The clouds were light and the wind was light. After the storm, the ink-colored clouds on the horizon disappeared, and there was a refreshing breath after the rain in the air. And in an ancient temple, the ground was covered with blood, and there were piles of human bones horribly piled in front of the Buddha statue, and the whole temple was filled with a lingering smell of blood!
At this moment, the women helped Jingyue, who had fallen on the ground, up, looking at the pale-faced elder sister with anxiety, and constantly shouting softly, slowly injecting spiritual energy into the latter's body. Yun Bufan has also hurried over from behind the Buddha statue, constantly screaming, wanting to wake up Jingyue who was in a coma.
With the continuous injection of aura, Jingyue’s eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her closed eyes. There was also a touch of blood on her face, and then she said: "That demon is not weak, we have to rush back to the teacher. The door, to report to the head of the situation that someone from Modao has secretly arrived in the Central Plains."
"Yes, Senior Sister!"
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After a few days of travel, everyone has come to the Yunzhongshan realm. Yunzhong Mountain is not very high, but it stretches for thousands of miles. In the meantime, the plain clouds are lingering, the clouds are steaming, and the aura is full, just like a fairyland on earth. Many villagers live at the foot of the mountain, and most of them live by cutting woods and fishing. The villagers seem to know the women, and their faces are full of admiration after the vicissitudes of life.
"Uncle Liang! Is your grandson's illness better?" After several days of training, Jingyue's injury has almost recovered. At this time, she was talking with an old man carrying firewood.
"Thanks to the female fairy for the medicine, the kid in my family is alive and kicking now, so restless!" The old man surnamed Liang smiled at the women and said with a chrysanthemum blooming in the corner of his eyes!
Jingyue also smiled with a smile in her eyes, "That's fine, if you or others have any difficulties, you can come to the sword to find us!"
"The female fairies often help the villagers like me, which has made me feel uneasy. How can any old face dare to go to the place where your gods live!" The old man waved his hand again and again, not daring to agree.
"If this is the case, then we will go down the mountain from time to time to see you. At this moment, I still have important things to stay, so I'll say goodbye!" The women said to the villagers, they all walked towards the depths of Yunzhong Mountain.
After a few miles of mountain roads, the scenery in the mountains can be described as changing, with a hundred meters of different sceneries, and the aura seems more abundant, even Yun Bufan, an extraordinary person, seems to feel the agility of the surrounding atmosphere. "Sister Jingyue, the villagers seem to respect you very much!" From the conversation between Jingyue and the old man just now, Yun Bufan clearly felt the lofty status of Jianmen in the hearts of the villagers!
"Those villagers have lived here for hundreds of years after passing on from generation to generation. They have long regarded this place as their ancestral home. No matter how difficult their lives are, they don’t want to leave this place. And we see this situation naturally. I ignored them, so every time I went down the mountain, I would bring some daily necessities to help them. Sometimes some of them got very serious illnesses, and we would treat them or give them some medicine! Over time, these villagers began to take us swords. The disciple is a person who gains the Tao and respects us very much."
"It's no wonder those villagers are kind to you. I have won a thousand years of grace!" Yun Bufan touched his nose, seeming to understand the reason!
"Those villagers also gave us some help. Every year Jianmen sends people down the mountain to find some good-qualified teenagers to accept as disciples, and those villages will also provide some candidates. Now many disciples in Jianmen come from those villages. There is even an elder from there!"
Yun Bufan couldn't help but grinned. He didn't expect that an elder in Jianmen came from such a poor place. It seems that not only people can't look good, but some places are also not good looking!
"If it weren't for Shimen's destiny to not interfere too much in the dunya, I'm afraid that the village had already developed into a big town with the support of Jianmen, it would still be as desperate as it is now!"
The young man couldn't help taking a breath. This sword gate is amazing, right? Such a village where birds don't shit can develop into a big town!
Jingyue paused, then changed her conversation, and said: "In a few days, the new disciples Jianmen found from all over the world will gather at Jianmen, and there will be a spirit testing ceremony." Looking at Yun Bufan beside him, he continued: "No, Master Mo Wen asked me to bring you to Sword Sect, because he wants you to enter Sword Sect and practice hard. Therefore, you should also participate in this ceremony!"
"Spirit testing ceremony?"
"The elders will use the Spirit Test Array passed down by the sword to detect the aura of your new disciples, and then assign them to different heads based on your talents and aptitudes, and then be taught by these heads to practice in their halls. !"
To explore the aura of life again! Yun Bufan felt bitter in his heart. If he knew to Jianmen that he was an invincible person, and didn't know what the expressions of those elders were, he might be kicked down the mountain by those old monsters! Thinking of this, the boy felt that there was a big mountain blocking his way in the future, which was extremely bumpy!
Naturally, the girls couldn't know the depression in the hearts of the young people beside them, but saw the faintly visible Jianmen Hall in the distance, and they were slightly happy, and they stepped up to trek on this mountain road!
After walking for a long time, everyone finally saw the mountain gate of that house. Tired Yun Bufan's tongue almost pulled out, "Wangshan is really a dead horse, but I don't want to walk for so long in front of my eyes! Sister Jingyue, can't you cultivators fly to the sky? How can you still do this step by step. Come up here!"
"How can it be so simple. I am afraid that it is a hundred miles from the bottom of the mountain. With my spiritual power, I am afraid that I can't fly one-tenth, so I have to fall down from the air, and it is correct to walk up step by step The respect of the teacher, even if the head has the spiritual power to reach the sky, he has stepped up step by step!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Bufan could only shrug his shoulders and began to look at the gate of Jianmen. But seeing that the mountain gate was cut from a single piece of big rock, after thousands of years of wind and rain, a breath of long-distance was revealed, and the stone was marked with the word "Jianmen" with a sword. The strokes are elegant and handsome, and the skills are veteran. The calligraphy and kendo are perfectly combined with each stroke!
It's just that there is a half-foot sword mark on the door, if you don't look closely, you can't find it. Yun Bufan shook his head, recalling the words of the mayor, this sword mark was probably left by the great chaos body—the ruthless son!