Chapter 352: Step Onto the Altar?

Although these registered disciples were very uncomfortable under the extremely powerful soul pressure. But not long after, they began to move their bodies with difficulty, like zombies, staggering forward and moving slowly.

Their souls seemed to have lost the ability to flexibly control their bodies under the heavy pressure.

Duan Rong and the other four were in the middle of the team.

Duan Rong's soul was powerful, and his perception was more delicate than that of the registered disciples around him.

He clearly felt that with every step forward, the descending soul pressure would increase slightly. Although the increase was not much with each step, it would be countless if it was added all the way.

As the team moved forward, some people began to tremble like sifting bran.

Soon, at the front of the team, someone began to cross the white line. Crossing the white line means that the first round of assessment has been passed.

But it does not mean that those who walk in front will take advantage.

Because the strength of the soul at the white line is constant, no matter who you are, as long as you can withstand the strength of the soul pressure there, you will definitely be able to cross it.

On the contrary, it will definitely not work. There is no room for trickery here!

Among the people at the front of the team, there is a young man with a fair and weak appearance. He saw that if he moved forward one more step, he could cross the white line.

He looked at the line mark on the ground, which seemed to be sprinkled with white lime, and his eyes moved slightly.

Only by crossing this line can you pass the first test!

He raised his right foot slightly, but at the moment he raised it, a great fear suddenly surged from the depths of his soul.

That fear was like an abyss, instantly enveloping him and even defeating him.

Death! That was death!

That fear was like death, and it was so real.

In fact, at the moment he raised his foot, his body only tilted forward slightly.

Just this little bit, at that moment, he should have died of soul shattering, but Jiang Hanyan's piano sound on the altar saved him.

Although he didn't know that it was Jiang Hanyan's piano that saved him, the death-like fear in his heart was so real that it filled his whole body.

His face turned pale almost instantly without a trace of blood. His feeling told him that he couldn't go forward anymore. If he moved even half a step, he would be in great fear.

However, the white line was right in front of him. How could he let it go?

Just give up and go back home sadly?

The young man's face was bloodless, and his two dark eyes showed hesitation.

But he looked ahead and saw three people who had crossed the white line and were still moving slowly. Suddenly, his eyes were stern.

Maybe it's okay?

Maybe the great fear like death was just his illusion, his inner demon. If he took this step, he would hit the entrance!

He suddenly bit his lip and let the terrifying feeling overwhelm him. He took a half step with a fierce look in his eyes, and the tip of one foot had stepped on the edge of the white line.

Just when his feet touched the ground, he suddenly felt a sense of being pulled away. The scene in front of him was hazy, and in an instant he fell to the ground with a plop.

Just when he lost consciousness and fell to the ground, a figure, as fast as a ghost, flashed to his side, carried him and flashed out of the team.

The man carried the unconscious young man out of the team and put him on the ground next to a large bluestone, where three people were already lying, all unconscious and unconscious.

On the large bluestone, the leader who was supervising their assessment put his hands holding the bronze chime behind his back and glanced coldly at the registered disciples who were moving their feet with difficulty.

Many registered disciples had already fainted and fallen before they reached the white line.

Some people, who had just walked a short distance, stood there and hesitated, and there was a strong fear in the eyes of these people.

Duan Rong and the other four were almost near the white line.

Duan Rong walked while observing Xiao Yu's condition from time to time.

After staggering for a short distance, Duan Rong had already seen that Xiao Yu was the weakest among the four of them.

He was a little worried at this time whether Xiao Yu could cross the white line.

Seeing that the white line was not far away, Duan Rong deliberately slowed down a little and followed Xiao Yu from the side.

Xiao Yu saw Duan Rong from the corner of her eyes, and a warm current flowed through her heart.

She knew that Duan Rong was afraid that something would happen to her, so he followed her.

"Focus." Duan Rong reminded in a low voice: "Relax your body. Focus your attention."

Xiao Yu hummed lightly, her eyes became focused, and she tried to adjust according to what Duan Rong said.

She slowly moved her feet and went to the white line.

Seeing Xiao Yu slowly move across the white line, both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yu wanted to turn her head and smile at Duan Rong, but her soul was weak, and she was under a strong pressure from the soul. Her body was a little stiff and she could not move freely.

Duan Rong turned his head slightly and saw that Ximen Kankan and Shen Mizhi had also crossed the white line.

At this time, he also moved his feet across the white line.

Looking up, he saw that there were not many figures crossing the white line in front.

The figures near the white line had already begun to sparse, and the figures behind were denser.

Duan Rong continued to move forward beside Xiao Yu.

After crossing the white line, she moved a few steps and suddenly her body trembled. She dared not put her foot down for a long time after raising it.

In her eyes, there was a strong fear, and her beautiful face instantly lost color!

Xiao Yu slowly put her raised foot back to the original place. And Duan Rong was turning his head to look at her.

Xiao Yu smiled bitterly at Duan Rong and said, "I'm here. Duan Rong, you go forward. I'm here, watching you."

When Xiao Yu said she was looking at him, her eyes were really staring at him.

Duan Rong's heart moved, and he nodded slightly, then he turned his head and looked directly across the red line three feet away, looking at the altar farther away.

In front of the big tripod in the center of the altar, Jiang Hanyan was sitting cross-legged, concentrating on playing the piano, with his eyes downcast, looking at all living beings as if they were nothing.

The sound of the piano was like a tide, echoing in the valley...

Duan Rong looked forward and saw Ximen Kankan also walked in front of Shen Mizhi.

Just when Duan Rong walked to Shen Mizhi's side, Shen Mizhi's right foot slightly lifted, her body suddenly trembled, and her face suddenly changed!

Duan Rong knew that Shen Mizhi had reached the limit of her soul when she reached this position. Just at that moment, she also experienced the feeling of death.

But the fear in Shen Mizhi's eyes turned into a strong madness in just a moment. She smiled evilly and took a firm half step.

The next moment, she fainted beside Duan Rong.

But after the registered disciples who passed the white line fainted, no one came to carry them away, but let them faint there.

Duan Rong glanced at Shen Mizhi and shook his head slightly.

Shen Mizhi and Xiao Yu are really two different people.

After Xiao Yu felt the feeling of death, she would retract her feet. She would not choose to take risks.

Because there are people behind her and in her eyes.

Behind her, Xiao Zongting and Zhu Xiaoqi stood.

Duan Rong also knew that her eyes were staring at his back.

But Shen Mizhi had no one behind her and no one in her eyes. Although she had Shen Yanliu as her father, Shen Yanliu was obsessed with power and wanted to climb up. I am afraid that many times, he ignored her feelings.

At the Elite Selection Meeting, Duan Rong saw that deep in Shen Mizhi's heart lived a stubborn, crazy and injured soul.

Duan Rong passed Shen Mizhi and continued to move forward. Going forward from here, the pressure on the soul has become heavier and heavier.

Not far ahead, Ximen Kankan had already walked to the red line, but at this time, his fat body suddenly trembled.

Ximen Kankan couldn't help shrinking his neck.

On the top of a solitary peak in the southeast of the valley.

Zhu He sat on the seat, gently stroking his beard, looking at the figure on the altar in the center of the valley, and the sound of the clear piano came faintly.

Zhu He couldn't help but praise: "Junior Sister Lin, Han Yan's skill of the Tidal Purifying Heart Mantra seems to have improved a lot compared to three years ago!"

Lin Youjian rolled his eyes at this side after hearing this, and said: "Do you think my Han Yan eats for free? It's been three years, what? Can't she make progress?"

Zhu He was choked and stagnant. But he just complained in his heart, when did the old man say that Han Yan would not make progress? He did not retort to Lin Youjian.

Lin Youjian saw Zhu He was frustrated, his face slightly brightened, and said: "But Han Yan's Tidal Purifying Heart Mantra can only work on the periphery. After crossing that red line, it all depends on them."

Lv Zhongtang suddenly said: "On the periphery. Those who can cross the red line have a very powerful soul, and it is not so easy to have their souls broken and die."

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At this moment, Ge Rushong, who was sitting next to Lu Zhongtang, suddenly said, "Look, there's a guy backing away?"

"Where?"

"Where?"

The old guys on the top of the mountain were obviously interested.

"Right here, at the mouth of the canyon." Ge Rushong stood up and pointed to a place.

The person Ge Rushong pointed to was the entrance of the canyon where Duan Rong and his group were. The person who was backing away was Ximen Kankan.

"I just saw this guy. He couldn't cross the red line. Others couldn't cross and were holding on, but he started to slip away." An elder at the other end said with a smile.

"He felt uncomfortable staying there. What a sly guy." Ge Rushong said, "As for this kid, even if he achieves the cyclone realm in the future, I will never accept such a guy as my disciple."

After Ge Rushong finished his last sentence, he suddenly sneezed.

How could he have thought that many years later, he would be slapped in the face by this sentence.

Duan Rong was walking when he suddenly saw Ximen Kankan slipping back.

Ximen Kankan walked to Duan Rong's side.

Duan Rong asked, "What are you doing?"

Ximen Kankan winked at him and said, "It's uncomfortable to stay over there. I'll move back a little."

Duan Rong was speechless. This kid! ?

Most of the registered disciples in the field were holding on, and quite a few fainted. I'm afraid this guy was the only one slipping back.

Ximen Kankan retreated to a place not far from Xiao Yu before he stopped. If he pushed back further, he would be out of the white line.

Xiao Yu looked at Ximen Kankan suspiciously and said, "Why are you moving back?"

Ximen Kankan said with fear in his eyes, "That red line is too scary. I want to stay away from it."

Xiao Yu was startled when he heard this, because he saw that Duan Rong was about to walk to the red line.

She hopes that Duan Rong can cross the red line, but she is afraid that Duan Rong will faint and hurt. Her heart was intertwined and hoped, because her two hands were twisted together.

Duan Rong was at the red line, and almost didn't stop, and then across it.

But after the red line, his soul began to tingle slightly because of his pressure.

Duan Rong was keenly aware that after passing the red line, the soothing effect of the piano sound seemed to have faded a lot, and it could hardly even have any effect.

Duan Rong stood there and looked at it slightly. I saw the people who across the red line near the cushion. The other four canyons were just three or two -two people, and his canyon mouth was even more miserable, so he was miserable. Only he is!

It seems that it is not easy to avoid the second assessment!

Not to mention, setting up on the altar, it is directly advanced as an outer disciple!

At this time, many people stood up from the seat on the top of the lone peak in the southeast of Yougu.

The elders of these elderly homes are not here to see the lively. What they want to see is over the red line. How many people can there be?

Of course, it depends on, but can anyone be on the cushion? However, they don't have hope at this.

Ge Rusong stood there, looked at the valley below, and slowly shook his head and said, "It's really better than a stubble! This year crossing the red line, only 11 people in total. If I remember correctly, this seems to be a hundred years. The countdown is second, "

Lu Zhongtang said: "Elder Ge remembers it wrong. This year is indeed the penultimate, and the worst is the nine people 21 years ago."

Ge Ruyong looked back and laughed: "It is still Lu brother Bo Wenqiang!"

Lu Zhongtang smiled and didn't speak.

However, the elders on the peak were not very good, no succession, and talent withering, but not a blessing of Zongmen!

And these two or three decades have not seem to be very good. Isn't this responsibility in their elderly?

Although it has nothing to do with the rampant of blood education? But that's not the only reason! Intersection

Duan Rong looked at the pride sitting in the center of the citizens, and moved his footsteps difficultly.

Every time he moved, he could feel that the tingling of the soul was a little deeper.

But that kind of tingling is like a needle. On the head of the head, just pick it gently.

It was a little painful, and then passed.

After all, Duan Rong has achieved the eleven layers of fetal Tibetan scriptures, and the spiritual power has reached the twelfth level. His soul strength is also quite powerful.

The red line is from the edge of the altar, but it is only about half a distance.

In the half -feet, several other four canyons across the red line gradually stopped, and two people fainted.

But Duan Rong was still moving slowly.

His speed is very slow, almost climbing, but his speed has no signs of attenuation.

At this time, the elders on the top of the lone peak gathered their eyes on Duan Rong.

Because within the red line, outside the altar, there is only his figure, and he is still squirming slowly ...

Although the figure was slow, it was firm.

"Brother Lu, do you see it?" Zhu He suddenly looked at Lu Zhongtang and said, "The speed of this kid does not seem to be weakened."

Lu Zhongtang said: "Yes. After the red line, every half an inch, the soul pressure will be climbed. He walks here, and the speed does not decrease, indicating that the rising of the soul pressure has not caused him, and the substantial distress."

Duan Rong walked step by step towards the festival. He did not expect that on the lonely peak, there were more than a dozen eyes, and he was injecting it on him.

But seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the altar, Duan Rong's footsteps trembled slightly, and the soul's tingling somewhat exacerbated.

"Look, it's going to embark on the steps!"

Those elders on the Gufeng suddenly held their breath.

If anyone can set foot on the steps, this year's achievement will not be considered as pulling, but even a good.

Those who can set foot on the steps often have two or thirty years before they can get out.

Those who can step on the ninth step and the people who set foot on the altar can only be released for hundreds of years.

The last person to step on the altar is the owner of Taiyi at this time, Chu Qiushan.

One hundred and eighty years ago, he set foot on the altar. In the next 180 years, no one stepped his back.

This altar is really lonely too long.