"The heaven and earth are peaceful, the military fortunes are prosperous, and it is an auspicious day. Eighteen ancient sects have chosen good talents. One, they must be under fifty years old. The second, they must be under the Yinxu realm. The third, they must have no hidden injuries or serious illnesses. The fourth, they must have no defects. , Fifth, there is no cunning and despicable nature...
Eighteen sects select their talents and go to the pinnacle of martial arts together, join hands with the same sect, fight in the world of immortal martial arts, fight for the right way of heaven and earth, and seek the way to immortality..."
At the beginning of the morning, due south of the town, on the other side of the misty cliff, from the main peak of the Dragon Head of Sinan Mountain, a loud bell-like shout was heard, like rolling thunder, spreading throughout the town.
Tens of thousands of warriors from all directions gathered in the huge grassland in the south of the town. Looking around, they saw a vast expanse of black grass.
Xin Zhuo, his mother, Xiong Zhao and others arrived early, crowded among the crowd, and waited silently.
This matter is extremely serious for people in this world. After all, in a world where martial arts are respected, being an official or a businessman are just minor ways. Extraordinary power is everyone's lifelong pursuit, but...
Inexplicably, it gave Xin Zhuo a sense of "three levels of fighting power", or a sense of déjà vu as he squeezed into the talent market to find a job in his previous life. Moreover, the sun was hot and drowsy. He could not understand the feelings of my mother and Xiong Zhao at all. Excited.
Subconsciously, I looked around. Everyone was surrounded by heads. I wonder where Su Miaojin is?
He searched all over the town last night, but there was no trace of him.
She narrowly escaped death and escaped from the sea of suffering. Since she went to the capital, she must know about it. I wonder what she thinks?
At this moment, in the mist of the cliff ahead, a five or six-foot-wide crystal iron bridge suddenly passed through like a magic trick, and hit the edge of the cliff with a loud "bang".
On this side of the bridge is a small town, and on the other side of the bridge is the place where the Eighteen Sects select their talents. However, there is only one bridge, which is puzzling.
Someone not far away laughed and said: "It's a clever mechanical bridge. No martial immortal other than the Earthly Immortal Realm or above can do it. Let's go!"
The crowd at the front suddenly stepped onto the bridge, but more than ten of them were immediately ejected from the metal and stone ground of the bridge.
The crowd couldn't help but burst into an uproar.
I heard the voice of an old man at the end of the bridge saying coldly: "Those who do not respect the five rules and try to confuse people who pass the barrier will be punished. If you dare to enter without permission, you will be killed!"
"This is because people who have passed the age or have hidden wounds in their bodies are screened out, which is quite strict." Ji Jiuwei lowered his voice, "Fortunately, my mother is only thirty-seven years old."
Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment: "Are you only thirty-seven years old?"
Ji Jiuwei knocked him: "My mother was deceived by your father when I was sixteen. I gave birth to you when I was seventeen. You are twenty-one this year, so aren't you thirty-seven?"
Xin Zhuo smiled: "I thought I was twenty-eight this year."
"You brat, neither big nor small."
Ji Jiuwei rolled his eyes at him, causing everyone in Xiongzhang to chuckle quietly.
At this time, the crowd in front no longer dared to trespass rashly, and only those who met the requirements entered one after another, much faster.
After a while, Xin Zhuo and a group of people stepped onto the bridge. They felt that the crystal iron bridge surface was slightly cold to the touch, and there seemed to be a strange martial charm that penetrated into the body, which had the effect of warming the mind and nourishing the body.
The bridge is very long and wide, and dozens of people can walk side by side, and it never ends.
Xin Zhuo looked around, but there was still no sign of Su Miaojin, but it felt like tens of thousands of people had stepped onto the bridge.
While he was thinking about it, the bridge suddenly swayed in a mysterious arc at extremely high speeds. Even the masters of the Earth Fairyland found it difficult to stand still. They were crowded together like a group of bottles.
Xin Zhuo immediately used his mental skills and forced himself down to stabilize his body. When his body finally stabilized, he saw that the huge bridge was suddenly cut into eighteen sections. Thousands of people stood on each section, floating in a strange way. In the mist of the cliff, which is neither sinking nor falling, it is quite mysterious like a floating island.
Glancing around, I couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in my heart. Only Bai Xuanji and Xiao Huang were still around, and I and the others were separated.
"Master!" Bai Xuanji approached, her face slightly changed, "Why is this happening?"
Xin Zhuo pondered for a moment: "I'm afraid..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the man named Sima Daozong who was in front of yesterday's storytelling stall not far away, slapping his folding fan and smiling at everyone: "The Eighteen Sects are really a good method. We tens of thousands of warriors have different talents and qualifications. Qi, once it is up to everyone to choose, I am afraid that the next nine sects will be left with a group of mediocre people, so I wait for tens of thousands of people to get on the bridge, cook it in a big pot, and divide it into eighteen. Which family has more geniuses? Whoever is lucky will not suffer any loss and won’t be jealous, it’s really a good idea!”
"That's it!" Everyone knew clearly.
Bai Xuanji lowered her voice: "Master, so we are all separated?"
Xin Zhuo had no idea for a moment. His previous plan was ruined. It was impossible to enter the same sect. It would be fine if two or three of them were together. But if they were separated, it would be troublesome. We can only meet in Yue. The most important thing is that Hehuan Holy Sect is obviously not a good place. I and the others...
The "Broken Bridge" carried thousands of people up and down, and it didn't take long for it to "land". Opposite it was a huge mountain platform, with eleven people sitting cross-legged on it, all with wide robes and big sleeves, looking like legendary immortals. I don’t know if the sect is so elegant in nature, or if it’s because they are dressed up like this on purpose to show off their appearance.
Five of them are at least Yinxu realm, and six are innate and earthly immortals!
Behind the eleven people, there is a "ship" similar to the one of Yaya Girl in the Sea of Bitterness. On the other side is a huge stone tablet with the four words "Zhu Xian Da Zong" written on it.
Everyone on the Broken Bridge couldn't help but feel happy, one of the nine sects, how wonderful!
Bai Xuanji also lowered her voice and said: "Master, what a coincidence, Shangjiu Sect, the future is limitless!"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Let's talk about it later!"
"Crunch——"
At this time, five Yinxu realm warriors walked out from among the eleven people, waving their hands and hitting two large, oily mirror-like stone tablets and a purple crystal stone.
The crystal stone is sandwiched between the two stone tablets, forming a "broken bridge" that is the only way to reach the mountain platform.
"Hello everyone!"
A white-haired old man stepped forward and saluted everyone with a smile: "It is fate that you have come in front of our Zhuxian Sect. Our Zhuxian Sect was founded by Gu Yunzi, a master of the Hunyuan Void Realm, and many masters three thousand years ago. The mountain gate is The Ten Thousand Years Forbidden Land has beautiful scenery and a pleasant environment. There are many ancient innate martial arts, thousands of weapons, hundreds of sacred beasts, the secret cultivation of the spiritual stone pagoda, and the Martial Vein Sea Tempering Body..."
After boasting about his business, he waved his sleeves: "As long as you pass through the talent channel gate and press the talent martial stone, the qualified person will be the official disciple of my Zhuxian Sect. Depending on the talent level, it will be given to the true disciple, the inner sect, the outer sect, and the handyman, then ……let's start!"
"I'll go first!"
A man with a hairy face walked towards the two mirror stone tablets first and pressed the purple crystal stone.
I saw the stone tablet on the left showing "Second Grade Realm!"
Common people call him the Great Reverend!
The stone wall on the right shows the colors of the five elements representing gold and wood. These are the two attributes that represent his essence. Even though he now has the complete five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, the artificial and forced aggregation of the acquired elements does not count.
The old man shook his head slightly: "Jin Mu, you are terrible, do you have any extraordinary skills?"
The rough-faced man originally looked frustrated, but his eyes lit up when he heard this: "I'm a good blacksmith!"
The old man smiled slightly and took out a gray crystal stone.
The hairy-faced man was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold it, but there was no reaction from the crystal.
Obviously the self-righteous "forging of iron" is not the same thing as the "forging of iron" in this ancient sect.
The old man shook his head again: "Go back and stand still, I will take you back to town later!"
"This is really unreasonable, I..."
The hairy-faced man had a bad temper and gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to break out here, so he had to walk back dejectedly.
Thousands of people around him couldn't help but feel nervous.
Bai Xuanji also said: "It's so strict, and the students are not all-rounded. I wonder if they can be selected. If not, I don't know where they will go!"
Xin Zhuo frowned slightly: "Let's take a look first, if we can't go back to Changshou Village!"
In fact, he still has some doubts about the divine body and bloodline. What's wrong with the divine body, ancient bloodline, and incomplete five elements?
