"Sister Xue, can you tell King Ding Zhan that we want to become our disciple?"
Xie Zhuoran, the third son of the Xie family, begged Xue Ningshang, while the other two princes of the Xie family also had pleading looks in their eyes.
In this regard, Xue Ningshang was helpless, and Ding Xiaoyi had already explained it to him.
"Miss Gu, can you tell me what happened when King Ding Zhan was in the Killing City?"
Seeing that Xue Ningshang was speechless, the three heirs of the Xie family began to establish relations with the ancient elf.
The ancient elf enjoyed this kind of treatment. She talked endlessly about Ding Xiaoyi's experience when he challenged the King of Hundred Battles.
The three princes of the Xie family wanted to get into the carriage driven by Ding Xiaoyi.
If it weren't for Xue Ningshang's glare and rejection, they would have climbed onto the carriage.
The three brothers abandoned the Xie family's carriage and surrounded the carriage on foot.
The Xie family's groom had no choice but to return the carriage to the imperial capital, and the three brothers followed him all the way.
Fortunately, the carriage is not very fast.
Ding Xiaoyi heard the three brothers’ admiration for him gushing, and his ears almost became calluses.
The powerful young men who were galloping on horseback had already rushed towards Fanyin Mountain like rats, and the fear of Ding Xiaoyi had already been engraved in their bones.
Although the voice of the ancient elf is not loud,
But the advantage was that her ups and downs tone was ever-changing and sweet, and the three sons of the Xie family listened with great interest.
Xue Ningshang didn't even add a word.
The ancient elf repeated Ding Xiaoyi's glorious deeds again, and even the pretty little girl was fascinated by it.
"Wow, big brother is so powerful, I must be so powerful too."
The little girl couldn't help but burst into cheers when she heard the wonderful part, and the admiration in her eyes was undisguised.
The only soul clan member, Ye Qingqing, was silent and seemed to have no interest in such fighting.
Two or three hours later, the carriage finally appeared at the foot of Fanyin Mountain.
Looking up,
I saw mountains and mountains, lingering mist,
The mountains and rivers are full of beautiful bells and lings, and the sword peaks tower into the nine heavens.
Several mountain peaks like giant swords reach into the sky, and you can feel the sharp sword intent at the foot of Fanyin Mountain.
A winding mountain path extends towards the lush green peaks, and bursts of mist diffuse from between the peaks.
The sword intent soaring into the sky shrouded the sky like a blanket,
Before people entered the mountain, they felt the majestic sword intent coming from the Fanyin Mountain.
"Fanyin Mountain"
There is a stone tablet at the entrance at the foot of the mountain.
The stone tablet is about one foot high, and three vigorous and powerful characters are carved on it like iron pens and silver hooks.
The stone tablet had been eroded by wind and rain for a long time and was already mottled.
The stone tablet was covered with unknown dead vines.
Outside the stone monument is the rugged mountain road into the mountain. The mountain road is busy with traffic and the mountain road is narrow, making the carriages move slowly.
From time to time, disciples of the Sword Pavilion would come from afar on the sacred rainbow.
They could only fly at low altitude, but the divine rainbow under their feet was a flying sword.
Seeing the Jiange disciples flying low from the crowd, everyone's eyes showed envy.
The disciples of the Sword Pavilion stepped on the divine rainbow just like the swordsman wielding the sword,
Their clothes were fluttering and they were full of energy, and every disciple had an extraordinary handsome face. They really looked like a dragon among men.
"Are they sword immortals?" Gu Xiaotian looked excitedly at the group of sword pavilion disciples whizzing down, and then asked Xue Ningshang involuntarily.
The rugged trail into the mountain was already seriously blocked, and Jiange disciples went down early to direct traffic.
The carriages wriggled forward at a turtle speed.
"They are not sword immortals, they just practiced the Flying Sword Technique of the Sword Pavilion.
. "Xue Ningshang explained to Gu Xiaotian.
"Oh, they are not swordsmen. Are they more powerful? Or is it the big My brother is great."
Upon hearing Xue Ningshang's explanation, Gu Xiaotian felt a little disappointed, and she couldn't help but ask curiously.
"I think Mr. Ding is so powerful. The Flying Sword Technique of Jiange is just a sword technique that is not useful."
The ancient elf seemed to have some understanding of the swordsmanship of Jiange, and she explained to Gu Xiaotian unceremoniously.
"Big brother is still the best, I think so too." After Gu Xiaotian listened, she couldn't help but said seriously.
When the three sons of the Xie family saw the disciples of Jiange flying towards them on the divine rainbow, the envy in their eyes was undisguised.
Naturally, they also dreamed of joining the Jiange, and then flying freely on the divine rainbow. How high-spirited this was.
But dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.
The third son of the Xie family is famous for being a loser.
I don't know why their cultivation talents are so miserable. They only reached the third-level martial arts realm and then stagnated.
Naturally, Jiange will not accept such waste materials. Every time Jiange recruits disciples, they are talented young men with outstanding talents, and the reputation of the three sons of Xie family as waste materials has already spread throughout the imperial capital.
"But we have long passed the best period of cultivation. Even being a handyman disciple is impossible." Xie Zhuoran said with some disappointment.
Hearing Xie Zhuoran's disappointed words, Xie Lingran and Xie Qingran's expressions darkened slightly.
Naturally, they knew that joining Jiange was only a luxury.
"Who said you can't join the Sword Pavilion? The most important thing in sword cultivation is to have an indomitable sword heart. What you cultivate is your heart, not your realm."
When Ding Xiaoyi heard the three brothers' decadent words, he couldn't help but give a lesson.
After re-establishing the confidence of these three brothers, why did they become discouraged again.
The carriage drove slowly toward the mountains,
Several divine rainbows landed next to Ding Xiaoyi's carriage, and several handsome and extraordinary disciples stopped Ding Xiaoyi's carriage.
[In view of the general environment,
"There is a sword washing pool ahead. You are not allowed to bring weapons into the sword pavilion. I hope you will cooperate."
A disciple of Jiange said to Ding Xiaoyi and others in a friendly manner.
"Sword washing pool?" Ding Xiaoyi was stunned.
Indeed, he had never heard of a sword-washing pool.
He also had to take off his weapons in the sword washing pool, which he couldn't understand.
Xue Ningshang in the carriage was also slightly startled. As a disciple of Jiange, she seemed to have never heard of this rule.
"Which peak are you disciples from?"
The few Jiange disciples didn't seem to know Xue Ningshang. They replied with pride and pride on their faces: "We are disciples of Qingmang Peak. What instructions does this girl have?"
After hearing the proud answers of these Jiange disciples, Xue Ningshang couldn't help but frown.
Qingmang Peak focuses on practicing flying swords, and they refine the flying swords into their own natal swords.
Most of the sword pavilion disciples nearby who are using divine light flying swords should be from Qingmang Peak. They There seems to be a bit of disdain in their eyes. color.
Ding Xiaoyi also looked serious,
His hearing was very good, and he naturally heard the conversations between other Jiange disciples and the dignitaries who went to Jiange.
But he didn't hear anything about the Sword Washing Pond from the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, nor did he hear anything about the need to take off weapons when reaching the Sword Washing Pond.
"Brothers, why do we have to take off our weapons when we get to the sword washing pool? Do other people have to do the same?"
Xue Ningshang couldn't help but frown and asked those distinguished disciples of Jiange. She also had not heard of such a rule.
As a disciple of Jiange, she has never heard of this.
Such regulations.
"This is our rule. You can't enter the mountain or the sword pavilion without disarming your weapons."
The Jiange disciple with the divine rainbow on his feet said to Xue Ningshang extremely arrogantly, while the other Jiange disciples surrounding the carriage had a hint of ridicule and disdain in their eyes.
Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved, and he saw some clues in the other party's eyes.
"Forget it, Miss Xue, let's just take off our weapons when we get to the sword washing pool." Ding Xiaoyi just said to Xue Ningshang calmly,
The latter was stunned. But she recovered quickly, and Ding Xiaoyi had his own plans.
"Why don't they take off their weapons in the Sword Washing Pool, but we do?"
An innocent voice sounded, and Gu Xiaotian looked at these Jiange disciples without fear.
"These are the rules of Jiange. If you don't abide by them, you can leave now." The disciple of Jiange scolded impatiently,
Gu Xiaotian's childlike words made the Jiange disciple a little angry. His angry actions did not look like a swordsman with outstanding swordsmanship.
"You bully others. Others don't have to disarm, but we do. Are you bullying us?"
Gu Xiaotian didn't care about the sword pavilion, she just said what she thought.
After hearing Gu Xiaotian's childlike words, the faces of these Jiange disciples changed slightly...
