This...what are you doing?
Jumping up the steps?
This is the ladder to ask the mind! The pressure on every step was as heavy as a mountain, so he actually jumped?
What is his body made of? How strong is his will?
This is no longer strong, this is trampling on the rules! This is an insult to all those who have participated in the Heart-Questioning Ladder Trial!
The two deacons behind Elder Xuanchen were completely petrified, and their mouths were wide enough to hold a fist.
Elder Xuanchen himself was also breathing rapidly, and his unwavering eyes were filled with unprecedented shock and ecstasy at this moment!
Foundation!
This is the true eternal and supreme foundation!
For ordinary people, every step is difficult and dangerous, but he can regard the sacred mountain as if it were nothing, and walk a hundred steps at a time! What a terrifying body and will!
This child is not a jade!
He is a piece of peerless divine jade that has been polished to the extreme and is only waiting for a chance to shine with infinite brilliance!
"Bang!"
With the last loud noise, Ye Feng's figure landed steadily on the 9999th step, landing on the mist-shrouded top of the mountain.
He stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the sea of clouds at his feet and the ant-sized crowd at the foot of the mountain. He stretched out his hand and dusted off the non-existent dust on his body.
The whole process was smooth and seamless.
At the foot of the mountain, the incense that represents time has only burned less than one-tenth.
The whole audience can hear the needle drop.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on the slightly thin, yet majestic figure at the top of the mountain that looked like a god.
Shock, sluggishness, confusion, fear, admiration... all kinds of complex emotions are intertwined in everyone's heart.
All the previous contempt, ridicule, and disdain for Ye Feng seemed so ridiculous and feeble at this moment.
I am not crazy or pretending.
They are really awesome!
"The best...the best..." a deacon stammered, his voice trembling.
"More than the best choice!" Elder Xuanchen flicked his sleeves and robe, his face flushed with excitement. He could no longer maintain the calmness of the immortal master, "This is... an eternal wizard! An eternal wizard! Hurry up! ! Go and inform the sect master! Just tell me that a real dragon is coming out of the Taixuan Immortal Sect!"
Elder Xuanchen's "real dragon" was like a huge stone smashing into the calm lake, causing an uproar in the square.
To be called the "True Dragon" by a powerful immortal master in front of everyone, what a high praise it is!
For a time, the way everyone down the mountain looked at Ye Feng at the top of the mountain completely changed.
The eyes were no longer looking at a fellow monk, but with awe and looking up, as if looking at a rising future giant.
Zhao Tianyu collapsed on the ground, his face ashen. He knew that he was finished. What he provoked was not a soft persimmon that could be manipulated at will, but a monster lurking in the abyss.
When he thought that he wanted the other party to kneel down just now, he felt like the world was spinning, his heart completely collapsed, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out directly.
No one paid attention to him.
In the face of absolute talent, the so-called family background has become a joke.
"Hahaha! Good! What a Ye Feng!"
With a burst of hearty laughter, several streams of light shot out from the depths of Taixuan Immortal Sect, and fell next to Elder Xuanchen in an instant.
There were five people coming, all of them had powerful and unfathomable auras, and they were all elders in the realm of immortal masters!
The leader is wearing an alchemist's fire-patterned robe. He is slightly fat and has a red face. He is Elder Chiyang, the head of the Taixuan Immortal Sect's alchemy hall. As soon as he landed, his eyes were fixed on Ye Feng at the top of the mountain.
"Lao Xuan, you have accomplished a great feat this time! This kind of body and this kind of will are simply a body-refining genius tailor-made for my alchemy hall! I want this son!" Elder Chiyang opened his mouth to grab the person without any politeness.
"Fart!" The old man in black robes with a skinny figure and eyes as sharp as swords snorted coldly next to him, "With such a will to sword, if you don't join my sword pavilion, it will be a waste! Fatty Chiyang, if you let him play with you in the mud, it will ruin your future! Ye Feng, you should worship me as your teacher!"
This is the master of the sword pavilion, Elder Duanshui.
"Stop fighting!" Another female elder wearing a formation robe said with a smile, "I think this son has a stable soul and clear thoughts. He is a born embryo of a formation master. Come to my formation hall, Within three years, I guarantee that he will become a sixth-grade magic master!"
"My Qitang..."
"My Dharma Hall..."
In a blink of an eye, the head elders of each hall, who were usually aloof and unyielding, were now like aunts grabbing cabbage in the vegetable market, fighting for the ownership of Ye Feng in front of hundreds of new disciples, quarreling with red faces and spitting.
This scene once again refreshed everyone’s outlook.
Dong Guoshan looked on with excitement and pride. Look, this is me, Brother Ye! Awesome!
Elder Xuanchen was so noisy that he waved his hands quickly: "Everyone, please calm down! Ye Feng is still on the mountain. Who he wants to be his teacher depends on his own wishes! How can we fight for it like this?"
He said this, but he was happy in his heart.
Fight, the more fierce the fight, the better! This shows that Ye Feng's value has been recognized by everyone!
While several elders were arguing, Ye Feng, who was on the top of the mountain, had already stepped down from the ladder and returned to the square.
"Shua!"
The eyes of all the elders were instantly focused on him, and their eyes were so hot that they could almost melt people.
"Ye Feng, I am Chiyang of the Alchemy Hall. As long as you worship me as your master, you can take all the elixirs in the sect as you like! Take care of yourself!" Elder Chiyang was the first to come forward and patted his chest as a promise.
"Don't listen to his deception! Taking too much elixir will cause erysipelas!" Elder Duanshui pushed the fat man away with a serious expression, "Come to my sword pavilion, I will teach you all the "Duanshui Sword Codex" I have learned in my life, and give you a top-grade fairy sword!"
"Come to my formation hall, I will teach you to control the world, move mountains and fill seas..."
Ye Feng was surrounded by a group of powerful immortal masters, talking all over the place. He felt as if he had fallen into a silk hole, and felt dizzy.
He cleared his throat and bowed his hands to everyone: "Thank you elders for your kindness. However, I want to wait until the three trials are over before making a decision about becoming a disciple."
He is neither humble nor overbearing, and his words are appropriate.
After hearing this, several elders also felt that their behavior was a bit rude and calmed down.
"Okay! Be ambitious!" Elder Xuanchen stroked his beard and said with a smile, "In that case, let's continue with the second test, practice!"
He glanced at the group of candidates next to him who were still in a dazed state, and shook his head. With the big mountain of Ye Feng pressing in front of them, it is estimated that the next performance of these people will be greatly compromised.
"The second level, the illusion of all beasts!"
Elder Xuanchen took out a simple ancient bronze mirror and poured fairy essence into it. The ancient mirror shines brightly, projecting a huge light door in the center of the square.