Chapter 81 Xiaju Arrives
It is only today that Gu Qingyuan finally understands the feelings of the principal and secretary on the rostrum of the university military training. The main theme is "They stand while I sit," "They bask in the sun while I watch," and disciples passing by the Taoist temple even offer them magical tea and fruits.

"Look, there's another one who can't hold on any longer." Gu Qingyuan pointed and saw a young man on the top of the cloud peak with trembling legs, who fell down on the steps. He was holding on with one last breath, and now that he lost his breath, it would be difficult for him to stand up again.

Sande looked in the direction he was pointing, his eyes slightly raised: "There are a few good ones."

Gu Qingyuan followed the gaze and saw that Jiang Feng was far ahead, with Jiang Xun'er beside him, and three or five people following behind, forming the first echelon.

Jiang Feng was not feeling well at this moment, with pressure coming from all directions, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back. He supported Jiang Xun'er who was about to fall, "Xun'er, hold on. You and I are born as mortals, and we can change our fate today. In the future, we won't be so lucky anymore."

Jiang Xun'er lost her agility. Sweat soaked her body and clothes, outlining her breathtaking curves. Green air stuck to her cheeks. She bit her red lips lightly: "Brother, please leave quickly and don't worry about me. Even if I can't record it, it will be the same if you can become an immortal and protect me in the future."

"No, we have to be together if we want to become immortals. We want to be together for all our lives." Jiang Feng smiled with shining eyes as he expressed his true feelings, which deeply moved Jiang Xun'er.

The area within several hundred meters was all covered by the foundation-building consciousness.

"I didn't expect this guy to be such a romantic. It's a pity that the path to immortality is full of competition. He was dragged down for nothing and inevitably lost his chance to become an immortal." Changgui brought a cup of tea and came to Gu Qingyuan.

"Master Changgui, why don't you guess whether this kid can pass the test?" Gu Qingyuan greeted him politely. This old guy was actually a disciple of the Da Dao Temple. He wanted to use this as an excuse to get close to the second generation immortal Sande. You can see that while he was talking, his eyes were on Sande!

"It seems that it has been leading all the way and has been advancing very rapidly, but it is inevitably weak in the follow-up due to being dragged down by others. What do you think, Brother Sande?" Changgui brought up the topic to attract Sande's attention.

Gu Qingyuan did not look at the scene where Jiang Feng's brotherly relationship deteriorated. The protagonists are all like this. No matter what they do, no matter how important the matter is, they always can't move when they see a beautiful woman. They don't care about their respective identities and the surrounding situation.

The fat boy Li Zhuang was seen following Jiang Feng and the others from a distance. Although he looked exhausted, he was not far behind. Gu Qingyuan was alerted and tried to catch his thoughts.

"Senior, Senior, I can't hold on any longer."

'Then what should I do?'

'You should help me!'

Ever since that day when he discovered something strange about the ring on Li Zhuang's hand, Gu Qingyuan has been paying attention to it.

It seems that there is indeed something hidden in the ring. I have to find a reason to plant a demon spy on him. But I don’t know what the evil thing in the ring is.

If we talk about changing time and space, the old man with the ring is actually a powerful tool for the protagonist's early practice, but in this world of practice, all practitioners live to be a hundred years old. It is said that old people become smarter, and immortal practitioners are smarter than monkeys even if they are not sticky. A person has eight hundred minds, and those who don't have many minds will soon become food for others.

Even if it is a pig, after practicing for hundreds of years, it should have some human nature and be scheming. Moreover, Li Zhuang's name is not prominent, his appearance is not handsome, and he is less magical than Jiang Feng who is suffering from calamity. Gu Qingyuan couldn't say whether the one hidden in the ring was a fairy or a demon.

"Don't be anxious. This first level tests your perseverance. If you have any intention of retreating, the pressure will only increase. Only when you are afraid can you move forward. Focus your mind and don't think about other things."

A gentle and kind voice sounded in Li Zhuang's heart.

Li Zhuang looked at the shadow of the exiled immortal in a white Taoist robe in his mind, gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you for your words, senior. I understand."

"Don't worry, I'm here to help you pass the three levels, but don't forget what you promised." The old man who looked like a banished immortal nodded. "Yes, after the three levels, I will definitely take you to Guandao Mountain, but will the Dao Sect stop us?"

"No, after passing the three levels, you will be admitted to the sect. Guandao Mountain is the ancestral land of the Dao Sect, and we must take you new disciples there to pay homage to the ancestral hall." The old man saw that Li Zhuang was a little uneasy and comforted him:

"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong. I am Senior Brother Xijing. We just had different ideas and I ran away in anger. This trip is only to pay homage to my master and retrieve the relics. For the sake of Master, even if we are discovered, Junior Brother Xijing will not make things too difficult for me. We are all family."

Li Zhuang nodded slightly, stopped thinking about it, and concentrated on climbing the stairs.

"The fighting started!" Changgui said suddenly.

Then a person behind Jiang Feng suddenly looked vicious. He raised his hand and pulled Jiang Feng, causing him to stagger.

"Such behavior is understandable, but it is extremely unwise." Sande also saw it and shook his head.

These three levels are all tests of one's character. You observe his words and deeds, and try hard to compete for a rank, but it is inevitable that you will be at a disadvantage and not leave a good impression. After all, everyone wants to be friends with a modest gentleman, and stay away from selfish villains. If you have means, you can use them privately to seek for a calm water, but there are ravines inside. If you put them in the open, it will only highlight that you have great ambitions but little talent, and you are really a brainless person.

Once Sande shook his head, no matter how well the disciple performed, it would probably be discounted.

Gu Qingyuan saw clearly that the calamity energy on Jiang Feng's body connected to the person behind him. It was not that he was in calamity, but it seemed like he was in calamity. He had lost his mind in a trance.

He is indeed a human jinx. No good will come of him if he gets involved with you.

Just as he was thinking about it, a buzzing sound came from afar, and a precious ship with flowing light slowly stopped at the mountain gate. There was a pavilion on the ship, with carved beams and painted buildings, and a fairy-like air. There were carved dragons and painted phoenixes on the door, and a bell hung on it. The sound came from there. As soon as the precious ship stopped, disciples from the Da Dao Temple came to greet them.

"It's the Xia Ju clan that's here. They came earlier than usual." Sande said.

A group of people came down from the treasure ship, led by a Taoist priest in purple robe, followed by a man in white robe on his right, and followed by dozens of monks.

"The one in the lead is Master Jinghe, and on the right is his only son, Fang Jingyu. Come along, follow me to greet him and let me introduce him to you." Sande then relayed the message, "Jinghe is the elder of foreign affairs, in charge of Xiaju's foreign affairs. If you achieve Purple Mansion, you will inevitably have to deal with the three sects, so it would be good to get to know them. His son Fang Jingyu is at the foundation-building stage, with dull aptitude and a short lifespan. In addition, Jinghe dotes on him, so he has a domineering personality and is a mediocre person."

"It would be inappropriate for me to go with you as a guest. Besides, since Fang Jingyu has a wicked temper, I will greet him as a guest, otherwise I will cause you trouble." Gu Qingyuan knew that Sande was really thinking about him. It was better to expand his network than to start from scratch, and he was touched.

Who can’t see that on this cloud platform, Sande has been accompanying him all the time, welcoming and seeing off guests, introducing them, and his words and deeds fully reveal his closeness to Gu Qingyuan. With this tiger skin on his body, all the monks passing by are respectful and harmonious with him.

"What's wrong with that?" Sande was a little confused, then laughed, "You still underestimate the reputation of my Daoguan. I'm telling you this not to make you careful, but to say that if he provokes you, don't worry about it, just slap him hard in the face. Jinghe wants to bully the weak, and someone will take action to deal with him. It's just a shabby purple mansion piled up with pills, and my father can destroy it with a wave of his hand!"

"Yes, yes, I know you are powerful. You are the second generation of the immortal Sande. You can ride on the Purple Mansion Xujun. It's not Purple Mansion, but it's better than Purple Mansion." Gu Qingyuan looked at Sande and joked, "I wonder if Xisheng Zhenjun still needs an adopted son?"

"I don't have an adopted son, but I'm still short of one. Do you want to be one?"

The two of them walked forward together, making a fuss.

(End of this chapter)