Six days passed by in a flash, and the Immortal Gathering was just around the corner.
In these six days, far too many things had happened in the Spirit Creek Town. A certain mountain youth's fortuitous encounter in the inn had spread throughout the town, and the Lady Boss's Golden Radish had also become famous for a time. Young talents from all over the world had coincidentally begun to search for immortal karma in the town, and after six days had passed, no one knew how many karma had been unearthed.
As for the initiator of all this, he stayed in the Ru Family Inn for six days with a clear conscience.
Solving the chain of tasks at the town gate was purely out of interest. From the beginning, Wang Lu didn't put any hope in fate.
With the Heavenly Spirit Root, why would he need Immortal's Fate to cultivate?
Of course, from another point of view, after exchanging all his belongings for a box of meat and wine, Wang Lu, who only had spare change left, had no other choice, unless he was willing to wash the dishes for the Lady Boss.
In the morning, Wang Lu was awakened by the noise outside the inn.
"The Immortal Gathering has begun!"
"The golden bridge at the gate is about to fall!"
Countless people were shouting, and as they shouted, their voices gradually surged out of the town.
When Wang Lu opened his eyes, the sunlight outside the window was slightly dazzling. He sighed, patted the errand boy to wake him up, and prepared to change his clothes, wash his face, and embark on his journey.
When he checked out at the counter, the Lady Boss, for some reason, couldn't stop smiling. Even when Wang Lu returned the food box to her, the Lady Boss very generously waved her hand. "It's not worth anything, it's yours."
Wang Lu really wanted to ask, "Since she's so generous, can you return the three thousand five hundred taels of silver to me?"
Of course not. Holding the broken copper coin in his hand, Wang Lu left the inn with a bright smile and a huge heavy food box. Along with the tide of people, he flocked to the open mountain gate outside the town.
Outside the Spirit Creek Town, the towering mountain was coated with a layer of pale gold by the sunlight. Among the lingering clouds and mist all year round, a golden bridge slowly descended from the sky. One end pointed to the ground, while the other end was connected to the misty Spirit Sword Mountain. The clouds and mist were like a blanket that cut the golden bridge in half, isolating it from the eyes of the mortal world.
The small open space was now crowded with tens of thousands of people. The latecomers had no place to stand. Wang Lu woke up too late and was blocked on the way out of the town. He could only tiptoe and look into the distance.
Fortunately, the teenager's eyesight was excellent. He could see from afar that the golden bridge in the sky was approaching the ground bit by bit. Two young cultivators dressed in black and white robes were standing on the two sides of the golden bridge. They were standing on their flying swords and were firmly guarding the bridge.
Looking from a distance, Immortal cultivators did not have three heads and six arms. The two young men looked like mortals. They were not surrounded by colorful clouds, nor were they accompanied by spiritual birds and celestial music. However, the aura of Immortals far surpassed that of the emperors of the mortal world. The space filled with tens of thousands of people became silent with a soft thud as the Golden Bridge landed on the ground. Countless people's eyes were focused on one place. Whether they were the sons of the emperors or the descendants of the Immortal Cultivator Families, none of them could say a word.
In the silence, the Spirit Sword Sect's Cultivator smiled and opened his mouth. His voice was like the wind, passing into everyone's ears.
"First of all, my Junior Brother and I, on behalf of our sect, welcome all of you to participate in the Lingjian School's Immortal Gathering."
Then, the two of them very calmly clapped their hands. Unfortunately, the aura of the Immortal cultivators was too strong. Under the awe, no one echoed their applause.
The Senior Brother was a bit embarrassed. He cleared his throat and said, "Let's cut to the chase. I believe that everyone has already inquired about our sect's matters before coming here, so I won't repeat them. More things, when you reach the appropriate height, you will naturally know. Here, I sincerely hope that everyone will be able to find their own opportunity on this Immortal Path. "
At this time, someone finally opened his mouth and asked, "In the Immortal Gathering, as long as we continue to climb up this bridge, we will be able to reach the top?"
The Senior Brother replied, "Regarding this, I can only say that I hope everyone will do their best on the road. As for the top, you don't need to ask too much."
"Then what position do we need to climb to to be considered qualified? There must be an explanation, right?"
The Senior Brother replied, "When the time comes, everyone will naturally know."
"When the time comes? Isn't this too irresponsible? "
The Senior Brother smiled and did not speak. However, the Junior Brother's face was cold. "If you don't want to come, you can leave. Who is begging you?"
The doubters were so angry that their faces immediately turned red. However, they did not dare to argue anymore.
Thus, the Senior Brother said in a clear voice, "Next, please follow the Golden Bridge and enter the mountain. Generally speaking, this Immortal Path will not be dangerous. However, if there is an accident, or if you are trapped somewhere and cannot hold on, you can call for help at any time. Our fellow disciples will arrive in time."
The Junior Brother added, "However, if there is someone who deliberately wants to die, we will certainly fulfill his wish."
The Senior Brother said, "Sorry, my Junior Brother has been in a bad mood these days..."
"I am in a very good mood."
"You shut up first."
"You should shut up. You drew a bad lot and caused me to run over to do this kind of chores. You still have the nerve to..."
Seeing that the Senior Brother and the Junior Brother were surrounded by thousands of people, the Senior Brother quickly changed the topic. "I announce that the Immortal Gathering officially begins!"
With that, the Senior Brother and the Junior Brother hurriedly rose to the sky, making way for the entrance of the Golden Bridge.
In the next moment, the crowd surged. Young masters and servants from all over the country crowded onto the bridge. Although the golden bridge was dozens of meters wide, it could not accommodate so many people in a short time. Immediately, cries and roars of anger burst out. What was worse was that many of the people on the bridge screamed and fell down after taking one or two steps. The scene was a mess.
The Spirit Sword Sect's Senior Brother and the Junior Brother were also taken aback. The two of them quickly flew down and separated the crowd. However, at this time, there were already hundreds of injured people rolling and wailing on the ground.
The Senior Brother and the Junior Brother looked at each other in dismay. Their complexions were somewhat ugly, especially the Senior Brother, who was even more embarrassed. "I am sorry. I forgot to say that after the Immortal Gathering begins, except for those who meet the requirements, no one else is allowed to step onto the bridge. Therefore, all of the attendants, please go back."
So that was how it was. No wonder those servants were like dumplings in a pot. The funny thing was, besides those servants, there were also many young masters who fell down the bridge.
At this time, the Junior Brother coldly said, "I repeat, those who are under twelve years old, those who haven't cultivated, those who are faking their age, get the hell out of here."
Those young masters who fell down the bridge were immediately embarrassed. Indeed, many of them were thirteen or fourteen years old, but they faked their age to pass the test. At this time, they were exposed. Although they wanted to explain, looking at the ugly face of the Spirit Sword Sect's cultivators, who would dare to speak loudly? Even if the two of them didn't explain in advance, which caused the scene to become chaotic, no one dared to blame them.
Of course, there were more than ten thousand people present, so there were always some unusual people. They heard someone on the bridge angrily shout, "I am obviously only eleven years old this year, why can't I step on the bridge?"
The Junior Brother immediately pulled a long face. "How do you know you are eleven years old? How can you remember the date when you were just born? "
That person's imposing manner was suddenly deflated. "Of course, my family told me."
"That's your mom's mistake."
That teenager was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
The Senior Brother's eyes turned. "You are?"
"I am Liu Hanlong from the Liu Family in Youzhou. Last month, I just celebrated my eleventh birthday. My mother, the Sect Leader of Flying Cloud School, invited seventeen big and small families from Lianyun Mountain in Youzhou to celebrate my birthday. This matter is known by everyone in Lianyun Mountain!"
The Senior Brother and Junior Brother looked at each other in dismay. "Flying Cloud School?"
"Lianyun Mountain?"
After being stunned for a moment, the Senior Brother suspiciously fished out a map from his sleeve. He immediately unfolded it and looked around with his Junior Brother.
After searching for a long time, the Junior Brother's face turned even colder. "A small sect that can't even be found on the map, what are you so proud of? Seventeen big and small families celebrating your eleventh birthday with an unknown character? Where did this broken sect come from? How dare they call themselves a family!? "
Seeing that the Junior Brother's words were getting more and more outrageous, the Senior Brother hurriedly interrupted him. "It's like this. The Golden Bridge was personally built by our Sect Leader. If you have any questions about the effect of the Golden Bridge, you can contact the Sect Leader and ask him face to face."
The Junior Brother sneered. "I think the Sect Leader will definitely have a long talk with you."
Have a long talk with you? It's to send you to eternal sleep! Being smashed by someone with the signboard of the Sect Leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, the Liu Family's young master was immediately beaten black and blue. Together with his servant, he disappeared into the crowd.
At this point, there were no more doubts in the tens of thousands of people's space. Seeing that the order had been established, the Senior Brother and the Junior Brother nodded and flew away, no longer caring about the trivial matters at the entrance of the Golden Bridge. The rest of the people also quietly and slowly moved forward.
Of course, while moving forward, there was inevitably a lot of discussion. A certain errand boy carrying a heavy luggage was in a bad mood. He sighed. "The Immortal Family is really different. Even the two bellboys are so arrogant."
The young master next to him chuckled. "Bellboy? You're really blind. If those two heard what you said, I'll be burning incense for you next year on this day … Didn't you hear what they said? They were sent here to be doormen because they drew the worst lot. Just now, the two of them rode on their flying swords and easily separated thousands of people. Is your doorman that powerful? "
The errand boy gawked and muttered, "They are indeed very arrogant, but I always feel that the Lingjian School is not friendly to us mortals."
"When you were a child, when you poured boiling water into the ant's nest, I didn't see you being friendly to them. Immortals and mortals are different. Mortals are just ants. Even though they are in a bad mood, they still didn't start a massacre. Do you know that just now, we have actually sold ourselves in front of the gates of hell?"
The little errand boy's face turned pale. "Really?"
"Of course it's fake. You believe that? They are not evil sects or demons, so how could they kill innocent people? "
"..."
"But, the Lingjian School is really interesting. It is very different from the usual old-fashioned sects. Although it is an old-fashioned sect, it has an indescribable temperament. It has its own characteristics. I like it!"
The errand boy sighed and silently followed the footsteps of his young master. The Golden Bridge of the Lingjian School was only limited to age. He was the same age as his young master and had just celebrated his 12th birthday. He happened to be on the qualifying line, so he inevitably had to help his young master carry his luggage to the end.
At this time, he had never thought that stepping on the Golden Bridge meant stepping on the road of immortality. This road only recognized the fate of immortality, but did not distinguish between young master and errand boy.
The road of immortality began with a single step.
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