Snowy night, cold mountains, ancient roads are difficult.
When Bai Lian came to the third level, he looked at the towering pines standing tall in front of the building, with thick leaves and thick Song snow blowing in the night wind.
Under the tree, a man who is a painter is sitting on the snow and stone, lighting a cup of cold tea in front of his feet, holding a piece of boxwood upright between his knees, and a picture of birds in the clouds and smoke is painted on the smooth wooden surface.
The man held a rough drawing knife in his hand and was carving it carefully.
Bai Lian was the last one to climb the mountain. At this time, there were no other participants in the third level.
The painter man put down his pen for a moment, and suddenly a drop of bright red paint fell from the sharp pen.
The paint is like blood, and as he touches the eyes of the birds in the painting, the carved portraits in the wood suddenly appear majestic, the wind and snow dance between the sky and the earth, and in the dim moonlight, the ancient palace on Hanshan Mountain in the distance suddenly becomes blurry and invisible.
The sky and the earth also moved away, chaotic clouds flew across, and the cold wind blew, the birds in the painting flew out from the tip of his brush, and the gloomy air surged everywhere.
The wood painting in the man's hand also completely changed the scenery. The clouds, mist and smoke filled with green light and formed characters on their own, turning into countless funeral inscriptions that were difficult for mortals to understand.
Bailian stopped and looked at the underworld bird swooping towards him calmly, then struck out with a punch!
The dark wind and snow lingering between the wings of the underworld bird were torn apart in an instant. Then, the body of the bird drawn by the talisman's spirit suddenly opened, and the spirit touched Bai Lian's fist, like cold water dripping onto it. On top of red-hot steel.
With a squeaking sound, the smoke suddenly dispersed.
The man carrying the boxwood had stood up at some point. He looked at Balian up and down:
"You just used your fists, but you struck out with a domineering sword intent, but you didn't see a trace of spiritual power. Even for a while, I couldn't understand what kind of cultivation you had."
"Please give me some advice, sir." Bailian knew that the fourth test was naturally not that easy. The man in front of him was clearly a sword cultivator, but he could use talismans to enter the Tao, and that wood could become a ghost.
The boxwood has the power to attract ghosts, but don’t forget, this is the Tianxi Sword Sect, the land of the Immortal Sect, the head of the three sects of Heaven. Which big ghost would dare to cause trouble here?
The ghost in the painting just now was clearly fabricated by this person out of thin air.
He said that he couldn't understand Bailian's method, and it's not like Bailian couldn't understand his method.
The man shook his head, bent down and pulled out a lantern from the snow.
The lantern ignited without fire, and the lamp shone brightly, illuminating the path to the secluded place.
He said: "Would you like to go up the mountain with me?"
Balian was surprised: "Does this count as passing the test?"
The man smiled and said, "I am Qu Hexing."
Balian was stunned again.
Quhe Xing, the eighth chaotic talisman sword of Tianxi, is one of the world-famous legendary figures. Although he ranks eighth among the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, his talent in managing the world is not weaker than that of the first sword.
There is no other reason. Quhe Xing is an outlier among the Tianxi, and also an outlier among the thousands of monks in the world.
He used ordinary qualifications to create a legendary career.
Bai Lian was not the first person to carry the Hundred Ghosts' Heavenly Seal on his waist, Qu Hexing was.
Speaking of which, the fate of the two mountain climbers is uncannily similar. Quhe Star, he is the one-in-a-million undead root.
It's also what the outer disciple said...trash.
The Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, One Sword Junhe determines the world with the body of a square gentleman, and the Eight Swords Quhexing really creates miracles out of the ordinary.
It is the hope that thousands of mortals aspire to.
Only then did Balian understand the reason for the inexplicable kindness behind his calm appearance.
Because his climbing path tonight is the same path he has walked before.
Balian's original intention was to search for his past life through mountain climbing, and he was not interested in becoming a disciple of the Tianxi Sword Sect.
Since there is a shortcut, he is naturally happy and relaxed.
The two of them were walking along the mountain road one after another. Balian suddenly thought of something and asked: "Since sir, it's a random talisman sword, then that girl at the bottom of the mountain..."
Qu Hexing said: "Feng Yi Jian Shen Zhan, she is the eleventh junior sister."
So it turned out that Bailian Ben was still wondering which disciple dared to give and accept bribes so openly.
Qu Hexing doesn't talk much, but he is a good old man who answers all questions. As long as it doesn't involve the secrets of Tianxi, he will basically answer Bailian's questions patiently.
He took Bailian to take a real shortcut, leading directly to Tianshan Mountain, and he ignored the rules.
"I heard that Tianxi's selection of disciples this time is to select a new Yuanli Sword?"
"good."
"But as far as I know, Thirteen Swords Jinsheng did not break his sword and fall."
"But the sect leader knows that he will never be able to pull out the Yuan Sword again. The Thirteen Swords of Tianxi are the fundamental pillars supporting Tianjian Mountain. If Junior Brother Jinsheng is unable to shoulder this important task, he will have no choice but to abdicate in favor of others."
"I heard that the sword master cherished the Thirteen Sword Jinsheng the most in the past and intended to train him as his successor."
Qu Hexing used the lantern in his hand to peel away the weeds in the path, and said: "Junior brother Jinsheng is the youngest and most energetic among the Thirteen Swordsmen. He has a frivolous spirit that the sect master likes, so even if the sect master doesn't tell us, we But everyone can see that the sect leader is determined to entrust him with the important task of Tianxi."
Just because the expectations are the greatest, the disappointment is even greater.
Balian couldn't understand: "But the sword master has his own child."
Qu Hexing suddenly stopped and looked back at Bailian: "Don't say this in Tianxi again. This is for your own good."
"Why?"
Qu Hexing said in a deep tone: "Because the sect leader doesn't like Zhongyou."
If you don’t like Zhongyou, why not marry Empress Zhongyou…
"Thanks for the warning." Bailian's face remained calm, but his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
The path that Quhexing took him on was not long, and it felt like climbing to the sky in one step. In just one stick of incense, Bailian experienced the eternal artistic conception of seeing all the small mountains on this ancient mountain with thousands of beautiful rocks.
Arriving at the top of the mountain, Bailian raised his eyes and saw a verandah with double eaves. The cloud pavilion towered into the sky. The mountain gate was on Donggao. Looking around, he looked at the snow-capped mountains and bamboo streams. The clouds were rising and falling. This palace and the Buddhist temple are majestic and majestic.
The crescent moon is half-curved, and the mountains are covered with cold snow. There is a cold pool in front of the palace, and a broken monument serves as a table. A dozen figures gather around the monument, holding snow tea in their hands, sitting or standing, each with different expressions.
And at the foot of the mountain, the bribed girl that Balian met was also among them.
After counting carefully, there were exactly ten people.
Behind those ten people, there is the Heavenly Temple where the Tianxi Sword Sect worships the true god. And around the waists of those ten people, there are sect jade.
In Tianxi, registered disciples are awarded wooden medals, outer disciples are awarded bronze medals, inner disciples are awarded silver medals, and direct disciples are awarded gold medals.
Elders are equipped with rulers.
There are only thirteen swords, paired with Zongyu.
As for the sect leader, he should be matched with Zong Yu.
Seeing this, Bai Lian suddenly felt guilty about taking the back door.
Of the nine levels, he almost cheated and passed three levels.
This is good, there is no need to leave for the rest, the examiner will directly take the blank answer sheet all the way to this point.
Anyone who comes here, the identity of an inner disciple has probably been settled.
The Tianxi Sword Sect, which has always been strict in accepting disciples, is really shameful when it comes to being casual.
"Oh? Did you bring it up the mountain so soon?" Ye Qingzhou tossed the spirit bag in his hand and looked at Bailian with interest.
Ye Qingzhou, who is one of the Twelve Swordsmen of Tianxi, has a good fortune. He was born as a student in the south of the Yangtze River. In the spring rain of apricot blossoms, he developed the air of a romantic young man. He has an outstanding appearance and is a very handsome man.
Different from those serious swordsmen, he has a slutty look on his face, and even his solemn black and red sword outfit looks wild and unruly. He doesn't look like a swordsman, but more like a dashing drinker. .
He looked at Balian and shook his head again and again, and sighed: "Is the landscape of this world so nurturing? How could such a handsome man with skin and bones have a root of death? It's a pity..."
In the presence of these ten people, with Second Senior Sister Yue Nu as the leader, she only glanced at Balian and then withdrew her gaze. She fixedly looked at the girl behind Balian, with half a glint of snow in her eyes, but she didn't show any trace of it at all. Detached and cold, he is naturally approachable and gentle.
She took out a green dumpling from the food box, peeled off the lotus leaf clothes, and said with a smile: "The Tianxi Sword Sect always maintains ten thousand sword formations and is extremely sensitive to the scent of monsters. This little deer is born with aura. It is not affected by this sword formation at all, and presumably it is a spiritual creature with a pure heart."
Xiao Lu'er was born in the mountains and has not been exposed to the six desires of the world. In addition to his age, he is still immature, so he is exceptionally pure, kind and smart. This is not a strange thing.
On the contrary, this ordinary-looking woman, as the master of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, must be hundreds of years old. What is commendable is that such a woman who has gone through vicissitudes of life has the spirituality in her eyebrows and eyes. The deer are very similar.
Have no fight with the world, look at it like clouds, and be as elegant as orchid.
Xiaolu'er looked at the green dumplings she handed over, gently tugged on Bailian's sleeves, and looked up at him quietly with her little head raised.
Balian touched her little head and said with a smile: "Let's go?"
The little deer said "yo yo" twice, the corners of his lips curled up happily, and his body was hunched down like an animal.
"Cough." Balian coughed lightly.
Xiao Lu'er reluctantly stood up straight and walked over in an orderly manner. Not afraid of anything, he obediently took the green dough ball from the Yue girl's hand and nodded to her politely.
"Does this deer have a name?" Yue Nu seemed to like her very much. She lowered her head and smiled, wiping the food residue from her lips.
Before Bai Lian could speak, Xiaoluer, who was lying between her legs and eating green dumplings, raised his head, gently licked her fingers clean, raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Lin Yinxi, the name was given by the master. Sounds good.”
Yue Nu said in surprise: "She can only transform into a few days, but she can actually speak human language?"
The rest of the people were also amazed, this beast really has a spirit.
Balian smiled and said, "My Lu'er has always been smart."
"The frost has fallen, the bear has climbed up the tree, and the deer has been drinking from the stream in the empty forest. This name is quite artistic." The Yue girl became even more delighted with the little deer.
Xiaolu'er was not a gluttonous beast. She finished a green dumpling slowly and looked eagerly at what was on the plate.
The Yue girl felt pity for her and took three more for her.
After eating three green dumplings, he was almost full. Xiaoluer touched his round belly and was very satisfied. He moved his little hooves to Bailian's side, lifted up the hem of his skirt with both hands, and pretended to stick out his buttocks. .
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Bai Lian grabbed her waist, picked her up horizontally, and held her under her arm. She was frightened for a while and broke out in cold sweat.
In front of the public, she was doing scary gestures with an innocent look on her face, and he had to be regarded as a pervert by others!
The Yue girl laughed and said: "I'm afraid it will take some time for people from other mountains to climb. Please take a seat first and wait for a while."
With preconceived notions, Bailian came here with a somewhat disappointed idea of the Tianxi Sword Sect, but he never thought that the Thirteen Swords of the Tianxi were very different from what he expected.
Balian didn't feel restrained when spending time with them. After he took his seat, he said, "I am also from another mountain."
Lijiang Jianling Zhaoxue, ranked ninth, has a male and female appearance, but is as famous as the Baili Immortal from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance. His name is also the same as that one, and he has a feminine look.
But what this man was carrying was a simple and rough domineering sword, which was incompatible with his slender figure.
He smiled and said: "A year ago, the Fourth Senior Sister traveled back to the mountains and gave it to the Tenth Junior Sister. She said that she met a young man who raised deer in Kongcang Mountain. He was born with a sword bone, and she liked it very much.
At that time, I didn't know what the "favorite" the sword-crazy senior sister meant. It wasn't until half a month ago that the senior sister returned to the mountain again and drew a portrait in private. Only then did I know what the "favorite" meant by the senior sister. But it was different from the swords she had been fond of in the past. "
Among these ten people, including Qu Hexing, there are only eleven sword masters.
The First Sword Lord He is not here, and the other one who is absent is naturally Yun Rong.
Although Balian didn't know if she was hiding from him on purpose, he was not ignorant of current affairs, and naturally he would not cause unnecessary rumors and trouble for her without any reason.
But he really didn't expect that the sword-mad girl would draw his portrait. This was really unexpected.
Balian unconsciously rubbed the horns on Lu'er's forehead with his fingers. He endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back. He asked in a low voice: "Miss Yunrong...isn't she at the mountain gate tonight?"
Ye Qingzhou laughed loudly, winked at Bailian, and said with a mischievous smile: "You boy, you are really here for the Fourth Senior Sister. You are really thinking a lot about it. A hundred resentful ghosts can ruin the elders in your family." It must have taken a lot of effort.”
The former Qin State Shangyang General, now Chaoge Jian Shen Xuan, lowered his head to sip tea and said seriously: "You dare to go to the White Camel Mountain with the roots of death in your body. You are very brave."
Duan Fengjian chased Qiang with a dead face, looking a bit mean and reticent: "It is not easy to be the son-in-law of the Tianxi Sword Sect, and Fourth Senior Sister is not that easy to chase. Even if Fourth Senior Sister has a good impression of you, it is only because of you. She possesses the bones of a sword, and her talent caught her eye, and her reputation as a swordsman is not for nothing."
What he said made Bai Lianhao wonder that this man was secretly in love with Yun Rong and could be so mean.
But who knows, he went on to say: "But since you are the person that Fourth Senior Sister can avoid, you may be different from others. Fourth Senior Sister has a slow temper, so you still need to work hard in the future." , but don’t be afraid, we will help you.”
Bai Lian was speechless for a moment, then said after a long time: "So you invite me to go up the mountain..."
All the sword masters looked at each other with inexplicable meaning. More than a dozen people actually spoke in unison, with a tacit understanding as if they had discussed it beforehand.
"We are here to help Fourth Senior Sister (Junior Sister) hide her beauty in the golden house." That's very reasonable.
What is hidden in the Golden House?
Balian was stunned and almost slipped under the sword monument.
These people are too casual.
Bailian's shoulders suddenly sank, and Ye Qingzhou was smiling and patting his shoulders: "If it were someone else, I might not be willing to agree to such a ridiculous thing, but with your face, which is even more handsome than my Feng Liujian , just allow you to be a mascot on our White Camel Mountain."
Balian: "..."
Are these people... taking the sect leader's order as a joke?
The Tianxi Sword Sect's recruitment of disciples has caused quite a stir in the outside world. No one knows that this is a solemn and solemn event, and Sword Master Yu takes this matter very seriously.
But they were just joking. It was a pity for those people who worked hard to take the exam at the foot of the mountain to get caught up with such a group of absent-minded examiners who just wanted to be matchmakers.
In the end, less than fifty people finally reached the top of the mountain after passing five levels and defeating six generals.
Among the tens of millions of people, less than fifty people were able to stand here in the end, which shows how strict Tianxi is in recruiting disciples.
Jiang Yunqin has long lost her former noble demeanor. After the tossing and turning of the Nine Passes, she is exhausted and covered in muddy paw prints, as if she had just returned from an escape.
In these nine trials, there are assessments of searching for questions in the mountains, subduing the monsters prepared by the inner disciples in the mountains, and the art of breaking through the maze of formations.
Before this, Jiang Yunqin knew nothing about cultivation. She had no cultivation. Apart from her rare spiritual constitution, she was just an ordinary person.
If she hadn't met her old friend Qi Liancheng in the fourth level, she would have been kicked off the team in the fifth level.
This time she went up the mountain, she had great luck and met an old friend.
She did not expect that the young commander Qi Liancheng, who was known as "Little Shangyang" in the Qin State, would also come here to participate in the Tianxi's assessment.
She never thought that a martial arts talent who was born as a general in Qin State would have a friendship with Prince Zhongyou.
No one in the world knows that Prince Yingxiu of Zhongyou is the only son of the sword master. Although he was raised in Zhongyou when he was young, everyone knows that blood is thicker than water.
When he met His Highness the Prince of Zhongyou, Jiang Yunqin was so happy that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Who would have thought that Prince Yingxiu, who had the entire Tianxi inheritance, would be so close to the people and abide by the rules, and would also personally enter the customs and hike mountains.
Taking advantage of Qilian City's glory, Jiang Yunqin, who had no cultivation, came here.
I have seen the splendid elegance of General Huzi, and the brilliance of the mysterious prince of the dynasty, which is unparalleled.
The sadness that the young man she met in Jiang Zhong brought to her was completely wiped out and forgotten.
Yes, there are thousands of good men in the world, and Phoenix and Qilin are all lucky enough to meet them, so why should we hold on to those unruly mortals who have only lived for a hundred years and only know other things?
Jiang Yunqin bathed in the cold wind blowing from the top of the mountain, and her mood suddenly brightened.
Immediately afterwards, she heard the elegant Crown Prince bowing to the masters of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi one by one, saluting respectfully and shouting that he had met his senior brothers and sisters.
Jiang Yunqin looked around, wanting to admire the grace of those legendary figures. Unexpectedly, a dozen sword masters sitting next to the sword monument were surrounding a bonfire, roasting sweet potatoes and potatoes in a smoky atmosphere. .
The girl in charge of the first level of assessment was wearing a dark night unicorn fire-walking uniform and a sword master's attire. Perhaps she saw Balian's pale face and thought that mortal bodies are not resistant to freezing, so she carefully held up a piece of paper. Put the fox fur on him.
The master of the Qingzhou Sword, whose romantic portraits spread across the world, was also known to Jiang Yunqin. He used a branch to pull out a piece of sweet potato, blew on it and peeled it off, and handed it to the young man with a smile.
The young man was wrapped in a fox fur coat. After taking the sweet potato, he didn't give any face to it. He turned his hand and fed it into the mouth of the girl lying between his legs.
After eating the sweet potatoes, the Master of the Goddess Sword gently wiped away the burnt ash between his fingers with a silk handkerchief and asked him if he was sleepy.
At the foot of the mountain, the boy who was ridiculed as a waste by the outer disciples has indeed become the group favorite that the Thirteen Swordsmen care for.
The participants, who were disgraced and had almost lost half of their lives, looked at this scene in disbelief with their eyes falling to the ground like lightning.
Among them, the one with the ugliest face looked as if he had been slapped twice, and of course it was the famous Prince Zhongyou.
