By the afternoon, it was the ceremony of accepting disciples from the sect master of the Gu Yuan Sect.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, Sect Master Lin's apprenticeship ceremony was much smaller than Zong Ming's ancestor in terms of scene and specifications.

Although there were still many people watching the ceremony, and they all showed enough enthusiasm.

By the end of the ceremony, the three men had walked together into the mountains.

Because Wanqianshan is in the outer courtyard, there is no one at the moment.

"Zimu, why do you say that you are also a medium Dao body, but you have not been accepted as a disciple by the sect master?

The two of them sat down at the stone table that Yang Yan had originally cut out of the starry night, and Gu Sheng stubbornly stood behind Yang Yan.

Lin Zimu couldn't help but smile after hearing Yang Yan's doubts.

He picked up the saber, put it lightly on the stone table, then looked at Yang Yan and said slowly:

"Brother Yang, because I major in the way of the sword, and within the sect, only the elder of the sword disciple is the most proficient in this way. ”

"I see!"

Yang Yan was immediately relieved.

After all, apprenticeship is not about whoever has a high realm.

If the Sword Disciple Elder is higher than the Sect Master in the study of the Sword Dao, then it is naturally the best to worship the Sword Disciple as a teacher.

Lin Zimu then laughed and said:

"Brother Yang, do you know why I don't go to the Sword Sect, which is majoring in swordsmanship?"

Yang Yanhu asked suspiciously:

"Why? After all, the Sword Sect is still the head of the top ten sects. ”

Lin Zimu waved his hand:

"Because the Sword Sect has an enemy. In this life, I must surpass him on behalf of the Gu Yuan Sect!"

Lin Zimu, who has always had the style of a gentleman, has no restraint at this moment, and his edge is exposed.

As soon as the words fell, the two of them looked behind them in unison.

Lin Zimu was even more stunned:

"Brother Yang, this is really just the end of the story. ”

"See what they want to do?"

Yang Yan replied softly, seemingly unconcerned.

As for Gu Sheng, he only cared about Yang Yan, silently lowered his head, and didn't even look at it.

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air in the air, and it shuttled back and forth over several people several times before finally slowing down and landing on this small peak.

"Ah, Brother Zimu, I'm looking for you so hard! ”

Four disciples dressed in white were left behind, each with a sword at their waists.

The leader is majestic and has an extraordinary temperament.

It's just that the face shown at this moment has a bit of an evil taste.

"Senior Brother Ban is walking around above, I thought Senior Brother Ban was looking for a female junior sister! ”

The fact that the enemy was so angry when they met did not happen.

On the contrary, Lin Zimu looked personable after standing up.

It's more like an old friend meeting, and on the surface it looks extraordinarily friendly.

This is probably the cultivation of this inner elder brother!

Yang Yan sat there, motionless.

It's just a big disciple of the inner sect of the Sword Sect, with his current status, the other party is really not qualified to let Yang Yan get up and greet him.

Lin Zimu also called him Brother Yang because Yang Yan insisted repeatedly.

But it doesn't mean that his identity as the Gu Yuan Grandmaster doesn't exist.

"Brother Zimu is unharmed, I haven't seen him for three years, I miss it very much. ”

The man who led the four was the Sword Sect's inner sect elder brother Ban Deming.

Not only has his cultivation reached the perfection of his qi training, but his swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle.

"Sit. ”

Lin Zimu only smiled slightly after hearing this, and motioned for Ben Deming, who came over, to sit down, and then he sat down himself.

"I don't sit down. Zimu, you can't forget the three-year covenant three years ago, right?"

"Give the two of you three years of time to consolidate and consummate your cultivation, and we'll have another competition. ”

While Ben Deming spoke, the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, his left hand held the scabbard, and his right hand stroked left and right on the scabbard, with a look of caresses.

This look obviously depends on how Lin Zimu answers.

"Isn't there a competition tomorrow?"

Lin Zimu said softly.

"Yes? I forgot. ”

Ben Deming raised his head, looked at Lin Zimu and said with a smile:

"But respected Senior Brother Gu Yuan Sect, it's better to pick up the sun than to hit the sun, I can't wait at the moment!"

Lin Zimu twitched his cheeks slightly, but did not speak.

One of the attendants beside Ben Deming smiled and said provocatively:

"What's the matter, Lin Zimu, the great disciple of the inner sect of the Ancient Yuan Sect, doesn't he even dare to fight now?!"

"You know, three years ago, you could still have a draw with our senior brother, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the inner disciples of the Sword Sect who followed behind Ban Deming also echoed one after another.

"That's right, three years ago, the senior brother singled out the chief disciples of the inner sects of the ten major sects with one person and one sword, and none of them were defeated. ”

"At that time, Senior Brother Lin was the only one who had a tie with our Senior Brother!"

The disciples of the Sword Sect spoke one after another, and this posture was as if Lin Zimu did not agree immediately, that is, he admitted that he was inferior to Ban Deming.

The key is that this matter is not just about the honor and disgrace of his Lin Zimu.

The chief disciples of the two sects are all representative figures of the disciples in the sect.

If Lin Zimu admits that his skills are inferior to others without fighting, where will the face of the sect be placed?!

Lin Zimu smiled, then stood up calmly, and the sword placed on the stone table was grabbed by him.

He leaned over to Yang Yan first and smiled:

"Brother Yang, Zimu is out of company first. ”

Yang Yan smiled indifferently:

"It's okay, I'd like to see you in full swing. ”

Seeing Yang Yan's attitude, Ban Deming's eyes turned cold.

However, it was only a short time before he set his eyes back on Lin Zimu.

"Brother Zimu, then please come here!"

Ban Deming pointed to an adjacent mountain peak on the left and took the lead in leading the people over.

From beginning to end, Ban Deming's group of people didn't seem to see Yang Yan, the veritable protagonist today.

Or, in fact, they all saw it.

It's just that he hasn't figured out how to deal with Yang Yan yet, so it's better to pretend not to see it.

For example, just now, Ban Deming obviously showed hostility towards Yang Yan, but he didn't really show it.

The mountains are large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

However, because of the opening of today's ceremony, there is no one in Wanqianshan.

Even if there were, most of them were disciples of the Three Hundred Inner Gate Houfu who were in retreat.

Therefore, the mountains seem to be very clean.

The mountain peak adjacent to Yang Yan's side has a slightly larger platform, and there are no obstacles, so it is really good to use it for martial arts duels or something.

Several disciples of the Sword Sect retreated to the side, standing there quietly with their swords in their hands, clearly not in the aggressive posture they had just had.

Ban Deming and Lin Zimu are both wearing white shirts, not only from the appearance of the two of them have their own strengths.

In terms of temperament, one is handsome and chic, and the other has the style of a gentleman.

Just two people, they want to fight with a sword on an unknown small peak in this thousands of mountains.

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