Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Owner's Sword

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Lin Yan's face was a little impatient, and one foot had already stepped into the temple gate.

"I'll settle this account with you slowly in the future."

Xu Wan'er snorted coldly, but the hand that grabbed Wang Xiaomo was released.

"Why should I give you half of the spirit stone? Spirit stones, what are spirit stones, are they more precious than gold?

Wang Xiaomo muttered a little in his heart, glanced at Xu Wan'er, who had a bad face, and showed a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and hurriedly followed Lin Yan into the hall first, and the Xu family brothers and sisters followed suit.

Stepping into the door of the hall, I saw a stone table in the main hall, behind the stone table, an old man dressed in white, who looked at least fifty or sixty years old, sat behind the stone table, and behind him, there were countless jade slips floating in the air, faintly glowing with brilliance, making people enter the hall as if falling into the sea of stars.

When he looked up and saw Lin Yan coming in, the light in his eyes flashed suddenly, and a touch of joy appeared on his face, so he hurriedly got up and said, "Bu Ming, I've seen Senior Sister Lin." ”

Lin Yan nodded slightly, but Wang Xiaomo behind him had a strange look on his face, judging from his age, this old man can be Lin Yan's grandfather, and he actually opened his mouth to call him Senior Sister Lin, which is really beyond his imagination.

"These three are the top three in this sect election, the master ordered me to bring them here to register, and then more new disciples will come, so you should prepare early."

"Yes, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."

Bu Ming raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Xiaomo and the Xu family brothers and sisters behind Lin Yan, and his tone was extremely respectful.

"Three junior brothers and sisters, please come forward, my name is Bu Ming, I am the deacon here, you can call me Senior Brother Bu in the future."

"I've seen Senior Brother Bu!"

Wang Xiaomo, the brothers and sisters of the Xu family hurriedly stepped forward to give a salute.

"Let's talk to the three junior brothers and sisters about the matters that need to be paid attention to after getting started, my Qianyang Sect is the Xuanming Continent, one of the eight major sects, inherited for thousands of years, 70,000 outer disciples, 10,000 inner disciples, 3,000 core disciples, 300 inheritance disciples, the sect has three peaks, the first peak, majoring in kendo, the second peak, majoring in Qi Dao, the third peak, the wealth peak, the cultivation projects are more complicated, including Dan Dao, refining weapons, talismans, imperial spirits, formations, Lingnong, etc., the three junior disciples are new outer disciples, before being promoted to inner disciples, all of them are cultivated at the three peaks, if the cultivation is improved to the eighth level of condensation within ten years, they will be automatically promoted to inner disciples, and then according to each person's different qualifications, they will be assigned to the other two peaks. ”

"There are 70,000 disciples in the outer gate, including 3,000 elite disciples, and the three are the top three in this sect election, so naturally the elite disciples of the outer door enjoy an independent cultivation cave, but the outer door has a big competition every two years, if the big competition fails to rank in the top 3,000, it will be automatically reduced to ordinary outer disciples, if it fails to enter the top 60,000, it will be automatically reduced to miscellaneous servants, if...."

This step name, shaking his head, chattered in great detail, Lin Yan on the side gradually showed impatience on his face, on the contrary, Wang Xiaomo and the Xu family brothers and sisters listened to it with relish.

"Old Butou, why are you still so verbose, this girl doesn't have so much time to listen to you here."

Lin Yan couldn't bear it anymore and said with some annoyance.

When Bu Ming heard this, his face changed, and he couldn't help coughing dryly, and hurriedly took out three jade slips from under the stone table and handed them to Wang Xiaomo and the Xu family brothers and sisters respectively.

"The detailed rules of this sect are all within the jade slip, and the three junior brothers and sisters are all clear at a glance."

Wang Xiaomo and the Xu family brothers and sisters looked at each other, and their eyes all showed strange looks.

"Hurry up, I don't have any spare time to waste with you."

Lin Yan urged again.

Bu Ming's old face turned red, and he hurriedly took out three cloth bags and three jade slips from under the stone table, and handed them to Wang Xiaomo and the Xu family brothers and sisters.

"In this storage bag, there are exercises from one to eight articles of Qi Condensation, an identity jade slip, a forbidden token to open the cave, and three sets of outer door clothing, a spirit pill, and a second-order flying magic weapon, as well as ten lower-grade spirit stones, as long as the divine consciousness is imprinted on it, you can take it out, and the three of you will take out a drop of your essence blood, drop it on the jade slip, and hand the jade slip to me, and that's it."

Bu Ming's mouth was fast, but he still spoke extremely carefully, as if he was afraid that Wang Xiaomo and the three of them would not understand.

"Divine sense? What is Divine Consciousness? ”

Wang Xiaomo's eyes showed a look of confusion, took the cloth bag in his hand, and looked inward with the power of vipassana, and the brothers and sisters of the Xu family all showed a trace of strangeness when they heard this.

When he heard this, his eyes lit up.

"Senior brother, let me tell you what divine consciousness is, divine consciousness is a monk'........."

"Enough, shut up!"

Lin Yan's face was full of madness at the moment, and Wang Xiaomo's mind appeared Zhang Hanya's appearance, his body couldn't help shaking, and he hurriedly pierced his middle finger, squeezed out a drop of essence blood, dripped it on the jade plate, threw it to Bu Ming, and rushed out of the hall directly.

"Senior brother, don't go, I haven't finished talking yet....."

Wang Xiaomo had just stood firm when he rushed out of the hall, and Lin Yan and the Xu family brothers and sisters also rushed out, looking at each other, their eyes full of fear.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Sword Pavilion and pick up flying swords."

Lin Yan's footsteps were fast, running into the distance.

In the main hall, the brilliance in Bu Ming's hand flashed, and the three jade slips flew behind him, immediately drowning in the vast sea of jade slips behind him, and then looked at the four people who were going away quickly with some amazement, and muttered:

"It's been twenty years, and someone finally spoke to me, why did I leave so quickly."

After looking at it for a long time, suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at the place where the sect was, and his face was immediately full of excitement.......

Lin Yan took Wang Xiaomo, the Xu family brothers and sisters walked out of dozens of miles on the mountain road, turned several hills, and finally stopped at a valley, there was fog rising in the valley, faintly forbidden formation fluctuations, at the mouth of the valley, a six-story attic, at the top of the attic, there was a plaque, engraved with the word ancient seal, "Sword Pavilion" faintly had a sword aura sweeping in all directions.

"This is the Outer Gate Sword Pavilion, my Qianyang Sect is a major in swordsmanship, you are an elite disciple of the Outer Gate, naturally the sect will give you a sword, but everyone's sword heart is different, and the sword edge is even more different, choosing a sword is like a conscience, so when you go in to choose a sword, you must face your own heart, in order to cultivate with the sword, you can practice many flying swords in your life, but the choice of the first flying sword is the most difficult, okay, Wang Xiaomo, you go first, you can only enter the Sword Pavilion alone when choosing a sword."

Lin Yan talked eloquently, looking at Wang Xiaomo with encouragement in her eyes, but her body slowly retreated.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaomo nodded heavily and strode towards the Sword Pavilion.

"Brother, I don't know, what kind of sword can this guy pick?"

Xu Wan'er looked at Wang Xiaomo's back with interest, and Xu Qingfeng showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth.

As soon as he walked to the door of the Sword Pavilion, Wang Xiaomo was shocked all over, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked, and his heart hurriedly sank into the dantian, but he saw that the jade plate inside seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and it was suddenly flashed, and under Wang Xiaomo's forcible suppression, it gradually quieted down.

With suspicion, Wang Xiaomo pushed the gate of the Sword Pavilion open, and after some hesitation, a sound like thunder suddenly exploded in his ears.

"Come in, choose a sword and ask your heart, why hesitate!"

Wang Xiaomo's feet suddenly softened, and he almost didn't sit down on the spot, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a big man with a meaty face sitting behind a stone table behind the door looking at him with eyes like copper bells.

"Disciple, Wang Xiaomo, a newly promoted outer disciple, was ordered to come to choose a sword."

Wang Xiaomo's voice trembled, although the cultivation fluctuations exuded by the big man in front of him were not very powerful, but his appearance was too vicious, and his appearance had already surpassed Qi Tianba.

Seeing Wang Xiaomo's frightened face, the big man suddenly showed a smug look on his face, and his expression became even more arrogant.

"Identity tokens."

Wang Xiaomo hurriedly handed the token out of the storage bag.

"Huh? Wang Xiaomo, are you the first in this sect election? Well, yes, yes, seeing that your cultivation is not more than the third layer of condensation, you can actually get the first place, you kid is lucky, come with my senior brother, I will help you choose a good sword. ”

After that, he grabbed Wang Xiaomo's collar and dragged him into the Sword Pavilion.

Wang Xiaomo's face darkened, and his figure disappeared into the Sword Pavilion.

The corners of Lin Yan's mouth, who was not far away, twitched slightly, and she glanced at the Xu family brothers and sisters who were already a little dazed and said:

"Senior Brother Liu of the Sword Pavilion is very enthusiastic."

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"Senior Brother Wang, there are 10,000 fairy swords here, and those are all unique boutiques, come and see this one, called Chopping Lu, a third-order magic weapon, can cut gold and break jade, it is the sword used by a Jindan elder who fell from my sect."

"Look at this one, the name is Chime Cage, a second-order magic weapon, don't look at it as just a second-order magic weapon, but the legend is that five hundred years ago, the sword of an infant ancestor of my sect, if it wasn't for the fall of that ancestor a few days ago, how could this sword not enter this sword pavilion."

"That's right, this one, this one is amazing, the name is the dragon, the third-order magic weapon, the legend is that thousands of years ago, the first sword cultivation in my sect was obtained outside the territory, but unfortunately, if his old man is still alive, I will definitely worship under his door."

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The big man strode up in front of him, pointing in his hand, all kinds of flying swords hanging in the air, and his mouth was even more like a number of treasures, the more he talked, the more energetic he became, looking at Wang Xiaomo, who was more ugly on his face and listening to his face, he snorted coldly in his heart, and the smug look on his face was even worse.

"Teacher, senior brother, are all the original owners of all the flying swords here dead?"

Wang Xiaomo followed the big man for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask timidly.

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