Han Linglang looked gloomy and said coldly, "Han Chang, we made an agreement three years ago that if I am not an opponent, you will only die if you enter the Immortal Sect."

"I chose the path myself, and I won't regret it if I die."

"Han Linglang, don't let me go, don't blame me for not talking about the past!"

Han Chang gritted his teeth. The Immortal Sect examination only occurs once every five years, and it is limited to those under the age of 20. He is seventeen this year.

"Stupid! The so-called immortal gate is just a dangerous place to magnify the intrigue of the mortal world. What is there to yearn for?!"

"That's the immortal in your eyes! When I entered the door of immortality, I was definitely not greedy for glory, wealth, nor greed for the power to stand above all sentient beings!"

Han Chang and Han Linglang were arguing endlessly, and for a while no one let anyone else.

Hearing this, Han Linglang sneered and said with a sneer, "Then tell me, why do you insist on entering Xianmen?"

"The immortals in my eyes are the same as the martial arts seniors who entered the Dao with martial arts, fighting alone against all immortals and drinking with a smile."

"There is Lu Jianxian who uses the sword for the word love, the freedom to travel around the world, and the bones of giving up his life for righteousness."

"There is the bitterness of being in love with the devil like Emperor Xuancang, and the righteousness of being willing to bear the infamy for the common people."

"The formation is only a hundred years old. After a hundred years, the wind and rain are about to come. The common people are in trouble, and everyone is responsible! My generation was born in the heaven and the earth. Even if I am a mortal, how can I just think about being alone?"

Han Chang's words were sonorous and powerful, which moved Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao not far away.

In the past, only thought that this kid Han Chang was full of enthusiasm, but unexpectedly, he had the obsession to save the common people.

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After hearing this, Han Linglang's face was gloomy and uncertain, and then she said contemptuously: "Even if the fairy in your mouth has the power to move mountains and fill the sea, none of them will end well, let alone a waste like you?"

"Han Chang, my words will never change, trash is trash all your life, if you can't defeat me, you will never be able to worship Xianmen!"

Han Chang heard that his face was completely gloomy. He thought that his words would make Han Linglang change his mind, but the answer he did not expect was only the word 'trash'.

"Different road non-phase plan."

"What did you say?"

Han Linglang's expression changed slightly, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Before she could react, Han Chang held a wooden sword and made a cut on the ground in front of him, and said coldly, "From now on, you and I will cut off friendship, and we will have the same surname and different paths!"

Han Chang was too lazy to seek Han Linglang's consent, so he turned around and walked towards Daqixiantai.

Han Linglang's face paled, and she turned to stare at Han Chang's back.

"Han Chang! You rubbish! The Xianmen quagmire is far from what you can imagine, if you never return..."

"Then it will never come back!"

Han Chang's voice was heavy, but his footsteps never slowed down.

Compared with dying on the road to the sky, he is more afraid of being mediocre all his life.

Not far away, Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao both looked relieved.

"Brother Lu, your disciple is very good."

"Miao Zan, this kid is still far behind, I have to say that he is also my named disciple."

Lu Tianjiao shook his head and smiled, with a little complexity in his eyes.

If he hadn't known Han Chang's character, he wouldn't have gone to Han Family Village to teach Han Chang's swordsmanship.

He has been cultivated completely, and he will no longer be free and easy to travel the world with swords in this life. Those regrets who have not been able to witness the demeanor of the heavens, let Han Chang take a look for him.

In Xuanlu City, prayed to Xiantai.

Looking at at least dozens of immortals at a glance, the people of the Holy Sacred Sect were dressed in strange clothes and sat on the left, headed by a black-robed man.

Ling Tian Jianmen was wearing a uniform blue and white outfit with a sword box on his back, and a white-bearded old man was sitting on the right side.

Beside the white-bearded old man, stood a man and a woman, it was Lin Chengping and Qi Yixin.

"Lin Gongzi, since your master is the elder of the Xianmen assessment, then I will worship the Xianmen..."

Qi Yixin couldn't hide the joy in her eyes. Lin Chengping had such a deep background, and her choice was indeed right.

"Don't worry, Miss Qi, with my master here, you will not only be able to worship my Lingtian Sword Sect, but also give that Jiang Pingchuan a hard lesson."

Lin Chengping agreed with a smile, but an imperceptible mockery flashed in his eyes.

Outside the big prayer platform, Jiang Zhige, who was wearing a mask, quickly noticed Qi Yixin and could not help frowning.

I haven't seen her in March, this woman has already lost her virgin Yuanyin, and Lin Chengping, who she has high hopes for, anyone can see that she is not a good person.

It would be good if he could really worship Lingtian Jianmen, but if Lin Chengping just agreed verbally, Qi Yixin's fate would be self-evident.

"Stupid and pathetic woman..."

Jiang Zhige shook his head and looked away.

For him, Qi Yixin was just an ant he met by chance. It was annoying to look at it twice, so why should he care too much?

Not long after, a disciple of Lingtian Sword Sect walked out and said loudly: "The time has come, and anyone who is under the age of 20 can try to ascend to the sky."

"After this, those who intend to enter my Lingtian Sword Gate, if they can cross the thirty-sixth heaven ladder, they can go up to test their spiritual roots."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhige's face suddenly sank.

Ascension to Heaven, according to the background of today's realm, this is still his handwriting when he is called Emperor Xuancang and is in charge of the heavenly realm.

At that time, Jiang Zhige carried out the policy of coexisting with immortals and mortals, and set out to create a road to the sky that tests the affinity of the mind and the Dao, and divided the forces of all parties into nine to one grades according to the comprehensive background from low to high. The gate must use the Dengtian Road to openly recruit disciples every five years.

No matter your origin, blood, spiritual roots, or physique when you step on the road to heaven, as long as you can step on the ninth-level ladder, you can worship the ninth-rank immortal gate.

The Lingtian Sword Gate where Da Qiguo is located is only an eighth-rank sect. You only need to step on the eighteenth-level ladder. Why does Lin Chengping claim that he needs to cross the thirty-sixth level?

And after stepping on the thirty-sixth ladder, you still need to test your spiritual roots?

If you need to test your spiritual roots, isn’t the so-called way to heaven only a test of your xinxing?

Aware of Jiang Zhige's doubts and anger, Han Linglang, who came along the same road, explained in a deep voice, "Don't you know that these people don't take the Devil Emperor's words seriously at all?"

"If it weren't for the scruples of the Devil Emperor Yu Wei, the sects in the world might not be able to use the sky, and recruiting disciples would become a good show for them to compete for the talents they can create, and to deceive themselves."

The so-called majesty of a great emperor should not be taken lightly. However, many sects in the heavens have been doing petty actions behind the back of the Demon Emperor. Now that the Demon Emperor has fallen, he has stepped on his majesty under his feet.

After Jiang Zhige heard the blue veins bursting out on his forehead, he had an inexplicable urge to kill.

After three breaths, he still took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Calm down, he has to calm down.

I am not the Emperor Xuancang in my memory, so there is no need to get angry about this kind of thing.

Having said that, on the way to rewrite his memory, he seemed to just rewrite the policy that he had carried out to share the world with immortals and mortals. He never talked about the process of building the road to heaven.

Jiang Zhige pondered for a while, and could only blame the system for the answer, and filled in the details for him directly.