Phoenix Destroyer
31. Zhaoyang Jianmen's

Three days later.

The cultivators who passed at the first stage, now all of them had gathered in front of the sect gate.

The gate of the sect was at the foot of the mountain, which connected the mountain range belonging to the sect and Jiancheng directly. The gate was very high and large. The character of 'Zhaoyang Jianmen' was written with an extremely powerful sweep of sword energy.

Anyone who sees it will not stand it.

Qi Yuzhi only glanced for a moment before taking back his sight.

As the sun rose from the eastward direction, the gate of the sect opened from within. A group of disciples carrying swords appeared.

"The second stage of recruitment is about to begin, everyone will be asked to climb 999 steps in three days. Anyone who made it to the top of the stairs in three days, would be officially accepted as a disciple of Zhaoyang Jianmen.

As for those who surrendered midway, or climbed the peak beyond three days, our Zhaoyang Jianmen only regretted, telling us that you will not be accepted in the sect. If there are no questions, let's start the second round of hiring!"

Behind the sect disciples, not knowing when the stairs that stretched to the sky, appeared.

The cultivators looked at each other and started moving on their own.

Qi Yuzhi had no doubts in his heart. He took the first step up the stairs.

Tens of thousands of people climbed the stairs simultaneously.

When Qi Yuzhi set foot on the stairs. He felt that his feet were firmly attached to the stairs. An abnormal burden seemed to be suddenly added to his body. The next few steps, the burden that Qi Yuzhi bore increased as the stairs rose.

Qi Yuzhi did not know how others did it, but this burden he could still bear.

When Qi Yuzhi could not bear the burden anymore, he used spiritual energy to help him bear the burden. Sweat dripped from his body. Seeped into his robe.

The sun had passed overhead, Qi Yuzhi could no longer remember how many steps he had climbed. He looked around and saw no one else.

When stepping onto the stairs that were somehow to how much, Qi Yuzhi suddenly saw a familiar house before his eyes.

Qi Yuzhi entered the courtyard, and looked at his parents.

"Xiaozhi, have you finished practicing?" A woman appeared, she had a gentle smile.

The man beside the woman also waved at him. "Little man, come here! Your mother made you some good food today, if you don't come soon, hum, I'll finish your part."

The woman hit the man slowly. "Don't tease Xiaozhi anymore."

The man stuck out his tongue. "Look at his wooden face, who would dare to marry him in the future? I still don't understand, where did he copy that wooden face from?"

Qi Yuzhi stared blankly into the air.

"Xiaozhi, go! The food will be cold soon."

"Little man, come here!"

Qi Yuzhi raised his foot towards the two. The picture is so nostalgic...

But Qi Yuzhi did not stop his steps at the two men and the woman, he walked past the two.

"Xiaozhi, if you're tired of practicing, stop."

"Little man, don't you want to be with us?"

Qi Yuzhi paid no heed to the voice calling out to him from behind, he continued to step forward. He knew that the image of both was an illusion.

Even if the illusion was more sophisticated than before, Qi Yuzhi could still see through it.

His parents died a long time ago when he was a child.

Qi Yuzhi saw with his own eyes how the two life cards of the two of them were simply destroyed.

How about that? No one would be able to replace the two in Qi Yuzhi's heart. Even with the illusion.

Crack down!

The illusion was shattered like glass slag.

When Qi Yuzhi regained his senses, he had arrived at the top of the stairs.

A disciple in charge of guarding the stairs was shocked to see the appearance of Qi Yuzhi. Usually he would be able to see people appear on the second day, now that it was only the first day, someone had already arrived.

"Congratulations to fellow daoists, from today on you have entered the door of the sect."

"Thank you, Senior."

The student nodded. "Now you will enter another test to determine the status of your student. Inner disciple or outer disciple depends on your strength. Before that, if there is someone waiting for you below, tell them immediately, you cannot go down the mountain before your disciple status is determined."

Qi Yuzhi nodded, he took out a communication talisman. Ignite and send a few words to Feng Mo and Kong Li.

After that Qi Yuzhi was pointed at a formation. When the formation lit up, Yuzhi's Qi was sent elsewhere.

The disciple who sent Qi Yuzhi away took out a communication jade.

"Sir, I see a very good recruit."

Yuzhi Qi was sent to a place that had extremely strong sword energy. He didn't do anything. Just sitting down to understand the sword intent.

Added insight to his own training. Qi Yuzhi immersed himself in concentration.

Meanwhile, Feng Mo and Kong Li who were in the rental yard, had received communication talismans from Qi Yuzhi. The two looked at each other excitedly.

"It was only a day, Qi Yuzhi had already managed to enter the door!"

"I didn't expect that this person had such excellent talent." Kong Li clucked in admiration, but then he suddenly felt a crisis.

Qi Yuzhi had become a Yuanying cultivator, although Feng Mo did not take long to enter Jindan, he could not confirm which stage Feng Mo was at. Yet Kong Li felt Feng Mo's level was definitely above him.

Now among the three, he had the lowest cultivation. Kong Li felt he had never been so diligent about cultivating.

If his father saw, he would probably smash his desk again for being too excited. Kong Li felt like he had to work harder to not be left behind.

"Xiaomo, I'm thinking of cultivating again."

Seeing how resolute Kong Li was, Feng Mo did not refute him. "By the way Brother Li, that pool of water is still in my hands, how do you want to use it?"

"Xiaomo, you remind me! What is really in that water? I feel that the water will be of great benefit to me." Kong Li had never felt such a thing before.

"This is a blood purification pool."

Kong Li: " ? "

" ! "

Kong Li's eyes widened in shock. "Is that what I'm thinking?!"

Feng Mo nodded. "That pool can purify the blood of the Demon clan."

Kong Li held his breath. Very good item, how should he use it? Kong Li's mind spun rapidly, but when Kong Li saw Feng Mo's gaze, he immediately stopped his thoughts.

"You should use it."

Feng Mo was stunned by Kong Li's decision. "Brother Li doesn't want to keep it to yourself?"

"No, give it to you."

"I don't need much."

"It's okay, anyway I don't need it." As a descendant of the high-level Peacock Demon clan, he had no other blood on his body.

Kong Li's firm demeanor made Feng Mo touched.

Feng Mo laughed softly. Kong Li looked at him with a question mark on his head. What's so funny?

"Brother Li, you can keep your share. I really don't need much. Didn't Brother Li himself say that my blood was purer than that of the Patriarch?" Feng Mo's eyes flickered playfully.

Kong Li suddenly had the urge to bury his head into the hole.

"If Brother Li doesn't need it, Brother Li can keep it for Sister Guan? Doesn't Sister Guan have Phoenix blood in her body?"

Hearing Feng Mo mention Guan Lan's name, Kong Li suddenly found her mind fixed on the Sister she hadn't seen in a long time.

His face was secretly flushed. Kong Li cleared his throat slowly restoring the atmosphere. "Then what about you?"

"I don't actually need much, just want to make sure of something. After hearing Brother Li's words, I realized that I have a very high talent. As for the color of my feathers, my black feathers can make it easier for me to hide, so I will no longer be bothered about it too much."

Feng Mo took out a gourd from the storage area. Divide it in half and hand over half to Kong Li.

"I intend to refine all the spiritual grass we obtained in the secret realm, making it a magic pill."

Kong Li could not help but accept half of the blood purification pond. Kong Li reluctantly said, "Then I will keep it for you for Sister Guan."

Feng Mo simply smiled, not refuting.

The two of them said goodbye before entering their rooms.

Inside the room, immediately Feng Mo strengthened the formation that enveloped the courtyard.

They would concentrate on cultivating. This time he did not know how long they would be out. Fortunately they had rented the yard for ten years.

Feng Mo took out his alchemy furnace. Take out the poison reserves he had collected and call Qianjie duhuo out.

"This time I need your help."

Purifying poison with poison fire, Feng Mo could save a lot of manpower.

Qianjie duhuo nodded excitedly.

Then the two concentrated on cultivating.

Five years later.

Shixheng.

Shicheng was in a slightly secluded place in the north.

If no one knew the specific location, no one else would know where the city was.

Shicheng has a native population of less than 100,000 people. As for the others were cultivators who came every year. Even so, its geographical location was too close to the volcano mountain range, making Shicheng still favored fire spiritual root cultivators.

The teleportation formation lit up for the first time today. This time the formation only sent out two people. The two who were none other than Feng Mo and Kong Li.

Feng Mo and Kong Li had retreated for five years. When they encounter obstacles, they decide to seek experience elsewhere. They accidentally heard others talking about the Golden Mountain in Shicheng while eating.

Although this mountain was not a literal golden mountain, Feng Mo was still interested.

Moreover, Kong Li's cultivation was gold-based. Maybe they'll find something good?