Before entering, Mo Kongjing thought that the place she was going to step into would be a Shura hell.

But unexpectedly, this is actually a beautiful fairy mountain.

In the distance, the sky is shining, and the pavilions are towering nearby, and the magnificent colors gradually outline a series of magnificent buildings.

Above are misty clouds, the fairy-like pavilions and pavilions are empty, and the smooth and bright bluestone floors are underfoot, and the buildings here all exude a serious and sharp atmosphere.

Soon, when Mo Kongjing saw the huge four words, she finally woke up, no wonder the aura everywhere here was similar to Mu Zeting.

"Pure Yang Sword Pavilion"

The huge four big characters appeared above his head like a dragon and a phoenix, and Mo Kongjing, who was frowning because of confusion, didn't have time to think about why there was no trace of dense fog here and was brought into another time and space by a burst of glare.

"Wow, this is the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion?! That's great! I finally climbed up! ”

"It's so beautiful! This is the head of the five major sects, the Pure Yang Sword! ”

With the disappearance of the glare, the feeling of whirling the world just now suddenly disappeared without a trace.

And Mo Kongjing, who had not yet gained a firm footing, suddenly had a lot of sounds in her ears, and with the noisy sound, her somewhat confused consciousness finally woke up completely.

"Why, why are there so many people all at once?" Stunned, she opened her mouth slightly, and after the voice emanated from her mouth, she suddenly realized that so many people did not pay attention to her who was shouting loudly.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came to her mind, and she soon realized that these visions were illusions for her, and these illusions naturally could not see her.

When she saw a familiar figure frowning slightly from discomfort in the crowd, she suddenly realized why she had come here in just one breath.

"Could it be that this is the first trial of the Pure Yang Sword's selection of disciples? It is rumored that the peak of the mountain where the Pure Yang Sword is located is straight and steep, and the candidate disciples who come to apprentice are not allowed to use spiritual power, relying entirely on their strong will and physical strength. Mo Kongjing, who had been thinking about it for a long time, said to herself, and after a cursory glance, she could find that the people standing in front of the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion at this moment, none of them were outside, and their breaths were very mellow and strong.

It is precisely because of the severe and cruel deletion experience, and being called cold-blooded and hard training by outsiders, that the Pure Yang Sword can rank first among the five major sects all year round, even in the era when sword cultivation is so scattered, he is still the strongest sect that deserves to be.

The people of the Pure Yang Sword Sect seemed to carry out the truth of rather lack than indiscriminate to the end, and their cold-blooded and cruel sect experience made countless observers laugh.

It is rumored that there are even many times that whenever the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion opens the mountain to accept apprentices, none of the people who come to apprentice can go to the end and pass the trial. But regardless of the process or not, the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion has never made an exception for anyone, and the opening of the mountain and the collection of apprentices often ends with a dismal talent or even a barren person passing the trial.

It is precisely by sticking to the rules and saying the same thing that the Pure Yang Sword disciples can walk in the immortal cultivation world with a heroic and cold and powerful personality for many years.

I'd rather be lacking than overuse, and I'd rather not be able to receive a freshman disciple than to fill up the number indiscriminately.

In a sense, the Pure Yang Sword was even more stubborn and rigid than the Immortal League, which adhered to the rules.

"Although I don't know what's going on, let's go up and take a look, this time the sect opened the mountain to accept disciples, it seems that Mu Ze is also among them?" Bowing his head and muttering to himself, Mo Kongjing, who really couldn't figure out the principle, soon saw two particularly conspicuous figures appear.

Seeing the crowd rushing up, she immediately followed quickly.

"The next level is here, you have only one purpose, that is, to walk to the main hall alive, and now it's too late to regret it, after all, there is only one life!"

In front of the endless staircase, the two cold figures who stepped on the sword said without changing their faces.

The huge staircase in front of the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion was wide and steep, and before the crowd that swarmed up had even walked in front of the two of them, the cold figure coming from the flying sword had already walked away without hesitation.

Those who successfully passed the first level looked gloomily for a long time, the first level set by the Pure Yang Sword was already so extraordinary, and the second level would definitely not be as simple as it sounded.

The crowd did not be depressed for long, and soon some people began to take the first step reluctantly.

With the pace of the first person, more and more people began to take their own steps unswervingly.

The first level is to risk his life to climb up, and he has already arrived here, who is willing to leave like this?

However, soon, screams came from within the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion, and fearful and sharp screams resounded throughout the Immortal Peak.

No one knew what terrifying things were behind the two white jade Optimus Primes that went straight up to the sky, and the rest of them only knew that those terrifying, high-pitched screams quickly dissipated completely on this immortal peak.

Gradually, many people began to waver, began to fear, and finally even if they were unwilling, they could only leave in disgrace.

It was only at this moment that they began to examine, began to reflect, and began to comprehend what the Pure Yang Sword disciple just said about "there is only one life".

Because those screams resounded in the air from time to time, shaking more and more people's original unwavering beliefs, and then gradually, many, many people couldn't stand such a depressing atmosphere, and couldn't stand the coercion of unknown dangers.

A large number of people who came to apprentice were unwilling to leave, after all, the five major sects are not only one of the Pure Yang Sword, and if they can't enter the Pure Yang Sword, they can also go to other sects to try their skills, and there is only one life for each person!

"I remember that the rule of the Pure Yang Sword is that the cultivation of those who come to apprentice must not be lower than the seventh level of Qi cultivation, and the age must not be greater than twenty, right?" Shaking his head to himself, Mo Kongjing was confused.

But any monk who is no older than twenty years old and has reached the seventh level of Qi cultivation is the existence of the pride of heaven no matter which sect or big family he is in, and he has only met the basic requirements of apprenticeship here?

Seeing that the sun was getting higher and higher, although there were also stubborn people who occasionally refused to admit defeat and walked into the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion, there was no one outside, and soon there would be heart-rending screams in the pavilion.

"It seems that this time, the strength of the people who came to apprentice is not very good."

"Alas, our Pure Yang Sword hasn't received a single freshman disciple for a whole hundred years, and no one in the entire ten sessions of the Founding Disciple has been able to pass this easiest second level!"

Without warning, two cold voices suddenly came into Mo Kongjing's ears, and she subconsciously turned around, only to see two cold figures appear in the sky behind her at some point, and when she stared at it, she was surprised to find that these two people were the Pure Yang Sword disciples who had just announced that the second level was going and returning.

(To be continued.) )