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It is still late autumn in October, but it is already snowing in Lingshan.

Ask Lingshan is the outer mountain of Ziwei Sect. Ziwei Sect accepts new students, and pre-selected disciples usually choose here.

Heavy snow covered the rugged mountain roads, the bluestone steps were as smooth as a mirror, and they were frozen after being covered with snowflakes.

If a person steps on it, he will not slip enough, and he will fall or fall.

Jun Fei's face was mixed with a group of young men and women, and he was struggling on the mountain road with difficulty.

Looking up, the entrance to the outer gate of Ziwei Sect is still at the highest point in the sky, just a black dot far away.

She estimated the distance and had to climb at least 10,000 steps.

It’s so tiring to think about it!

This ladder-like mountain road is the first level for the pre-selected disciples of Ziwei Sect.

This level is probably a test of perseverance. Walking on this mountain road, your spiritual power will be blocked.

There seems to be suction on this mountain road, and the steps on it are heavy, and I feel that I am twice as heavy as usual.

Jun Feise's magic is good, but she is lazy and her physical fitness is not very good.

She had a very difficult time climbing this mountain road. She had already sweated several times and was panting very hard.

Fortunately, there are many others around her who are similar to her.

Looking up, the gate of Ziwei Sect still seemed to be in the sky.

The steps under his feet were slipping violently. Suddenly, someone on the left side behind him screamed, and his feet slipped, his body staggered, and he was about to fall.

Jun Feise subconsciously pulled the other party's arm and lifted the man firmly.

"Thank you, thank you..." the man thanked.

"Be careful." Jun Feise quickly let go of his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead again.

The man glanced at her with complicated eyes.

The girl in front of her met was wearing a simple light blue dress and her black hair was casually tied together.

Although his facial features are not particularly beautiful, he has a unique temperament, neat, elegant and handsome feeling.

Ziwei Zong only accepts 28 new players each time, and more than 200 of them can participate in the preliminary selection, with an elimination rate of nearly 9 in 10, and the competition is extremely cruel.

For every pre-selected disciple, if one more time is eliminated in the team, you will have more chances to stay.

So it would be great if everyone didn’t help each other, it would be great if they didn’t stumbling!

The young man didn't expect Jun Feise to help him. He was grateful and took two steps to go hand in hand with her: "May I ask about the name of the girl?"

"Moxia Evening."

This is Jun Feise’s new identity now.

"This name is awesome! My name is Zhang Ren. Is Miss Mo a disciple of Mojiabao? I heard that two female disciples from Mojiabao have come this time, and Miss Mo should be one of them..."

Jun Feise didn't say anything, and a sneer came from a distance behind him: "She is not our authentic Mojiabao disciple, he is the daughter of a slave, just named Mo."

Jun Feise turned around and saw three men and two women walking in parallel not far behind.

The man in the center was wearing a light silver robe embroidered with cloud patterns, with a face like a jade crown, and looked very handsome, but his lips were a little thin, giving people a sense of coldness when he pursed it into a thread."

The two teenagers beside him looked like Zhou Zheng, with a round face and a long face, both wearing dark blue robes embroidered with cloud patterns.

The two women were also wearing light red skirts embroidered with cloud patterns.
Chapter completed!