Chapter 1749

Huang Qing, as a gifted friar carefully trained by the guardian Mountain Gate, has no concept of Xianjing.

Seeing Zhou Yun's great reaction, he thought he had said something wrong and hurriedly looked at Song Qingshu.

Who knows that song Qingshu's eyes are more strange than him, right! For song Qingshu, Xianjing is just a sugar bean, and it is still countless.

"Elder martial brother Zhou Yun, don't get excited!"

They helped Zhou Yun to a stone. This week, Zhou Yun couldn't stop crying.

"You don't know! After entering the holy mountain, I was told that if I want to get the energy needed for practice, I have to get through one of the three roads of the holy mountain. "

"But if I can open those roads, what else can I learn?"

"Don't lose heart, elder martial brother Zhou Yun. You've only been here for a year?! There will be opportunities in the future! "

Song Qing wanted to comfort Zhou Yun. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yun cried harder when he heard this sentence.

"There's no chance!"

After saying this, Zhou Yun stopped talking, as if he was trapped in some memory.

Song Qingshu thought that the holy mountain was not attractive to him. Xie Cao Xianjun must have other plans to send himself here.

After sorting out his thoughts, song Qingshu was ready to ask again. Suddenly, a bell rang.

"No! How did I forget this? "

Zhou Yun wiped his tears and bounced up from the stone. The whole person was very excited.

"Elder martial brother Zhou Yun, is the bell...?"

"This is the morning bell among the evening drums and morning bells. It has just struck six times, which shows that the emergency is level 6."

"We have to hurry over!"

"Where are you going?!"

"There! Holy Spirit square! "

Just go, without hesitation!

Zhou Yun led the way. Song Qingshu and Huang Qing followed. They saw a dignified look on Zhou Yun's face.

The three of them spread their bodies, and they don't have to watch all the way.

Between several ups and downs, song Qingshu saw that it should be the Holy Spirit square.

Sure enough, it deserves to be called the Holy Spirit square, with strong aura. The whole square was so large that it was crowded.

From time to time, monks leave and come to the Holy Spirit square.

"Elder martial brother Zhou Yun, what do you mean by level 6 emergency?!"

Song Qingshu stopped at the Holy Spirit square and found a place to stay.

Song Qingshu asked Zhou Yun about the meaning of the morning bell, so he asked.

"In fact, I'm not very clear. These will be explained in the criminal circle. I only know that they are divided into thirteen levels."

"I've been here for a year and haven't seen level 6 yet!"

Song Qingshu saw that he couldn't ask any results, so he stopped tangled. Fortunately, before long, someone explained why the six bells rang.

"All holy mountain friars, listen! Take the decree of the six immortal kings of the fairy world. From today on, everyone will go to the fairyland monument. "

"Once the accomplishments are proved, they will be grouped according to their strength and wait for the instructions of Xianjun!"

A voice came out, and the voice spread far away. Although the sound is not heavy, it meets the requirements.

Song Qingshu frowned. If the Wonderland monument is really so miraculous, Huang Qing's identity must be exposed.

I don't know what the fairyland monument looks like. Song Qingshu himself is a real day now. The vegetable chicken among the vegetable chickens is not afraid of anything.

It's just that entanglement is useless. The current situation can only be seen step by step.

According to song Qingshu's visual inspection, the number of people in the whole square is at least more than 1000.

Suddenly, the space of the square began to change, and song Qingshu's uncontrolled body shifted.

The scene in front of us suddenly changed, and there was almost no response time, and thousands of people were separated.

Without any discomfort, song Qingshu understood that someone was using great mana to exercise the law of space.

Song Qingshu experienced a strange feeling dominated by the law of space. This means is much higher than black robe.

From the perspective of song Qingshu, I'm afraid I'm not as amazing as this one.

There were about twenty people in the small space where song Qingshu lived, all looking at each other.

Song Qingshu closed his eyes differently and was naturally regarded as a strong man with profound strength.

Still immersed in the strange feeling of high-level space law, song Qingshu doesn't let go of things outside his body at the moment.

Boom!

The boundary of the whole small space shook. Song Qingshu interrupted his meditation and opened his eyes.

"This is the monument of fairyland?!"

A female friar blinked and was curious about the huge black monument that suddenly appeared in the enchantment.

The black giant stele is up to three feet high, and the black light on it flows, making people feel swaying.

Several people didn't dare to approach the black giant monument. Song Qingshu observed it for a while, and suddenly a sound came out with the black wave.

It's not sound, it's more like the transmission of ideas.

"Participants in the evaluation will be photographed three feet in front of the fairyland monument to urge the power of their own laws!"

"The stone tablet will sense your strength and give the corresponding strength evaluation."

It was like the Sanskrit sound of the avenue. Everyone heard this.

It seems that dozens of people present are nervous about accepting this assessment for the first time. Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes and could feel several eyes wandering on him.

"Start now!"

"Lin Song!"

"Ah!!"

The female monk who looked at the stone tablet curiously before was attracted to the stone tablet. The sound of the stone tablet machinery made her strength clear.

"Lin Song, fairyland, the middle of a heavy day."

The female monk appeared in her previous position again, but her name and strength appeared on the stone tablet.

With the first, the latter is simple. With psychological preparation, everyone was attracted to the stone tablet one by one.

"Zhou Kang, fairyland, the middle of a heavy day."

"Luolin, fairyland, the late days of a heavy day."

……

Twenty people accepted the strength evaluation. After Song Qingshu was evaluated, everyone changed their attitude.

"Song Qingshu, fairyland, the early days of a heavy day."

As soon as these words came out, especially after they were displayed on the stone tablet, everyone looked at Song Qingshu a little differently.

Song Qing's book heart leads the God meeting. Before, he closed his eyes and was regarded as an expert. Now, as soon as the result came out, it was immediately ignored.

In the early days of fairyland, both opponents and friends were too weak.

Song Qingshu was happy with this situation and looked at his name on the black stone tablet with complacency.

Several people who were on guard against song Qingshu turned a blind eye and no longer paid attention to song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu squinted at this situation and could see that these people, including Luo Lin, were experienced.

The black stone tablet seemed to digest the information of several people. A moment later, a wave appeared in everyone's mind.

"Now start exploring the ruins of the holy mountain!"