Eternal Gate

The more you go north, the more prosperous it is.

The closer to the imperial capital, the larger the ancient city, how huge it is! Compared with them, Wanggucheng is just a small village with little name. Without comparison, there is no harm.

Both Zhao Yun and Wang Zhai became soil buns, which are novel everywhere.

Three days passed quietly.

On the fourth day, there was only Zhao Yun left among the two walking with each other.

Wang Zhai disappeared, and as he walked, he left.

In other words, it was broken up, passing through the wild mountains and ridges, and there were always people who murdered and sold goods, and they happened to run into a group of thieves, a large area of ​​Xuanyang realm, plus a Tibetan realm. , Such a lineup, it is good to be broken up, at least there is still life.

Zhao Yun traveled all the way through mountains and waters.

On the ninth day, he really stopped.

The goal is finally reached.

Standing on a footstep, you can see a cloud of mountains.

That was Tianzong, the only martial art in the Great Xia Long Dynasty.

Looking at Tianzong, Zhao Yun looked at the other side. It was a vast ancient city. From the sky, it looked like a giant dragon, entrenched on the earth. There was a dragon gushing out, with a splendid illusion, full of majestic aura, magnificent and magnificent. Ancient, it is a symbol, a symbol of the Great Xia Long Dynasty.

That is the imperial capital, only tens of miles away from Tianzong.

The two are in the form of a corner, a great summer royal family, a great summer sect, one east and the other west, like two monuments, shaking all over the world, just looking at it from a distance will make you feel depressed, no matter which one you can’t shake Moving those two giants is the foundation of the Great Xia Long Dynasty that cannot be shaken.

"Quickly, quickly, it's convenient to reach Tianzong."

"I wonder if I can pass the test, God bless me!"

"I am so good, but Tianzong doesn't want it."

Before reaching the Celestial Sect, there will be more fireworks, and there will be more flying mounts above, coming and going; below, people are bustling, and they are walking back and forth. Some went to participate in the assessment, and some failed the assessment. Among them, There are many people who are not low in Taoism, but they have all failed. It can be seen how high the threshold of Tianzong's disciples is. There is no one who can enter the Tianzong by a real carp who jumps over the dragon gate.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes from the imperial capital, and went straight to the Great Summer Sect.

At the foot of Tianzong Mountain, there is a huge venue, and the assessment is here.

In the center of the venue, there is a stone platform with a length of one hundred feet. On the stone platform stands a stone monument. It is for measuring power and cultivation. Everyone who has an appraisal must pass this test. If they pass, then they will perform. Time, the so-called performance, is to reveal their own background to the elders of the Tianzong sitting under the stage. There is no special requirement. They can play a set of swordsmanship, can show special blood, and can perform a terrible secret... How do you show off, if you can win the eyes of the elders of the Tianzong within a limited time, even if there is only one, you may be admitted.

If no one likes it, sorry...just go home.

This is like a beauty pageant.

Without two or two brushes, people and birds will never kill you.

"it is good."

The venue was crowded with people who participated in the assessment and some were watching the excitement. Those who were able to come to the stage and those who dared to come to the Tianzong to participate in the test were all young talents. There were always one or two amazing people who drew the eyes of the Quartet. , Tianzong elder’s vision is not generally high, the swordsmanship is exquisite, the secret technique is gorgeous, but those with insufficient background, they should stay cool, this is not a stage for singing, no matter how good the performance is, It's nothing to suspend.

"No! Don't do it at all?"

"Xuan Yang is the third class! What a junior, who failed the test."

"No way, the threshold of Tianzong is high."

There were a lot of sighs, and there were many regrets. People who felt good about themselves also caught a lot. Before going on stage, they were full of confidence. When they stepped down, they were ashamed. There were so many elders of the Celestial Sect. , Is his strength too bad, or Tianzong's vision is too high.

Zhao Yun has arrived and squeezed through the crowd.

He glanced at the stone platform, then looked at the elders of Tianzong below the stage.

Those, wearing the same Taoist gowns, some sit tightly, some are lying lazily, some are yawning, some are stretched, some are drinking tea, some are eating melon seeds, some are doing everything, they look different, they are fat and thin. It's uneven, but it's the peak of Jizo in Qingyishui.

Zhao Yun did not see Yunfeng.

As for which Li Xuancang was, he didn't know.

Thinking of the past, no matter what the fence blocks, outsiders can't get through, and they can't be in the public, shout Li Xuancang! Even if you can take out the purple jade in full view!

It's better to be sneaky if you are new to the city.

Therefore, he is waiting for the end of today's Tianzong assessment.

After closing his eyes, he looked around the meeting place again. He didn't see Wang Zhan, he didn't know if he was there, nor did he see the old friends Qing Yao, Lin Xie, Huadu, and Yan Kang. He didn't know if he had passed the test.

"I haven't heard that there is a thousand-year tree demon out of Illusory Mist."

"It has been spread a long time ago, and many people are buried in it, and there is no shortage of Ksitigarbha Peak.

"That ghost place, I will never go to that place."

Where mortals get together, there is no shortage of chatters. When watching the assessment, they don't forget to chatter, there is such a thin old man, and he glanced at Zhao Yun, and there is still a real spiritual realm.

Zhao Yun said nothing, but waited quietly.

Amidst the discussion, another person stepped onto the stone platform. He was a bald boy. At first glance, he thought he was a monk? In fact, it was not. He was born ordinary, but short and dignified. Regardless of the size of the person, but the outrageous background, he made a five-fingerprint on the stone tablet.

hiss!

The sound of air-conditioning on the scene became one piece.

The elders of Tianzong are basically sitting upright.

After waiting so many hours, someone who can enter the eyes of the Dharma finally came.

"What a powerful force." Zhao Yun murmured.

That bald boy should belong to the same category as the little money fan. He was born with supernatural power, and he had such power without touching his true essence. If he moved his true essence, Xuanyang Peak would not feel very comfortable with a palm of him.

"Who is he! Which one is from?" someone asked.

"I don't know, I only know that it is Wunian. The origin is very mysterious." The insider replied.

When everyone saw it, Wunian had already taken his hand, and there was no performance after that. A palm was enough to prove the foundation. Too many elders of the Tianzong threw an olive branch. There are not many evildoers, and they want to be admitted to the school.

With so many people grabbing, the examiner can only choose one.

Without even thinking about it, he walked towards a middle-aged man who was as rich as a jade.

It seemed that the arrangements had been made privately, and the master had been selected before coming.

Hey!

Some are happy and some are sad.

Such an outstanding disciple belongs to others.

Haha!

After no thoughts, someone jumped onto the stage.

He is a big fat man, not good at strength, but his voice is high-pitched. He has been bluffing for most of the day, but also showing off for most of the day. The elder Tianzong didn't even lift his eyelids, to figure out that this is not a place of juggling, and the bells and whistles are useless. With such a loud voice, why don't you go singing!

After a dozen people, one kneeled faster than one.

In fact, those who can climb this stone platform are placed in the private sector, and all of them have small names, but when they come here, they are Xiaoxi Mi, but they are not amazing enough, because the threshold of Tianzong is really a bit high.

Next, is a woman.

To be precise, she is a Buddhist woman.

She was born with a peerless appearance, dressed in white clothes to win the snow, a haze lingers all over her body, can hear the sounds of the Buddha, and has a kind of peaceful aura. I don't know... I thought it was a female bodhisattva!

Take a closer look, isn't it just Prajna?

That night, she was the one who rescued Wang Yang and injured Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun had recognized it, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. If it were not for Prajna to disrupt the situation, he would have destroyed Wang Yang. He never thought that he was also the person who came to the Tianzong to participate in the assessment.

I saw Prajna, but did not see Wang Yang.

Zhao Yun knew that with Wang Yang's background, he could not enter the Heavenly Sect.

It's not that Wang Yang is despised, because the conditions of Tianzong's acceptance of disciples are too harsh, so many young talents have been brushed down one after another, and more than 80% of them are far surpassing Wang Yang.

Prajna is not ordinary and easily passed the test.

After her, there are a lot of people on stage, each with a little background.

Unfortunately, none of them were admitted.

"My God! Zi Yihou."

I don't know who screamed, causing too many people to look up.

Among them, Zi also includes Zhao Yun.

Entering the eye, I saw a golden goshawk, dashing across the sky, like a golden light, rushing to the sky, the eagle left a voice, people passed away, and the breath of quasi-sky was enough to suppress the people below.

Zhao Yun watched silently, as if at Zhao's house that night, looking up at Zi Yihou as if looking up at the gods. He was still so high above him. When he arrived, he never looked down.

"One day, you will use your head to pay tribute to the spirit of your father in the sky."

Zhao Yun's heartfelt words were a roar from the soul, but a certain kind of hatred and anger did not appear, just like his words of hatred, carved in the depths of the soul, hatred did not swallow his mind.

"This is the first time I have seen Zi Yihou." Too many people said.

"I have seen it. The day Shan Feng Furong was dragged to a parade... I saw it once."

"Who is Shan Feng Furong."

"I heard that the embroiderer of the royal family has disappeared for many years and was only caught back not long ago."

"Moreover, it was the person who Zi Yihou took personally."

"An embroiderer, Zi Yihou personally takes people?"

"I heard...she involved a secret."

There was a lot of discussion, and one topic was talked about.

"Shan Feng Furong." Zhao Yun muttered to himself.

He should have thought that his mother was Shan Feng Furong, who was famous all over the world. It turned out that it was really related to the royal family. What kind of secret was involved that made Zi Yihou go into such a big fight.

He cried, choked in his heart.

Was his mother dragged to parade? Like a prisoner, wearing shackles and shackles, he was pushed and shoved all the way by the guards, and he was so humble that he could not lift his head.

At this moment, his body trembled to the limit.

At this moment, I don’t know if it’s distressed or angry. There are bloodshot eyes in my eyes. The eyes that should have been deep and wise are dyed scarlet. The fists are clenched until they click. Xu is too hard, and the nails are all Stabbed into the palm of his hand, blood dripped between his palms and fingers.

"This kid, why is he still crying?"

Seeing Zhao Yun like this, the thin old man beside him looked strange.

Zhao Yun burst into tears, "Senior, you know where Shan Feng Furong is locked."