Since Nanshan is semi-full-time, he is at home and works hard to make a living, and he is really sorry to earn medical expenses and living expenses through this book.

I hope that friends who read the stolen articles can support the genuine version and only then will they give recommendations to the high-ranking editor. This chapter will return to normal content at 3 a.m. Every day, the manuscript below is not "Flying Henan People's Account", but the beginning of a fairy tale I wrote over three years. It is also quite interesting. Everyone can enjoy reading it. There are only these two chapters in total. If you haven't written it later, you will graduate and become an editor.

Chapter 1: Trees are in the forest, and wind will destroy them

West Sichuan, Shushan.

This mountain stretches for thousands of miles, with a divine peak hanging upside down inside, a demon lock tower outside pressing across for a lifetime, and there are also countless ancient buildings surrounded by immortal clouds dotted among them, and everyone says:

Shushan is a blessed land given to the world by the immortals!

Since the founding of the Shushan Sect, disciples of all generations have diligently practiced immortal arts, entered the world to subdue monsters, imprisoned demons in the demon lock tower, protecting the world from being disturbed by monsters, and have been widely praised by the world. Hundreds of people come to visit Shushan every year, yearning to worship them.

In front of the Three Emperors Palace.

Fifty new disciples stood neatly on the bluestone slab, with a nervous expression.

Soon, an old Taoist with a long hair and a young face slowly walked out of the Three Emperors' Hall holding a whisk.

This person is the head of Shushan Sect, named Qingyun Taoist, and said loudly:

"From today, you will be the ninth generation disciples of the Shushan Sect."

"My Shushan Sect has many Taoist priests, such as immortal swords, food gods, demon locking, elixirs, asking for tools, searching for arrays, killing dragons, sword tombs, etc. I will assign different Taoist priests according to your performance. No matter which Taoist priest is assigned to, you must take care of yourself and practice well."

The old Taoist seems extremely serious, and finally summarizes:

"If a man does not care for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth!"

Among the crowd, a young man twitched his mouth slightly and complained to himself:

"In my previous life, the word 'If a man does not commit himself to himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth' has long been ruined. I am afraid that few people know that the meaning of this sentence is actually - if a man does not practice his own virtue, he will be killed by God."

The young man was named Chen Chang'an, and he was a human being for two generations, and he had a name.

In the first few days, he missed his family and friends, the rich online world, and the veteran drivers who left pictures and didn’t leave any seeds in the group, but as soon as he looked in the mirror, the sense of immersion came immediately.

All roads lead to Rome, and Chen Chang'an was born in Rome after traveling through time.

Let’s put it this way, his figure is like Danzu, his appearance is as strong as Tianle, and his temperament is like Xiaoyao.

But this look also brought disaster to him, and his predecessor was that he was sleeping to death by a female ghost.

Although Chen Chang'an was resurrected from the dead due to time travel, the nickname "Friends of Life and Death" has spread all over the countryside.

"Flies don't bite seamless eggs. My man is handsome, why don't there be any female ghosts on the spot?"

"Mr. Chen was almost sent to the wild cemetery. Going to bed with him is just to go to the grave!"

"Sisters, you can't want this kind of man~"

Hearing these words, Chen Changan was so angry that he shivered all over. Daxia was covered in cold sweat and his hands and feet were cold. How should we boys live to be satisfied, and tears flowed down unscrupulously.

The whole story is a mess!

Fame is lost!

Chen Changan racked his brains, but he could not turn around his hometown. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and entered Shushan.

Fortunately, Chen Changan was talented and passed the introductory test and became one of the fifty new disciples.

Taoist Qingyun first called Ding Yi, who had the least strokes of his surname, to the high platform, and said with a smile:

"Child, why did you enter my Shushan?"

Ding was only eleven or twelve years old, and he was innocent and innocent. He said with a pure look:

"Bad said, "I'm a little boy, I'll be dying. He asked me to make a living here. I'll go back to farm when I was eighteen years old. I'll give me a wife."

puff!

Several new disciples laughed out loud, and Chen Changan couldn't help laughing, thinking that Ding Yi was a little unwise.

The Taoist Qingyun turned black and said with a stern face:

"Your Taoist name is Shanyan, enter the Demon Locking Tower."

Several older new disciples frowned slightly. Chen Changan saw from their expressions that the Demon Locking Tower seemed to be not a good place.

Taoist Qingyun waved his hand and drove Ding Yi away, and continued to order people to go to the stage according to the name list.

A young man, who was about thirteen or fourteen years old, jumped onto the platform, and Taoist Qingyun said lightly:

"Why did you enter Shushan?"

The boy was both nervous and excited: I wanted to kill demons and eliminate demons and become a top-notch knight."

Taoist Qingyun nodded: "He is a sword fairy with a certain degree of a three-generation leader. His Taoist name is Shanchong, and he has entered the Immortal Sword and Daotong."

The next young man was called Ma Qiancai. He looked white and tender, obviously from a wealthy family. Seeing that the previous disciple had entered the Immortal Sword and Taoist Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox, he thought about the benefits of the Immortal Sword and Taoist Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox Orthodox, he immediately followed the trend and said:

"The biggest dream of my disciple is to become a sword immortal, kill demons and eliminate evil spirits, and eliminate harm for the people."

Taoist Qingyun sneered: "You are good at making a plan, but ask yourself, is your dream really a way to kill demons? Do you think the dignified leader of Shushan has no magic to distinguish lies?"

Ma Qiancai immediately burst into cold sweat and stammered and couldn't speak.

Taoist Qingyun sighed slightly, "Since you have passed the introductory test, you will naturally be assigned a place to you according to the rules, but I hope you will go to the servitude first to grind your temper. Are you willing?"

Ma Qiancai was happy at first, but when he heard the three words "Miscellaneous Office", his fists hidden in his sleeves were instantly clenched, and then loosened again, and said with a respectful smile:

"The disciples are all based on the orders of the head."

Taoist Qingyun sighed again, "Your Taoist name is Shanzhen. You will be in the Servant for three months, go down."

Fifty new disciples asked one by one, and Chen Changan was a little upset that he had too many strokes of his life. Every time he thought of a suitable line, he had a "senius" who spoke first.

Judging from the performance of the fifty new disciples present, the Immortal Sword and Taoist Orthodox is obviously the best choice, and the world-famous Demon Locking Tower is the worst place to go.

The person next to Chen Changan happened to be from Shushan, and he answered his doubts in a low voice.

Legend has it that the last emperor of the Southern Dynasty believed in Buddhism and built four major Buddhist temples with the whole country. The corvee service continued every year, and the people were suffering. Three generations of Shushan leaders took out the mountain to take away the Buddhist treasure, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower. The Southern Dynasty lost the deceptive Buddha treasure, and could no longer suppress the people's grievances, and it was gray in the blink of an eye.

After the demise of the Southern Dynasty, the three generations of leaders did not return the pagoda, but instead refined the pagoda and transformed it into a treasure that suppressed all demons - the Demon Locking Tower.

The Buddhists in the world have formed a bond with Shushan, and monks come to make trouble every year, trying to regain their own Buddhist treasures.

At the same time, there are too many monsters in the Demon Locking Tower, and the Demon Locking Line spends a lot of time to suppress the demons every year, which greatly involves the progress of cultivation.

There is a Buddhist attack outside, and there are monsters inside.

The Demon Locking Tower has therefore become the most difficult place for new disciples.

"Chen Chang'an, why did you enter my Shushan?"

Taoist Qingyun called Chen Chang'an to him and asked gently.

Is it finally my turn?

Chen Changan took a deep breath, his eyes shining brightly, and he said loudly:

"I have dreamed of a sword that can move mountains, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress demons, decrees, pick stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the sky.

I want to be a swordsman, hold a three-foot sword and ask for unfair things.

So, I entered Shushan.”

The forty-nine disciples in the audience all changed their qualities. Although they did not understand swordsmanship, this sounded shocking.

Even the dazed Ding Yi scratched his head, and a picture appeared in his mind.

In the picture, Chen Chang'an holds a three-foot sword. If the mountain blocks him, he will move the mountain. If the sea blocks him, he will open the sea!

So handsome!

Ding Yi was so excited that his toes twisted around, and his eyes were starry.

Chen Changan's mouth raised slightly, feeling complacent.

I'm really a fucking talent!

The Qingyun Taoist had no sadness or joy on his face. It was not until the new disciples of the audience calmed down and said sternly:

"The wood is outstanding in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. The Tao is called Shanxiu, and enter the Demon Locking Tower."

Chapter 2 The whistle pot takes off!

Chen Changan's secretly happy expression suddenly stopped and he silently got off the platform.

The other new disciples' eyes gradually changed when they looked at Chen Changan, from amazement to looking sideways.

On the contrary, the little fan Ding Yi was happy to show his expression, because he and his idol worshipped him in the same way, and he danced with his hands and feet.

Fifty new disciples obtained the Taoist name one by one and were arranged to go there. Even if someone was dissatisfied, they were unwilling to give up the opportunity to practice hard.

After this, Taoist Qingyun waved into the air.

brush!

Between the colorful clouds, nine figures fell rapidly, falling in front of the square.

They respectfully gave a disciple ceremony to Taoist Qingyun respectfully and said in unison:

"Disciple is here."
To be continued...