Tianjianmen is a holy place in the hearts of countless sword practitioners. In the eyes of many sword practitioners, Tianjianmen is even more attractive to them than the Chuwang Palace, which is recognized as the number one sect.
In the entire Zichen Continent, the only sects that can be compared with Tianjian Sect are Qiankun Valley in the Great Zhou Empire and Shengjian Sect in the Holy Empire. Shengjian Sect, like Tianjian Sect, is a sword sect, while Qiankun Valley is a knife sect. All three are super sects in Zichen Continent. When Chen Yu left, he wanted to go to the Great Zhou Empire to participate in the entrance examination of Qiankun Valley.
While many practitioners were excited, they discovered that this time, the Tianjian Sect's assessment had an additional restriction. To be eligible to participate in the sect entrance examination, one must be a practitioner with great sword skills. Just this one restriction alone eliminated 60% to 70% of sword practitioners under the age of 30.
In a huge palace in Chuwang Mountain.
The two old men were tasting the fine wine. The green wine in the glass gave off bursts of strange fragrance.
"You old fool, the wine you brew still tastes the same as it did decades ago." A barefoot, unkempt old man drank the wine in the glass and said in admiration.
"Old man Lei, if you drink like this, even the best wine will be wasted in your hands." Seeing the old man drinking the wine like a cow drinking water, the elegant old man beside him shook his head.
"You might as well just say you're stingy." The barefoot old man curled his lips, picked up the wine jug beside him, and shook it slightly, "It's gone so soon?"
As he spoke, he put the wine jug into his storage ring without leaving a trace, but how could he hide this scene from the elegant old man in front of him.
"Lei Yun, you old bastard, it's okay for you to drink. That jug of wine can at least pour seven or eight cups, but you actually took the jug away from me." The elegant old man was quite annoyed by the shameless behavior of the barefoot old man. He didn't know how he could become a life-and-death friend with such a person. Every time he came to his place, the barefoot old man had to eat and take things.
"You old immortal, you are too stingy. I just took a pot of wine from you. You know I have a new disciple who is suitable for my body-building technique. These things will be of great help to her. Just consider it a gift for the younger generation." Lei Yun said with a grin.
The elegant old man rolled his eyes at Lei Yun. The other party was using the younger generation as a shield, so what else could he, as a senior, say
"I really don't know where you found a practitioner who can inherit your body-refining technique." The elegant old man shook his head slightly. He knew very well that Lei Yun's body-refining technique was so peculiar that it required a special physique to practice.
"This is luck." Lei Yun laughed. He was very happy that his two disciples, one inherited his insights on cultivation and the other inherited his body-building techniques.
"Hmph~" The elegant old man snorted, and then took out a pot of wine and poured it for Lei Yun who was looking at him eagerly. However, this time, the elegant old man did not put the wine pot on the stone table. Obviously, he was also frightened by Lei Yun's shameless style, and was worried that Lei Yun would take the wine again.
"As for you, why don't you accept a disciple and pass on your skills?" This time Lei Yun just took a sip of the wine and looked at the elegant old man.
"You think I don't want to, but I just haven't found the right one." The elegant old man said helplessly.
He also wanted to find a younger generation who could inherit his legacy, but unfortunately, he had not found a suitable successor over the years.
"You just have too high requirements. If you just speak up, I don't know how many geniuses will be willing to become your disciple." Lei Yun couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.
"Among those practitioners who want to become my disciples, how many of them really want to follow my path?" The elegant old man shook his head slightly. If they didn't really want to follow his path and just wanted to use his identity to gain some convenience, the old man would naturally not easily accept them.
Hearing this, Lei Yun couldn't help but sigh.
"Don't talk about this anymore. It's you, the Tianjian Sect, who actually started recruiting disciples right after the Liuyun Sect assessment was over. Don't tell me it's just a coincidence." The elegant old man looked at Lei Yun and said lightly.
"What a coincidence." Lei Yun said seriously, "I originally planned to hold the entrance examination at the same time as Liuyun Sect, but Yunlan was injured during her trip to the Rock Mountain Range, so it took some time."
“Cough~ cough~”
Upon hearing Lei Yun's words, the elegant old man was choked by the wine. Lei Yun was actually planning to hold an entrance examination together with Liuyun Sect. If this really happened, who knows what kind of trouble would arise.
I am afraid that by then, all sword practitioners will choose Tianjianmen without hesitation.
"This generation of Liuyun Sect has King Wu in charge, so you'd better not get too angry, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with." The elegant old man frowned.
Lei Yun smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I know my limits. Yun Lan has added another rule. If you want to sign up, you need to have great sword skills."
The elegant old man couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard this. This rule was clearly not enough. Adding another restriction, isn't it telling others that your Tianjian Sect is recruiting geniuses? If those practitioners who don't even have the qualifications to register pass the entrance examination of other sects, what will others think
Others will only think that other sects have accepted practitioners that Tianjian Sect looks down upon!
"You really have two good disciples."
The elegant old man sighed.
"Of course." Lei Yun laughed and continued, "If you also want to accept a disciple, perhaps you can go to the sect entrance examination, or go to the county town, and maybe you can find a suitable successor."
"I'll consider it." The elegant old man nodded in agreement, which was rare.
It is difficult to find a suitable successor in the Palace of King Chu. You can look for one outside. The talent for cultivation required by his lineage does not necessarily have to be at the most genius level.
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On the day of registration for the Tianjian Sect assessment, Yang Qi arrived at the Tianjian Sect's base early. Compared with the Liuyun Sect's registration site, the Tianjian Sect's base seemed much quieter.
After all, Tianjianmen is a sect that specializes in swordsmanship, and the disciples they recruit are also practitioners who specialize in swordsmanship. All those who come to sign up are swordsmanship practitioners. In addition, Tianjianmen has added an extra condition, so there are even fewer practitioners who meet the requirements.
When he arrived at the registration office, Yang Qi signed up without waiting in line. The person in charge of the registration was Feng Kun, who had met Yang Qi once before.
"Name, cultivation level, bone age, and sword realm." Feng Kun glanced at Yang Qi and didn't say much. Liu Fei had already told him that Yang Qi was going to take part in the sect entrance examination.
"Yang Qi, early stage of three-star martial arts, bone age 27." Yang Qi reported his information, while testing on the test crystal column, and also released the breath of sword power. Cultivation and bone age are basic information, but the realm of swordsmanship is an important trump card of a cultivator and cannot be easily exposed. (To be continued)