m. . *9.*2.*文.*学.*First.*发.*m.*9.*2.*.*x.*bsp; "He Lang, I heard that you signed up for the disciple selection competition?

At the regular meeting of the disciples of Qingxu Peak, Sun Tao looked at He Lang worriedly and asked.

As soon as Sun Tao's words came out, the disciples below began to whisper again, and they all thought that He Lang was not being reprimanded by the peak master this time.

"Peak Master, He Lang thinks clearly, I know that my ability is limited, but as long as there is the slightest opportunity, I will fight for it!" He Lang raised his head, puffed up his chest and said in a firm tone.

"Okay, no matter what the result is, your heart of not admitting defeat, Uncle Shi, I am very happy for you!"

He Lang was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect that the attitude of the seventh senior uncle was completely different from that of the senior brothers and sisters who attacked him, and his heart flowed warmly.

Just as He Lang was about to go back to his residence, Sun Tao stopped him: "He Lang, you come with me." ”

He Lang was a little surprised, and under the surprised gaze of all the disciples, he cautiously followed behind Sun Tao.

"He Lang, this Long Xiao Sword is what my senior brother Nanchen used during his lifetime, and it has been kept here with me, there is a way to be a sword gifter, you are the only sword cultivator in my Qingxu Peak, I want to pass this sword on to you, I hope you can be blue!" Sun Tao stroked the sword body with his hand, and his eyes stared at He Langdao.

"Uncle Shi, He Lang has just built the foundation, how can he be called a capable person? This treasure is really unacceptable!" He Lang could see at a glance that it was a superb treasure.

"There is no need to excuse myself, I have been observing you all this time, and I know that you are a young man with ideas and ambitions, what is lacking now is opportunity, although this sword cannot play a role in turning things around, but he will definitely be able to help you reach a higher place!" Sun Tao was also a little emotional when he said this, and then handed the Long Xiao Sword to He Lang's hand.

He Lang was holding the Long Xiao Sword in his hand, as if he was holding the whole world, even if he had already walked into his own courtyard, he was still immersed in the excitement just now.

"Brother, why did you come back, Brother Tianming has been waiting for you for a long time. Xiao Jin saw the sword in He Lang's arms at a glance.

"Where did this come from? Xiao Jin pointed to the sword in He Lang's arms.

"This is what Uncle Shi just gave me, and he encouraged me. He Lang smiled stupidly.

"Hurry up and get in, Brother Tianming has brought you something. Xiao Jin pushed He Lang into the room.

"He Lang, what treasure have you got?" Tianming asked with a smile when he saw He Lang.

"Tianming, are you here? I'm really happy today, Uncle Shi not only didn't say that I was inadequate, but also encouraged me and gave me this sword. As soon as He Lang entered the house, he kept holding the sword in his arms and was reluctant to put it down.

"Congratulations, as long as you don't give up, there will be miracles, come and see, what I have brought you. Tianming greeted He Lang with a smile.

He Lang walked to the long table and stretched his neck to look at it, it was a yellow bottle full of powder.

"What's in here?" asked He Lang curiously.

"This is not an ordinary thing, I just stole it from Elder Qingming, and it was specially used for you to participate in the disciple selection competition. Qingming said as he opened the large bottle and grabbed a handful of powder.

"What the hell is this for? I still don't understand......

Without waiting for He Lang to finish speaking, Qingming raised his hand, and the powder was sprinkled on He Lang in the next moment.

Immediately afterwards, He Lang found that his body seemed to have disappeared, and there was no trace of feeling.

"Tianming, what is this? Why can't I touch my body?" He Lang was shocked, but the figure reflected by the light projected into the room, obviously the figure was still there?

"This powder can hide your body, but other people can see you, but it can't hurt your body. ”

After He Lang heard this, he suddenly opened his mouth, if it could really play this role, then there would be no danger to him in the disciple selection competition in three days.

But after thinking about it, he asked again, "Tianming, how long can the effect of this powder last?"

"It's about the time of a cup of tea, and you need to use it when it's most critical, because it can only be used once a day at most. ”

Although there was only one cup of tea in time, He Lang was a little disappointed, but he still sincerely thanked Tianming.

"I made a note of it, this thing is so useful to me, brother, thank you. ”

He Lang gratefully patted the other party's shoulder, but found that his hand couldn't touch the other party at all, so he just smiled.

Tianming grabbed another handful of powder and sprinkled it on He Lang's body, and the next moment, his body appeared again.

"Remember, if you sprinkle it again, the previous effect will be gone. ”

The Pan An brothers and sisters also knew that He Lang was going to participate in the disciple selection competition three days later, and they were very worried about him, and they also heard that the sword cultivators who participated in the competition this time were not ordinary and difficult, they were all arrogant and indifferent, and they were extremely heavy, and the two of them were very afraid that He Lang would suffer accidents.

"Childe, let's not participate in that competition, what's so good about being the apprentice of the Jade Immortal Immortal Monarch? How can we be the monarch who rules the two realms of demons and demons! ”

Pan Caiyun heard from Xiaojinkou that He Lang was going to fight with those barbaric sword cultivators, so he pulled his brother to persuade him at night.

After He Lang heard this, he couldn't help but despise it in his heart: "You give me money to recruit troops and buy horses?

"Yes, what my sister said makes sense, I also saw that there are thousands of sword cultivators gathered at the outer gate, none of them are easy to mess with, it's better to think long-term!"

Obviously, in the eyes of the Pan An brothers and sisters, He Lang's behavior of participating in the disciple selection competition was extremely dangerous, and there was no return, he smiled and said: "It's not as dangerous as you think, I already have a perfect plan, even if I can't be chosen, it is impossible to be killed, don't worry about it." ”

persuaded the Pan An brothers and sisters, Zhan Zhaohua took Bai Haoran and Meng Yong to persuade him again, which meant that he should weigh his own catties and taels, and not blindly give away his life.

He Lang also sighed in his heart, although these people are not optimistic about themselves, they do put themselves in their own shoes, afraid that they will have an accident.

Although He Lang behaved very bravely in front of people, like a warrior who was not afraid of hardships and dangers, as soon as these people left, he sat on the bed and couldn't get up.

"Brother, why are you so depressed, didn't you say it impassionedly just now?" Xiao Jin deliberately squeezed He Lang.

"Xiao Jin, others don't know what's going on with me, don't you know, how can I have any foolproof strategy, just give myself courage!" After speaking, He Lang fell backwards and lay on the bed like a broken frame.

He Lang lay on the bed, more and more worried, if at first he went to sign up because he was fooled by Tianming, then now under the cynicism of most people, he also has to think, is he really overestimating himself?

As the selection competition got closer and closer, He Lang's pressure became heavier and heavier, and the people he met every day would ask him how he was preparing for the competition? Is he sure that he will leave with his whole body? And he always nodded firmly, showing a fearless look.

Only when he was left alone did he add emptiness to his heart.

He even thought of writing a suicide note to Lan Yun, picked up the pen and thought about it for a long time, and then put it down again.

He sighed and said in his heart: "Do you tell your eldest brother that because he was fooled by others, he didn't do what he could, and he caused his final death? No, it's too cheap to write like this, even if you write, you have to write that you have no regrets about pursuing higher and farther, and dying for your faith! But when you think about it again, you are dead, and you are still afraid that others will laugh at you?"

Thinking about it, he really wrote a letter, which was attached: "Big brother Lan Yun personally opened!"

When I finished writing, I tucked the letter under my pillow and was relieved.

And at this moment, Lan Yun and Ding Hui were rushing to the Jade Immortal Gate, they received the news from Zhan Zhaohua, and knew that He Lang was going to participate in the Ten Dead Disciple Selection Competition, and after knowing it, they rushed here overnight.

However, they are still halfway there, and it is still unknown whether they will be able to arrive on the day of the competition.

He Lang's current popularity in Qingxu Peak has surpassed Zhan Zhaohua, and he has become a joke and talking point in the mouths of all disciples.

Slowly, there were female disciples from other peaks who also came to pay homage to this low-level sword cultivator who didn't know the height of the sky, but was extremely handsome in appearance.

Often He Lang walked on the road when he heard someone whispering next to him.

"Look, it's him, his name is He Lang, I heard that the foundation has just been built. ”

"He's really bold, he wants to fight with those Jin Dan and Yuan Ying, and his brain isn't broken, right?"

"It's just a pity that this look, why does it seem to be missing a tendon in my head?"

Everyone sighed, it seemed that He Lang was rushing to find death this time.

The first major event that caused a sensation in the entire upper cultivation world, the competition for the selection of disciples by the Jade Immortal Immortal Monarch will kick off today.

The so-called selection competition is to go through several rounds of elimination, and in the end, the Jade Immortal Immortal will choose his favorite person as his apprentice among the few remaining winners.

Of course, those who are not selected will be rewarded as long as they make it to the final round.

These rewards include qualifications to cultivate in the Heavenly Immortal Land of the Jade Immortal Gate Cave, valuable cheats, superb magic weapons, elixirs, etc.

He Lang rushed to the top of Yuxian Peak early in the morning, and this competition was held in the martial arts arena seven years ago.

Zhan Zhaohua, Bai Haoran, Meng Yong and Pan An brothers and sisters all came with He Lang, and as relatives and friends of the contestants, they were all qualified to enter the stadium to watch the competition.

As soon as He Lang entered the martial arts arena, he was shocked in his heart, and he found himself being scrutinized by countless high-pressure gazes.

And he couldn't see the other party's cultivation at all.

Before the competition, no one knew how the game was played, and most people's guess was that the sword cultivators duel in pairs, and the one who did not fall in the end was the winner.

However, the actual rules of the competition surprised everyone.

It turned out that all the sword cultivators who participated in the selection were not allowed to bring weapons and hidden weapons into the venue.

In order to reduce casualties, the Jade Immortal Gate adopted a new competition rule under the instruction of the Jade Immortal Monarch.

All the sword cultivators in the competition were assigned a wooden sword model that looked like a long sword but was actually like a toy, and a set of white robes.

The model has a button on the hilt of the sword, and when you press it, the model will spray all kinds of liquid outward, and the final winner of the competition will be the one with cleaner clothes.

After He Lang knew the rules of the game, his heart, which had been beating suddenly, finally calmed down, and he knew that his life should not be in danger.