The square, which was originally quiet and silent, exuding a solemn atmosphere, seemed like a stone dropped into the calm water, causing ripples, causing a chain reaction, and causing a huge noise.
The originally neat team suddenly became scattered, everyone was whispering to each other, and the waves of discussion were louder than the others.
"What, what's going on? Aren't we already considered beginners?" Zhao Jiuge, Luo Xie and Wang Wanwan stood together. When they heard the words of the middle-aged man with a Chinese character, Luo Xie was the first to hold back. Suspended from doubts, he asked loudly and impatiently.
For the first time, the talkative Wang Baiwan's fleshy face did not fluctuate. He was calm and calm, as if he had known the news for a long time.
Although Zhao Jiuge was a little confused and shocked, he was still calm. He knew that the middle-aged man must have something to say. Even if he has not started yet, if there are any requirements or tests later, Zhao Jiuge believes that he can do it. This is what comes with strength. confidence.
There was also chaos all around.
"What's going on? What do you mean by this?" A girl with a delicate pink face muttered with confusion on her face.
"Isn't this a joke? What kind of trouble is going to happen now!" A young man wearing a silk jade robe frowned and complained angrily.
"It's over, it's over. I knew it wouldn't be that easy. There is still a test. This time I'm hanging."
"I'm so happy for nothing, I thought I was officially admitted."
"Yes, there are actually inner and outer doors. It's good if I can get in."
For a time, there were all kinds of doubts and complaints in the square.
"Hmph, how can you bumpkins like you understand the rules of the largest sect in the past thousands of years? Nowadays, the requirements are still a little loose. I think back when Xuantian Sword Sect was in its heyday, the entrance trial requirements were unbelievably harsh, and they still attracted the attention of the Chinese Dynasty. Many geniuses have to cross the threshold of Xuantian Sword Sect."
A cold snort.
A young man who was no less imposing and elegant than Bai Zimo had a sarcastic look on his face and looked down upon the bumpkins around him with disdain.
Zhao Jiuge just looked at everything around him with cold eyes. He said nothing and looked very calm. He had a mentality of soldiers coming to stop him and water coming to cover him, because even talking too much would be useless and would not solve the problem.
Wow.
An icy chill came from the indifferent middle-aged man in front of the building in front. With him as the center, it spread to all directions. There seemed to be an invisible wave in the air, causing ripples and sweeping towards him. on everyone.
Bone-piercing pain.
It's like not wearing any clothes in the cold winter. Not only does it feel chilly and tingling, but more importantly, there is a tight and heavy feeling of oppression around the body.
A slight snort and a glance.
Zhao Jiuge's eyes lit up. Although he felt a sense of oppression, he didn't feel it as strongly as others. Because he cultivated the Sanskrit Holy Body, this was the first time he saw the strength of those who were above the Foundation Establishment level except Prajna! Although the old man surnamed Yang had unfathomable cultivation, his aura was not directed at him, so he did not feel it.
The whole square suddenly became quiet, and even those young men with superior family backgrounds and high-minded, bohemian young men completely shut their mouths and did not dare to say more for fear of angering the middle-aged man in the middle. man.
"Shut up if you don't want to be disqualified. I only have a chance to say what I said without your refutation. I will only say it once. If you don't listen, I won't say it a second time. The following words about the trial of entry, you give me Listen carefully."
One of the middle-aged men shouted loudly, speaking concisely and clearly.
Also wearing a black robe, he has a strong body and dark skin. His face seems to be expressionless, and indeed he has an aura of calmness and self-reliance. His whole body is like a heavy sword, exuding a strong coldness, mixed with coldness. The most powerful thing is the sword energy, which makes people feel frightened just by looking at it.
"If you want to enter my Xuantian Sword Sect, it depends on whether you can get there yourself. After I take you there, you will have to pass two tests. It won't be too difficult, but not many can do it. Once you get there, You will naturally know."
No nonsense, this middle-aged man in black robe remains cold and majestic from beginning to end.
"Haha, what Coach Zhou said just now is right. Trials are nothing more than a test of perseverance and courage. If you can't do this, we won't talk about getting started or practicing. By the way, my surname is Li. You can call me Coach Li. , this person next to you is Coach Wang, if you are lucky enough to pass the test, the three of us will be responsible for teaching your outer disciples."
This Coach Li looks very friendly with a smile, and his long black beard makes people look very happy. Compared with the indifference of Coach Zhou, this Coach Li is much better. The three middle-aged coaches are all in high school. Wearing a black robe, there is also a small sword printed on the cuffs.
It turns out that Xuantian Sword Sect uses the color of their clothes to distinguish disciples from teachers. I wonder how the inner sect will not use it.
Looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, he sighed softly, and a hint of perseverance appeared in his eyes. No matter what, it could not stop me from moving forward. Thinking of the cold and noble figure in a plain gauze skirt, Zhao Jiuge's mouth was filled with tears. Sip tightly.
Xuantian Mountains, a certain peak.
Night falls. The cold air in the deep mountains was relatively heavy, coupled with the dark and unknown environment, more than a few hundred people turned their heads and looked around, their eyes full of curiosity and a little fear.
Zhao Jiuge also thought about the scene that had lingering fear in his heart just now. Fortunately, the old man surnamed Yang had sent him to the capital before, so he didn't turn pale with fear like others in the high altitude. Just a moment ago, I was still in the square, but then I was swept up by three middle-aged men and dozens of young disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect, and stepped onto the flying sword. It didn't take long to arrive at this place now.
The first time I was taken into the sky by the old man surnamed Yang, apart from the feeling of suspended heartbeats, there was only a feeling of panic. Now this time, I have the courage to let go after the experience, and I try hard to open my eyes, holding back my heartbeats. The feeling of coming out and looking at the surrounding scenery.
I saw the aura brought by dozens of flying swords around me and brought up a long rainbow in the sky, which was like the grace and beauty of silk. I felt the breeze whistling by, and the nervousness and fear in my heart was gradually overwhelmed by the excitement. I began to imagine how elegant and unrestrained it would look like when I reached the spiritual elixir realm and flew into the air.
Thinking of that scene in his mind, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised into a smile. When being carried flying in the air by the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect, when he no longer felt nervous, he turned to looking around curiously. Looking at the appearance of the other teenagers who were selected to participate in the trial with him, Zhao Jiuge suddenly felt I laughed inside.
Every one of them looked pale, or had a look of fear on their face, and they were all extremely embarrassed.
However, there are also many young men with extraordinary momentum like Bai Zimo Wang Baiwan, who stand with their hands on the flying sword. It seems that this is not the first time they have experienced this kind of flight. It can be understood at a glance whether a young man from a well-off family is different from someone of ordinary birth.
On the road just now, I not only observed everyone's facial expressions, but also saw the geographical location at this time. It was just a mountain range surrounded by countless mountains. Now that I have reached the spirit transformation realm, my eyesight is much stronger than before. The mountain forest below can be seen submerged in a layer of emerald green.
Like a vast green ocean, the towering trees, high and low, seem to be waves of the future, rising and falling.
Some mountain peaks are submerged by the cold mist generated under the night. The breeze blows, blowing these white cold mist, and you can vaguely see some exposed steep peaks. A feeling of half-covering your face with a pipa arises from your heart. .
Endless mountain peaks, this is only the outermost periphery. I really want to see how majestic the Xuantian Peak of Xuantian Sword Sect is. Surrounded by these mountains, how many elixirs, strange fruits, snakes, insects and beasts have been nurtured. Spiritual energy is everywhere. , streamers appear in the air, and even appear on every grass, tree and tree.
The spiritual energy here is much more abundant than outside. Before I practiced the Sanskrit Heart Sutra, I felt that the spiritual energy in my body was slowly growing. Although it was an extremely slow speed, the spiritual energy contained in it shocked Zhao Jiuge. No wonder those sects cultivated it in the holy land. The disciples who came out were different. They lost to others at the starting point. How could they go further on the path to immortality than others
At this moment beside the mountain peak.
There were more than a few hundred disciples, standing in dense rows in a straight line, while three black-robed instructors and dozens of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples stood erect in front of everyone.
Behind the instructor and disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect is the outside of the cliff. It is dark there. Even with the spiritual power of everyone who has not yet started, they cannot see the scenery in the distance at this time.
The cold wind in the mountains blew.
It stirred up the sleeves of the robes worn by everyone, not only bringing a biting cold air, but also an unknown sense of terror.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding…”
Suddenly there was an inexplicable sound, which startled everyone whose hearts were as tight as a string. Even the timid bodies bounced slightly. After all, teenagers, in this unknown place, There was some fear in the environment.
Hearing the sound, everyone discovered that there was an iron rope behind the cliff. It was originally hidden in the dark and invisible. At this time, it was blown by the wind and swayed, and everyone discovered it.
The chain was as thick as a fist, and it was made of unknown metal. It was dull, but gave people a sense of heaviness. In Zhao Jiuge's eyes, it is not like the iron used by mortals, but a metal containing spiritual power fluctuations, but he can't name it.
The cold wind kept blowing by, and the chain was also blown loudly.
When the wind blows, only the front part of the iron rope on the cliff can be seen shaking. As the distance gets farther, the rear iron rope gradually becomes invisible and is submerged in the dark night. While everyone is confused, a cold voice sounded.
"The first test is the quest for immortality."
The cold words were like the cold wind blowing from the mountain peaks late at night, chilling people's hearts without any sense of warmth at all.
"Those who can successfully pass through this chain can enter the second test. When all tests are passed, it will be the day you enter the Xuantian Sword Sect." Coach Zhou said with an expressionless face, pointing to the chain behind him.
"The chain is made of precious twilight iron. It was personally made by Xuan Tianzi, the founder of Xuantian Sword Sect. It is used for selecting new disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect. It has lasted for thousands of years. As for whether you can reach my Xuantian Sword Sect, Tianjianmen, it depends on your own destiny."
Before he finished speaking, dozens of flying swords were seen soaring into the sky, and the rolled-up auras were of various colors. The bright and gorgeous light they brought in this dark night was just like fireworks, which disappeared in an instant.
And this time, these flying swords did not fly with hundreds of people. On the mountain peak, cold wind blew, leaving hundreds of people looking at each other. You stared at me, I stared at you, looking at each other dumbfounded.