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Chapter 199 Kongtong School

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    Climbing all the way from Kongtong South Peak, surrounded by continuous mountains, Kongtong School is located here.

    Although it is not as majestic as Kunlun, nor as towering and steep as Huashan, it is also magnificent and extraordinary.

    At this time, the mountain was bustling with people, and many young talents from all over the world were waiting at the foot of the mountain.

    Time flies, hundreds of years of time, after countless ancestors' creation, the Kongtong faction has become one of the few major forces in the northwest.  As a traditional martial arts sect, it already has a strong foundation, and after the accumulation of time, its status is even more unshakable now.

    Contrary to its status, the requirements for selecting disciples are also unattainable.  Even so, many young people who are obsessed with martial arts, or who hope to be chivalrous and righteous, still flock to it, and there is quite a momentum to make their talents into the game.

    At this time, the early spring has passed, and the weather is gradually warming up. Many young people who have just grown up come here one after another, hoping to stand out among the disciples of the Kongtong Sect and become the best in martial arts.

    The first difficulty they faced was the steep mountain road.

    "Those who are not determined, eliminated! Those who lack perception ability! Eliminated! Those who failed to reach the mountain gate within four hours, eliminated!"

    Hong Zhong Dalu's voice resounded through the heaven and earth, and could be heard clearly from tens of miles down the mountain.  Hearing only three long ringings of golden bells, tens of thousands of heads moved, and everyone rushed to the mountain road one after another.

    I don't know how high this mountain is. The mountainside is already shrouded in clouds and mist, and the top of the mountain cannot be seen clearly.

    "What is this for? A mountain climbing competition?"

    Lin Baixuan was dressed as a scholar, followed by two stunning girls, standing at the foot of the mountain, curiously looking at the swarm of young men climbing the mountain.

    "Probably the Kongtong faction opened the mountain to accept disciples?" Xiaoqing guessed, "Look at the mountain road, there are some shallow formations blocking the way, presumably as a condition for accepting disciples!"

    "Really?" Lin Baixuan rubbed his chin, and suddenly had a bad idea, "Is the Kongtong School the orthodox tradition left by Guang Chengzi? Shall we go and see it too?"

    "Probably not!" Yun Xiao shook his head and said, "Guang Chengzi has no apprentices. Although he taught Xuanyuan Huangdi, he also accepted a disciple named Yin Jiao. But that disciple was used by him to deal with the robbery, so he doesn't count."

    "Then who passed down the Kongtong sect?"

    The three guessed a few words, and now Lin Baixuan took the lead and climbed up the steps along the mountain road.

    As soon as they set foot on the rugged mountain road, the three of them felt a blur in front of their eyes, and a white mist immediately swept in, wrapping themselves in it, and they could only see the scene a few feet around them clearly even if they tried their best.

    Lin Baixuan opened his divine eyes, and his vision passed through the fog without any suffocation, and he saw the surrounding situation clearly immediately.

    "So this is the way to test your will!"

    Ordinary people climb mountains, with a clear goal as a reference, holding a breath, as long as they are not too weak, most of them can reach the summit smoothly.

    But with this fog, I can't see anything around, I don't know how far the distance is, and I can't see the road at all. Looking around, I found that the companion who was by my side just now has disappeared.  You can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hands, and you can't hear anyone answering when you shout, it seems that you are the only one left in the world.

    In the final analysis, some of these young people who participated in the assessment, although they came from aristocratic families, were able to maintain their composure at first, but as time went by, they all became more and more flustered.

    Some kept climbing up and hoped to reach the top of the mountain as soon as possible, some wandered around like headless chickens, and what's more, turned around and ran down, just to get rid of the weird environment in front of them.

    Only a few people with outstanding aptitude and firm mind can rely on their own perception to grope forward in the fog.

    "It's kind of interesting¡ª¡ª" Lin Baixuan chuckled lightly, "Should we train soldiers like this in the future?"

    In the mountain gate of the Kongtong School, there is a large polished stone wall. The wall is densely carved with sword marks in all directions. I don't know who carved it.

    There are more than a dozen people sitting under the stone wall, most of them are ordinary disciples.  Several people were dressed in casual clothes, probably of higher status, sitting under the stone carvings with their eyes closed and meditating, with a graceful expression, and the aura of the universe was constantly pouring into their bodies.

    Not far from the stone wall, a few men in white robes with long swords on their backs listlessly guarded the gate of the Kongtong faction, yawning from time to time, as if feeling very bored.

    A middle-aged man with a clear appearance and simple attire walked over slowly with his hands behind his back.

    "Elder!" Seeing that person approaching, several young people hurriedly stood up and saluted him respectfully.

    "Well??" The elder nodded arrogantly and ordered, "Look carefully to see if there are any decent candidates this year.  "

    "Returning to the elders, you know the difficulty of our Kongtong Sect's assessment. It's not bad for four or five people to enter the mountain gate every year!" A white-robed man glanced down the mountain, shook his head and said, "Six or seven  Thousands of people participate in the assessment, and there is no chance of even one in a thousand, it is really not as good as every year"

    He suddenly discovered something, turned his head in a hurry, stared at the mountain road, as if he couldn't believe it, and wiped his eyes vigorously.

    Attracted by his actions, everyone couldn't help but looked in the direction he was looking at, but saw nothing unusual on the mountain road.

    "What?" The elder was about to leave, but when he saw the appearance of the doorman, he couldn't help but stop and ask.

    "How is that possible?" The doorman frantically took out a mirror from his body, sprayed a mouthful of vitality on it, and saw the scene of the mountain road gradually emerging from the mirror.

    Everyone looked towards the mirror, only to see a young scribe with a face like a crown jade, who happened to be walking slowly up the mountain with two maids in his spare time.

    Seeing that although the three of them were not moving fast, they walked steadily. It seemed that the endless fog and the stunning illusion could not affect them in the slightest.

    "Is this man and two women also the disciples who plan to participate in the assessment this time?" Someone asked, "I didn't expect these three people to be so powerful, even the rainstorm can't stop them?"

    "Idiot!" Someone retorted, "With such ability, why do you still come to our Kongtong sect as a junior disciple? It is clearly a conspiracy!"

    "It's hard to say! It's not uncommon to bring an art investment teacher. Maybe they have reached a bottleneck in their cultivation and come to Kongtong to learn superior exercises."

    "Senior brother Luo 1 is right. That kid is rich at first glance. The two maids around him are beautiful and beautiful, and they seem to know some fairy arts"

    Everyone was arguing endlessly, and gradually their voices became quieter. Qi Shushu turned his eyes to the elder.

    The elder's face sank like water, and he suddenly ordered: "Strengthen the power of the formation, and weigh their weight first!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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