Chapter 136

[first watch, the snow is beginning to clear up and the scenery is just right. It's the time to climb the mountain, enjoy the scenery and kill people]

Suddenly, like the spring breeze of the night, thousands of pear trees bloom.

The snow flakes swayed in the sun and fell on tens of thousands of Langya sect disciples.

The scholar's straw hat was covered with snow, and his head was slightly lowered as if he were dozing.

The young man in black pushed the scholar gently with his elbow, "here comes the law enforcers."

Melodious rites and music flourished in the wind. Dozens of figures appeared at the end of the ancient road, which immediately attracted countless eyes.

Most of these people are law enforcers of Langya sect. The only thing they have in common is that they are dressed in moon white clothes. Several scabbard sharp swords are embroidered on the cuffs of their clothes. There is a faint sword spirit lingering in them. They walk slowly and hurriedly towards the spreading blue ancient steps. There are only dozens of figures, but the smell on their bodies envelops the whole audience.

The first one was the middle-aged man who escorted Su to the law enforcement tower several times. His face under the sword eyebrow stars was as cold as snow. Standing on the ancient steps, the middle-aged man glanced across the audience with dignity.

Under the gaze of this vision, many disciples lowered their heads slightly and dared not look directly.

Only scholars, young people in black, Qin Zheng and others quietly looked at the middle-aged people. Law enforcers had appeared, which meant that the zongkao began. Sharp eyes swept over scholars and others. The middle-aged man pointed to the ancient steps leading to the sky behind him, "the rules of this year are the same as in previous years. Maybe some of you Langya sect disciples are new disciples this year. However, if you also pay attention to zongkao in your heart, I believe you have memorized the rules of zongkao, I won't continue to talk nonsense."

Although the mountain wind was urgent, the middle-aged man's voice covered the sharp breaking wind, which clearly spread to everyone's ears.

Countless people looked up at the high and majestic Jianfeng. Even if they were covered with a layer of white snow, they could not cover up their edge. Most old people's faces were filled with lingering fear. Obviously, during the zongkao last year, the Jianfeng standing in front of them left a lot of shadow. But the new disciples don't think so. It's not mountaineering. Sometimes it's difficult.

Although the mountain path is somewhat rugged, for most martial artists, no matter how rugged the mountain path can stop their pace.

There was a dead silence under the snow.

Many law enforcers stood on both sides and fully displayed their cyan ancient steps in the sight of everyone.

The scholar slightly raised his straw hat and said to the young man in black, "let's go. The mountain can have a rest in the morning."

His sleeves were slightly placed behind him. The scholar held the book, like going on a mountain trip to see the scenery, and stepped on the green steps at will.

The young man in black followed closely with an expressionless face. Secondly, Qin Zheng, Lin Shichen, an charming and others also set off one after another.

There was a slight commotion in the crowd, and the old people who had lingering palpitations bit their teeth and walked forward with great momentum.

But when someone stepped on the ancient steps, he immediately found the strangeness. A surging force roared between heaven and earth, just like thousands of troops and horses. Many disciples flew backwards before they even stepped on the first step. Only at this time, Many people found that the seemingly calm steps were like giant beasts crawling on the ground. Once anyone stepped on them, he would be attacked by the giant beasts.

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Several figures appeared outside the dead law enforcement tower. Two law enforcers escorted a somewhat embarrassed Langya sect disciple through the high wall. One of the older law enforcers complained: "today's zongkao, if you didn't escort the boy, how could you miss the opportunity to go to Langya sword peak with adults!"

"No, it's more interesting to watch hundreds of people being blown down over there than here." another law enforcer heard the speech and kicked the lawbreaking Langya sect disciple: "on the day of zongkao, your boy is idle. It hurts at this critical moment."

Originally, some embarrassed disciples of Langya sect could only bear to take the corner, but when they saw the ferocious law enforcement tower, their face was still full of a little panic: "two law enforcers, are there really only a dead end to enter the law enforcement tower?"

"Do you think the name of the death tomb is exaggerated? Even if the young man named Su was lucky to walk out of the law enforcement tower a few months ago, he didn't die in the law enforcement tower at last." the old law enforcer looked at the disciple indifferently and said faintly.

Creak!

The long dead law enforcement tower made a sound, and the closed iron door slowly opened.

This scene made the two law enforcers look stunned, but the stunned look immediately became extremely shocking.

A figure dressed in white like snow slowly walked out of the endless dark law enforcement tower and stood in the sun with Jue rings floating.

Slightly opened his eyes, Su Bai raised his eyes and looked at the snow flocs floating in the sky: "it's snowing!"

Soon Su Bai noticed the three figures standing in front of him. When he saw the familiar faces of the two law enforcers, his mouth was filled with a brilliant smile: "you two, haven't seen each other for a long time."

Then Su Bai stepped out and walked forward with the ancient sword on his back. His pace was very light, leaving no trace on the snow. It was not until Su Bai disappeared in the sight of the three that the two law enforcers reacted from the initial shock and looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Only this disciple of Langya sect was confused: "who is he?"

"Su Bai!" these two words seemed to draw all his strength and let the air freeze.

Langya halls in the afterglow of the morning were particularly silent. Even when Su Bai passed cuixing square, he only saw the snow catkins rising with the wind on the ground. When the majestic peak covered with snow appeared in Su Bai's sight, Su Bai stopped on the ancient road and looked at the plum blossoms blooming in the wind on both sides. His mind was as quiet as this plum blossom, and his eyes looked through the swaying wind and snow, His eyes were firm, and his thin body was like a sharp sword, hitting the wind and snow.

This peak is Langya. The end of the long cyan ancient stage is the top of Langya. There are more than 1000 stone platforms occupying the size of several tens of meters, which are arranged in turn. Stepping on it is the top 1000, top 100 and top 10 of the outer gate.

The snow and mud on the ancient steps have melted, revealing a pool of water stains.

At the same time, there are pools of eye-catching blood on the snow. Some embarrassed figures curl up on the snow. Many disciples still insist on the cyan ancient steps, but their bodies are like being bombarded by several mountains, so it is difficult to take a step.

On the stone platform, the middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back and looked indifferently at the Langya sect disciples who were curled up on the ground. Most of them broke their hands and feet, and even fainted, but no law enforcers paid attention to them.

Only the disciples of Langya Sect on the mountain road can make the law enforcers care. Sometimes several law enforcers climb the road and carry the dizzy disciples a moment later.

Some new disciples are hesitating whether to bear the terrible pain and climb the mountain road.

It was quiet, and there was only the whistling of the cold wind.

Until the end, many disciples stayed aside, gave up the path and whispered:

"It is said that there is a terrible sword array on the mountain road. It was built by several congenital strong people. If those who fail to cultivate well climb the mountain road, they will be impacted by terror."

"It's not the sword array. I heard that many Langya strongmen walked along the mountain path, and its breath remained on it, forming today's authority."

"Now, senior brother Muya should come to an end. It's a pity that the prince of Qin Zheng will win Langya this time. He must have a big war with senior brother Muya. And we can only stand here and wait for the result, alas."

Time passed slowly in the wind and snow swaying overhead. When many disciples whispered more and more, and the scene gradually developed in the direction of noise, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps at the end of the ancient road. The sound of footsteps was very light, but it covered the leisurely rites and music and overwhelmed the whispers of the people.

Suddenly, many disciples subconsciously turned around, looked at the end of the ancient road, and whispered in vain. Even the middle-aged man standing on the stone platform raised his head slightly and looked indifferently at the place where the footsteps were rising. At this time, are there any disciples who came to participate in the zongkao?

Although the zongkao does not limit the time, when the first ray of dawn shines in Langya, it is the beginning of the zongkao, and when the last afterglow of the setting sun dissipates, it is the end of the zongkao. However, middle-aged people are not tired of their late disciples.

Under the gaze of thousands of eyes, at the end of the ancient road, in the afterglow of the rising sun, a figure as pure as dust and refined, dressed in white rather than snow, stepping on the wind and snow, appeared in the sight of everyone like a relegated immortal.

"Su Bai?" his eyes were frozen on the figure of snow in white. The middle-aged man's body, towering like a mountain, suddenly trembled at this moment, and his indifferent look was like a snowflake melting in the sun.

Su Bai! With this strange and familiar name, many Langya sect disciples were confused at first, and then looked numb. Dust can cover up the cold light of the sword, but it can't cover up its edge. Even if some people leave, when he appears again, his edge will tear up the bondage of memory.

The wind was more intense, and the snow fell on Su Bai.

With the ancient sword on his back, Su Bai's pace was not messy because of these eyes. He was still so slow. He walked along the ancient road and stepped on the petals all over the ground, just like walking out of the cloud until he appeared in front of the cyan ancient steps. Su Bai looked up. The ancient steps like a ladder did not end and led to the end of the sky, just like a sharp sword inserted into the sky, It seems that there is a little clear sound of swords rising on it and echoing quietly.

"Where have you been these days?" looking straight at the dusty figure near here, the middle-aged man found his voice a little hoarse.

"Stay in the grave." Su Bai saluted slightly.

"Law enforcement tower?" the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed. He once thought of Su Bai occasionally at some nights and felt sorry. Even confused about how this calm and excessive teenager could die in the law enforcement tower, but at this moment, hearing this explanation, the middle-aged man raised a shallow smile on his mouth, "they all thought you were dead, and I once thought so. You really put up with staying in that grave for nearly a month. But why did you go out of the grave this time?"

"Law enforcer, don't you know why?" Su Bai smiled brightly at the corners of his mouth, raised his head and pointed to the sword peak destroyed by clouds. "I want to stand there and see the scenery there."

"You're a lot behind." looking directly at the calm eyes, the middle-aged man whispered, "except for the losers behind you, you're the last one to climb the mountain."

"The last one?" Su Bai's smile became more and more brilliant. "It's not very good. Often the last person who sets out can enjoy the scenery that no one can see."

A few pieces of snow flakes fell across Su Bai's face and fell on Su Bai's shoulder. Su Bai patted the snowflake on his shoulder, stepped lightly, and casually stepped on some wet cyan ancient steps, splashing water stains