Chapter 113 Mountains and Seas

The mountain and sea order is about to be compared, and there is only half a day left today. Zhang Zheng has no intention of practicing, and his soul has not yet fully recovered and he is stinging from time to time.

Half a day of major projects like restoring the soul were just a drop in the bucket. Zhang Zheng simply ignored it, threw his clothes and sat down in the wild grass outside the cave.

The "Wild Grass Cave" is located on the top of the West Twelve Peaks. The entrance faces the east, and there is a small path on the side. In front of it is a steep wall platform covered with weeds.

Zhang Zheng was sitting on the edge of the cliff, her legs hanging off the cliff, swaying from time to time.

The eyes are far away on the steep mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, with peaks towering into the clouds, ridges rising and falling like waves, cliffs standing alone and proudly, ridges relying on each other, mountains green and red…

The mountain peaks are free, in all its postures and shapes, and they will grow into the shape they want.

The days when I gave up my dignity and knelt on the ground and sold my begging for food seemed to be yesterday, and it seemed like my previous life was without trace.

Zhang Zheng stretched out his hand and held it with the towering mountains and misty white clouds in his hand.

She has condensed into a golden elixir, no longer a little beggar who kneels down to beg, or a little qi training minion who is worried all day long.

The corners of his lips curled up, and a light and wanton smile spread across his cheeks, and his eyes were filled with joy.

She knows...

Her road is still long, and her path is still long.

One day, she will be in the world, sitting on the top of the mountains, looking up at the sky and pride. Even if the genius flies by, there will be no envy in her heart. It is urgent, but the world is full of energy and the wind is full of joy.

She is looking forward to the arrival of that day.

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight rising from the east reflected in his eyes. Zhang Zheng smiled gracefully and jumped down the edge of the cliff. The snow-green clothes flew, like a soaring white bird in the forest.

When Zhang Zheng arrived at Jicang Mountain, dozens of disciples were waiting here on the open ground at the foot of the mountain.

Stepping into the crowd, looking for a corner, Zhang Zheng pricked up his ears, and began the gossip time he loved to listen to again.

"More than 90% of the participating students in this tour are Jindan disciples. How do you think those foundation-building disciples were selected?"

A disciple sneered, "What else can you do? Just come in through the back door with your connection."

"Hey, I can't say anything. What if I show off my might and challenge it more than I can, right?"

A sarcasm made everyone laugh and laughed.

The challenge of going above level is also found in the novel book. If a monk of the same level is a level, he may be able to cross the gap between the early and late stages.

But the gap between monks of different levels is like a difference. Unless there is an extraordinary treasure to help, a foundation-building monk is almost impossible to defeat the golden elixir by himself.

What's more, the more you practice, the bigger the gap between each level.

It’s better to take a shower and go to bed!

While the disciples were laughing, a female voice calmly woke up: "Don't be too happy too early. The competition method has not yet come out, maybe it's not a martial arts competition?"

"Yes, since you dare to stuff the foundation-building disciples in, it must be because they are indeed likely to win!"

This makes sense. Zhang Zheng thought for a moment. Even if the foundation-building disciple has a backer, it is impossible for this backer to blatantly give his disciple a lot of magic weapons to challenge the higher level. This will not arouse public anger.

Since this is the case, it is very likely that this Shanhailing is not the usual competition.

What kind of competition will be like? Zhang Zheng looked at the mountain behind him, and an answer faintly appeared in his heart.

It won't be a trial in the secret realm!

Zhang Zheng still remembers the introductory test when he entered Wanxuan Gate, which was in the first-line secret realm and almost lost his life.

I only worry for a short moment, but the worries gradually fade.

Is there still less front line of life and death she has experienced? One more is not more, one less is not less.

Since it has condensed into a golden elixir, if you want to pursue the great way, how can you worry about a false guess?

"Junior Sister Zheng Zheng..."

A ghost guy!

Zhang Zheng, who was so happy to listen to gossip, closed his eyes and opened his eyes, squeezed out a reluctant smile, turned around and responded, "Senior Sister Tan."

Tan Ying had a shy smile as always on her face, and her lotus steps moved slightly, and she approached Zhang Zheng in a blink of an eye.

"Junior Sister Zheng Zheng, I haven't seen you for a while, and you have formed a golden elixir."

A trace of guilt appeared on her face and blamed herself: "It's really my fault for not being able to congratulate me in time. If you need any help from senior sister, please speak up."

Looking at the false assassination on her face, she completely disappeared from the gloom that had dispersed last time.

Zhang Zheng knew that she could not get rid of her, and her cultivation level was two levels higher than her. On the surface, she was in the late stage of the Golden Pill, but in fact she didn't know how strong she was.

Although I want to solve such a problem as soon as possible, because I cannot compare with my cultivation level, I dare not turn against me at will, and I may cause trouble early.

Since she spoke so generously, Zhang Zheng's eyes turned, it would be better to seek some benefits of being entangled by her.

Zhang Zheng pulled the corners of her mouth without a smile, staring at Tan Ying straight.

"What Sister Tan said? I don't lack anything, that's right... You know that not long after we left the customs, we hurried to participate in the Shanhailing Biography, and even a decent magic weapon..."

Tan Ying didn't expect that she would really ask her for it.

The look of astonishment was fleeting. She curled her lips and smiled, pretending to be unsure of her true meaning, and said perfunctorily: "Junior Sister Zheng Zheng, don't worry, I will try my best to protect you in the competition."

Tsk, it really looks good.

Zhang Zheng secretly laughed in his heart and refused with a righteous face. "Zhang Zheng appreciates the feelings of Senior Sister Tan, but Shanhailing should not rely on external forces. I want to rely on my own strength, even if I can't win Shanhailing, I have a clear conscience."

Her words were said slightly, which inevitably attracted the attention of several disciples around her and looked here.

Zhang Zheng's expression turned to loss, "I guess Senior Sister Tan doesn't have many magic weapons to lend me a while, so I blame Zhang Zheng for making things difficult for Senior Sister."

When Tan Ying saw the obscure contemptuous look that the disciples cast, her smile remained unchanged, "How could it be a difficult situation? It's still Junior Sister Zheng who thought it carefully, but Senior Sister who thought it biasedly."

"Since that's the case, the senior sister happened to have a new defensive magic weapon here. If Junior Sister Zheng doesn't dislike it, take it."

Zhang Zheng's eyes fell on the necklace-like magic weapon in her hand. It was another fourth-level middle-grade magic weapon! The disciple was told that he was really rich and powerful!

She grinned, with a particularly bright smile and took it without hesitation.

"Don't dislike it or not, Senior Sister Tan is so beautiful and kind-hearted, and treats me so well."

The two smiled at each other, looking quite two-part sisterly, but if you look closely, you will find that both of them smiled in their eyes.

Zhang Zheng put the magic weapon into the storage bag and enclosed it in a jade box that isolates spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy.

Just kidding, how dare she use the things given by Tan Ying at will? She thinks that her life is too long? It would be better to seal them carefully. It would be great to buy them when you look for an opportunity in the future and sell them to change the spirit stones.

Half an hour later, all the participating disciples arrived, with a total of 500 people.

Tan Ying also joined the queue of the personal disciples when he arrived at the ranks of the personal disciples.

An elder of the Nascent Soul flew in front of him and stood in the air. His energy sinks into his dantian, and his sound is like a bell and drum.

"Today, Shanhailing uses the secret realm trial as a competition method. All disciples wear jade rings to enter the secret realm. The competition adopts the points system, and the jade ring crusher is eliminated from the secret realm. Each person eliminated can accumulate a certain amount of points."

"The initial points of Yuhuan are one. For each person who is successfully eliminated, the points of the eliminated person can be obtained. The top 20 final points are the winners of this Shanhailing."
Chapter completed!