Yin Huan's expression at this moment was similar to hers, even more embarrassed and angry than she was just now.

Hearing Yan Weiwan's teasing, Yin Huan quickly signaled her to shut up.

"I didn't! I was really ripped off."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, waving her hands in front of her, looking at a loss.

Yan Weiwan looked like she was saying, "I understand, I understand, I understand everything. No need to say more."

Bai Yunshu collected the books while comforting himself in his heart.

Fortunately, she was wearing a shawl, so others couldn't see her expression and couldn't recognize her.

When she was recruiting disciples, she said that she was their senior sister.

Bai Yunshu's face doesn't look very good right now.

Ordinary people always like to write about what they know. They can write their enemies as lovers and their enemies as relatives.

Over the past five hundred years, I don’t know how many times the story in the vernacular novel has changed and gone through several versions.

The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the ending.

If there is a happy ending, it seems not bad to live in the story.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Geng Jihuan collected the list and waved his hand.

A staircase appeared behind her, leading straight to the sky.

There is no protection beside the stairs, and the ladder is connected to the main gate of Xuanyingzong.

"Go stand."

She gave instructions, and the disciples obeyed and stood on the steps.

"Don't scare anyone."

Bai Yunshu noticed Geng Jihuan's smirk and signaled her to take it easy.

"Let it go. I know what's going on."

The stairs went up slowly. The disciples were still curious at first, standing still and talking about the scenery below.

The houses that were seen before turned into a small dot, and the Fairy Stone could no longer be seen.

Just when we were getting excited, the stairs stopped.

Bai Yunshu rides the clouds, Geng Jihuan rides the sword, each on one side.

"Okay, my dear disciples, the first level of the test is here. We will be waiting for you at the end of the stairs. There you will receive the introductory disciple uniforms. Once you step onto the stairs, there will be no way back. The stairs are slowly disappearing. Once you fall, you will be shattered to pieces and you will have to start over from the womb. You must do your best."

There was a hint of laughter in Geng Jihuan's tone, which made the disciple in front of him pale.

Bai Yunshu was used to her bad taste, so he lowered a net to catch anyone who fell in.

"See you later, fellow disciples."

She also said that and drove away.

Geng Jihuan followed behind her, and the two figures, one in blue and one in red, disappeared in a flash without any trace of reluctance.

The remaining disciples looked at each other, looking at the endless cloud ladder.

"Ah? They left us behind?"

"Broken to pieces? Is that serious?"

Someone pointed at the stairs behind him.

"The stairs behind are disappearing!"

Not far from them, the stairs became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye and disappeared.

Yin Huan was the last one, and the stairs were about to disappear behind her.

"Why are you still standing there? Climb!"

Yan Weiwan shouted, and everyone climbed up in panic, fearing that they would fall down if they were too late.

"Don't squeeze me!"

"Ouch! How far is it? I can't crawl any further."

Complaints were inevitable along the way, but Yan Weiwan gritted his teeth and walked in front, leaving the people behind far behind.

Fortunately, her mother had trained her, so she still had enough physical strength to climb stairs.

She looked back and saw Yin Huan was still at the end.

There were too many people in front of her, and she wouldn't have been able to get through if they didn't make way.

"Why don't you hurry up!"

She started to urge them, and most of them continued to move forward obediently, but some of them stayed where they were, mumbling that they really couldn't move.

Yin Huan looked back from time to time.

The wind had already dissipated to her heels.

There were no such trials before. You could just stand on the ladder and go.

놆Is it newly added in recent years? Here below......

Yin Huan took one look and then looked away, fear spreading from the bottom of his heart.

She clenched her fists and looked at the people blocking her way.

"Hurry up! I..."

Before she could finish her words, the stairs beneath her feet turned transparent.

Yin Huan's eyes suddenly widened, a feeling of weightlessness came over him, and the wind whistled in his ears.

She fell straight down like a kite with its string cut.

"Hidden Joy!"

Yan Weiwan, who was at the front, opened her mouth and watched her fall into the clouds and disappear.

The people on the stairs were in a panic, and several people fell down during the shoving and pushing.

"What are you doing! Don't rest! Hurry up and climb!"

Yan Weiwan urged, looking down, trying to find Yin Huan's figure.

No, nothing.

The people on the stairs didn't dare to breathe, they just gritted their teeth and climbed up.

When facing the fear of the unknown, potential is often the greatest.

Yin Huan never heard Yan Weiwan calling her.

In just a moment, her heart was pounding violently and fear was everywhere.

She wanted to speak, but something seemed to be blocking her throat. She couldn't utter a word and everything she said became unclear.

No! No! She didn't want to go through it again.

As the images overlapped, she saw the figure of Ji Yue Qing Feng flying towards her from a distance with a sword.

At that time, I was standing at the edge of the devil's cave, drawing formations and pasting talismans.

She was very happy to see people coming.

"Master, will it be dangerous to go down there? I have drawn a formation on the ground and pasted the talisman paper as you said."

She asked worriedly, but the man in front of her smiled and shook his head, then touched her head to comfort her.

"No, there won't be any danger. Don't be afraid. I'll be back soon."

Naturally, she trusted her master's words unconditionally.

She nodded heavily and took two steps forward to observe the situation inside.

There are roars of thousands of demons below. If anyone goes down alive, they will be torn into pieces by the demons.

"Master! You......"

be safe.

Before she could finish her words, she felt a force at her waist, pushing her down when she was off guard.

She turned around in disbelief, with a hint of surprise and disappointment in her eyes.

As far as she could see, that man who was not of this life was standing at the edge of the devil's cave, watching her fall straight down.

She was caught, torn and eaten by the demons.

The pain was engraved in her bones and made her tremble uncontrollably.

She reached out to grab something, but in vain.

"No, no, Master! Why? You clearly said there was no danger!"

"The Demon King has come to the world and needs the Cangsheng Dao to suppress him. In this battle, the losses are severe. Ningzhu, I'm sorry."

Her eyes were cold, and she left after saying that.

Looking at that back, she found it hard to accept and couldn't help shedding tears.

"So, that gentleness is just an illusion? Are you trying to cultivate an object?"

She screamed in the devil's cave, but no one answered her.

The sharp claws pierced through her chest, and she watched her inner core being crushed, and the pain like burning fire enveloped her.

She watched her body being eaten, and even her soul was torn into pieces by those black claws.

It hurts. It hurts so much.

Despair drowns people like a tide. Every inch and every edge is suffering. There is no escape from the torture, and only endless darkness remains.

It's not that she wants to die, she is trapped inside.

Her soul would slowly reassemble itself, but when she regained consciousness it would be torn apart by the demons again, endlessly.

If she wants to wake up, she will have to endure the pain, watch herself being destroyed, and experience everything again.

She herself didn't remember how long she had endured the pain. After all, she was alone there.

She is alone.

Trapped for a long, long time.

.......

At the Double Crossing Tree of Xuanying Sect, Bai Yunshu was sitting at the tree's trunk, with his natal spirit flute against his lips, playing leisurely.

The spirit flute is crystal clear all over, with a slender and elegant body, a tail that gradually turns blue-purple, entwined with iris-shaped flower branches, and a bell tassel hanging from the back.

With jade fingers lightly opening, sitting alone, the sound of the flute is melodious, gentle, lingering and sad, carrying a hint of sadness and attachment.

When Geng Jihuan was listening with great interest, Bai Yunshu closed his eyes and put down the flute from his lips.

"Some people have been arrested, quite a lot of them."