Chapter 125: The Road to Immortality, No Need for Friends

Early the next morning, as the Taoist bell of Taoist Mountain rang, a sound of horns was mixed in with the sound of the Taoist bell.

Tian Lin opened his eyes and rolled over from the bed. When he went out, he saw that halfway up the mountain, several disciples' rooms had been opened.

"The platform of life and death has been opened."

In a small courtyard, Senior Brother Qian walked out, and then glanced towards Tian Lin where Ji Ran lived.

However, Senior Brother Qian had a scene last time. After knowing that Tian Lin had a flying sword in his hand, he never said goodbye to Tian Lin again——

Having said that, now that Tian Lin is no longer a disciple of Palm Peak, what reason does Senior Brother Qian have for not getting along with Tian Lin?

"A good fairy sect, why are you blowing the trumpet? It's a mess and a mess."

Senior Brother Zhao cursed and carried Taibai out of his house.

Everyone heard how nervous Senior Brother Zhao was when he spoke, so much so that his voice trembled a little.

Fortunately, Senior Brother Zhao was not the only one who was nervous and scared, so no one laughed at him.

Senior Brother Qian, who usually doesn't deal with Senior Brother Zhao, even took up what Senior Brother Zhao said: "Today's Yao Yue Sect is more of a secular force than an immortal sect——

Ever since the distinction between red-robed disciples and white-robed disciples began, when did the Yaoyue Sect not go out to ‘fight’? "

Tian Lin didn't know what kind of battles the disciples in red fought every day. Anyway, during this period, he often saw handyman disciples bringing corpses back to the sect from outside.

"Okay, what are you talking about? Everyone, let's go to Yuechi Mountain. Even if you are not in a hurry to go to the stage of life and death, you can still observe the opponent's situation first."

Senior Brother Qian and the others have been on the stage of life and death once and are relatively familiar with the process.

Tian Lin, Senior Brother Zhao and Junior Brother Jiang have never been on the stage of life and death, so they are not familiar with the process.

When the group descended from Baihua Peak, they saw that there were still many handyman disciples who had thrown away their pots and pans and rushed towards Yuechi Mountain.

Logically speaking, handyman disciples also have the opportunity to become outer disciples.

Although in just two months, few of these handyman disciples have the ability to challenge the former outer disciples, at this moment, no one wants to miss the opportunity to watch the battle.

By the time Tian Lin and his party arrived at Yuechi Mountain, the entire mountainside of Yuechi Mountain was already crowded with people.

The rumbling sound of the waterfall could not cover up the noise of the handyman disciples. A group of people lined up from halfway up Yuechi Mountain to the foot of the mountain.

"The platform of life and death is located in the back mountain. There are five platforms in total."

Senior Brother Qian introduced to Tian Lin and others: "Because there are too many people, and it takes a day or two to decide whether to be an outer sect or an inner sect disciple, the process is extremely simple. The first step is to let the handyman disciples challenge the outer sect disciples. "

While several people were talking, they finally arrived at the back mountain of Yuechi Mountain.

I saw that the spacious venue in the back hill was already crowded with people.

"Are all the outer disciples from all peaks here?"

Elder Feng's voice suddenly sounded in the venue surrounded by handyman disciples.

Tian Lin knew that the person presiding over this life and death battle this time was probably Elder Feng.

Sure enough, when Tian Lin and his group squeezed in, they saw Elder Feng standing alone on a large open platform.

He glanced down and said: "Disciples from the outer sects of the peaks, come on stage quickly!"

Following Elder Feng's shout, Senior Brother Qian and others kicked off their legs, each flew up from the crowd, and landed behind Elder Feng.

Tian Lin noticed that among these outer disciples, most were wearing red robes, while only less than ten were wearing white robes.

"Senior Brother Tian?"

Senior Brother Zhao looked at Tian Lin, as if he was following Tian Lin's lead.

Tian Lin knew that Senior Brother Zhao was very timid now, so he acted a little confused.

In fact, let alone Senior Brother Zhao, Tian Lin, who was armed with a sharp weapon, was also a little scared.

After all, it was a life-and-death fight, and he was not someone who liked fighting for his life.

"Let's go, there are only three of us left."

After Tian Lin finished speaking, he held Senior Brother Zhao in one hand and jumped onto the high platform.

This high platform is only a foot high, but it greatly broadens people's horizons.

Tian Lin looked down from the high platform and could clearly see the handyman disciples watching on the mountains and trees.

"All the disciples have arrived. Who wants to challenge us?"

Elder Feng asked, and a voice immediately sounded outside: "Jianfeng handyman disciple Ao Lin wants to challenge the outer disciple Senior Brother Jiang Ruo."

Among the crowd, a young man carrying a sword bag walked into the audience, but his eyes looked at Junior Brother Jiang beside Tian Lin.

Tian Lin clearly felt Junior Brother Jiang's body shaking.

Speaking of which, Junior Brother Jiang is only at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

If he hadn't followed Tian Lin to Wenxin Sect, and if it hadn't been for Elder Xiao, who had a bad temper but was kind-hearted, how would Junior Brother Jiang still be able to sit as an outer disciple?

But he had been an outer disciple for a month, and what was supposed to come finally came.

"Junior Brother Jiang, otherwise you just have to admit defeat."

Senior Brother Zhao said something, and Junior Brother Jiang on the side became unhappy: "There is no competition, so how can we admit defeat? It's not too late to admit defeat when we really can't beat you."

He was angry that Ao Lin came to him first, but he took his anger out on Senior Brother Zhao.

Senior Brother Zhao was also a little angry, but this was not the time for a quarrel.

Elder Feng, who was standing in front of the high platform, turned his head and asked Junior Brother Jiang: "Jiang Ruo, what did you say?"

"Disciple, please show mercy to Senior Brother Ao!"

Junior Brother Jiang answered Elder Feng with practical actions.

When Elder Feng was asking questions, Junior Brother Jiang flew up and threw the sword on his back at Ao Lin in the audience.

He shouted to Ao Lin to show mercy, but he threw the sword at Ao Lin before entering the arena. It was really mean.

But the people on the stage felt sorry for Jiang Ruo, because Ao Lin was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, and was eliminated to the errand yard only because of bad luck.

Ao Lin had been in the errand yard for a month, looking forward to the opening of the life and death stage all the time.

This time he came back again, obviously with the determination to win - Junior Brother Jiang, there is no way he can be Ao Lin's opponent!

"You want to use the talisman paper to sneak attack? Unfortunately, the talisman paper is still too slow to fight the enemy in battle!"

In the audience, Ao Lin dodged Junior Brother Jiang's sword and then raised his hand to slap Junior Brother Jiang in the air without even taking the sword.

Junior Brother Jiang just took out the two talismans in his arms, and his body was blown up by Ao Lin's palm.

In the strong wind, Jiang's intestines and flesh fell to the ground, and some blood, foam and feces floated to the platform.

Fortunately, Elder Feng raised his hand and waved, and those blood, foam and feces were blown to the south in an instant.

A group of errand disciples in the south were crowded with people, and even with light skills, they could not avoid it, and could only face the blood, foam and feces.

Blood foam is fine, almost all the disciples here are red-clothed, but the feces soup in the intestines is really uncomfortable.

"If Jiang Ruo dies, Ao Lin can be an outer disciple of Baihua Peak - now, are there any errand disciples who want to compete for the position of Baihua Peak disciple?"

On the platform, Elder Feng finished speaking, and Ao Lin jumped onto the platform and stood next to Tian Lin - this was originally just past the position where Jiang Ruo stood.

"Disciple Qian Chao from Lianshui Peak wants to have a discussion with Senior Brother Zhao from Baihua Peak. Please give me some advice."

Among the errand disciples, a man in red came out.

The red-clothed man had a big knife on his back, and he didn't look like someone who would be easy to mess with.

Tian Lin tilted his head to look at Senior Brother Zhao, who didn't say anything. He turned around and walked down the stone platform with the Taibai that Tian Lin gave him.

Tian Lin found that Senior Brother Zhao looked very scared of death before the battle, but when he really got on the field, he became extremely calm.

This is probably a kind of talent, a talent that makes one calm at critical moments.

"Junior Brother Qian, you and I were in Yaofeng together at that time. We often drank and talked happily, and recited poems. I didn't expect that in just two months, you have become a red-clothed disciple, and I have become a white-clothed disciple of Baihuafeng."

Senior Brother Zhao looked sad, like a sentimental nobleman.

But in fact, after he went to the Heart-Searching Sect, he was almost sucked dry by the blood cultists.

Although his complexion has recovered now, when he becomes melancholy, he not only does not feel as handsome as before, but looks like a wretched old man.

"Yes, you and I were carefree brothers at the beginning, and we invited each other to go and seek immortal fate together after becoming disciples of the sect. Who would have thought that now you and I would actually face each other with swords--"

As soon as he said the words "face each other with swords", the sword had already stabbed Brother Zhao's chest.

Outside the field, many menial disciples exclaimed.

On the high platform, Shang Yu walked to Tian Lin's side without knowing when and said: "I don't know why this brother Zhao from Baihua Peak has learned some nagging temper from you."

Shang Yu had repeatedly used the formula of the antidote to the Heart-breaking Gu to tempt Tian Lin, but was rejected by Tian Lin.

He said that Tian Lin was nagging, but he didn't know that Tian Lin was not poisoned, and that Tian Lin had already obtained the antidote formula of the Heart-breaking Gu in the illusion.

"I think that people like Brother Zhao can make more friends and have more people willing to help him."

As soon as Tian Lin finished speaking, another exclamation came from below.

Senior Brother Zhao, who was stabbed by the sword, stood firmly at the moment, while the disciple who suddenly attacked him was kneeling in front of Senior Brother Zhao.

"Junior Brother Qian, I didn't expect you to be so cruel to me! In fact, for the position of outer disciple, why should we kill each other?"

The Taibai in Senior Brother Zhao's hand was still dripping with blood, and the disciple kneeling in front of him covered his shoulder, sneered and raised his head and asked:

"Yes, who wants to kill each other? But if I don't kill you, will you give me the position of outer disciple?"

Senior Brother Zhao was speechless for a moment, and the disciple said: "I didn't expect that in addition to borrowing the Taibai in your hand, you also put on a layer of soft armor."

"This is all because Senior Brother Tian and Senior Sister Xiao are willing to help, otherwise I would really die in your hands."

Senior Brother Zhao sighed, he was not a soft-hearted person.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and the Taibai sword drew a sword light.

Junior Brother Qian raised his sword to block, but his sword was not as sharp as Taibai's.

As the sword in Junior Brother Qian's hand broke into two pieces, the head on his neck instantly rolled to the ground.

"Zhao is here. Now, who else wants to take my position as an outer disciple?"

After killing the Qian, Senior Brother Zhao wiped the blood off Taibai with his clothes, and looked at the errand disciples watching the fight with some excitement.

For a moment, many people were overwhelmed by his momentum and did not dare to speak.

"Haha, you're right. This guy turned defeat into victory by borrowing things from others."

Shang Yu was a little surprised, and then laughed: "But in the final analysis, people who survive by relying on the pity of others are destined to live a short life. The road to immortality can only go further if you fight and fight for it yourself--

I don't have friends, and I don't need friends."

After Shang Yu finished speaking, he suddenly stood up and said: "Elder Feng, now that the battle for outer disciples has been fought twice, it's time for us outer disciples to challenge the inner disciples, right?"