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    On August 15th, the bright moon hangs high.  It was slightly cool in Sichuan in autumn. Yang Fan was wearing white sportswear and Nike hiking shoes. He was holding a white jade token in his hand and stared blankly at a small hill in front of him.  "This is it." He looked around, calculated the direction, walked to the front of the hill, and threw the white jade token forward with force.  "Poof!" I saw the white jade sign shooting out a golden light shield in mid-air, and then, a dark door opened.  "It's been three years. I wonder if Qingling still remembers me?" With a bit of hesitation, Yang Fan walked in.  As if passing through a layer of water mist, Yang Fan's eyes suddenly brightened up. It was a dark night outside, but here there was dazzling light. In the distance, a silver-white waterfall hung down, and the sound of rushing water was really nice.  Next to the waterfall, there is a path up the mountain. Next to the path, there is a huge stone tablet.  The stone tablet reads: If you want to go to Shu Mountain, you must first climb the Shu Road!  "The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky. The poet Li Taibai once came here to climb the road to Shu in order to learn the skills of the swordsman. Finally, he reached the top and learned the thirty-six green lotus sword techniques. He conquered the world and was known as the Qing Dynasty.  "Lian Sword Immortal." Yang Fan only felt the dark shadows shaking in front of his eyes, and a young man in gray Taoist robes appeared in front of him. His face was expressionless and he said lightly: "You come with the order to seek immortality, and you will naturally have such an opportunity. As long as you board the  Juedian, you can enter my Shushan Sword Sect. If you can't, then go back to where you came from!" Hearing this, Yang Fan opened his lips slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he did not ask, but clicked.  He nodded and strode towards the uphill path ahead.  Three years ago, he refused Liu Qingling and took him directly to Shushan. Three years later, if he wanted to see her again, he had to go through a test.  There is a difference between immortals and mortals. Although the separation lasted only three years, it was enough to change a lot of things.  However, Yang Fan still has to try. After four years of love and three years of missing her, the girl has been engraved in his soul. Three years ago, if he hadn't still cared about her, there would never have been this parting.  And this parting made Yang Fan miss the girl even more unforgettable.  Stepping onto the trail, Yang Fan climbed silently.  One step, two steps Ten steps and hundreds of steps. There is a road ahead, but it is getting steeper and more difficult. However, the peak cannot be seen. When I am at the bottom of the mountain, I only feel that the mountain in front of me is only a few hundred meters tall.  meters, but when he stepped up, he found that the mountain was getting longer and longer, and the steps under his feet became narrower and narrower. It seemed that with every step he took, the mountain grew one meter longer. The further he walked, the farther away from the peak he went.  The road ahead becomes narrower.  The road to Shu is difficult!  It is really difficult to reach the sky!  Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little sad, but three years of longing and seven years of love have become the only pursuit for him who is alone. Even if the result is miserable, he must work hard to see Liu Qingling again.  At least there is a result.  This is also a promise as a man.  After walking for an unknown amount of time, the steps under his feet had become so small that only one foot could step on them, and the mountain seemed to have fallen into the clouds. Although it was close to his eyes, Yang Fan could not see the appearance of the mountain.  This narrow path goes all the way up.  His mouth was dry, his sportswear was soaked with sweat, and a layer of the hiking shoes under his feet had worn off. Yang Fan stared at the distant peak, still unable to see the top of his head, and continued to climb up.  He was already using his hands and feet, but when he climbed higher, he couldn't even put down one foot on the steps in front of him.  All around, there was a vague void, as if he would fall into an endless abyss as soon as he left this path.  "The road to seeking immortality is filled with difficulties. If you can't move forward, then go back. If you take a step back, the sea and sky will be vast. If you take a step further, you will reach the cliff." The voice of the young man in gray robes came to Yang Fan's ears leisurely.  middle.  Yang Fan just shook his head and continued climbing.  He has an iron heart and will never give up on what he wants to do halfway. Just like back then, when he promised to come back in three years, he would definitely come.  I don¡¯t know how long it has been, but the steps in front are no longer steps, but like stairs in the air. No, they are stone knives in the air. The small and sharp stone steps have turned into blades. If Yang Fan¡¯s hand climbs up, it will be cut into the flesh.  Inside, blood was spilled wantonly.  Some of it flowed onto Yang Fan's face, and some fell below.  But Yang Fan still didn't give up. He was not afraid of any difficulties if he wanted to see Liu Qingling.  Finally, when he climbed up the stone steps in front of him again, his hands could no longer hold on. With a crash, his whole body slipped down. He instinctively wanted to grab the steps in front of him, but he couldn't.Unable to hold on, his body fell all the way. Finally, he lost all support and fell rapidly downwards.  "Am I going to die?" Yang Fan whispered.  "That's right, have you ever regretted it?" In my ears, a voice that seemed both real and illusory came.  In Yang Fan's mind, a charming and charming figure flashed, with a slight bitterness at the corner of his mouth: "This is my choice, how can I regret it?" "You will not regret it even if you die?" The voice asked again.  "I don't regret it!" Yang Fan replied.  "Then, the feeling of falling suddenly disappeared. He opened his eyes. In front of him, there was still a waterfall. Next to the waterfall was a stone tablet. There were only two words written on the stone tablet: Shushan.  The young man in the gray robe was still standing indifferently in front of the path. When he saw Yang Fan waking up, he said: "Follow me, the Master Master is waiting for you in the main hall." After saying that, the young man in the gray robe came to Yang Fan and lifted it up.  A golden light flashed under his feet, he jumped up and rushed out.  Flying with a sword!  Yang Fan's heart trembled slightly. Although he had seen this kind of skill that only appeared in novels three years ago, but now, experiencing someone flying with a sword in person, he still felt extremely novel, frightened, and  excited.  "I finally understand why Qing Ling chose to practice Taoism. She loves excitement so much. This place is indeed the most suitable for her." While Yang Fan was thinking wildly, a suspended island appeared in the clouds in front of him. There was a magnificent palace on the island. The gray  The young man in Taoist robes led him down and walked towards the main hall in the middle.  Yang Fan looked around, everything here made him feel extremely novel.  In the secular world, he has no worries, but here, there is someone he loves.  "Maybe, I will also like it here." He said to himself.  "Wang Cong, the disciple guarding the mountain, has brought a person seeking immortality. Please ask the master teacher and all the uncles to check it." In the main hall, a group of Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes were meditating.  In the center were seven old men in silver robes. One of them opened his eyes: "But Ling'er's fate in this world?" "Exactly." After the young man in gray robes finished speaking, he retreated.  "Come here." The old man's eyes flashed like lightning. Yang Fan's heart trembled slightly when he saw it. But then, he thought that he had done nothing bad, so there was no need to be afraid, so he strode towards the old man.  Come.  This move made the old man¡¯s eyes flash with a hint of approval.  "This son can cross the Shu Road and face himself without fear. He is indeed worthy of training. If he had spiritual roots and a Taoist body, he would be worthy of Ling'er.  In a blink of an eye, Yang Fan had already walked closer. The old man stood up, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the top of his head.  Suddenly, the old man's expression changed slightly, and his figure naturally fell: "You don't have any spiritual roots. You have no connection with me. Go down." After saying that, he shook his hand and closed his eyes.  Yang Fan's heart trembled slightly, and he said: "I want to meet Qing Ling, is it possible?" "There is a difference between immortals and mortals. Since you have no chance of immortality, why come here to destroy Ling'er's foundation? What's more, Ling'er is in retreat at the moment.  I'm afraid it will take half a year to come out, so you can go." Yang Fan's heart was shocked by the old man's words, but he also knew from it that Liu Qingling still had feelings for him, otherwise how could he destroy her foundation?  ¡°In this case, why should I, a guy with no immortality, block her bright future here?  "If she comes out, please tell me that Yang Fan has not broken the promise." With a sigh, Yang Fan turned around.  The young man in gray robes who was guarding outside had been prepared early. When Yang Fan came out, he picked him up and flew away with his sword.  After the two left, another old man in silver robes next to the old man suddenly opened his eyes: "Senior Brother Daohua, this man has a vague spiritual energy in him. I am afraid he is born with the same Taoist body as Ling'er. Although he is not the same as Ling'er,  Ling'er has a mortal destiny, but his temperament and character can be cultivated. Why not accept him as a disciple? " "Junior Brother Daoyuan, you don't know something. That kid is indeed an innate Taoist body, but he is an innate soul-sealing body.  , With such a physique, you can¡¯t achieve anything, how can you be accepted as a disciple?¡± At this point, the old man sighed.  "It's actually the Spirit-Sealing Holy Physique that is as famous as the Tianling Dao Physique?" Hearing the old man's words, the old man who spoke was also slightly shocked. Not only him, but also the other five silver-robed old men who had their eyes closed, all opened their eyes at this moment.  His eyes closed, but in the end, all that was left was a sigh.  There is a difference between immortals and mortals?Although Yang Fan has perseverance and character, he cannot enter the immortal way at all because he has the so-called spirit-sealing holy body, which seals the soul and locks the soul. He can only sigh in vain.  In the main hall, the other Shushan disciples didn't care about this. Didn't the headmaster say that that man is a waste who can't cultivate anything? There is a difference between immortals and mortals. Why should you pay attention to him?  There was only one young man wearing a blue Taoist robe, his eyes flickering, he quietly stood up and chased out.  His name is Xiao Chen. He is the most talented disciple in the Shushan sect. He is only one hundred and five years old and has already reached the seventh level of the Golden Core. He has always cared and loved Liu Qingling who took away his title of the best genius in Shushan. If  No surprise, when Liu Qingling is promoted to Jindan, they are likely to be matched by their elders and become enviable sword immortals and Taoists.  Although his departure at this moment alarmed some people, no one stopped him, obviously not wanting to stop him for the sake of a mortal.  Some people even thought that it would be a great thing if Xiao Chen could stop the young man's thoughts after leaving.  Just like that, Xiao Chen flew away with his sword in lightning speed.  He is a seventh-level golden elixir, wears a green robe, and is the direct disciple of the headmaster. The Shoushan disciple is just an outer disciple in gray robe, and his cultivation level is only at the seventh level of foundation building. Naturally, he cannot compare with him. After a while, he was  Xiao Chen caught up.  "Junior Brother Wang, this person has a mortal connection with Ling'er. I have always regarded Junior Sister Ling'er as my biological sister. I have something I want to warn him. Do you think it is convenient?" After catching up with Wang Cong, Xiao Chen bluntly stated his purpose.  Wang Cong was silent for a while and nodded.  Xiao Chen smiled slightly and waved his hand, and Yang Fan came behind him.  "I'll send this little brother out later. You're responsible for guarding the mountain. It's better to go back quickly." "Yes." Watching Wang Cong leave, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with a look of sadness, and then he suddenly  Accelerate and go in the opposite direction from the mountain gate.  The strong wind blew, making Yang Fan unable to open his mouth or ask questions, but he instinctively felt that the man in front of him who kept saying that he regarded Ling'er as his sister would be detrimental to him, but this is Shushan, a world completely different from ordinary people.  , he had no way to resist.  Finally, Xiao Chen led Yang Fan to the edge of a pool.  "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" Yang Fan asked anxiously as soon as he could speak.  Xiao Chen looked at him and smiled coldly, without replying. He took a few steps to the sky above the pool, and a burst of blood suddenly came out of his body. This blood was so evil that Yang Fan just glanced at it and seemed to see countless things.  Like an innocent ghost, his whole body shuddered.
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