial expression is different, unexpectedly unconsciously nervous, fragrant remaining one tenth, that person also can come?
Since you're here, why don't you come early? Now even if it comes, it will not help.
On the mountainside, among the worshippers, there was a woman covered in a black robe. She Leng Leng, unbelievable looked down the mountain.
There are 10000 steps in Kunlun Mountain, like one stone dragon after another.
The immortal's eyes swept down in surprise. At the end of the mountain gate, a figure in white robe came slowly.
He went up the stairs with a flat face. His pace was slow and steady, but when people were distracted, he had already come to the mountainside.
The young man's figure is a bit awkward. The clean white robe is stained with dust, which seems to be a dusty road. But the eyes are dark and deep. Facing the top of the mountain, more than a dozen immortals are not afraid. Instead, they gently raise their chin, as if to say hello to someone.
The silent Kunlun Mountain suddenly exploded.
”It's Lin Qixuan!”
”Yes, I dare to come.”
”You've got so much time left to humiliate yourself?”
In the face of questions or surprised eyes, Lin Nan was not moved. He looked at the sand in front of him and said, ”is this the first level?”
The Kunlun disciple next to him nodded subconsciously, while Lin Nan also showed a smile. Although he was a little late, he finally caught up.
It takes two days to wake up from a coma.
Then he took a plane to Qinghai. Unfortunately, when the road was blocked by heavy snow, it became very difficult for him to get to Kunlun mountain. But he had to gasify his wings, fly and run all the time, and then he got to Kunlun mountain.