Stepping onto the path of the mountain meant opening the path of the heart.
Whether there was a traitor or not, it would be clear on this path.
Moreover, there were treasures guarding the sect. Entering the sect would show one's martial arts and malice, so it was impossible for there to be a traitor in South Gate. Although there were few High Officials, they were very reliable. They could be trusted as true disciples.
As long as Li Qi had ulterior motives, he would be exposed on the path of the heart. Even if he could hide from the path of the heart and enter the sect, he would be forced to show his true colors by the sect's treasures.
At that time, what martial arts he had cultivated and what thoughts he had about the sect would be clear.
"Since he's worth recruiting, let's give it a try." The skinny elder said slowly, "How's the situation on your side?"
"They didn't notice after I killed Hou Xianji." Fan Yi smiled, "It seems that they really don't have Hou Xianji's identity jade tag. They didn't deliberately cover for me, and they're more cautious. They didn't drive me away directly, I'm afraid they have a guilty conscience …"
"It seems that the treasure hasn't been taken by them." The skinny elder frowned and said in a low voice, "Then we still have a chance."
"Unfortunately, we still don't know his whereabouts. They should be searching for him." Fan Yi said, "I hope this Brother Li can deduce it. The Star Seizing Sect is still very powerful. The Flying Star Incantation requires an extremely high talent. Brother Li's talent in martial arts is average, but his talent in the Flying Star Incantation is extremely high.
"Everyone has their own strengths. It's inevitable." The skinny elder said, "If that's the case, he can be considered a lost pearl. We're lucky. As long as he doesn't have other intentions, we should train him well."
"That's right." Fan Yi nodded.
The skinny elder said, "Go. Be careful. Even with the protection of the treasure, you can't be careless."
"I understand. I'll be going." Fan Yi closed fist saluted and disappeared.
Chu Li stepped onto the stairs made of ice.
Crystal clear and flawless, the rectangular blocks of ice formed a dreamlike staircase.
Logically, the ice steps should be very slippery, but the steps here were the opposite. They felt like sand, and the sunlight shone on them, but they didn't melt at all.
When Chu Li stepped onto the stairs, he felt a faint cold air entering his body from the bottom of his feet. He needed to circulate his energy to expel it.
He glanced at the mountain, but the Omniscient Mirror could not see the situation above the clouds. The peak of the mountain was shrouded by an invisible force, and this path made of ice was also strange. There was a strange aura to it, and it was definitely not normal.
In his mind, he kept chanting the Maha-Vairocana's Immobility Scripture. The Life and Death Scripture concealed all his martial art skills, only revealing an ordinary heart sutra, which was the most basic martial art heart sutra of the Great Mercy Temple.
This set of mental cultivation method was moderate and gentle, so there was no need to worry about qi deviation. However, because of this, it was mediocre, and one's progress in cultivation was slow. One had to take one step at a time, but the foundation was solid, far surpassing that of ordinary people.
He slowly walked up while channeling his inner energy to resist the chill in the soles of his feet. The higher he went, the stronger the chill.
In the end, he could no longer withstand the cold with his cultivation, so he could only endure it.
As the chill grew stronger, his vision swayed faintly, and he was about to hallucinate, but his mind was suppressed by the Maha-Vairocana's Immobility Scripture. His mind was clear, and he sped up. When he turned around to look, the foot of the mountain was already as small as a pebble.
Halfway up the mountain, he moved faster and faster, but halfway up the mountain, his speed became slower. The chill seemed to freeze his body, and as the chill increased, the hallucinations became stronger.
Nevertheless, his spirit was strong, and he firmly suppressed the erosion of the hallucinations.
He slowly moved forward step by step, and his body was already covered in white frost. Finally, he arrived in front of a valley, and suddenly, a warm breath hit him in the face, and he immediately stepped from winter to spring.
The warm feeling enveloped him, and then the hallucinations appeared in front of him again.
Chu Li's mind became clear again, and he slowly walked inside.
There were no guards outside the valley, so he slowly entered the valley. He walked along the path that was full of beautiful mountain flowers, and finally arrived at a majestic basilica. He stood in front of the ninety-nine steps.
Two young men in blue robes stood on the steps. When they saw him, they raised their voices and asked, "Are you Li Qi?"
"Yes," Chu Li said in a low voice.
"Please come in."
Chu Li fist saluted, and slowly walked up the steps. He lifted the curtain and entered the basilica.
In the basilica, a scrawny old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him quietly.
The old man's eyes were like lightning, and in an instant, he saw through Chu Li's entire body, from inside to outside.
After walking through the mental path, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and was at his weakest. The scrawny old man took the opportunity to see more clearly, and saw the eagerness, desire, and excitement in Chu Li's heart.
The scrawny old man nodded in satisfaction.
This was another martial artist who desired to enter a famous sect, to enter the top sect, to find a strong backing, to walk around with confidence, and to cultivate stronger martial arts.
"I am Sima Xing, the Hall Master of Conscience Hall." The scrawny old man said calmly, "Li Qi, are you sincere in entering the South Gate to become a High Official, and from then on, share weal and woe with the South Gate?"
Chu Li fist saluted, and said in a low voice, "Yes."
Sima Xing said, "Becoming a High Official of the Sect has many restrictions, can you comply?"
As he spoke, he picked up a wooden board from the table beside him and threw it to Chu Li.
Chu Li caught the wooden board and glanced at it. It was about a foot square of black wood, and it was densely packed with words the size of a fly's head.
Chu Li took a look at it, and there were a total of ten commandments. A High Official could not violate them, or else he would be punished by the sect rules. A light punishment would be crippled of his martial arts, and he would be imprisoned in the sect for life. A heavy punishment would be beheaded.
He flipped it over, and it was written about the treatment of a High Official, and there were a total of ten rules.
It included his usual residence, the authority he could enjoy in the sect, the level of martial arts he could cultivate, and the level of participation in the affairs of the sect. It was clearly written.
The authority he had was not big, and it was slightly better than a normal disciple in the sect, but not by much.
Chu Li lightly tossed the wooden board back onto the table, and fist saluted, "I will definitely comply."
"Very good." Sima Xing let out a smile, "Now there's only the last rule, and it depends on your ability."
Chu Li said, "Please — —!"
"Do you know what this thing is?" Sima Xing took out a piece of white paper and flicked it.
The white paper floated as if it had fallen into the water. It flowed along the water flow, and floated to Chu Li's hand.
Chu Li glanced at it, frowned, and thought for a while. In the end, he shook his head.
There was a long sword drawn on it, and it had an antique charm. Even if it was just a drawing, it already exuded an ancient aura, and there was a vague sense of superiority. Chu Li exclaimed, "Looks like it's a treasure sword."
"It's a precious treasure sword." Sima Xing nodded, "But this sword has been lost. If you can deduce its location, then you'll pass the High Official test, and you'll truly become a High Official of the South Gate."
Chu Li said, "What if I can't deduce it?"
Sima Xing shook his head and sighed, "Then I can only send you back."
Chu Li said, "Then I'll give it a try, but I need specific information. What kind of sword is this, and who is it related to."
"Clap clap!" Sima Xing clapped his hands, and a beautiful lady appeared from the side door. She was graceful, and it was Jing Xiaojie.
She smiled sweetly, "Big Brother Li, we meet again!"
Chu Li revealed a smile, fist saluted, "Miss Jing!"
Sima Xing said, "Xiaojie, tell him."
"Yes, Hall Leader," Jing Xiaojie replied crisply, "Big Brother Li, follow me!"
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