"Brother Qiu, how many elders are there in the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

The autumn sun finally sank into the abyss, the night rose in the west, and the autumn moon rose in the east.

The moonlight was like water, splashing on the vast land shrouded in night, stretching the shadows of Feng Yi and Qiu Ping very long.

The two walked towards Linjiang City, and Feng Yi threw a yellow cloth sac to Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping was not polite to him, and tied it around his waist after taking it.

This yellow cloth sac is owned by Lu Ming, but Lu Ming has now returned to nothingness, and his belongings have naturally become the spoils of Feng Yi.

"In order to join the Heavenly Sword Sect, I have also done a lot of homework. Qiu Ping said with a smile, not thinking that Feng Yi had killed the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect, or that he might offend the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect because of this.

"There are a total of ten elders in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and Elder Yu Feijin is the uncle of the sect leader Yu Hongchen, and his cultivation is similar to Yu Hongchen, and they are all powerhouses in the late stage of the sixth step of the Yuan Fetal Realm of Xuan Xiu. Below it are the four elders of the sea, the broad, the sky, and the sky, all of whom are said to be old and decrepit, and their cultivation is also in the middle and late stages of the fifth step of the Xuan Xiu Sea Realm. Then there are the five elders Luo, Zhang, Chu, Shen, and Lu. ”

Feng Yi said: "That person looks to be around twenty-five or sixteen years old, he shouldn't be the fourth rank of the sea and the sky, and it can't be the Great Elder Yu Feijin. ”

Qiu Ping nodded, "Elder Zhang's name is Zhang Changsheng, and he cultivated in the middle of the Sea Realm, and he gave birth to a pair of white eyebrows, which is often called Zhang Baimei. Elder Chu's name is Chu Xuan, and he is also a cultivator in the middle of the Bihai Realm, and it is said that he is a fat man with a fat head and big ears. Elder Shen's name is Shen Yinglan, and in the early days of the Sea Realm, she was a female cultivator. The person that the brother saw should be the last ranked Elder Lu Yuanlin, who was in the early stage of cultivation in the Sea Realm. ”

"In the early days of the Sea Realm, at the age of twenty-five or sixteen, he was able to cultivate like this? This person is indeed a great talent. Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qiu Ping shook his head and smiled, and said: "That Lu Yuanlin became famous as early as sixty years ago, if he is counted as old, I am afraid that he has already passed 100." The reason why he looks like he is only about twenty-five or sixteen years old is actually because the Xuan Gong he practices has a miraculous effect on rejuvenating the face and maintaining health. ”

As he spoke, his expression froze, and he said in a deep voice: "I heard that Lu Yuanlin is not only amorous and lustful, but also has a small belly and chicken intestines, which is very popular. The brother was hated by him first, and now he has killed his servant, and I am afraid that his life in Linjiang City will not be easy in the future. ”

Feng Yi stopped, turned his head to look at Qiu Ping, and said apologetically: "The little brother is not thoughtful, and he is drunk for a while, and he only thinks about killing, but he didn't expect that this move will affect Brother Qiu." ”

Qiu Ping's expression was straight, and he said angrily: "What kind of words did my brother say? How can I, Qiu Ping, be the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? Then Lu Yuanlin will make further efforts, and I am not afraid of my brother." If he really dares to come to find trouble with your brother, brother, I will fight this life and bear it with you. ”

affectionate and righteous, which made Feng Yi's heart warm.

When the heart is warm, the guilt in the heart is even worse.

Because of Luo Bing, Lu Yuanlin's killing intent was originally Feng Yi's private matter, but now Qiu Ping was implicated in this unwarranted disaster, or he could be hunted down and killed by the powerhouses in the early stage of the Sea Reclamation Realm at any time, Feng Yiyan could be happy?

But if you don't want to go, the matter has come to this point, and regret is useless.

Feng Yi thought about it, and in the end, he could only keep his mind on his mind and continue to walk towards the city.

Linjiang City does not close the city gate at night, because it is the Heavenly Sword Sect, the overlord of the Western Realm, who sits in the city. With the strength of the Heavenly Sword Sect, there is no need to close the city gate at night and beware of thieves and beasts.

The two found an inn, and after eating and drinking dinner, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

Early the next morning, Qiu Ping came to wake up Feng Yi and said, "Today is the day of the Heavenly Sword Sect's assessment, let's go early." ”

Feng Yi got up and put on his shoes, cleaned up and rinsed his face.

But I heard Qiu Ping say again: "Brother, you are here for Luo Bing, but now you ...... The situation is already like this, if you have no intention of joining the Heavenly Sword Sect, you don't need to accompany me. ”

He could see that Feng Yi was not very interested in the Heavenly Sword Sect's assessment.

Luo Bing is the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and he is Feng Yi's old love, if Feng Yi joins the Heavenly Sword Sect and succumbs to Luo Bing, wouldn't it be too dignified?

Big man, it's hard to be so insulting.

Feng Yi shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, I don't have a place to go, so I will join the Heavenly Sword Sect with you, and I can get the sect's resources to supply, and I can also worry about the Xuanxiu Road in the future." ”

Although he said that, he was actually not greedy for the Heavenly Sword Sect's resource supply.

There were two reasons why Feng Yi chose to participate in the assessment of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

First, because of Qiu Ping's safety, he killed Lu Ming last night, although it was secretive, it was difficult for outsiders to detect, but it definitely couldn't hide it from Lu Yuanlin.

Lu Yuanlin is an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a powerhouse in the Sea Realm, and if he wants to kill Qiu Ping, it is no more difficult than killing an ant.

As for the second reason, Feng Yi didn't dare to face it directly.

In the end, he was still reluctant to let go of his feelings with Luo Bing.

The word love always makes people very entangled and painful.

Where is the headquarters of the Heavenly Sword Sect, there is no need to ask others, just look around, but see the tallest building in Linjiang City, that is where the headquarters of the Heavenly Sword Sect is located.

Feng Yi and Qiu Ping came side by side, but when they saw the golden walls and red tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, they were so angry.

On the door, the word heavenly sword is ancient, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and there is infinite sword intent divergence. It seems that if you look directly for a moment, you will be blinded by the fierce sword intent on it.

Qiu Ping only glanced up, then hurriedly withdrew his gaze. Turning his head to look aside, he saw an endless stream of people who came to take the exam, including young men, young talents, and middle-aged reckless men.

There are also girls and women dressed in red dresses and carrying swords and swords.

When everyone came to the gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, without exception, they were all attracted by the word 'Heavenly Sword' hanging high above the door.

But without exception, they all only glanced at it, and then hurriedly withdrew their gaze, not daring to look more.

"Brother, line up, wait for the next time to register the origin of the name and surname, and then go to the Tianyu Mountain Range with the assessment elders to hunt demon beasts. You can figure out whether you choose to lead the assessment or choose the deacon assessment. Once a choice has been made, it can no longer be changed, whether it passes or not. ”

Qiu Ping withdrew his gaze from looking around at everyone, turned his head to look at Feng Yi beside him, but saw that he was still staring at the word Heavenly Sword on the door, his gaze was fixed and unmoving.

"Brother?" Qiu Ping shouted again.

Feng Yishi came back to his senses, and after retracting his gaze, he stood still in place, thoughtful.

The word "sword that day" fell in the eyes of others, and it could only be seen that it contained a fierce sword intent, dazzling, and it was difficult to see it for a long time.

But Feng Yi is well versed in the way of the Heavenly Sword, and he has the true inheritance of the Eighteen Heavenly Sword Styles of the Heavenly Sword Master. Looking at the word sword again, I immediately found some kendo charm between the lines.

Once, he was influenced by the thoughts of the Heavenly Sword Master, believing that the eighteen forms of the Heavenly Sword contained ethereal and illusory thoughts, and vainly tried to forget oneself in order to deny one's own evil.

It was precisely because of this that he realized the nameless knife that contained the power of the knife.

After that knife is cut out, it is illusory, unreal, unreal, real and false, and virtual and real. Although the power is strong, after all, it does not fit Feng Yi's original intention, and the loss is extremely great, and it will also backfire on itself and cause serious injuries.

Then in the altar of Xiaowu, Feng Yi comprehended the martial arts, and eliminated all the thoughts of the Heavenly Sword Master contained in the eighteen styles of the Heavenly Sword, removing the false and retaining the truth, leaving only the eighteen-style basic swordsmanship.

Take this as a branch, go forward, invincible, and eventually succeed.

At that time, Feng Yi thought that he had asked the eighteenth style of the Heavenly Sword, that is, the rebirth of the Heavenly Sword Master, and he might not be able to master it thoroughly.

Looking at the word Heavenly Sword now, Feng Yi suddenly found that he underestimated the Heavenly Sword Master and overestimated himself.

The Way of the Heavenly Sword doesn't stop there.

Invincible, a sword to cut out the unstoppable ultimate sword intent of all things, and it doesn't stop there.

The way of the sword is like the way of the heart, and if the heart is uncertain, the sword will not be determined. The heart is invincible, and the sword is naturally difficult to exert the meaning of being invincible and indomitable.

It is necessary to have the unity of the heart and sword, which is the true way of the sword.

The way of the sword is the extreme, and the road is long.

With this thought in his heart, he realized this, Feng Yi subconsciously pointed like a sword, and pointed out obliquely.

This finger, there are no sword moves, no swordsmanship. There are no stabs, slashes, teasing, picking, or winding...... There is no intention of the Heavenly Sword.

Some are just the indomitable and invincible meaning in Feng Yi's heart. The sword is out, no one can stop it, and those who block it will be killed!

There is only one killing word.

Martial arts are killing skills, and the only purpose is only to kill, nothing more.

The sword came out, and the sword qi broke through the air, shaking the air and letting out a faint and rapid dragon groan.

The dragon's groans suddenly rose and stopped. That invisible sword qi also did not enter the bluestone ground at Feng Yi's feet, and there was no trace.

Someone heard the dragon's groan, turned his head to look, but saw nothing.

Confused, with confusion, everyone turned their heads back.

Only Qiu Ping could see it clearly, because he had been staring at Feng Yi.

"What a fierce sword aura, such a fierce killing intent. ”

The killing intent dissipated, Feng Yi came back to his senses, and smiled lightly at Qiu Ping.

Smiling, he suddenly felt something, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

As far as the eye could see, I saw an old man about eighty years old with gray hair, standing under the sect. Although he is old, his back is stiff and straight, and his old eyes are even more refined.

At this time, the old man's gaze was passing through the crowd and falling on Feng Yi's body.

The four eyes intersected, and the old man's expression changed, first in surprise, and then in regret.

Surprised, Feng Yi knows. It's a pity, Feng Yi also knows.

The surprise was that the old man saw the fierce sword intent hidden in Feng Yi's chest, and regretted that the old man saw that Feng Yi had become an adult, his foundation had been solidified, and he had no hope of becoming an inner disciple.

The old man retracted his gaze, and Feng Yi also retracted his gaze.

Qiu Ping said in a low voice: "He is the assessment elder this time, and he is also the head of the four elders of the Sea and Sky who is the most respected in the Heavenly Sword Sect, in addition to the sect master and the Supreme Elder. ”

Feng Yi nodded, but heard Elder Hai say in a loud voice: "Everyone, please line up and sign up one by one." ”

He has a warm voice, and he does not have a trace of the momentum of a master, but is more like an amiable old man.

Qiu Ping leaned into Feng Yi's ear and said, "Among the ten elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Elder Weihai is the most kind, and he doesn't have a little arrogance. In the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was also the most respected and loved. ”

Some people have already stepped forward to sign up one after another, Feng Yi and Qiu Ping are not too early, and they are in the middle of the list.

Feng Yi turned his head and looked around, there were no less than three thousand applicants, and the square in front of the Heavenly Sword Sect was crowded, and there was no room for it.

It wasn't until the middle of the day that it was finally Feng Yi's turn to register with Qiu Ping.

The master bookkeeper raised his head and asked expressionlessly: "Name, age, cultivation, number of martial arts paths, household registration, assessment goals." ”

Qiu Ping hurriedly replied: "Deacon Hui asked, his name is Qiu Ping, he has nine out of ten years and twenty, and he has a half-step through Xuan Xiu, and his martial arts are the number of guns. Growing up in Guyang City in the west, he has never joined any sect, he is a casual cultivator, and his assessment target is the leader of the outer hall. ”

The main book looked up, glanced at Qiu Ping, and then waved his pen to record.

After the record, he raised his hand to the north city gate and said, "Thirty miles outside the city, the No. 2 building ship." ”

Qiu Ping nodded and went, but did not leave the city immediately, but stayed outside the crowd, waiting for Feng Yi.

Feng Yi approached, without waiting for the master book to ask, and reported to his family: "Feng Yi, nineteen, the early stage of cultivation in the inner rest realm, good at knife skills." He was once a disciple of the Dragon Yin Sect in the Western Realm, and later joined the Gongsun family of Sanxuancheng. After the fall of the Gongsun family, the wandering was scattered. The assessment target is the deacons of the outer church. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.