As soon as Su Qingyi stepped up the steps, she felt the scene around her change. Being familiar with the formation, she immediately realized that she had entered an illusion.
Every sect has similar illusions, which imitate the existence of Xinmojie, dig out the deepest fear and beauty of people, so as to check the will of the disciples. A person with a firm will can abandon all the past and move forward, while a person with an unsteady will will indulge in illusions.
Su Qingyi hasn't seen the illusion for many years, and she couldn't help feeling a little curious in her heart. What is the most fearful and beautiful thing in her heart
The surrounding scenes rushed quickly, and the voice of the system sounded: "Host, host, congratulations, you have won a big gift bag!"
She was stunned, a little dazed: "What big gift bag?"
"You can know the truth for free!" The system's voice was filled with joy: "You don't need to assist the Son of Heaven, come on, let me tell you what happened in the past!"
As soon as the words fell, the surroundings were turned upside down. She suddenly appeared on that night twelve years ago, and then she saw herself dressed in red, with red eyes, approaching her parents step by step.
"No... Yan'er, wake up! We are your biological parents!"
However, the woman in red didn't pay any attention, as if she couldn't hear anything, her hands were full of blood, and she approached her elderly parents.
They have all been seriously injured by her. She knows that they have a magic weapon in their hands. As long as they use it, she will be completely destroyed. However, the elderly couple never thought about using that magic weapon. Instead, they called their daughter with difficulty. name, in an attempt to call her out of the illusion created by the demon.
"Ran Yan! Yan'er!"
However, the woman in red didn't react at all. Her hands were covered with blood, and golden charms emerged from her fingertips. She chanted scriptures in her mouth, and with a flick of the golden charms in her hands, the two elderly people were bound in an instant. , the golden charm is like a vine, entwining the two people quickly, as if absorbing their vitality. The two screamed out, drying up a little bit.
No…
let them go
Su Qingyi was flustered, looking at the blood on the ground, the woman in red turned her head, her bloody eyes were full of mocking smiles.
Su Qingyi was about to run wildly, but at the moment when she pulled her legs, she suddenly reacted and called out hastily: "System?"
"Host, what's the matter?"
Hearing the system's cold mechanical sound, Su Qingyi slowly calmed down: "System, why do you suddenly not need to assist the Son of Heaven?"
"Because the host has enough points."
"Why do I have enough points?"
However, before the system prompts, Su Qingyi has the answer herself, because this is what she wants...
She wants to earn enough points to find the truth, and she doesn't want to assist some shit son of heaven. However, what she was afraid of was the truth of that night. It was really her who killed them with her own hands.
After thinking this through, Su Qingyi closed her eyes, felt the steps under her feet, and walked forward. At that moment, she heard a familiar voice.
"Qing Yi."
It's Qin Zichen.
That one is a bit silly, he only wants to have a stable life, he has never said he likes her, but every time he comes to his aunt, he will quietly put sanitary napkins in her bag, and when he eats, he will scrape off the barbs on the bamboo chopsticks, so he can't find them. When he came to work, he said, "If you don't dislike the small dormitory of your unit, the poor food in the cafeteria, you can only eat cakes and seafood occasionally, and you can only buy clothes less than 500 yuan, and cosmetics less than 1,000 yuan, then I will support you." Qin Zichen.
If there was no heart-breaking betrayal, it would have been her happiest time.
But compared with the subsequent life and death betrayals, that emotional choice seemed insignificant. She suddenly began to miss him, so she stopped, and heard that familiar and distant voice, calling again and again: "Qing Yi."
After shouting three times, she took a deep breath and told herself that there were only three things, and she should have heard enough.
She clenched the sword in her hand and said hoarsely, "Zi Chen, I'm leaving."
After speaking, she strode up the steps. In an instant, the surrounding scene quickly turned into a lush green, and directly in front of her, a huge white stone formed a huge Nagato, with three large characters carved with a sword on it, Tianjianzong.
In front of the stone gate, there is a huge stone sword, surging sword intent gushes out from the boulder, forcing people almost to kneel down. However, Su Qingyi subconsciously stood up straight and met the sword intent.
Beside the water mirror, seeing this scene, everyone showed a surprised look. There was some appreciation in Lei Xuzi's eyes: "He didn't kneel down when he saw the ancestor's sword, he is a good seedling."
Qin Zichen opened his eyes, glanced at Su Qingyi in the mirror, and said calmly, "I advise you not to expect anything from her."
She just couldn't feel the sword intent, and regarded the sword intent as coercion...
However, it is remarkable that a monk in the foundation building period can resist the coercion of the ascended ancestor. On second thought, Qin Zichen actually came up with the idea that this guy might be a genius.
After Su Qingyi came up, some monks climbed up one after another. The first group of them climbed up were taken to the resting courtyard by the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, one by one. The courtyard was fully equipped with food and lodging included. Su Qingyi and the others waited for three days before being told that the first level was over.
Su Qingyi took a look at the bottom one. It was an old man in his seventies. She wanted to persuade him not to engage in activities for young people at such a young age, but the old man sighed: "I'm afraid Death, afraid of death!"
This reason was too sufficient, Su Qingyi thought about it, and took back all the words of persuasion.
After a day's rest, everyone was summoned by the Heavenly Sword Sect to their main peak.
Tianjianzong is composed of one mountain and seven peaks. The main peak is the Sword-seeking Peak managed by Qin Zichen. There are two main landmarks, the Sword-seeking Cliff for feeling the meaning of the sword, and the Sword-seeking Platform for competitions.
It can be seen from these two iconic locations that Asking Sword Peak is the peak with the purest sword intent, the fiercest sword wind, the heaviest killing intent, and the strongest combat attribute in the entire Tianjianzong, so it is also called Killing Sword Peak.
The second peak is supervised by Bai Fuchen, who majors in Junzijian, emphasizing restraint in the heart and the virtue of a gentleman.
The third peak, Lei Xuzi, is in charge, majoring in fast swords, emphasizing simplicity and unity, and fast is strong.
Ruan Huaran, the director of the fourth peak, majored in water swords, emphasizing the use of softness to overcome rigidity, the sword is beautiful, dance is the sword, and the sword enters the dance.
Feng Ning, the director of the fifth peak, majored in Xiaoyao Sword, emphasizing free and easy mind and free and easy sword.
The director of the sixth peak Xingyun, majoring in the sword of mountains and rivers, that is, using the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers as swords, and all things forming a sword.
The seventh peak is in charge of Danhui, majoring in alchemy and medicine, and is usually protected by the other six peaks.
There are seven peaks and seven sects, and the main mountain is actually the logistics force of the Tianjianzong. Qifeng is responsible for carrying forward the Tianjianzong and providing military protection, while the main mountain is responsible for supporting Qifeng. So in a sense, Song Xu, the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, is essentially a housekeeper. Yun Xuzi probably also saw this back then, and didn't even give Song Xu his Taoist name.
After everyone came to the Sword Asking Stage, they knew what Tianjianzong meant. The sword-asking platform is suspended on the edge of the cliff, about the size of a football field, next to it is a roaring waterfall, and below the platform is the river where the waterfall converges. A group of intruder disciples headed by Mo Yun, dressed in the iconic blue robe and white shirt of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and holding long swords, stood around the sword-questioning platform. step, walked to the entrance of the Sword Asking Stage, and said to everyone, "Everyone, I am Mo Yun, the head disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who is in charge of this new recruitment. The way you assess today is the same as in previous years, using the sword as a weapon. , came to the sword-questioning stage, and the ten people who stayed on the stage in the end are the disciples who passed the examination this year."
"Then what if there aren't ten of them?" Someone inside immediately raised their hand and asked, Mo Yun smiled slightly: "The Heavenly Sword Sect only accepts standing disciples."
"You are asking us to beat others to the bottom of the cliff, what if they die?!" Immediately, someone raised an objection, Mo Yun raised his finger and pointed to a circle of disciples standing beside him: "Our disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect I will try my best to ensure everyone's safety, but there are risks in a martial arts competition for a while, if you value life and death too much, it is better to leave as soon as possible. A sword cultivator is not suitable for cowards."
So the Sword Cultivator specially produces outlaws...
Su Qingyi complained silently.
Finally, no one had any more questions, Mo Yun stepped aside, made a "please" gesture, and said seriously: "Please come in."
Everyone looked around, and Su Qingyi stepped onto the Sword Asking Stage without hesitation. With her taking the lead, everyone followed in. After everyone stood in the center of the Sword Asking Stage, Mo Yun stood at the entrance, Surrounded the Sword Asking Platform with other disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and shouted: "Start!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of sword light stabbed towards Su Qingyi!
Everyone started their moves almost at the same time, and the sword-questioning stage became chaotic in an instant.
Su Qingyi's battle experience is almost countless times richer than this group of people. She is a talisman cultivator who has been fighting and killing all the way, not to mention the time when she was almost hunted down by the entire cultivation world. Her combat experience is better than that of a normal monk. There were too many, and in the face of these disorderly fights, she didn't even have the desire to draw a sword, so she just overturned people!
Every time a person was overthrown, a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect jumped down immediately, and Yu Jian grabbed the opponent and dragged him back to the flat ground.
There were fewer and fewer people on the sword-questioning stage, and finally, including Su Qingyi, there were only eighteen Foundation Establishment stage monks left on it. The others had long noticed Su Qingyi's fierce fighting power, so they exchanged glances, and simply surrounded her, planning to kill her first with seventeen people, so as not to cause her to overwhelm everyone one by one.
Su Qingyi looked at the seventeen monks, and finally decided to draw his sword.
There are runes painted on her sword with blood, and the deceleration astrolabe she temporarily painted with blood on the corner of her clothes last night. She first threw out a deceleration astrolabe with her spiritual energy and stepped on it, then pointed at everyone , raised his chin, and said rather arrogantly: "You guys, go together?"