Gu Qingshan opened his eyes.
He found himself standing in the midst of ruins.
There were dilapidated buildings all around, stretching from the foot of the mountain where he was to the top of the mountain.
The few palaces that have not yet collapsed still have a slight aura of light. They are bright and luxurious in color, but they also have a sense of elegance. They are obviously shrouded in the simplest dust-removing magic circle.
The dust-removing magic circle only needs to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to operate, so it has been preserved intact in the long river of history.
Gu Qingshan withdrew his gaze.
At some point, a young man was standing in front of him, looking at him curiously.
"Dare I ask-" Gu Qingshan said with his fists in hand.
"No need to ask, I am a spirit turtle, can't you recognize me?" the young man said.
Gu Qingshan looked at the turtle shell on his back, nodded and said: "Senior——"
The young man interrupted him and said: "What's wrong with seniors? I'm only 150,000 years old this year, so I'm still young, so you can call me Young Turtle - or Young Turtle would be better."
Gu Qingshan: "..."
Mr. Turtle threw something to him.
"You did well, even better than Shen Yang, so you passed the test and won the disciple's jade plate." said Mr. Gui.
Gu Qingshan looked at the jade plate in his hand.
The jade dish contained amazing spiritual energy, and it continuously emitted gurgling white mist in his hand.
The shape of this spiritual jade is rather strange, much like a broken rune.
"Okay, there's no need to read it, because you have passed the entry test and can now start practicing as a disciple of Huangyun Tiangong." Gui Shao said.
"Practice?" Gu Qingshan wondered, "But I'm here to find the Heavenly Sword."
"I know," Mr. Gui looked at him with a deep meaning in his eyes: "You are too weak to get the Heavenly Sword. You can only practice first."
"For you monks who have returned to the Heavenly Palace, this is actually the best opportunity in your life. You can practice the top Taoism of that era and quickly improve your strength."
"Then what level of cultivation do I need to reach before I can search for the Heavenly Sword?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Since you are the disciple Jade Disciple, you must become the most outstanding disciple among that generation before you have the chance to find the Heavenly Sword." Shao Gui said.
He stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the jade plate.
Invisible fluctuations dispersed in all directions from the jade plate.
Mr. Gui said: "Remember, although it is a ghost image of an ancient era, the laws of the world are the same, and the strength you gain through practice can be brought back."
"What should I do? Just practice?" Gu Qingshan asked.
Young Master Gui shook his head and said with a smile: "You have to enter Huangyun Tiangong first."
"I may not be able to enter the Heavenly Palace?" Gu Qingshan asked doubtfully.
Mr. Gui said nonchalantly: "You can actually have the opportunity to search for the Heavenly Sword if you join other sects - don't worry, even if you don't get the qualification to search for the Heavenly Sword in the end, you will benefit a lot from this experience."
Just as Gu Qingshan was about to speak, the jade plate suddenly shone brightly.
It took Gu Qingshan into the void and gradually disappeared.
…
The spiritual power is as refreshing as the breeze.
The mountains in the distance are like black daisy, the forests are green, the bridge is flat on the lake, and the lake is surrounded by mist.
The dawn of dawn.
The children, dressed in clean and tidy clothes, lined up in a long line at the entrance of the Taoist temple in the mountains, waiting for the selection of the sect.
Every child will be qualified to practice.
Even if some people are born without spiritual roots, the gods will give them elixirs to plant spiritual roots that resonate with the five elements.
No one is wasted.
The gods need a lot of manpower to fight, and humans also want to become stronger.
This is the best of times.
Gu Qingshan spread his hands and focused his eyes on them.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
His hands became white and tender, as if they had never been touched by cold water.
In fact, he is indeed a child of about six or seven years old now.
He was standing in the queue, waiting with other children for the sect's selection.
The cultivation level has returned to zero.
Now I can only vaguely sense a trace of spiritual power from the void, and my Dantian is already empty.
Fortunately, the magical power and the double swords were still brought.
None of his memories and combat experience were taken away.
In this bizarre experience, fortunately, my inner self was not changed.
Gu Qingshan stood silently in the queue, waiting for time to pass.
It didn't take long.
Someone shouted from a distance: "Team 59, enter the Taoist Temple."
Gu Qingshan followed the children in the same row and entered the Taoist temple in order.
As soon as I came in, my vision suddenly became clear.
The entire Taoist temple is very open and can accommodate thousands of people.
The central area of the square was cleared for children to come forward and show off their talents.
Various sects occupied their own side around the square.
In the sky above the venue, there are pieces of colorful clouds floating, there are hundreds of them.
These clouds hang motionless in the sky.
A monk smiled at the children and said warmly: "From left to right, come forward one by one, let's get started."
Everyone looked towards the first child on the left.
The child had never seen such a big battle before. He swallowed nervously and stood there for a long time without daring to move.
Finally, under the urging of several monks, he trotted forward and stopped in the center of the field.
Soon a colorful cloud came down with light and enveloped the child.
A moment.
A short stick fell from the sky and floated quietly next to the child.
The elders of each sect looked at it and glanced away.
But an elder stood up with a smile, waved to the child and said, "Come on, child, you have obtained our sect's spirit-summoning stick, and you will become a spirit-summoner in the future."
The child grabbed the short stick and ran towards the old man happily.
Immediately afterwards, the second child stepped forward.
When he stood in the middle of the field, three colorful clouds dropped items.
A walking stick, a short knife, and a fan.
The elders of the three sects looked at him with expressions of attention.
The little boy stood there in a daze, not knowing which one to choose.
The monk in charge of presiding over the ceremony pointed out: "Just pick the one you want in your heart."
The little boy reached out and held the dagger, waving it excitedly a few times.
The cane and fan immediately flew up and returned to the colorful clouds where they originally belonged.
An old man greeted: "Come on, you have obtained the magic sword of my sect, and you will be a disciple of my sect from now on."
The little boy held the short knife and ran towards the elder of the sect.
Select to continue.
A third child stepped forward.
He was surrounded by eight formations, and it took him a while to choose one from them.
The elders of another family took him away.
The fourth child is a little girl.
When she stood in the center of the field, her body immediately emitted an aqua-blue light.
Dozens of colorful clouds emitted light and covered her.
Nearly sixty magical artifacts fell down and floated quietly in front of her.
The elders of various factions began to whisper.
They began to fight over the girl's ownership.
The experienced monk who presided over the ceremony came up to the little girl and asked: "You can choose now - do you have a favorite sect?"
The little girl nodded and said: "Xuanshui Gate."
Xuan Shui Sect is the strongest sect in water spirit arts. It has received personal guidance from the Water God and is a very famous sect.
The controversy died down immediately.
A beauty in palace attire smiled and waved to the little girl.
The little girl glanced at the presiding monk, and after receiving permission, she happily ran towards the beauty in palace attire.
The fifth child stepped forward.
Eleven clouds emitted light to cover him, and various armored gloves fell from the sky and landed in front of him.
This is a talent for martial arts.
The little boy carefully selected a red fire spirit glove.
Suddenly, all other gloves returned to Caiyun.
A burly man stood up and led the child into the location of his sect.
Next, it was Gu Qingshan’s turn.
He silently walked forward and stood in the middle of the field.
Between heaven and earth, a strange fluctuation occurred.
This invisible wave quietly blended into his mind, constantly exploring something.
Gu Qingshan felt this fluctuation and was very curious.
Later generations did not have such a clever method that could directly help people determine their best understanding.
The turtle said that it didn't matter which sect he joined, he would always have a chance to find the Sky Sword.
But thinking back from the previous scene, the Lord of Tiangong is a powerful sword cultivator.
The Lord of the Heavenly Palace once defeated the gods by half a move...
Gu Qingshan looked up at the sky and saw colorful clouds standing still.
Come, give me a sword.
Gu Qingshan stared at the clouds and thought silently in his heart.
The next second, the fluctuation in the body quietly disappeared.
But I saw hundreds of colorful clouds trembling slightly.
Suddenly a sword fell from the sky and stood gently in the void in front of Gu Qingshan.
The sword made a low buzzing sound.
It's like a signal.
A long sword fell from the clouds and stood in front of Gu Qingshan.
After counting the breaths.
An incredible scene occurred.
Densely packed long swords were arranged in several rows, surrounding Gu Qingshan, forming circles, surrounding him.
Nearly a thousand long swords.
They hummed in unison, as if eager for Gu Qingshan's choice.
The children waiting aside were dumbfounded.
The elders of all factions have all stood up.
The monk who presided over the ceremony calmed down, stepped forward and asked: "My child, which sect do you want to join?"
Gu Qingshan whispered: "Desolate Cloud Heavenly Palace."
