You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

People were madly stepping into the twisted light gate and disappeared.

Just as everyone outside the door was puzzled, the old man waved his long sleeves, and his spiritual power vibrated, forming a huge mirror. The picture in the mirror was a high mountain, nearly thousands of meters high, and many black spots of light were moving slowly at the foot of the mountain.

Chang Qing looked at the mirror and then at the mountain gate. He could feel that there was a formation at the mountain gate, but due to his limited cultivation, he could not tell whether it was an illusion formation or a teleportation formation.

A closer look at the black spots of light in the mirror revealed that they were actually human figures climbing up the cliff without any safety measures. Every now and then someone would lose their grip and fall off the cliff.

Those who fell down screamed and thought they were dead, but their bodies turned suddenly and they were spit out of the mountain gate by the light gate.

The old man's voice also became somewhat ruthless: "The loser will lose the qualification for the trial!"

Many losers were unwilling to believe that they were eliminated. They tried to enter the formation inside the mountain gate again with a desperate look on their faces, but the light gate bounced them far away and they could not enter again.

At this time, the cruelty of the monastic world began to slowly reveal itself to everyone.

This situation calmed down the people who had not yet entered and they began to hesitate. The old man looked at the people who did not believe in fate, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his face, which quickly disappeared and he returned to his peaceful appearance.

Those who had not yet entered became much more serious, with resolute looks on their faces, and stepped in.

Changqing outside the light gate looked at this scene without much emotion. Even if these people were unwilling, what could they do? The Yuling Sect had already done its utmost, otherwise, these people would have fallen to their death long ago.

The green light in Changqing's eyes quickly dissipated, and he tilted his neck to look at the people who were passing the customs in the distance.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside Chang Qing: "Little Pharmacist, you are here, it took me so long to find you!"

Although he had sensed the person coming just now, his current character was that of a mortal who had not yet practiced Taoism, so he could not act too mysterious.

Chang Qing turned around quickly, as if startled, and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared behind him. He pretended to pat his chest and breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It turned out to be Miss Qinghan. I haven't seen you for a long time. Your sudden appearance scared Changqing. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Miss Qinghan."

The person who came was Yun Qinghan. Seeing that his prank was successful, his eyes curved into crescents. He patted Changqing on the shoulder and said, "Little pharmacist, you still need to practice your courage!"

Jiaocang in Changqing's arms stretched his legs and yawned as a greeting to Yun Qinghan.

Yun Qinghan looked at the crowd queuing at the mountain gate and said, "Little Pharmacist, why don't you go down and queue up!"

Then he looked at Chang Qing and guessed, "Little Pharmacist, you are not afraid, are you?"

Chang Qing nodded and said seriously: "I am indeed a little scared. After all, my life is only this one."

Yun Qinghan seemed to have thought of something. He pondered for a while before speaking, but his tone was a little heavy: "After the little pharmacist saved me that day, did those casual cultivators and robbers really leave?"

Yun Qinghan's beautiful eyes stared at Chang Qing's eyes, trying to find the slightest flaw in the fluctuations in Chang Qing's eyes.

In fact, it’s not surprising that Yun Qinghan thought so. After coming back, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. The sound of her fight with Chang Qing could not have escaped the robbers’ ears. How could she have been able to treat herself safely afterwards? There was something wrong!

But the facts still disappointed Yun Qinghan. Chang Qing's eyes were like an ancient well without any fluctuations, and his light blue eyes like glass were clear and indifferent.

Yun Qinghan suddenly felt that she seemed to have never seen through the handsome face of the boy in front of her.

After trying to no avail, Yun Qinghan had to put aside his thoughts and said to the young man:

"Come on, if you follow me you won't have to wait in line. The sooner you finish the test, the sooner you can become fellow disciples."

Changqing showed a helpless look on his face. After hesitating for a while, he nodded and followed as if he had accepted his fate.

But I became alert in my heart

'Are you doubting yourself?'

Chang Qing thought about all the details he had learned since they met, and finally came to the conclusion, "Maybe I overacted!"

Chang Qing criticized himself for his excessive behavior and kept summing up his mistakes in his mind, but he didn't know that sometimes the temperament he revealed unintentionally was the root cause of all these problems.

Following behind Yun Qinghan, the two of them bypassed the thick crowd and arrived directly outside the mountain gate. Since Yun Qinghan was wearing the clothes of the Yuling Sect, the crowd cooperated and made way for the two of them.

When they reached the mountain gate, Yun Qinghan skipped over to the old man who was acting as the host and called him affectionately, "Grandpa Su."

The old man surnamed Su nodded and started chatting with Yun Qinghan. He kept a low profile, knew the distance between them very well, and looked very polite.

Chang Qing was a little surprised. After feeling it up close, he felt that the old man's strength was probably not low. But looking at his polite appearance, it seemed that Yun Qinghan's identity was not simple either.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Yun Qinghan turned around and introduced the old man to Changqing. The old man's name was Su Lin, and he was the chief elder in charge of outer sect affairs. Yun Qinghan also hinted that the old man was very powerful.

Chang Qing respectfully called "Mr. Su". Su Lin originally disliked people who used backdoors like this, but after looking at Yun Qinghan beside him, he gave him face and nodded as a response.

As if he had guessed what Su Lin was thinking, Yun Qinghan said:

"Grandpa Su, I know you don't like people who take backdoors. This time I want to ask you for a favor and let this kid start the trial directly. This favor will not affect your principles, right?"

Yun Qinghan's tone sounded like he was acting coquettishly.

Su Lin's frown finally relaxed, as he thought the boy would be allowed to enter the outer gate directly.

It's just a matter of cutting in line, and it doesn't really violate the principle.

However, he still had to show an embarrassment on his face, and after a long time he heaved a sigh of relief and nodded. Chang Qing watched this expression management carefully, and actually felt a little admiration in his heart. This old guy is really good at acting, he has to admire him.

While Changqing was still thinking, Su Lin actually picked up Changqing and threw him into the formation behind the mountain gate.

Outside, Su Lin clapped his hands and said to Yun Qinghan beside him, "Qinghan girl, even if you don't go through me, you obviously have the means to let him enter the outer gate directly. Why bother with this?"

Seeing that Yun Qinghan didn't answer for a long time, he turned his head and saw that Yun Qinghan was staring at a black spot in the big mirror. There was curiosity in his eyes, as if he was trying to find some purpose.

Su Lin was also a smart man. He immediately realized that the boy who was just thrown in must have some secrets, otherwise how could he have aroused the curiosity of this young lady.

Changqing only felt that he was flying up. In a flash of light, a mountain thousands of meters high appeared in front of him. Jiaocang in his arms also shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.

There were many people standing below. Seeing that the young man wearing animal skins was holding a pet in his arms, many of them shook their heads and thought that there was no hope. Some even mocked him, causing Jiaocang to grin. Changqing ignored them and kept observing Gaoshan.

There were no stairs on the mountain, so the only way to climb up was by hand. After patting Jiaocang, Jiaocang jumped onto Changqing's neck and wrapped its big white tail around Changqing's neck to secure itself. Changqing rubbed his hands, held onto the protruding rocks and climbed up.

The few people who had just laughed at him were unwilling to be left behind and quickly followed.