Zhong Lin, who has been able to survive in the errand work for ten years and finally succeeded, has no need to say much about his tenacity in his mind.

He comes from a poor family in the secular world.

It's different from the eldest princess.

Ten years ago, Zhong Lin was seven years old, and a bloodthirsty demon slaughtered his village, and then both his parents died.

A monk from the Tianjian Sect passed by, cut the demons down the sword, and took him back to the Tianjian Sect.

He felt that his life would change.

The elder of the Zhengcheng Formation recruited ten inner disciples, one carrot and one pit, and one less.

The hundreds of outer disciples who came here all came for this pit.

Even among them, many people initially hoped to join the elders of the precepts or the elders of the sword.

In the Tianjian Sect, Elder of the Precepts and Elder of the Sword Holding are among the most popular candidates for masters in the Sect.

But there was no way. The garrison elder and the sword-holding elder were crowded and had already been filled. Other outer disciples looked at each other, wanting to lick but couldn't wait for the opportunity.

Zhong Lin gritted his teeth and prepared to stand up.

Although he had put a lot of effort into formation techniques to join Ren Qingshan's sect, he had little attainments and could not see through the methods of the flower boy.

But now, three incense sticks are about to burn out, and you can get it if you don’t.

Just as Zhong Lin was about to try to break into the formation, Yi Lin's reminder came to his ears.

Zhong Lin's first reaction was that Yi Lin was joking.

Don't move, don't move and wait for elimination?

Do you know how many years I, Zhong Lin, have been waiting for this opportunity?

After Yi Lin said that, she lowered her head again, peeled the wood, and stopped talking.

Zhong Lin looked back at Yi Lin.

The energetic boy, smiling, quiet and calm.

Somehow, he didn't believe it, but Zhong Lin inexplicably believed it.

Zhong Lin had an absurd idea deep in his heart. If he didn't believe it, the other party might stand up and beat him.

So, Zhong Lin's butt, who was sitting on the ground, just raised his butt and pressed it back suddenly.

He took a deep breath and his limbs trembled slightly.

A group of young boys and girls raised their butts high and entered the formation.

They were all confused in the formation and fell into a mystery.

Zhong Lin ignored the others, but stared at the last stick of incense that was about to burn out, and his heart was more struggling than anyone else.

He was still thinking about Yi Lin's words over and over again.

Why not move?

Why can’t you move if you want to pass the assessment?

What about hair?

Is it fun?

This is not fun.

...

"Time is here."

The flower girl's voice interrupted Zhong Lin's thoughts and pulled him back to reality.

As the last smear of incense fell into the incense burner and the sandalwood was extinguished, Zhong Lin and Yi Lin saw the scenery in a daze. After a period of change, they suddenly realized that they had moved their seats and sat by the courtyard wall.

In front of the two, there was that line.

...They are outside the boundaries!

Zhong Lin was shocked.

When did it come out??

Zhong Lin was surprised by this unexpected result and looked up, and found that after the end, there were five people outside the circle, just like them.

Including Yi Lin and Zhong Lin, there were seven people in total.

Three women and four men.

The oldest is a tall young man with short beards. He seems to have been in his 25 or 26 years, and probably has suffered a lot in the servitude class.

The youngest one is a little girl with a braid. She looks about 11 or 2 years old, staring at her flawless eyes and curiously looking at the other "school brothers" who have passed the flower girl's assessment.

"Time is up."

Yi Lin said lightly, with a little regret in his tone, but seeing him stopping the knives, it seemed that he was regretting that there was not enough time to allow him to complete the work at hand.

The flower girl swept her long sleeves and the hundred people in the circle woke up from ignorance. When she found that she was in the circle, some were disappointed, some were hugging her head and crying, and some were hugging her next door.

But no one dares to make trouble here. It is normal for people to have poor skills. Under the guidance of the flower girl, the disqualified person will go down the mountain in shame.

"From today on, Huazi is very happy to meet all the junior brothers and sisters." Huazi fell beside everyone, blinked and smiled pretty: "You are welcome to join the Fangyuanshan lineage."

There are very few opportunities to jump over the outer door and go straight to the inner door. There may not be such an opportunity in ten years.

In other words, this is a great opportunity!

Except for Yi Lin, the other disciples were all excited and could not control themselves.

As he said that, Hua Tong distributed the exclusive waist cards of the inner disciples to seven people.

Of course, the numbers of waist cards are also random, but the numbers are smaller, two-digit numbers.

The number Yilin got was twenty-three.

The seven people introduced each other.

Except for Zhong Lin and Yi Lin, the other three women and two men are: Ding Rou, Yiqiu, Gongsun Yan'er, Chai Kang and Ge Zhuang.

Yi Lin simply wrote down his name and did not talk to him because he felt that he would not have too many close friends in the future.

But what made Yi Lin feel strange was that whether it was the customs of each vein differently or something, Jian Nanchun had introduced himself before... The disciple of the Tianjianmen Sect Sword generation seemed to have a seniority, but Hua Tong seemed to have no intention of changing their name for them.

But this is good. Yi Lin is used to calling him Lin Yi in this life, and suddenly becomes "Sword Yi", "Sword Twenty-Three", etc. He is still a little uncomfortable.

It sounds like a sword...the sword.

When he remembered the scene when he called "Junior Brother Jian" when he met Jian Nanchun in the future and responded to "Senior Brother Jian", Yi Lin couldn't help but feel cold all over and shook his head repeatedly.

If this is true, this inner disciple would not enter.

Ren Qingshan did not show up throughout the whole process, and Huapeng explained the rules of Fangyuanshan to the newcomer.

"Every morning, I will teach you on behalf of my master."

"Every fifteenth month, Master will personally preach. Remember to cherish the opportunity and don't delay it."

"In three months, Master will take you to Wenjian Mountain and find the flying swords of Deer and others."

"Roer and others performed well and even had the opportunity to get the Lord's Recognition Ring."

“…”

The flower boy mentioned the precautions for Fangyuanshan.

For example, where can you go and where can you go.

Where can I go during the day, not at night, where can I go at night, not at daytime, etc.

After saying such complicated articles, Yi Lin remembered it, but was dizzy and thought that there were many more rules than the preaching garden, thinking that he had found the wrong place.

But when Yi Lin remembered his purpose of coming to Fangyuanshan, he strengthened his ideas... and did not forget his original intention.

After the flower boy finished speaking, he asked Yi Lin and others to find a homeless wooden hut in the circumference of the mountains.

From beginning to end, Huazi did not mention the details of the assessment, let alone how they saw through the mystery of the formation. Zhong Lin looked confused and felt that it was obvious that he could pass the assessment, and he was not at ease.

When the others left the yard as they said and found a wooden cottage in the square mountain to settle down, Yi Lin hesitated for a moment and said to the flower boy's slender back:

"This... senior brother, please stay."

Yi Lin hesitated, was he calling the other party's senior sister or senior brother, but after careful observation, Yi Lin felt that it was more appropriate to call the senior brother.

Sure enough, the flower boy was not displeased, and had a sweet smile on his face. This smile seemed very comfortable in the eyes of others, but Yi Lin always felt that something was hidden behind this smile.

"Junior Brother Lin Yi, why don't you understand, but it's okay to say it."

Yi Lin held the waist card "Fangyuanshan No. 23 Inner Gate" he had just obtained in his hand and asked:

"Will it mean that I can't join other elders' sects after taking this inner door? "

When the flower boy heard it, he seemed to hear a ridiculous joke. He covered his mouth and giggled: "My junior brother is straightforward. Just say this in front of me, don't say it in front of the master. Fangyuanshan inner sect qualifications, but many people can't ask for blessings. How could you have such a ridiculous idea?"

"But in addition to array techniques, I also want to learn something else, such as elixirs, swordsmanship, weapon refining, Qimen, etc."
To be continued...