Immortal Soaring Blade

Chapter 225: Personal disciple (Part 1)

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When the gentle yet majestic words resounded in the square of Xuantian Palace, Zhao Jiuge trembled with excitement. He suppressed the nervousness and excitement in his heart and raised his head to take a deep look at the crowded main hall.

Then, under the leadership of Elder Li and two other black-robed elders, thirty or forty people entered the majestic main hall in an orderly manner. Stepping on the jade-like steps, Zhao Jiuge recalled the scene of stepping on Qi Tian Road when he first entered. It was very similar, but now three years have passed, and everything has changed.

After crossing the red threshold at the entrance of the main hall, the scene of the main hall immediately came into Zhao Jiuge's eyes, especially the portrait of the founder of the sect and the picture of riding a bull and enlightening the sword on the front wall at a glance.

"Headmaster, thirty-seven disciples have been brought here." Elder Li bowed slightly to show respect and said in a loud voice.

At this moment in the main hall, everyone is already looking at the thirty-seven disciples, looking for anyone who likes them or thinks they have good potential. Recruiting a disciple is not a trivial matter. What we always pay attention to is that we should rather lack than be indiscriminate, so we must not only look at Qualifications, character, and even character are also taken into consideration, and the most important thing is eyesight. And this group of disciples, in front of these elders with advanced cultivation, were stared at by eyes that seemed to see through them, and their already nervous mood became even more uneasy.

"Well, you three go ahead and let these disciples take the oath first." Jian Wuxin's expression was a little calm at the moment. Although his voice was gentle, every word could drive the rhythm of his heartbeat, and his face That gentle smile has long since been put away.

Hearing this sound, those disciples who either lowered their eyes because of nervousness or did not dare to look around, or because they were attracted by the two portraits as soon as they entered, immediately looked at the source of the sound, which was Jian Wuxin.

Only when they saw the young man in a purple robe that looked even more noble, with the dusty aura dissipating from his body, and a pair of weathered eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate into their hearts, did these young girls react. There is no need to think about who can sit alone at the top, besides the headmaster

"See Headmaster." In an instant, all the disciples bent down and shouted respectfully in unison. The voice was loud and resounded throughout the main hall, and it was quite impressive.

A gentle smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. Jian Wuxin stood up slowly. His soft eyes carefully scanned the faces of the disciples below, one by one, as if he wanted to remember that everyone was still a little green. face.

"I'm very happy that you can pass the test and enter here. I believe that those who can come here have an extremely loyal heart and are able to sacrifice their lives for the sect and fellow disciples. You are the new life of our Xuantian Sword Sect in the future. With the power of the world, you may be able to go further in the future, or you may have died before you even started, but after the oath is taken today, you will be a part of my Xuantian Sword Sect at any time. There are countless members of Xuantian Sword Sect. No matter when you encounter any danger, Xuantian Sword Sect will be your strong backing. And I also hope that if one day Xuantian Sword Sect is in danger, you will I can also think about my master without hesitation." Jian Wuxin's passionate words made people's blood boil after listening to them, and a strong sense of belonging arose in the hearts of all the disciples.

The thirty-seven young men below, after these simple words, changed from being nervous and apprehensive when they first came in, to becoming proud.

They are proud of being able to stand here through the test, and they are proud of having such a powerful sect.

"Swear." Seeing that his words had successfully planted seeds in the hearts of these disciples, Jian Wuxin pointed sideways at the huge portrait, the portrait of the founder of the sect, the old man Xuantian, and said.

Before coming, Elder Li had already told them that the first thing they should do after coming to the main hall is to take an oath, which is the oath of heaven, so that they will not betray the sect in the future and spread the sect's information and techniques casually. The sect's skills are the foundation, and if rumors leak out everywhere, it won't be a mess. The second thing is to accept a disciple. As for whether you can be valued by others and be accepted as a direct disciple, it is up to God. This depends on fate and cannot be forced. Those with advanced cultivation are a bit weird. Is there anyone they like? , others can’t force it.

Generally speaking, every time this time came before, only a few people could be selected as disciples. Most people were not selected and became inner disciples and were taught by some elders. Those who could be accepted as personal disciples It is nothing more than an existence like a proud son of heaven, soaring into the sky.

The thirty-seven disciples stared at the portrait of the old man Xuantian. After issuing the oath of heaven, Jian Wuxin nodded with satisfaction. At this moment, these disciples officially became the inner disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect, which is also the future Xuantian Sword Sect. 's mainstay.

Looking at these disciples with a smile in his eyes, Jian Wuxin said, "You have now officially become the inner disciples of my Xuantian Sword Sect. It depends on your fate. The people sitting below are on both sides of my Xuantian Sword Sect. Whether the senior management of Tianjian Sect can be valued by them depends on them."

After finishing speaking, Jian Wuxin chuckled and looked down. The group of disciples looked curiously to both sides, looking at the imposing figures.

I don't know if it was because of an illusion, but Zhao Jiuge felt that the master's eyes were always looking at him intentionally or unintentionally. However, Zhao Jiuge didn't pay attention at all. He also looked at the figures on both sides curiously, hoping that a senior executive would take a fancy to him and accept him as his apprentice.

Suddenly Zhao Jiuge was shocked. He saw a familiar figure. He actually saw that girl Shasha looking at him with a smile next to a man with pink and phoenix eyes.

Questions suddenly arose in Zhao Jiuge's mind. Zhao Jiuge had a pretty good impression of this cute girl who always liked to call him senior sister, although she was a bit naughty. It's just that I haven't seen this girl since Sijianya left. I didn't expect to meet her on such an occasion this time.

Looking at the man with red phoenix eyes, Zhao Jiuge guessed that Shasha should be the favorite disciple of this advanced and powerful person, otherwise she would not appear in the main hall. Seeing that Shasha kept smiling at him but couldn't talk to him because of the occasion, Zhao Jiuge simply looked at the powerful people on both sides. Now that he had entered the inner door, he would probably meet them often in the future.

Perhaps because there were only two women present in the venue, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but look at those two women.

First, he saw the beautiful middle-aged elder Piao Wu who was wearing a blue palace dress. There was no trace of the testimony of the years on her face. Her faint smile gave people a sense of warmth. Compared with others, Zhao Jiuge felt deep in his heart. The willingness to have such an amiable elder accept him as his disciple may be due to the lack of care in his childhood environment.

Then he glanced at the opposite side of Elder Piaowu. The woman who was estimated to be only about thirty years old, especially the black veil, made it difficult for people to see her true face. To think about it, there was a feeling that she was holding a pipa and half-hiding her face. Sense of attraction. However, this woman's eyes had no intention of looking at their group of disciples. Her lower face was covered, and her beautiful eyes were exposed as if she was thinking about something.

After watching for a while, Zhao Jiuge quickly finished sizing up these people, and then waited expectantly. At the same time, I secretly thought about who among the thirty-seven disciples together might hope to be selected.

On the way here, he and Leng Rufeng met Luo Xie and Cai Mengxuan. These two people actually passed the test. In this way, the five people they met became inner disciples. As for the other people, there were several from Xuantian Peak, but none of the disciples from the family, including Mu Zijun, Bai Zimo, Dao Scar and others were eliminated. Only two women and three men were from Xuantian Peak. Zhao Jiuge was only a little impressed.

What surprised Zhao Jiuge was that two disciples from aristocratic families, Robert Wen and Chen Gang, also passed the test. Only Zhang Pingquan from Xuan Qifeng was known to Zhao Jiuge.

It can be said that among these thirty-seven people, except for a few who are disciples of aristocratic families, the rest were all born into poverty.

"Okay, I've seen enough. Is there anything you are satisfied with?" Jian Wuxin waited for a while and finally said, looking at the two rows of people sitting here. It's not long. If there is anyone you like, you will have already taken it. Okay, there's no point in reading if you don't like it.

When Jian Wuxin's words fell, the entire hall fell silent, both the disciples and those who had been in the main hall before became quiet. The breathing of the entire main hall could be heard, and you could hear a pin drop on the ground. As for those disciples, they held their breath, and their eyes were full of expectation that they would be chosen.

Those standing on both sides are also full of curiosity. If they can be selected, their status will rise in the future, making people look at them differently.

There was a brief silence in the main hall.

"Haha, no one is here, so I will choose first. The last choice is not good." I heard the somewhat cynical middle-aged man, Elder Xue Qingfeng, stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the audience and laughed. Looking at the young man with the same evil spirit, "That's him. Although this kid has a heel bone, I like him."

When Zhao Jiuge saw it, he was a little dumbfounded. It turned out to be Luo Xie. Not only Zhao Jiuge, but also the cool Leng Rufeng was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect Luo Xie to be the first one selected. If he had known about these disciples on the field, Luo Xie was definitely not the most dazzling one. Sure enough, these powerful disciples were not selected based on their strength. This time, Zhao Jiuge became even more uneasy and unsure of himself.

"Silly boy, why are you still standing there? Come to me." Xue Qingfeng rolled her eyes and said angrily.

Hearing this, Luo Xie walked over in a daze and stood next to Xue Qingfeng, as if even he himself couldn't believe it, as if he was dreaming. When Xue Qingfeng finished speaking, she glanced provocatively at Elder Piaowu opposite.

After Elder Piaowu saw it, he smiled carelessly, stroked his black hair and said lightly, "I'll do the second one. I haven't been out and about for a long time. This is the first time to participate in this. It's time to choose a disciple. Otherwise, there will be no heirs to inherit the mantle."

As expected, Elder Piaowu had a kind temperament, and even his smile was so heart-warming. Then everyone in the venue focused their attention on Elder Piaowu. She stretched out her white and tender fingers and pointed toward the crowd, and at the same time, the voice sounded, "Come here, girl."