"Li Yu, the sword master of the Jade Palace, entered the sect and realized the sixteenth level of "Sword Strategy". He died twenty years ago."
Xiang Yu stared at the words on the stone wall.
This situation quickly attracted the attention of others, and many immortal seedlings also followed suit.
"Twenty years ago?" someone exclaimed in a low voice.
The elders of the sect engraved on the previous murals had been dead for thousands of years. They were too far away to feel real.
This mural suddenly extended the time to double digits, which immediately caused a lot of shock.
When Yin Tao heard the discussion behind him, he also stopped and looked at the back on the mural with red eyes.
"Master..."
Although he was just an inconspicuous registered disciple under Master's name, Master's attitude towards him was friendly and not much different from other formal disciples.
Twenty years passed in a blink of an eye, and every time he recalled the scene of sitting and laughing with his master, he still felt a sharp pain in his heart and was suffocated.
Over the years, he has been working tirelessly to track down the chess pieces placed by the Pantheon. Once he gets the exact information, he will go there immediately.
However, no matter how many people he killed in the Pantheon, he would never be able to see his master again.
The resentment, grievance, and sadness in his heart... finally turned into a sigh.
Yin Tao calmed down for a moment, and then said calmly: "Let's go, it's time for you to go to the outer sect's main hall to meet the sect master and the master of Baimai.
Recently, the sect leader happened to be absent from the sect, and he was replaced by the sword master of the Feng Palace. When you enter the palace, you must address him as Master Feng, do you understand? "
"yes."
All the immortal seedlings responded in unison and followed Yin Tao into the whirlpool at the end of the corridor.
The next moment, a square-inch whirlpool emerged out of thin air from the outer sect's main hall, and a group of immortal seedlings came out, and the rich spiritual energy rushed towards them.
Xiang Shu raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and finally saw the true appearance of the main gate of the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect.
The outer sect's main hall is located on the top of Yifeng. They are now in front of the red paint hall. They can see mountains surrounding them, clouds and mist lingering in the lush green, cranes flying in the sky, and the melodious cranes' chirping echoing in the mountains.
The beautiful scenery of the fairy family was in front of them. The fairy seedlings were stunned for a moment, but Xiang Shen had no intention of watching.
She is still thinking about Li Yu.
Nineteen years ago, Li Yu failed to fulfill her promise to send people to Dongzhou to maintain order. At that time, she guessed that something had happened in Xizhou, but she never thought that Li Yu would die.
The monks in the Tribulation Stage go one step further and reach the Mahayana Stage, where they can ascend to the immortal world.
Having reached this level, there are few opponents in the world of cultivation, let alone Li Yu, a swordsman who is even more powerful than ordinary monks.
Who killed Li Yu?
What happened after the East and West continents were connected to each other?
At this time, the two red doors of the main hall slowly opened, and a middle-aged elder with a solemn face walked out.
"The newly promoted fairy seedlings come to the palace to see you!"
The immortal seedlings did not dare to delay and immediately stepped through the threshold. Yin Tao just looked at the door from a distance with relief in his eyes.
boom--
The palace door was closed heavily, and Xian Miao, who was walking at the end, was startled. She turned around and saw the middle-aged elder Leng Su closing the door and walking over. He immediately lowered his head and did not dare to look further.
The vast number of fairy seedlings poured in, and the empty hall immediately became quite crowded.
Xiang Shen walked at the front of the team. Within a moment, he saw many Sword Sect monks sitting in the hall, roughly a hundred of them.
The person sitting in the first seat is a female cultivator in blue robe, with a beautiful and cold face and a serious smile.
There was a glint in Xiang Shen's eyes, she was the sword master of Feng Palace?
"Greetings!"
Elder Su Rong fell behind him, and the immortal seedlings who were still a little at a loss immediately felt their hearts tighten and knelt down and shouted in unison.
"Greetings to Master Feng!"
"Get up."
The sword master of Fengdian said calmly and concisely: "When you enter the wall of our sword sect today, you must remember the sect's precepts and do not violate them lightly; be diligent in cultivation and do not slack off."
"Remember Master Feng's instructions!"
Seeing the fairy seedlings responding obediently, the Fengdian Sword Master didn't want to say anything and raised his hand to wave lightly.
The middle-aged man who just opened the door
The elder immediately stepped forward, stretched out his hand and wiped the storage ring, then waved his sleeves and scattered a thousand rays of spiritual light, hanging in front of many immortal seedlings who had only started to practice "Sword Strategy".
"Initiate the "Sword Policy" within three days. You can enter the outer sect and serve as a sword attendant. You will be given a middle-grade elixir for encouragement.".z.br>
The middle-aged elder said in a deep voice: "Although it is the outer sect, if you make great progress, you still have the opportunity to enter the inner sect. I hope you will cultivate well and don't slack off."
"yes!"
The immortal seedlings responded in unison, and Wu Lingcheng also responded feebly, and then was taken out by the young disciples on the side and headed directly to the outer door.
As soon as the group of immortal seedlings left, the hall was immediately mostly empty, leaving only about two hundred immortal seedlings waiting in the hall.
"Wang Quanzhi, Li Mulian, Shan Wangjin..."
The middle-aged elder called out the names of ten people in succession, "Wait for you to come out and practice the sword skills you learned from "Sword Strategy"."
After saying this, the middle-aged elder threw out ten wooden long swords.
The immortal seedlings whose names were called did not dare to hesitate, and stepped forward to pick up the wooden swords. Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of sect elders, they practiced the most powerful move they had realized.
For a moment, only the green shouts of the immortal seedlings echoed in the hall.
The immortal seedlings who have made it this far are already the best among their peers. However, their talents are acceptable, but their character is still unpredictable.
Among the ten people who were called out, one immediately became too nervous, and the sword moves he practiced were deformed as a result, causing many sword masters present to shake their heads secretly.
After three or five moves, the middle-aged elder stopped and looked back at the Master of the Meridians. The ten fairy seedlings immediately became more nervous, and even their breathing could not help but slow down.
Fortunately, after a while, a pulse master finally spoke up and pointed at the fairy seedling standing among the ten people.
"Li Molian, you can enter my Qingjian Vein."
Someone started to speak, and the other meridians no longer held back and started to speak.
"If you look forward alone, you can enter my cold sword veins."
"Tao Xiangwan..."
"..."
The ten fairy seedlings were quickly divided up, and the middle-aged elder then called for the next batch of fairy seedlings to practice.
After more than ten rounds in a row, each lineage master also recruited one or two disciples, leaving only a few main lines that have not yet recruited anyone.
Taking this opportunity, Xiang Shu quickly became familiar with the appearance and origin of each lineage master, and then his eyes quickly fell on the person sitting at the end, a handsome young man whose cultivation level was only at the foundation building stage.
Sitting among a group of pulse masters who were at least at the out-of-body stage of cultivation, this young man was so eye-catching that Xiang Shuo noticed him early on.
Today in the hall, it is obvious that only the pulse master is qualified to sit down. Could it be that this young man also represents a certain weak pulse?
But if it was a weak vein, there were several fairy seedlings with deviant personalities just now, and each vein was unwilling to accept it, causing a long silence in the palace. Finally, the sword master of the Wind Palace spoke, and the pulse master pinched his nose and accepted it.
Why didn't the Fengdian Sword Master let this young man accept it?
Moreover, the young man's face looked unfamiliar to her, but there was a feeling of familiarity lingering in her heart.
It was her first time coming to Xizhou, so she definitely couldn't have seen this young man before.
Where does that feeling of familiarity come from?
Xiang Shen was filled with doubts, and while he was thinking, four more rounds of on-field drills passed.
In the fifth round, there were only seven people left, and all of them had mastered the sixth level of "Sword Strategy". Although they did not complete it in twenty-one days, it was enough to prove their talents.
What's rare is that these seven people are also stable in character and not afraid of the situation at all.
Xiang Shen glanced at her and found that five of the seven people were squatting around her, waiting for Yu Yun, and the remaining two were from Tong Qiu Shuang's side.
Being good at seizing opportunities can itself explain your character.
"Ji Xuezhen, the power of the sword is bright and upright, and it can enter the veins of my brilliant sword!"
A majestic middle-aged monk sitting on the right hand of the sword master of the Wind Palace suddenly spoke out, and the other people immediately turned their heads to look.
The Eight Main Meridians finally spoke out.
Ji Xuezhen also seemed to know that the Huangjian Vein was one of the eight main veins. Hearing this, he was stunned at first, and then overjoyed. Without waiting for the other pulse masters to say anything, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed, loudly saying:
"Disciple is willing to join the Brilliant Sword Vein!"
"He has a straightforward temper, which is good."
The dignified middle-aged monk smiled slightly, waved his sleeves and threw out an elixir bottle and a booklet.
"When you enter the inner sect, you can only start with the basic mental methods, but I see that your mind is agile and I am willing to give you a chance.
If you can pass my test, I will give you a seventh-grade mental method. How about it? "
Ji Xuezhen squeezed his thigh hard, suppressed his excitement, and said loudly again: "Disciple is willing to give it a try."
"Okay, Senior Brother Wang."
The female cultivator in red in the seat on the left covered her mouth and smiled softly: "There are still six more of these good seedlings, we are all waiting for them."
The majestic middle-aged man laughed, "It's hard to avoid saying a few words after such a good harvest. It's senior brother's fault for wasting time."
"Senior brother, you are serious."
The female cultivator in red said politely and stopped talking nonsense. With her green-white fingertips, she left the only female fairy seedling among the six people, and asked with a smile: "Jin Wei, are you willing to join my Water Sword Vein, the conditions are the same as the Huang Sword Vein?" In the same way, if you can pass the test at the beginning, you will obtain the seventh-grade mental method, otherwise you will start from the basic mental method."
Jin Wei was overjoyed and quickly kowtowed in thanks: "Disciple is willing!"
The next five people were all accepted by the main line, and their rewards were almost the same.
After this round of practice, the middle-aged elder stood up again and looked at the only two girls in the field, with a rare smile on his stern face.
"Tong Qiu Shuang, please come forward."
Before Tong Qiu Shuang started practicing her sword skills, the female cultivator in red who had just accepted Jin Wei suddenly said, "Are you willing to enter my water sword veins?"
Before Tong Qiu Shuang could answer, a young monk in the second seat from the right immediately laughed: "Junior Sister Wen has just harvested a seedling, but our Xuanjian Pulse has not made any profit yet."
Having said this, the young monk looked at Tong Qiu Shuang with stern eyes, "Tong Qiu Shuang, if you enter my Xuanjian vein, I can personally select a sixth-grade mind method for you, and you will be allowed to enter the spiritual pagoda to practice for half a year. Tempered in the spirit pool for three months."
"Junior Brother Mo, are you too eager?"
The kind old man in the second seat from the left smiled and stroked his beard, and promised: "Little boy from the Tong family, my Guijian Vein is the same as the Xuanjian Vein, and based on it, I will personally guide you in your practice."
"Senior Brother Zhou, you are too unkind. Why are you trying to rob me with this little brother..."
The two of them were arguing endlessly, and the other swordsmen were also watching the excitement with great interest.
At this moment when everyone was attracted by the argument, Xiang You quietly moved his fingertips, leveraging a trace of "Deception" power in the sea of consciousness, covering his eyes, and looked at the handsome young man at the bottom.
