In the early morning, a soft mist rises from the low mountains, and the mountains are painted with a soft milky white, and the white mist renders everything hazy and psychedelic.

"Why are you tired all over your face, didn't you rest yesterday?" Jingwen saw Fu Bottle, who was tired on his face, and walked over.

"Alas, yesterday I was in the house, trying to cultivate the first layer of soul power, probably because my heart was not calm enough, it took me all night, until the disciple brought food in the morning, and I still couldn't cultivate a wisp of soul power.

I simply stopped, ate my meal, and when I saw that you had no intention of going out of the house, I gave you the food and put it in front of the house.

I tried a few more times just now, and it still failed, so I wanted to come out and breathe, and then go back and try again. Jingwen, how is your soul power cultivation?" Fu Bottled Rain opened his mouth with some loss.

"I practiced for a while yesterday, but I didn't succeed, so I just went to sleep.

If you continue to try today, don't worry too much, if you want to come to practice for a long time, you don't have to worry about it for a while, but first take a good rest and nourish your spirit, maybe it will help. Jing Wen didn't dare to tell Fu Beiyu that he had successfully cultivated a wisp of soul power yesterday so as not to hit her, and then comforted her.

"You're right, I'll sit in the courtyard for a while, and then I'll go get some sleep. The food is almost cold, you can eat it quickly. Fu Beiyu said with a smile, she heard that Jingwen was also unsuccessful, and she was in a much better mood.

Seeing that she didn't have the low mood she had at first, Jing Wen smiled at her, and then took the meal seriously.

Fu Beiyu sat not far away, looked at the scenery in the distance for a while, turned his head again, and saw Jingwen gobbling up.

They all began to wonder if the meal was the same as the one they had eaten earlier. Seeing him eat so deliciously, Fu Bottled Yu was a little greedy, but she didn't bother him, just watched so quietly.

A ray of sunlight gently sprinkled on Jingwen's face, illuminating his immature face with a bit of brilliance, and Fu Beiyu looked a little dazed for a while.

Jingwen also noticed Fu Beiyu's gaze, raised his head and asked stupidly, "Do you still want to eat?"

"No need, I'll go back to the house and practice. Fu Bottled Yu hurriedly looked away and hurried back to the room.

Jingwen finished eating, stood up, stretched his muscles, stretched his waist, went to the mountain spring to wash up, followed the path, blew the breeze, and went to the forest for a few laps, and then returned to the stone house to continue his practice.

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The mountain dwelling is lonely, but it is also quiet, Jingwen shuttles between stone houses, courtyards, and bamboo forests every day, occasionally sharing and exchanging spiritual insights with others, and soon he adapts to life here.

In a flash, a month has passed.

In the past month, everyone has been cultivating hard, especially Senior Brother Qin, Jing Wen hasn't even met once.

Early morning.

There was a knock on the door outside the stone house.

Jingwen slowly opened his eyes, stopped cultivating, and walked out of the stone house.

"Jingwen, Senior Brother Zhang is here, come here. Yu Xia said with a smile.

Jingwen found that everyone had already gathered in the courtyard, so he walked up quickly with Yu Xia.

When Senior Brother Zhang saw that Jingwen and Yu Xia had also arrived, he spoke: "Senior brothers and sisters, you have been coming to the Western Ancient Sect for a month, and today Senior Brother will take you to the Foreign Affairs Hall and the Yellow Tower.

Follow me, remember the route, and you'll have to go on your own. ”

This time, Zhang Feng did not drive the flying boat, but led everyone on foot.

Jingwen and his party followed.

An hour later, they arrived at the Great Hall of Foreign Affairs. At this time, many people gathered outside the main hall.

"These people, like you, are also disciples who have just entered the sect this year, counting you, there are a total of forty-eight new disciples.

The Western Ancient Sect is a first-class sect in the Qingtian Continent, and its reputation is not small, and many disciples from other states and counties, and the cultivation families also send their children to the Western Ancient Sect for cultivation.

Among these forty-eight people, in addition to you, there are also some people from other states and counties, who, like you, also passed the assessment of the Heavenly Chosen Tower and were selected to join the sect.

Others, on the other hand, are the children of the elders and Dharma protectors within the Western Ancient Sect, as well as the children of the cultivator families.

People from other states and counties, because of the long distance, will take the test a few days later than you.

However, they all came to the Foreign Affairs Hall today to receive the tokens of the sect and the soul stone. Senior Brother Zhang introduced Jingwen and them, and then led a few people to wait in line outside the Foreign Affairs Hall.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time. A young man with small eyes, broad shoulders and a strong body walked up, followed by several teenagers.

"Senior Brother Duanmu, you're here too. Zhang Feng saw the person who was coming, arched his hand and said.

"Yes, this year, these disciples are led by me, it's not easy. Duanmu said, gesturing to the teenagers behind him.

"Senior brother is too modest. Zhang Feng smiled.

"By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, that day, the soul bell rang, resounding throughout the entire sect, and I also heard it. Later, I heard from my father that you were taking care of this group of new disciples.

I happened to meet it today, so let Senior Brother see who has such great ability, who can compete with Senior Brother Jiang Li, the peerless genius of our Western Ancient Sect, and attract the Soul Bell. Duanmu Lang said.

"It's Senior Brother Jingwen. Yu Xia didn't have time to think about it, and happily pointed to Jingwendao.

Zhang Feng frowned slightly when he heard Yu Xia pointing at Jingwen to speak.

"Looks ordinary. It's not as sharp as Senior Brother Jiang Li, how ordinary you look at it, Senior Brother Zhang, I'm not mistaken. Duanmu circled around Jingwen and muttered to himself.

"Senior Brother Duanmu, it's this kid, but he's still young, and of course there's still a little bit of a gap between him and Senior Brother Jiang Li. Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"That is, Senior Brother Jiang is a genius, and we are so overwhelmed that we have to work hard to catch up, can this kid become Senior Brother Jiang's second? Duanmu snorted lightly.

"Senior brother, people should not be disguised. I think that Jingwen's junior brother is not a thing in the pool. Zhang Feng said.

"Hmph, as an internal heir of the sect, I have been suppressed by Senior Brother Jiang, but these new disciples behind me will definitely not.

Listen, this young man has triggered the Soul Bell, as the internal heirs of the sect, you all understand what this means, I don't want to see you inferior to him in the future, go to the Yellow Tower later, and give me a good performance. Got it?" Duanmu pointed at Jingwen and said loudly to the young man behind him.

"Yes, Senior Brother Duanmu. Several teenagers said seriously.

"What kind of system is it to be noisy here. Senior Brother Zhang, take them into the hall to receive the sect's tokens, Duanmu, Elder Luo tells you to be quiet. At this moment, a woman walked out of the main hall.

Duanmu shrugged his shoulders and said no more.

"Ignore him. Zhang Feng said softly beside Jingwen.

Jingwen nodded.

Immediately, Zhang Feng led them into the main hall.

An hour later.

Jingwen received a token, the token is made of special materials, the front of the token is his name, and the back is vigorously engraved with the two big characters of 'Xigu'.

In addition, each person also received ten soul stones. Jingwen put the token and the human soul stone into the Qiankun bag.

Entering the main hall, in addition to the woman just now, there was also a middle-aged woman in the hall, she saw Jingwen and the others come in, and encouraged them to practice hard. When she waited for Jingwen, she added softly, don't let him down.

Jingwen didn't know who this person was, so he had to nod his head.

Out of the main hall, I happened to bump into Duanmu with several other teenagers, walking towards the main hall.

Senior Brother Zhang stepped forward to say goodbye to Duanmu, and then led Jingwen and them to the Yellow Tower.

In the end, the group stopped in front of an ethereal mountain peak, surrounded by lush trees, flowing springs and waterfalls, and birds flying, full of vitality, it is really a good place.

The mountain peak is engraved with a golden 'yellow' character, although the yellow building is said to be a building, in fact it is indeed a majestic and towering mountain. And the entrance to the mountain peak is being guarded by two disciples.

Beside the two disciples, there was a huge dark stone tablet, which was the Qianlong Tablet, and Senior Brother Zhang led everyone forward.

Jingwen found that the stele was engraved with many names from top to bottom, and there was only one name in the first line: Xi Guxiong, in October of the third year, was the only one

Engraved on the top for admiration.

In the second line, many names are engraved.

The first name: Zhang Qingzhu, July of the third year.

Mu Yunsheng, September of the third year.

Su Nanming, September of the third year.

Millennium, October of the third year.

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Zhang Tianlan, September of the fourth year.

Luo Ying, September 4.

Jiang Li, October of the fourth year.

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Shen Jianxin, December of the fourth year.

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Lu Youyu, December of the fourth year.

Jing Wen was in the seventy-second place of the stele and saw the name of Senior Brother Jiang Li.

Zhang Feng saw that everyone's eyes were attracted by the stone stele, walked closer, and said: "This is the Hidden Dragon Tablet of the Western Ancient Sect, all disciples who can break through the Soul Attracting Realm and enter the Initial Realm within five years can engrave the Hidden Dragon Tablet for future generations of disciples to admire, which is a great honor." ”

"The first line is the founding patriarch of our Western Ancient Sect. It only took him three years and ten months to break through the Soul Attraction Realm back then. ”

In addition to those former sages of the Western Ancient Sect, what I know on the Qianlong Tablet now is Zhang Tianlan, who is ranked seventieth, and he is the current head of our Western Ancient Sect. Senior Brother Zhang said.

"On that day, when we went to the main hall, let us practice well, kind old man?" Liu Dong asked suspiciously.

"Yes. That's right. You see, this Luo Ying, who is ranked seventy-first, is now the great elder of the sect. As for the seventy-two Jiang Li, you have not heard much about it during this time.

Then there are Senior Brother Shen and Senior Sister Lu, who are ranked ninety-nine and one hundred and two, who are the personal disciples of the head of the sect, and they are dressed in purple.

You have to work hard, senior brother, I am not qualified to be on the list, but I hope you can, senior brother is optimistic about you. Zhang Feng laughed loudly.

Under the influence and infection of Zhang Feng, the group was high-spirited, and they all hoped to engrave their names on the Qianlong Monument. Especially Qin Feng, he clenched his fists, his eyes full of excitement.

Zhang Feng looked at the junior brothers and sisters in front of him, and also thought of himself at that time, just like them, full of pride, and suddenly sighed.

"Senior brother, this Qingzhu senior still has the same surname as you, if you don't count the ancestor, he should be the first person in the Western Ancient Sect, does the senior know this senior?" asked Yu Xia with a curious face.