The pink peach blossoms contain the last rain, and the green willows brings the morning smoke.

The new day comes like this with the expectations of many people.

To the west of the town, a wide stone road was curved and stretched all the way west. After walking for seven miles, the road suddenly became narrower, and a green vine turned into a huge wall to block the way. A huge stone sword was inserted obliquely beside the road, without words or engravings, but everyone knew that Xiling Sword Sect had arrived.

"The road has become so narrow, how can those carriages pass?" Below the stone sword, a thin boy in a somewhat worn clothes asked the sloppy master beside him.

Before his master could answer, someone next to him snorted coldly, "When the Sword Sect, the emperor has to walk up the mountain honestly when he comes, who dares to take a carriage to come!"

After saying that, he glanced at the master and apprentice with contempt, thinking that the local buns came from somewhere, and he also wanted to come to the Sword Sect to try their luck.

The boy made a joke and his little face turned red. The master patted his shoulder gently, indicating that it was okay.

The boy looked at it and asked again, "Master, is this sword real?"

His master said, "I don't know, maybe the sword gods really use such big swords."

The man who just spoke to him was even more contemptuous. It was indeed a local bun. Who knows what he knows about knowing that the sword cultivator's sword looks the same as that used by ordinary people. The great sword cultivator can also give birth to a natal sword in his dantian. The huge giant sword he saw during the battle was transformed by the vitality of heaven and earth.

The boy said, "The Sword Sect gods are so powerful. Master, do you think I can pass the test and become the Great Sword Immortal?"

His master touched the boy's head, "Of course you have no problem."

The man couldn't help it anymore, "I said, can't you wait here quietly for the disciples of the Sword Sect to open the door?"

The boy was a little timid when someone said this, but his master looked motionless and said lightly: "Why, there is no need to speak in front of the Sword Sect Mountain Gate? The child is less curious and asks a few words in a low voice, without loud noise or insults and blasphemy. If you think it is noisy, you can click on it."

"You..." The man couldn't find anything to refute for a moment and said sarcastically: "I don't know anything like you. After the test, you will go back in shame. We are going to practice in the Sword Sect." After that, he proudly touched a young man standing beside him. The young man was dressed gorgeously, his face was unique to Shu people, and his expression was very complacent.

In contrast, the disciples who were dressed in shabby clothes and had a messy hair like dry grass seemed to be very good, but the young master said, "I wish you good luck. But I think you are saying the opposite."

The man was furious and suddenly remembered that this was the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, and said angrily: "You native bunny disciples must be able to enter, I pronounce my name backwards!"

Yun Luo and Pei Zhen happened to walk to the side of several people and listened to the second half of the conversation.

Pei Zhen whispered to Yun Luo and said, "He won't call him a name like the king, right?"

Yun Luo elbowed him, pursed his lips and smiled, "You are so cheap!"

Wen Wei and Han Chaoen followed behind them, with relaxed steps. Wen Wei asked casually: "Brother Han will accompany you here or return to your hometown next?"

In the words, it seems that it is a foregone conclusion that Pei Zhen’s selection is.

Han Chaoen said: "Young master traveled alone, but he still didn't feel at ease at home."

Wen Wei nodded and stopped talking.

A commotion suddenly sounded behind him, and the crowd quickly turned his head, two carriages, one black and one blue, stopped in front and behind. A beautiful woman in black clothes walked down from the black carriage. Her cold and noble temperament made the crowd silent for a moment.

And when the white figure on the blue carriage slowly walked out, everyone opened their mouths silently without making any sound.

Today, Lu Qi took off his hat and showed his true face.

Lu Qi slowly stepped forward and walked side by side with Cui Zhi who was deliberately slowing down. He opened his red lips, "Lu Qi has met Sister Cui."

Cui Zhi smiled on her face, "Sister Lu is indeed extremely beautiful. I wonder how many talents there will be in this Sword Sect that are fascinated by you."

Lu Qi smiled and said, "Lu Qi is here to learn swordsmanship." He paused slightly and added, "I guess Sister Cui is the same."

Cui Zhi's expression slightly stopped and she stopped talking. The two walked forward, and the crowd quietly separated a spacious passage. When the two walked by, the sound of buzzing conversation suddenly sounded.

"Who is this sacred?"

"Didn't you hear it just now? The fairy in white seems to say that her name is Lu Qi? Who is Lu Qi?"

A man who came from the south of the Yangtze River said proudly: "You don't even know Miss Lu? Zhenjiang Lu's family, Jiangdong Mingzhu!"

"Ah? This is the pearl of Jiangdong? It's true that the fairy next to me is true again?"

"Cui Zhi? Could it be the Cui Zhi from the Cui family in Qinghe?"

"Do you know, brother? Tell me quickly."

"This Cui Zhi is the legitimate daughter of the Cui family in Qinghe. She has been very smart and decisive since childhood. She is praised by our Daduan Dynasty as a man who is as good as a man."

The six great lords of the world, Zhenjiang Lu, Qinghe Cui, Hunan Yuan, Beihai Wang, Xishan Liu, and Dongshan Xie.

It is well-known and has a huge influence in the temple and the world.

Yun Luo and Pei Zhen listened silently, both amazed by the two girls' appearance and demeanor, and shocked by their status and reputation. Pei Zhen shook his head hard, "He is so beautiful, just go back and marry him as a wife!"

Yun Luo looked at him and replied to him in Pei Zhen's tone, "You are so terrible."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

When Cui Zhi and Lu Qi slowly walked to the end of the road, the huge vine wall danced slowly as if they were alive, giving way out, and three people walked out of it. First, one of them was wearing a blue shirt and looked cold. They seemed to have not seen the two arrogant daughters in front of them, and said, "The test is about to begin. The participants will follow me with the support letter. Each tester can have a entourage guide to the waiting place to wait."

There was a sudden riot in the crowd, and someone shouted: "Aren't you all able to travel with me all these years? Why should you separate!"

The man in blue shirt had his eyes condensed, and the man felt like he fell into an ice cave, surrounded by fierce swords. Fortunately, the man in blue shirt just gave a little warning, immediately withdrew his gaze and said, "The rules have changed this time. If anyone is unwilling, he can leave directly. There is a water curtain at the waiting place, and those who are accompanying him can also watch the process." After saying that, he turned around and entered.

Lu Qi and Cui Zhi looked as usual. It was not that they received the news early, but that they had strong confidence. If they could not pass, it was that the Sword Sect would not intend to recruit people this year.

Yun Luo and Pei Zhen looked at each other, nodded slightly, said goodbye to Grandpa Wen and Uncle Han behind them, and followed everyone with the recommendation letter in hand.

The thin boy, who had previously watched his master take out a wrinkled sponsorship book from his arms, took it with both hands, bowed to his master solemnly, and walked in behind Yun Luo and Pei Zhen.

The crowd was divided into three groups, and the tester followed the Qingshan Man and the entourage went to the waiting place under the two disciples of the Sword Sect behind the Qingshan Man. The extra entourage waited with the carriage and waited in place or back to the town.

Wen Wei and Han Chaoen also followed the two disciples of the Sword Sect to the waiting place. There were seventy-seven chairs set up there, which corresponded to the seventy-seven sponsored books issued this time. There was a huge water curtain right in front of the chair, which was showing the every move of their concerned disciples, juniors, and relatives and friends in real time.

The two of them picked a back corner and sat down, looking at each other and smiling. Han Chaoen'en's lips moved slightly, and said with a rippling sound of heart lake: "This time the sword sect's handwriting is big enough, and there are few secular dynasties in this water curtain." I wonder if there was the idea of ​​tempting again.

Wen Wei's voice sounded directly above Han Chaoen's heart lake. "Sword Sect has been suppressed for so long. Since Master Chen decided to fight back with all his might, he naturally has to take out the place to suppress it."

Looking around, the venue was indeed calm. When everyone present saw this immortal handwriting, they were collectively silent and orderly. The two disciples of the Sword Sect who were leading the swordsman were also full of pride and pride.

Han Chaoen knew it in his heart and said with a little respect: "Will the method of this test change?"

Wen Wei nodded slightly, "The possibility is very high."

But he didn't know how Chen Qingfeng, the leader of the Sword Sect, would arrange this test.

Looking up at the water curtain, Yun Luo and his party were following the man in blue and walking silently.

Yun Luo looked around from time to time. There was indeed a unique world behind the vine, with green grass and trees flowing, clear streams, bees and butterflies surrounding them, birds singing and flowers scenting, pavilions and towers everywhere on the hills. Is this the so-called cultivation sect and the fairyland on earth?

Pei Zhen was even more blinded and didn't notice, and he staggered under his feet, causing a stir in the team. The man in blue turned his head and saw that everyone immediately returned to order.

I don’t know how far I went, Yunluo, Pei Zhen and others were carrying martial arts. It was no problem for them to do so. Some weak children were already a little weak, such as the thin boy behind Yunluo. Seeing this, Yunluo took the initiative to support him. The boy was a little shy, but he also thanked Yunluo sincerely.

Pei Zhen also held a young man who slowly fell from the front.

But not all those who have the energy will be like Yunluo and Pei Zhen, or some teenagers or girls are not so lucky, gradually falling to the end of the team and moving forward with difficulty.

Next to the water curtain, many people accompanying him looked indignant, "Is this the sword sect recruiting practitioners or porters? Why do you have to go so far?"

This is probably the parents of those children who are behind.

Naturally, someone next to him retorted: "The practitioners don't walk anymore. I haven't heard the great way to the sky. The long road is long. Maybe this is the consideration of the gods of the Sword Sect. This test may not be necessary now."

Perhaps this is what those young girls who have not helped others think.

As the quarrel began, the two disciples of the Sword Sect shouted: "Sujing!"

Everyone calmed down and focused their eyes on the water curtain again.

The neat team was already in chaos, and the group that led the way naturally walked with ease and freedom, and even accelerated their pace intentionally or unintentionally. Following were those who were struggling to follow. Yun Luo and Pei Zhen had already pulled one of them with their left and right hands. Just because they were holding others, they also fell into this range. Then there were scattered young girls who were almost reaching their physical limit, moving with difficulty every step.

Finally, a boy dragged in the back fainted on the ground, and the team still had no intention of stopping.

Under the water curtain, a man saw his son's tragic experience, and his head tilted and fainted.

Finally, he walked to a flat ground covered with mist. The man in blue stopped and saw everything that happened on the road before.

Sit down quietly and speak for a long time.

Cui Zhi and Lu Qi, who were walking in the front, finally thought about something.

Behind them, a tall boy asked in confusion: "What are we going to do next?"

The man in blue shirt glanced at him and said lightly: "Wait."

Cui Zhi and Lu Qi looked at each other and suddenly realized.

The tall boy Youzi said in surprise: "What are you waiting for?"

The man in the green shirt stood up and looked at Yunluo and Pei Zhen who were about to arrive. He had a hint of appreciation in his eyes and said to everyone: "The test has begun, but it is not the courageous struggle you imagined to be the first, but the first lesson taught by the Sword Sect for you, unity!" His tone became even colder, "The Sword Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and it depends on unity. If it is just to achieve your personal avenue here, everything else will not linger in your heart. If one day the same school is in trouble and disturbs your cultivation, you will not save it; if the sect is in trouble and cannot help you climb the avenue, you will not help. Just for yourself, then you are more suitable to be a mountain and wild cultivator."

Cui Zhi and Lu Qi bowed to the man in blue and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your teaching."

Turning around and flying out, it was obviously also full of great martial arts.

After the two left, everyone suddenly realized and reacted, and ran to help their backward companions.

In this way, the seventy-seven people soon appeared on the platform intact again, and even the unconscious boy was carried over.

The man in Qingshan nodded, and four children walked out of the hut on the side of the platform. The man in Qingshan said, "These four people are trapped in the mountains and fields. They have also walked the path you are walking today." He waved his hand and asked the four people to stand at the end of the team.

He turned to the sky and said loudly: "Master, the staff has arrived. Please open the mountain!"

A breeze suddenly blew between the sky and the earth, gentle and gentle, but the clouds and mist in the sky disappeared without a trace in the breeze. What appeared in front of the eighty-one young people was a small hill, with many steps on the mountain leading to the top.

Before the water curtain, Wen Wei stood up suddenly and said in shock: "It's actually asking about Jianshan!!!"
To be continued...