Immortal Soaring Blade

Chapter 59: Zongmen Wonderland

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That graceful and sexy figure undoubtedly attracts everyone's attention. A beautiful woman, especially a powerful beauty, can stimulate the desire to conquer in men's hearts, so at this moment, most men are thinking about it. Strange emotions.

When the enchanting girl broke through to the 800th level, she couldn't help but sweat. She didn't look so relaxed anymore. The movements of her two white and tender arms had become stiff.

But no matter what, this girl is undoubtedly the first among this group of disciples, and even proud people like Bai Zimo and Mu Zijun have to admit the strength of this woman even if they are disdainful on the surface.

With a chuckle, Xuantian Shura seemed to be very happy at this time. His cold and dull face was inconsistent with his usual expression. Even because he was in a good mood, the frequency of stroking his long beard with his right hand became faster.

"Let's go. This girl can't possibly climb all the stairs. Just wait for the disciples to enter the inner door in three years. But Wu Tianshan, you have to practice hard. Don't be surpassed by others. Then you will lose your master." It’s my face, haha.”

Wu Tianshan looked embarrassed, with a look of helplessness on his lips. He scratched his long hair helplessly, then pretended to be relaxed, and chuckled with a relaxed expression.

"Hey, Uncle Master, you and my master have been practicing together for hundreds of years. Why do you still have no successors even though my master has accepted several disciples? Because your smile now looks much better than your usual straight face, haha. "

"You brat. I think you've been itchy lately. How about we practice." Xuantian Shura suddenly became angry and cursed.

"Uncle Master, I'm leaving first and going back to practice." When he finished saying the last word, Wu Tianshan had already rolled up a yellow sword light, like silk with a little light curtain, and flashed away, and several The breath gradually disappeared.

After Wu Tianshan left, Xuantian Shura's originally smiling expression gradually became lonely. After years of loneliness, he didn't want to be like this, but there was always a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over.

He sighed softly and looked back at this group of disciples. Then without blinking, the space around him rippled, like hot water boiling. Xuantian Shura disappeared in an instant. At this time, Xuantian Shura was the only one left. This year’s group of disciples are the ones who feel gratified.

On the Qitian Road, when the last bit of spiritual power of the enchanting girl disappeared, that was when she stopped. Until this moment, the trial was completely over. Everyone had different feelings in their hearts. When the enchanting girl could no longer move, , Coach Zhou controlled the flying sword, circled, and came to the top of everyone's heads, and at the same time, a loud voice also spread.

"This trial is over. The last eighty-six people have passed. All those below the 300th level have been eliminated. Congratulations to the remaining ones on officially becoming members of Xuantian Sword Sect. From now on, Xuantian Sword Sect will be your home. , the purpose of our Xuantian Sword Sect is not to bully the weak with strength, but when others bully you, the entire sect will be your backing."

The faint smile on Coach Zhou's face expressed his affirmation for this group of disciples. For a person like him who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, seeing that the quality of the disciples this time is much better than the previous two times, he feels the same in his heart. So happy.

The words were full of passion and blood, which made Zhao Jiuge, who had been wandering around outside, feel a strong sense of belonging after the automatic old man left. At this moment, he was proud of this sect, and at this moment he also decided to bloom his own for this sect. The residual heat of light.

But for those who had not passed through dozens of figures, there was no blood at all, but a chill as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

The faces of those who could not accept this fact were dull, and their lips opened and closed slightly, full of a sense of helplessness.

And those radical teenagers were already blushing and shouting, just because they were unwilling to do so. They knew that if they missed this opportunity, they would have to wait until ten years later, and they would have already missed the next ten years. The selection conditions for entry made it difficult for these young people who had experienced the wonders of cultivation and the pleasure brought by strength to accept this fact.

"Hmph, why is there such a strict selection requirement for a sect? Yuehua Academy doesn't even have that many conditions."

"I don't want to stay here, I can stay with you freely. I don't believe there is no place to accept me!"

"Coach Zhou, can you be accommodating, even if you are just an outer disciple?"

For a moment, the atmosphere, anger, or begging sounds came. Looking at the expressions on the faces of the eliminated disciples, Zhao Jiuge felt a little touched in his heart. If he hadn't happened to encounter the inheritance left by Ye Wuyou, he might have Like them, the scene when facing elimination will be like this.

He laughed at himself, more likely, it wasn't Ye Wuyou, he couldn't even reach this road, he had already escaped to the mountains, or he was still living in exile, let alone knowing Susu.

snort.

An angry snort came out of Coach Zhou's nose, and all the disciples couldn't help but shudder, and their temperatures seemed to drop a little.

"Whoever dares to insult the Xuantian Sword Sect, no matter who you are, don't ever think about coming down this mountain again." Every word in the voice was filled with sword intent, full of murderous intent, and struck those young men who made rude remarks.

Then Coach Zhou waved his sleeves and did not continue to speak, but returned to his cold expression. After Coach Zhou moved, the dozens of disciples behind him rolled up the dozens of figures in just a few breaths. Rolling up the flying sword, without any nonsense, the wind blew, and took the eliminated disciples down the mountain. Perhaps this was their last time in the Xuantian Mountains.

Staring at those people leaving with a cold expression, Coach Zhou turned around and looked at the remaining eighty figures with a serious look on his face.

"From now on, no matter what your family background is or where you were born, when you enter my Xuantian Sword Sect, you must abide by the rules of Xuantian Sword Sect. When you go to the top of the mountain, you will receive clothes, a disciple's handbook and an assigned room. , I only give you a moment to burn incense, and then all come out to gather and tell you about my Xuantian Sword Sect."

Xuantian Peak.

It is not just one mountain peak, but a group of connected peaks. The three veins of Xuantian Sword Sect divide thousands of peaks in Xuantian Mountain Range respectively, and the disciples who have just started can only move on those two or three peaks, and they are only the outer sect. He is just a disciple, let alone going to those forbidden areas of Xuantian Sword Sect.

At this time the top of the mountain.

Zhao Jiuge was looking around in shock. This scene completely shocked Zhao Jiuge. He originally thought that the day he entered the building and the day after tomorrow when he entered the mountain, Zhao Jiuge always thought that the Xuantian Sword Gate would be like this, until this time he was wrong.

The top of the mountain is naturally very high, and there are white clouds floating all around. At this moment, the white cotton-like clouds are appearing around the feet, and in the sight, such mountain tops are connected one after another, and there are actually hundreds of them at a glance. many.

But that's not all, because there are not only strange-shaped plants on each mountain peak, but also extraordinary and imposing buildings. Some of the tops of the mountains are stacked with quaint* buildings. Among them, a mountain peak in the distance stands out like a flock of chickens. Particularly tall and majestic.

Each peak is connected by a chain similar to the previous trial. Above the white sea of clouds on the top of the mountain, only the top of the mountain is exposed, like floating islands, and they are connected together. How spectacular.

At this time, the sun was already shining in the distance, and the falling golden sunlight gave this fairyland a layer of gold and sparkling light.

The sea of clouds like tigers and dragons, as well as the simple and majestic buildings, constitute this majestic and extraordinary atmosphere. The mountains floating in the sky are full of rich aura everywhere.

Zhao Jiuge was shocked. Is this the fairyland? Why is it so beautiful? Everything is so full of dreamlike colors.

Looking at everything around him, not only Zhao Jiuge but also everyone who went up the mountain became drunk.

A gust of mountain wind blew away the floating sea of clouds, blowing the dense trees and flowers, and also woke up the intoxicated Zhao Jiuge. At this time, he found a huge irregular stone next to him, with mottled and simple four-dimensional texture on it. A big character, Xuantian Sword Sect.

The four characters seemed to have been scratched by a sword, full of vicissitudes of life, as if witnessing the ups and downs of Xuantian Sword Sect and the changes in the mulberry field.

This is the foundation of a sect and a holy place. Even if it has fallen to the bottom now, people still dare not underestimate it. The founder of the Xuantian Sword Sect, the old man Xuantian, rose to the top in one fell swoop, and then occupied this place with abundant spiritual power and beautiful environment. . These four characters were carved by the sword spirit of the old man Xuantian at that time.

These thousands of peaks may seem ordinary, but they are arranged in a large formation. Each peak is combined, so that Xuantian Sword Sect can continue to pass on even when it declines. This is all after Old Man Xuantian ascended. Leave it to the sect you created.

As for the buildings and strange plants on each mountain peak, as well as the animals and plants in the surrounding mountains, they were all created through the construction of subsequent generations of disciples and thousands of years of reproduction.

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge understood why the woman in pink palace clothes and Prajna looked at him like ants that night in the cold water pool. They must have come from a famous family with their temperament.

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge also strengthened his determination to practice well in Xuantian Sword Sect. When he becomes strong, that is when he wants to meet Prajna. At that time, he will use his own strength to regain his self-esteem. Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Jiuge knew that he was one step closer to that day.

The misty and vast scenery is still in my heart, and I can't calm down for a long time. At the same time, what makes me unable to calm down is that figure.

The loud shout of a blue sword-robed disciple woke up these teenagers who were immersed in the environment.

“Come and line up to register and get your stuff!”

I saw a slender young man with a horse face, shouting a little lazily. For this young man who came to the Xuantian Swords more than ten years ago, he has always stayed in the outer gate and has not entered the inner gate to study advanced. He has no fighting spirit despite his swordsmanship, and can only be a monk for a day and beat the clock for a day.

Thinking about it, when he first came to the Xuantian Swordsmen, he was similar to these disciples who had just started. It was just that time could change everything, eroding his firm heart, and letting his goals and dreams fly away.

Seeing the fiery and excited eyes of these young people who were starting today, the horse-faced young man just smiled faintly and turned around to lead them away. He was used to seeing this kind of scene, and he didn't even bother to say any extra words.