The gate of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion is closed all the year round.
Within a year, it will only be activated once at the beginning of the assessment.
Today is not a formal assessment, only registration and testing, and Xinyan can only bring a few people in through the side door.
The bustling young leaders came from all counties of the Daqin Empire, and there were a few long queues that stretched as far as the eye could see.
"so many people… "
"The attraction of High Heaven Sword Pavilion is really unusual."
"I'm afraid there must be tens of thousands of people to say less. This is only today. The registration period is said to have lasted for several days."
Many young people were a little surprised to see such a battle.
Lin Yun was not surprised, the threshold for reaching the four innate orifices before the age of seventeen was not too high.
But if you look at the Great Qin Empire, with more than 100 counties and a vast population, the scene in front of you seems normal.
There is a long queue, and I don't know when it will be lined up, but these teenagers don't dare to be presumptuous.
Many eyes fell on Lin Yun and his party, all showing envious expressions.
"Who are they, and they don't have to line up?"
"It's the seed quota. It is said that High Heaven Sword Pavilion has seed quotas in every county. In addition, before the start of the assessment, those good seedlings will be cut off outside Qintian County in advance, so that other sects will not take them away."
"What privilege?"
"There are not many privileges. The biggest advantage is to be strong with the big people of the sect in advance. You also know that before you enter the sect, you can find a backer, and the benefit is not much."
"What if you offend someone?"
"Hehe, that would be miserable. After entering the sect, chopping wood, carrying water, and throwing dung, a bunch of shit can make you want to die."
When several teenagers heard these discussions, their brows were a little nervous.
Xinyan smiled faintly in front of her and said, "Don't raise your tail, the seed quota is just a quota, but there is no guarantee that you will be able to enter the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, just to save you some trouble."
"Hee hee, senior sister, don't worry, Wuyou will definitely not embarrass you. This High Heaven Sword Pavilion, I've decided."
Li Wuyou's words made Xinyan smile and giggled.
Several people were carefully selected and cut in advance by her in the Mobei wasteland.
If she can't enter the sect, it will really hurt her face.
Don't look at her casually, she actually cares.
Suddenly there was an angry shout from the front: "I can't even hold the sword, what do you do at the High Heaven Sword Pavilion? I don't care how talented you are, if you can't hold it steady after a blow from me, get out of here, Ling Xiaojiange doesn't accept waste. Get out of here now, so as not to lose face of my High Heavenly Sword Pavilion."
"Next!"
"How did you cultivate? Ling Yuan is so loose. Your cultivation is a wild way. You have an unstable foundation, and there is no future in the future. Let's go."
"Next."
"Your bone is a little too bad, you are only the second rank of spiritual body, let's go."
"Next."
"The talent of the root bone is not bad, but this martial arts is not suitable for kendo practice. If you sign up for another sect, Mo Lai Lingxiao sword pavilion will delay your future."
"That's right, after taking a blow from me, the sword's strength can still be preserved by 90%. Hehe, the boy will report this in three days."
In a great highness, a middle-aged man, holding a wooden sword, tested the applicants who were queuing for the assessment.
The stern tone and demanding requirements that he heard made Lin Yun secretly startled.
The second-grade spiritual body has been eliminated
Lin Yun was thoughtful in his heart, his roots were not tested, but it would definitely not be much better.
Without the exquisite Qiqiao Pill left by Su Ziyao, it would not even be possible to break through the acquired realm.
After all the calculations, his root bone is also a top mortal body.
If you can't pass the standard of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, you can't pass the threshold of Xuantian Sect either.
Qin Tian Academy was the only one who could accept him.
In that place, regardless of background or talent, as long as you pass the test, you can join.
"Elder Luo Feng, these are some seedlings I picked in the Mobei Wasteland. Take a look at them."
Just thinking about something, Xinyan brought the six teenagers and went straight to the platform in front of the main hall.
There was a black-haired old man sitting there, wearing a purple robe, and his sword was as heavy as a mountain, giving people an unfathomable feeling.
Around him, there are some elders of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, all of them are terrifying without exception.
Luo Feng looked over, and several people suddenly felt like they were pierced by a long sword.
His vision first fell on Li Wuyou, he nodded and said with a smile: "This little baby is not bad... Hey, such a strong half-step sword intent, almost forming a complete sword intent."
Suddenly, the old man's eyes lit up, and his eyes fell on Lin Yun.
Xinyan smiled and said, "Elder Luo Feng, this is Lin Yun. Not only does he have a high understanding of kendo, but he has also trained the Thunder Flame Fighting Body."
Luo Feng looked around and asked the other elders, "Everyone, what do you think?"
"Yes, these people can give seed places."
"Xinyan's vision, it is indeed possible."
At this moment, another group of people came over, followed by several teenagers behind him.
The leader has sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome appearance, extraordinary temperament, about ten ** years old, sharp-edged like a sword, dignified and vigorous, giving people an unfathomable feeling.
He is also a powerhouse in the Xuanwu realm!
Lin Yun was slightly startled, the Xuanwu realm was so common in the four detached sects.
Seeing this person, Xinyan's expression changed slightly, and she said lightly, "Senior Brother Wang Yan."
"Hehe, this is the person that Junior Sister Xinyan is looking for? There are a bunch of crooked melons and cracked dates, and there is not even a leader in the Xuanwu realm. I just said that the seed quota is only for those from the aristocratic clan, why waste it on other irrelevant things. on people."
The visitor looked arrogant, and did not show any affection to Xinyan, and criticized Lin Yun and the others as worthless.
Lin Yun looked over and saw that the six or seven teenagers behind him were at least in the realm of innate seven orifices.
One of them even reached the terrifying Xuanwu realm, which is very surprising.
But this was not what surprised Lin Yun.
What really surprised him was that there was a person standing beside Wang Yan.
It is impressive that he has a deep grudge against him, Wang Ning of the Wang clan!
In Qingyunzong, the other party forged a son with him, and the grievances in the Qingyang world further deepened.
Unexpectedly, when he came to this imperial capital, Bai Lixuan did not meet him, but he met Wang Ning first.
We haven't seen each other for two months, but the other party's cultivation base has become deeper and deeper.
As soon as Lin Yun raised his head, this look happened to meet the other side.
At the moment, I couldn't help but smile.
Wang Ning was stunned when he saw Lin Yun, and his eyes were full of shock. Like a ghost, I doubt myself, is it wrong.
But Qingyunzong wanted to kill Lin Yun, he was too familiar with this face.
"You sword slave, you are not dead!"
When he came back to his senses, Wang Ning couldn't help showing a wicked smile. Lin Yun dared to come to the High Heaven Sword Pavilion to sign up.
Wang Ning suddenly spoke up, and both Zai Xinyan and the elders of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion who were present seemed a little stunned.
"what happened?"
Wang Yan frowned slightly and said, this place is not as good as Wang Ning's words.
"Brother, he is Lin Yun, and he is the one who injured Uncle Bo in the Qingyang Realm. This guy is a waste, and his roots are notoriously bad in the Qingyun Sect. Can this kind of person be given a seed spot?" Wang Ning Quickly explain the whole story, one by one.
"Is it Lin Yun?"
Wang Yan sounded something, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Are you sure his root bone is a waste body?"
"It's absolutely true. Back then, the Qingyun Sect didn't want him anymore. He was a sword slave for two years before he stayed."
Wang Yan suddenly burst into laughter: "Junior Sister Xinyan, you really dare to bring anyone, and you almost made a big joke."
Below the platform, there was a long queue, and there was an uproar.
"Sword slave?"
"Sword slaves can also get the seed quota, are we still inferior to sword slaves!"
"This Rising Cloud Sword Pavilion is too bullying."
"The four detached sects have never heard of such absurd things."
Obviously, for them, there is something unbalanced in their hearts.