The ten-mile mountain pass is extremely narrow due to the martial arts battle between the martial arts masters.
The fire dragons on the left collided, flames flew, and the Gang Demon shield burned and smoked.
Xue Tong took a quick look and saw that Ling Zhaochong was in the most critical situation. Assisted by two people, he was trying to carry out the mid-level holy cultivator.
Xue Tong stretched his sword, Chen Xing's sword energy, and pierced the holy cultivator's lower abdomen.
Ling Zhaochong struggled to hold on, with a cloud of hobs above his head, approaching step by step, only three feet away from him.
The nine-member camel team was just a makeshift team, and Ling Zhaochong was only familiar with his fellow disciple Yu Feng.
The passage from Mushan to Yaoyuan is dangerous and dangerous, and monks from the two places often travel together in groups. Recently, something happened in Yaoyuan, so Ling Zhaochong only made appointments with seven people in one month.
In the middle period, the holy cultivator was the mastermind of the robbers. Ling Zhaochong and others were still struggling with three enemies.
The cloud of hobs rolled, and sharp blades poked out of the clouds from time to time.
In the middle stage, the holy cultivator made a hand and chanted a mantra, and the storage bracelet magic weapon also shot out, slashing fiercely.
Ling Zhao rushed to the three of them, and the Shura warrior, the golden spear gun, and the lightning dragon curse resisted.
The Shura warriors held the dense bone knives and charged into the thick cloud of hobs one after another. The place where they entered the formation was filled with shadows and howling sounds were endless; the golden-edged giant spear pierced the cloud of knives, and the cracks were covered with golden mist, and the giant spear broke apart. Come.
"Ang~"
The lightning dragon opened its mouth, and the thunder column bombarded the core of the hob array. The torn thunder and lightning spread out along the knife cloud, and the mountain col was covered with another layer of blue.
The hob cloud descended slightly, but was still rumbling downward.
…
Chenxing's sword light was just a stone's throw away from the black-clothed holy cultivator.
The holy cultivator teleported out of the way and slashed at Xue Tong with his sword.
He was distracted for a moment, and when he chanted the chant slightly, the cloud of hobs quickly dimmed, and was pushed up ten feet by Ling Zhaochong and the others.
Xue Tong rolled on the spot, stone chips and soil sprayed out, and where the black-clothed holy cultivator's blade passed, a deep trench of dozens of feet was formed.
Xue Tong threw three magic weapons in a row, including the Falling Gold Hammer, Hell Axe, and Ziran Sword...
Although it cannot pose a fatal threat to the black-clothed holy cultivator, it can greatly improve the passive situation of Ling Zhao Chong in a three-on-one situation.
The black-clothed holy cultivator struck several times in succession, but Xue Tong dodged the moment when the swords struck him.
To outsiders, Xue Tong rolled closer and closer without any regard for his life.
The holy cultivator in black was furious and slashed with his sword!
The sword light was like mercury pouring down the ground, airtight, completely sealing a space of tens of feet.
Eighty percent of his cultivation was used on Xue Tong. Ling Zhao rushed to the side, and the pressure suddenly eased.
"Boom~" The hob cloud collapsed, and the magic weapons were scattered in pieces.
The holy cultivator in black didn't care, he only wanted Xue Tong's life!
The void trembled, and suddenly a large ball of black air appeared, several times larger than the light of the hob.
Six giant lantern eyes and a jet-black python body emerged.
It lies in front of Xue Tong.
Three evil pythons breathed out.
The python's breath is like a pillar, striking directly at the light of the hob!
The pillars of breath are like water waves splashing.
"Bang~"
The three pythons flew with flesh and blood and turned into curls of black smoke.
Xue Tong's clothes were stained with blood, his hands and face were covered with blood, and he was knocked away from a distance.
In the early stage of the Three-headed Python Martial Saint, his body and bones were shattered to offset most of the sword's power, covering Xue Tong's "lucky" escape.
How could Ling Zhaochong miss this opportunity? With a spell, the Shura warrior flew forward and slashed out with the sword in his hand.
Yu Feng and Yu Feng took action almost at the same time.
The holy cultivator in black dodged and barely avoided. @*~~
The holy cultivator in black lost the opportunity and was unwilling to fight. He shot backwards and flew rapidly, blowing the whistle to signal his accomplices to evacuate.
…
Four members of the camel team were injured and one of the black-clad robbers died.
"Fellow Daoist Fan was injured, but he made a great contribution. It's a pity that he summoned the three pythons." Ling Zhaochong counted the number of people and magic weapons and said.
"Everyone, just hope everything is okay. The summoning talisman is used to save lives. I killed a thief today, so it's not a bad thing to get hurt!"
Xue Tong vomited blood, wiped his mouth and said.
Ling Zhaojun gave a healing elixir and handed the robber's storage bracelet to Xue Tong.
Everyone divided the other magic weapons, which can be considered as a gain.
…
"The Yaoyuan Sect, the great sect in the southwest of Yunzhou, recruits Martial Saint monks every three years. Mu Shan and I come together for this purpose."
Ling Zhaochong discussed the cause and effect in detail.
"Taoist Master Fan also wants to try? Yu.
I feel that your skills are not weak, at least you are agile in your steps, and you can avoid several knives from the thieves in black. "Yu Feng said.
"No, no, it's enough for Fan to go to Yaoyuan City to have a look. How can a large sect be blessed?" Xue Tong waved his hand and said with a wry smile.
"You just need to be outstanding at the same level. It doesn't require late stage or great success. Fellow Taoist, you might as well give it a try." Ling Zhaochong urged.
"Why did the Yaoyuan Sect recruit good people?" Xue Tong asked.
"It is said that in order to strengthen the sect, this is the second time this year."
"Oh, how many people did you recruit last time?"
, appointing middle-level positions. "
"Master Yaoyuan is very strong," Xue Tong said again.
"I don't know Ling, he's probably at the peak of the Martial Saint level."
"Will the Yaoyuan Sect set up a trap and select some foreign cultivators to seek wealth and murder?"
Ling Zhaochong firmly denied, "It's impossible. Three years ago, more than a hundred monks attended the meeting, and there were no rumors of anyone being killed."
"Okay, this is a rare opportunity, but it's a pity that Fan doesn't have the luck or strength, and he doesn't like to be restricted. He doesn't want to join any sect, so he only accompanies you two to see what he has to offer." Xue Tong said.
"Yeah, fellow Taoist, if you want to go, the three of us will be your companions." Ling Zhaochong said cheerfully.
…
Far away from the original clan boundary. @*~~
Everyone said goodbye and went their own way, aiming at Ranxu Town, Yaoyuan Mountain Pass.
Xue Tong and three others rode camel beasts and lasted six days before entering Ranxu Town.
After all, it is the territory of a large sect. The six-day trip was very uneventful, without any fighting or killing. The governance of the Yaoyuan sect can be said to be first-rate.
Ranxu Town is not a flat plain. The town is densely covered with hills and deep mansions. The outside world has no way of knowing how much power the Yaoyuan Sect has ambushed.
At the entrance of the town, Yaoyuan Tianren asked about the purpose of their visit and took the three people to a large house, each living in a small courtyard.
The situation was beyond Xue Tong's expectation, and it didn't look like Ling Zhaochong was deliberately deceiving him.
Monk Yaoyuan asked about his past experiences alone. Xue Tong claimed that he was from Huaizhou and had traveled to Yunzhou. He focused on knowledge and had no intention of taking the exam.
The interrogation by the monk from the Yaoyuan Sect made his original vigilance rapidly increase.
"Fellow Taoist Fan does not need to belittle oneself. Our sect is not limited to any one. Anyone who is outstanding will have the opportunity to join the sect and enjoy generous salary and abundant resources."
"If you are willing, go to the school grounds and try to become a Talisman Warrior?"
"Fu Jia is at the same level as Fan?"
A member of the Yaoyuan Sect chuckled and said: "We are of the same level, but I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you in the ordinary early stage. This sect is looking for talents. If you win, you will pay tens of millions."
Xue Tong blushed, waved his hand and said: "Fan feels ashamed, just stay with Ling Zhaochong and Yu Feng."
"Okay, fellow Taoist, please do as you please." The Yao Yuan clan members did not force themselves and left with a smile.
Early the next morning, Yaoyuan's carriage took the three of them to the Zhendong campus.
Kao, the late and middle stages of Wu Sheng.
Ling Zhaochong tried first.
The black-armored warrior only used three moves to knock his main magic weapon away, and was stopped by the examiner. Yu Feng was even weaker and lost in the second move.
The performance of the two was quite poor. Yu Feng was average in the early stage, and Ling Zhaochong was slightly above average.
"How about you give it a try, fellow Taoist? I feel like you can escape at least. When the magic power of the talisman armor weakens, you may be able to win." Ling Zhaochong ended up in disgrace and spoke softly to Xue Tong.
"What the hell, Fan was lucky enough to save his life that day, and his bones still hurt. Brother Ling, please don't embarrass me." Xue Tong said hurriedly.
From time to time, he felt that the eyes of the Yao Yuan clan were glancing at him.
My mood sank involuntarily, and I just wanted to leave as soon as possible. Then he said: "Let's go, practice strength tomorrow, and try again."...
"Really going to Yaoyuan City? Why don't you go back to Mushan?" Yu Feng was disheartened and changed his mind temporarily, not intending to act according to the agreed upon plan.
"You're here, let's go take a look." Xue Tong said.
"Yeah," Ling Zhaochong supported.
The three of them left the school grounds and returned home. As soon as the camel beast arrived at the entrance of the town, they were stopped by members of the Yaoyuan clan.
"Elder Wang would like to ask three of you to talk," the man in Jinyi said.
Although Ling and Yu were surprised, they were more happy. The invitation from a high-ranking member of the Yaoyuan Sect must have profound meaning.
Xue Tong felt a chill in his heart and tried his best to conceal it, and asked calmly: "Does Elder Wang recognize the three of us?"
"Elder Wang is one of the judges of the school. Please don't refuse, just follow me." The man in Jinyi said.
Ling Zhaochong and Yu Feng followed happily, Xue Tong pulled the reins, and the camel beast turned its head.
Followed.
Xue Tong thought to himself, "The recruiting meeting of the Yaoyuan Sect is very famous! It has a strange origin. It just started three years ago. Ling Zhaochong's cultivation is mediocre, what does the elder ask him to do? In all likelihood, it is for Xue!"
Xue Tong really couldn't think of any clues.
"As long as the real magic demon is not around!" Xue Tong gritted his teeth and went to the backyard of the school ground.
The man in Jinyi sent word on the way that Elder Wang was already waiting in the yard.
As soon as the three of them entered the door, Xue Tong felt that Elder Wang's eyes only stayed on Ling Zhaochong for a moment, and then stared at him.
Xue Tong looked frightened.
What he was thinking about was the real magic shadow, and his nervous and frightened expression was not all faked by divine soul magic.
Xue Tong and the others got off the camel beast and saluted respectfully.
"Fellow Daoist Ling's performance is acceptable, why don't fellow Daoist Fan give it a try?" Elder Wang unleashed his spiritual pressure to test Xue Tong's cultivation.
Xue Tong does not need to deliberately hide the third level of Guiyin Shi's ground level. Fahai's spiritual pressure is transmitted outside the body, so it is naturally two levels lower.
Elder Wang's slightly frowned brows were still not completely relaxed.
"Fan's cultivation is not as good as that of Taoist Ling. How dare he show his embarrassment? Elder Wang forgives me." Xue Tong replied.
"Not necessarily!" Elder Wang suddenly reached out and grabbed it.
"Pfft~"
Xue Tong's faint Gang Demon shield collapsed.
Xue Tong moved a few inches to the side, barely getting out of the way of his vitals, and his shoulder was caught by the golden hook claws, pinching and deforming it.
Everyone present heard the sound of cracking bones.
Xue Tong's left arm hung limply on the spot, his face was sallow, he was sweating profusely, and he said in a trembling voice: "Yao Yuan Zong...?!"
He took the healing elixir and took a few steps back out of the yard.
"Elder Wang, you?!"
The incident happened suddenly, and Ling Zhaochong didn't expect such a result. His words were full of accusations, and he had no time to say more, so he chased him out of the yard.
Elder Wang stood quietly, seemingly still thinking about it.
He had just grabbed it with the power of the mid-level Martial Saint, and found out the true identity of "Fan Xiao".
"After catching up, I said that the Yaoyuan Sect is thirsty for talents and does not want to miss out on bystanders like Fan Daoyou. Elder Wang apologizes deeply. If the three of you don't dislike it, you will be the sect's spies. How about lurking in Yaoyuan City? ?" The elder surnamed Wang ordered the monk in Jinyi.
He thought in his mind: "The deputy sect master told me that spectators of grand gatherings are better than participants, and one should not miss one. It seems that this is not necessarily the case."
…
The moment Xue Tong's golden claws touched his body, he lost most of his muscle and bone strength, and he was willing to be injured.
He vaguely felt that the Yaoyuan Sect recruitment meeting was like fishing!
"Yaoyuan Zong probably feels that Xue is unlikely to attend the meeting, but he does not rule out sneaking into Ranxu Town to inquire about information."
"The recruitment meeting may be the plan of Zhenfa Demon Shadow!" Xue Tong thought to himself. .
