On the day when new disciples are recruited once every ten years, the square in front of the Xuanyu Sect is crowded with people, all of whom want to join the Xuanyu Sect.
Among these people, there are middle-aged monks who have already cultivated, some are mortals who have not yet cultivated, and there are also young people with low cultivation. From time to time, there are also foundation-building disciples wearing the costumes of the Xuanyu Sect. Return from all directions, bringing groups of mortal children with spiritual roots collected from everywhere.
The Xuanyu Sect accepts disciples regardless of whether they have cultivation skills or not. As long as they have a clean family background, are not demonic monks, and can pass the sect's apprenticeship trial, they can enter the sect. The only thing that needs to be noted is that Xuanyu Sect does not accept disciples. Monks above the foundation level, as long as they have already reached the foundation building stage before entering the sect, all have their own predestined relationships. Their loyalty to the sect is not easy to cultivate. To put it bluntly, they are "not mature enough", so the top level No sect will accept disciples above the foundation level.
The bodies of monks with cultivation base have been strengthened through cultivation, and they are not tested together with the mortals who have not yet cultivated. They have different testing methods.
Those who have not yet cultivated need to pass the three tests of ascending to the Immortal Stage, the Lost Forest, and the Fantasy Realm. Only those who pass them can be admitted into the sect. As for becoming an inner sect, an outer sect, or a miscellaneous disciple, they will be divided according to their spiritual roots.
Those who have cultivated skills need to compete in the ring and win three games in a row to pass. If they win only one or two games and are defeated, they can only re-accumulate the number of wins. If they have superior strength, they will not be able to pass. Anyone who dares to go on the field to challenge will be considered passed after an hour.
There are ten trial arenas on the west side of the square. Each one is guarded by foundation-building monks to prevent lives from being accidentally injured during the fighting. If lives are not injured, these foundation-building seniors will not take action easily. .
At this time, the entry trial has begun, and the fighting in the ten arenas is in full swing.
Suddenly, on the No. 5 ring in the middle, a female cultivator on the fifth level of Qi training was knocked off the ring by a male cultivator on the sixth level of Qi training using a sword. Immediately afterwards, a dark-skinned man in blue jumped up and was practicing Qi. Eight floors.
They were both wielding swords, but their cultivation levels were in the middle and late stages of Qi training. The man in blue took the male cultivator on the sixth level of Qi training off the ring in just a few strokes. In this way, the monk whose cultivation level was not in the late stage of Qi training would be defeated. He voluntarily left this arena and went to other arenas to look for a suitable opportunity to attack.
However, there are not a few monks who want to join the Xuanyu Sect who are in the later stage of Qi training. Everyone understands the rules of the ring battle and treats everyone equally regardless of their level of cultivation. Most of the monks below the late stage of Qi training are just here to try their luck and accumulate experience. To prepare for another fight ten years later, unless there are monks with treasures who can restrain opponents with higher cultivation despite insufficient cultivation.
After the dark-skinned man stood on the ring for a while, another female cultivator who was at the eighth level of qi training came onto the ring. After the two of them greeted each other, they started to fight with each other.
The man used the sword, but he used the basic swordsmanship moves. The female cultivator's weapon was a piece of pink satin. When they were fighting, the pink satin danced around the two of them, which was quite pleasing to the eye.
Those watching the battle found it pleasing to the eye, but the dark-skinned man, Liu Qingyan, did not think so. The silk satin looked beautiful, but it hid murderous intent. Liu Qingyan did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all, and his basic swordsmanship made it airtight.
Basic swordsmanship is a popular commodity in the world of cultivation. You can buy a copy with a few spirit stones. There are few monks who don't know it. Seeing Liu Qingyan coming and going with these moves, the monks watching the battle under the ring began to The rustling discussion started.
People are sensory creatures. A dark-skinned man who only knows a few sword skills and a pretty female nun who wields pink damask in fancy ways will tilt the balance of their hearts towards the latter.
Suddenly, Liu Qingyan's eyes narrowed, and he held the silver sword in front of him and made a few moves. He saw a few silver needles falling on the ring. Damn, you actually played tricks on him. In this case, don't blame him. You are welcome.
The female cultivator actually hid a hidden weapon in the silk satin and tried to attack Liu Qingyan unprepared. Unfortunately, he saw through it. After dodging the dirty trick, Liu Qingyan had already made up his mind to fight quickly. He used his sword power to After a change, the attack was no longer as smooth as before. Although it was still a basic swordsmanship, the attack angle was tricky.
Although the female cultivator opposite was at the eighth level of qi training, her fighting experience was not as rich as Liu Qingyan's. She was defeated by his sword in a short time. He was someone who had experienced that beast wave, and the experience accumulated in life and death was already Making him much smarter than fellow monks.
Seeing Liu Qingyan defeating the female cultivator, the audience booed, and they all lamented that God was blind, so why did they let such an unsightly person win? The cultivator's hearing is much better than that of ordinary people, and Liu Qingyan listened. I can only remain silent, why can't I win if I look darker?
If someone knew what he was thinking, they would definitely refute him, "How is it that you are "darker"? I don't know where Chengri practiced. Heicheng, you are unique. If it were at night, your face would probably look like this." It will blend into the night!
Liu Qingyan doesn't care about this. It's better to be darker. If he is darker, no one will care about his appearance. As the saying goes, one white can cover all ugliness, one black, no matter how good-looking he is, people will not be interested in admiring him. . The only Chinese website
He accidentally discovered the spiritual grass that can dye the skin black. Pounding the spiritual grass into juice and applying it on the skin is like a mortal's disguise. If someone is not proficient in these, no matter how high their cultivation level is, they will not notice any abnormality. The white jade storage ring on his thumb also contains a lot of it, enough to last him for decades. After the spiritual weapon mask is broken, he will have to rely on these spiritual herbs to cover his appearance.
After defeating the female cultivator, Liu Qingyan has won two games in total. If he wins one more, he can enter the Xuanyu Sect.
At this time, those who have the opportunity to pass the ring battle can no longer stand. The number of people who can pass each ring battle is limited. If one passes, there will be one less place. The cultivation level has reached the tenth level of Qi training or even the Great Perfection, but There are many monks who have not yet played, how can they let Liu Qingyan get the entry spot easily.
Soon, a male cultivator practicing Qi Dzogchen came onto the ring. This male cultivator was burly and he could tell at a glance that he was an individual cultivator. He only wore half a slanted shirt on his upper body, and his big right arm was exposed. This was right. It was the kind of body shape Liu Qingyan wanted most, but unfortunately the Five Elements Body Refining Technique did not satisfy his wish.
Everyone thought that this physical practice of Qi Dzogchen would be able to knock down the swarthy man who was disliked by everyone. After all, what was the gap between the three levels of cultivation? Who knew that in the end, it was still the swarthy man? Won and successfully got the entry spot.
Seeing that this qi-training Dzogchen physical training posture was fully displayed, but in the end he could not win against a mere eighth-level qi-training monk, everyone thought that he was just a superficial person.
After Liu Qingyan stepped down, a monk at the ninth level of Qi training confidently came to challenge this physical training, but was thrown off the stage after just a few moves.
It was only then that everyone believed that this body practice was a real Qi training perfection, and the dark-skinned man from before was probably a real person, but when he tried to look for him again, he could no longer be found.
In fact, when meeting Liu Qingyan, the physical practitioner who had practiced Qi and Dzogchen cultivation was also suffering unspeakably. Hitting the opponent with his fists had no effect at all. In the gap between his sword attacks, he was punched on the body. But he almost suffered internal injuries. The black-faced boy was very thief. His strength was comparable to physical training, but he didn't show it at all!
After receiving the token thrown by the Foundation Establishment monk stationed at Arena No. 5, Liu Qingyan immediately went to Xuanyu Gate with the token.
There were not many people in the square where the new disciples were welcomed.
Seeing everyone waiting there, Liu Qingyan also found an unobtrusive place to sit cross-legged, meditating to recuperate.
But instead of looking for someone else, someone else came to provoke him. As he was meditating, he heard someone next to him laughing loudly: "It's so funny, there are people who are like this!"
Miraculously, this voice was still somewhat familiar. Liu Qingyan thought about it carefully and then remembered that this was the female nun named Hua Lin from the Hua family in Luocheng. He had lived in the Hua family for a few days at that time. , her spirit dog named Xiao Hei was bullied miserably by Amao, but Amao's hair was also bitten and bald by it.
Fortunately, in order to avoid getting into trouble, he put Ah Mao into the spirit animal bag. Otherwise, when he first saw Hua Lin, he would definitely jump up and take a bite.
Amao succeeded in advancing a few months ago. At that time, he was thrown into the woods not far from Xuanyumenfang City by his benefactor. When he woke up, his benefactor was already gone, but he remembered the voice of the savior. His benefactor was the one who helped him kill the fourth-level demon wolf back then. Even the words he said when helping him were so similar!
Not long after that, Amao successfully advanced to the second level. Amao grew up a bit, and his body that was only the size of one hand is now as big as two hands.
As he grew older, his temper became much more violent. After knowing what Liu Qingyan had been through, Amao almost rushed to the Sword Sect, shouting that he had to bite Zhenjun Jinglan to vent his anger, but Liu Qingyan tried to persuade him. Living.
Although this little Amao is timid, irritable, impulsive and ignorant, he is still very protective of him!
If it weren't for Amao to accompany Dou and bicker with him, he might not be able to get over the setback so quickly.
Later, when he went to Fang City to buy talismans, he heard that the day for Xuanyu Sect to recruit new disciples was coming soon. He immediately planned to change his identity and enter Xuanyu Sect. Zhenjun Jinglan missed a single blow and might send people to chase him. He had to find shelter.
Xuanyu Sect and Jian Zong are both one of the five top sects, and he happens to be near Xuan Yu Sect. Becoming a disciple of Xuan Yu Sect is the best way to seek shelter. If he is discovered in the future, Jian Sect cannot attack indiscriminately. Kill the disciples of the sect that you have become friends with.
