"What! Can we enter the Shushan Sect today?"

Song He was very excited.

Hearing this kind of news early in the morning almost made her unable to control herself.

"Well, in about two hours, we should enter the Shushan realm. ”

Xia Liu nodded, and the second half of the night made him sure that the front of the river was the Shushan faction domain!

"Great! We made it!"

Song He's eyes were rosy.

She could imagine how sad Uncle Li, her brother and Su Yanyu would be when they saw her fall off the cliff.

Being able to meet Uncle Li as soon as possible can also alleviate his worries.

"But whether you can become a disciple of the Shushan Sect, I can't guarantee this. ”

Xia Liu didn't know what the assessment of the Shushan faction was.

Song He is a daughter, and according to legend, the Shushan Party is very strict in the assessment of female disciples.

It can be said that there is no one in ten thousand.

Of course, there are also female disciples in Shushan.

Song He didn't have any cultivation, talent and other abilities, it depended on how the Shushan faction was assessed.

"I'm confident that I'll pass the assessment!"

In this matter, Song He will not admit defeat.

She must become a disciple of the Shushan faction, and in the future, she will revive the vanished martial arts family, the Song family!

She wants to cultivate into a high-level martial artist, so that those who have hurt the Song family will get the price they deserve.

"That's fine, get ready to go. ”

Xia Liu raised his head and stared ahead, his eyes becoming blazing.

He didn't know what the outcome would be.

There are six trees in Shushan, and the cultivation is all eight layers of qi training.

The head of the Shushan faction, the real person, and the fifteenth layer of Qi cultivation.

If the Shushan faction is really the same as Ye Wuya said, then his life should not be in danger.

But death can be spared, and the pain must be endured.

There is also a high-level cultivator of the fifteenth level of Qi cultivation.

Hopefully, there won't be a last resort.

After Song He cleaned up, Xia Liu slid the bamboo row and sped up to the holy land of Shushan.

Crossing the corner of the river, Song He's gaze became demented.

The scene in front of her made her unable to calm down.

As the saying goes, water flows low, and people go high.

But there was a waterfall in front of me, and the water of the river was actually flowing up!

This horrific scene deeply shocked Song He.

"Brother Xia Liu, have you seen a ghost in broad daylight?"

"No, there's an ingenious thing up ahead that drains the river up. ”

Xia Liu shook his head, he was also shocked when he came to this place last night.

Later, I carefully experienced it and finally discovered the mystery.

It turned out that the terrifying monk who was not of much energy set up a formation here to lead the river to the peak.

There is not a lot of water that is diverted up.

But it can be seen that such a huge amount of water can be guided up through the formation.

The cultivation of this spell caster is definitely above the Gongji period!

Perhaps, this formation is a legacy of the monk era.

Thinking of these, Xia Liu was a little yearning.

In the era of monks, there are countless monks in the world, all over the ancient and modern, only the era of monks is the strongest, and there are many strong people in the world.

It's just a pity that later, the aura of heaven and earth gradually thinned, and the powerful monks of the world gradually retreated, and finally disappeared.

Finally, the era of monks evolved into the era of warriors, until modern technology......

History is always sad, Xia Liu shook his head and threw out those distracting thoughts, and the bamboo pole was inserted in the water, freezing the bamboo row.

"Brother Xia Liu, can we go up?"

Looking at the vertical counter-current waterfall, Song He felt a palpitation and looked up from here.

Roughly estimated, it should be 300 meters high.

Unless the water can carry the human body upstream, no one can go up.

"Of course, there is a way, this countercurrent water can carry things, but because of the existence of the formation, it isolates the debris. ”

Xia Liu stared at the counter-current waterfall and said.

"Huh, formation?"

Song He heard it in a fog, and just now he said that it was a clever setting, and now he is talking about the formation.

It's just inexplicable.

"You just have to work hard to hold on, I'm going to break the formation!"

As soon as the words fell, Xia Liu's palms were lucky, and the bamboo pole fell to the waterfall against the current.

Whoa!

The sound of the water rattling.

I saw Xia Liu grabbing the bamboo pole and landing in several places in a row.

Then seal with one hand and point to the top of the waterfall.

Click......

A slight cracking sound came to my ears.

In the next second, Xia Liu's bamboo pole was propped up, and the bamboo row actually walked slowly along the countercurrent waterfall!

"Ahh

Song He didn't dare to open his eyes, afraid that he would fall down at any time.

Although she is a lover of extreme sports, she is also a woman, and she is a little scared in the face of such an unexpected situation.

She lay dead on the bamboo raft, and her screaming continued for a long time.

Xia Liu was a little speechless, just like that, he dared to speak dialects and would definitely be able to pass the assessment of the disciples of Shushan.

Ay......

In the depths of the Shushan faction, there are secluded peaks and mountains, and the fog covers the peaks.

Plumes of green smoke lingered among the grass and trees.

In the land of birds and flowers, suddenly a breath flew out from a simple attic.

Titicaca ......

The moment several mountain cranes came into contact with the breath, they instigated their wings and flew away, leaving behind bursts of piercing sounds.

Perhaps it is because he has lived in the fairyland of the world for a long time, and there is a faint sense of qi on the body of the mountain crane, which is not vulgar in the world.

And above the entire mountain, there is a looming aura.

In the attic, a figure of immortal wind dao bones slowly got up from Pu Dun: "Although it is only a small spirit array, it was broken by you, is it friend or foe?"

I can't think about it, I can't figure it out, the old man of the fairy wind and bones flicked his hand lightly, and under the attic, six figures appeared in an instant.

"Master!"

The low and solemn sound echoed the mountain peaks, and before I knew it, the atmosphere of the scene became depressed.

"Someone broke through from the back mountain, you wait for six people to check, if it is the enemy......"

In the end, the old man did not continue, the six disciples were his only disciples and closed disciples.

Their own intentions were just a look, and the six of them understood.

"Obey the teacher's orders!"

The six of them bowed in unison, and in the next moment, they turned into afterimages and went to the back mountain together.

"It seems that no one has broken into the mountain gate by cracking the formation for hundreds of years, I hope you don't come to destroy it, otherwise it will ......"

The old man muttered, and after his body was illusory, he returned to rest on the top of Pudun again.

In the back mountain of Shushan Sect, under a waterfall, ten shirtless young men are walking on horses, their hands propped vertically forward, bearing the water flowing down from a high place.

Poof!

A young man's legs were weak, and the force of the water behind him was directly carried by the current to the pool below.

"Los Angeles, Wu Feijian failed the assessment!"

After the young man fell into the water, a heavy voice was heard throughout the audience.

Duan Yan, rescue the fainted assessment candidate ashore, and escort him out of the mountain gate after the assessment is over. ”

"It's the Great Elder!"

After Duan Yan heard the order, he carried his body lightly, like a swallowtail and water, and brought the young man named Wu Feijian to the shore......