These people gathered outside the main hall were not specifically waiting for the messenger of the real people, but the young people they met outside the mountain gate yesterday.

They gathered here again to-day, and looked into the temple with anxious faces, as if they were waiting for something.

Ren Zhen saw it in his eyes, and his smile was intriguing, "The sword test ceremony, it's really time for us to come......"

Mo Yuqing asked suspiciously, "What is the Sword Trial Ceremony?" ”

"Trying the sword, washing the sword, and inheriting the sword, these are the three routine steps of Yunyao Sect's annual recruitment of apprentices. The sword test ceremony, to put it bluntly, is to let all the newcomers catch each other and fight each other, and the young talents who stand out will finally get the admission quota. ”

Mo Yuqing was relieved, "A fair duel, you can see the strength and weakness, and you can easily select amazing talents." ”

"You're too naïve," Ren Zhen snorted lightly, recalling the information he had, and mocked: "All the way here, haven't you seen through their true faces?" ”

Mo Yuqing didn't know why.

"Just like you said, the old guys of Yunyao Sect are greedy and selfish, and they only care about their own selfish interests, so they don't care if they are unfair. The so-called fair competition is all arranged by them, hum, there are more famous halls in it. ”

"You mean...... Are they cheating? ”

"Respected as one of the sword masters, who in the world doesn't want to worship under the Yunyao Sect? Just by signing up for the primary, they made too much money. Which of the young people who are qualified to enter the mountain gate is not from a powerful and famous family? ”

Ren Zhen stretched out his fingers and flicked the famous sword of the Xiahou family in his hand, with an expression of disgust.

"Whoever gives more money will be assigned to the weaker opponent, this is the fair rule in your mouth. As for the very few mud that can't support the wall, that's easy to do, just buy off the opponent in advance and admit defeat. ”

Speaking of this, he stared at the majestic and luxurious palace complex in front of him and sneered.

"Rotten wood can't be carved, how can those gentlemen practice their swords hard, they just want to get a background. After going down the mountain, they will participate in the Great Imperial Examination, and they will take this background to mix with official positions in the army and be at ease. A dignified soldier, a kendo talent, hum, it sounds so majestic! ”

Mo Yuqing gritted her teeth and was indignant.

She works at the Lelai Inn, and every year she sees many poor young people passing by for the exam. They came all the way and didn't hesitate to spend discs, just to learn swords sincerely and want to be among the famous factions.

It's a pity that they are full of sincerity, but they are kept in the dark, fooled by those high-ranking sect elders, and they work in vain every year, and they return in disgrace.

At that time, she still felt a pity, comforting them that they would be prosperous in the coming year, who would have thought that the truth would be like this!

Ren Zhen didn't know what she really thought, and said with emotion: "Under the Sword Peak, you said that the Yunyao Sect has three thousand sword scriptures, but it can't become the strongest sword sect. At that time, I wanted to tell you that if you can't hand over enough chips, you are not qualified to step into Guiyun Pavilion. There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Great Cloud Yao Sect, how many people have really read those sword scriptures? ”

Mo Yuqing was silent and clenched her fists.

Ren Zhen held the long sword in his hand, walked to the main hall, and said in a deep voice: "The fall of the Yunyao Sect is the trend of the times. No matter how powerful the sword is, it can't save this group of small people. ”

At this time, a young man in white walked out of the main hall, strutting with his head held high, very majestic.

"Look, Fang Shiyu is out!" When the man came out, the crowd began to make an uproar.

Fang Shiyu, a young man in white, walked to the steps in front of the door and raised his hand, and the originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Everyone stared at the scroll in his hand, looking nervous. Obviously, this is the end result of the Sword Trial Ceremony.

Seeing this, Ren Zhen stopped at the back of the crowd to watch the excitement.

Fang Shiyu was condescending, glanced at the people below, coughed dryly, and said indifferently: "The sect has recruited a total of thirty-six people this year, and now the list is read out." ”

"First place, Cui Mingjiu!"

As soon as the words fell, the son-in-law named Cui Mingjiu screamed, and excitedly hugged the young man beside him and shook violently.

He was dressed in fancy clothes and his expression was extremely pompous, attracting countless disdainful glances.

One by one, names spit out from Fang Shiyu's mouth, and young people in the crowd cheered one after another. Others' hearts are getting heavier, and there is less and less hope left.

"Thirty-fourth, Lin Dong."

"Thirty-fifth, Xiao Yan."

Fang Shiyu's speech was slow, and when he read this, he stopped abruptly.

The nerves of those young people who had not yet been admitted were tense, and their hearts were all hanging in their throats. This last spot is their last hope.

Under everyone's gaze, the corners of Fang Shiyu's mouth were slightly raised, and a treacherous smile appeared on his face.

"Thirty-sixth, free."

"Free?" Everyone froze and asked, "Why?" Didn't you say that you would accept thirty-six people? ”

Behind the crowd, Ren Zhen was also surprised, he didn't know what kind of medicine Baiyun Yaozong was selling in the gourd this time.

Fang Shiyu waved his hand, signaled everyone to remain quiet, and said unhurriedly: "The reason why it is hanging in the air is because there is no suitable candidate. So the real person in charge decided to add another round of competition to everyone. ”

As soon as the words fell, the young people made a noise again, and their faces showed dissatisfaction.

"Didn't you compare them all once today? How can it be compared? ”

"Compared with each other, the result is not determined by them!"

"No, they want to ...... again"

Everyone was gossiping and annoyed by the decision.

Hearing these discussions, Fang Shiyu snorted coldly and said expressionlessly: "The real person in charge of the family has his own intentions when he arranges it like this. If you have the skill to chew your tongue, you might as well care more about the new rules. ”

The young men were afraid of his majesty and fell silent.

"Before announcing the new rules, I'll mention someone to you," Fang Shiyu suddenly smiled with a sly look in his eyes, "I think you all know that the Sword Saint cultivation has been completely lost, and he has returned to the Seven Peaks yesterday. ”

When Ren Zhen heard this, he chuckled in his heart, and had a very bad premonition, "Why did it suddenly hit me......"

"The topic of this round of competition is, before dawn tomorrow, whoever catches Gu Jiantang first and brings him here, the last place will belong to him!"

"What?" The crowd completely exploded, and the faces of the young men changed drastically, "Let's go catch the Sword Master?!" ”

Who would have guessed that the head would come up with such a terrifying topic.

Ren Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became complicated, "That old thing, he actually came up with such a vicious idea!" ”

There is no doubt that the young people present are all famous and noble, and their backgrounds are prominent. Whatever the outcome, after a fight, there will be damage on both sides. In this way, he will form a grudge against those forces.

The idea of a group of rats chasing cats and throwing rats is too insidious.

Mo Yuqing's expression was solemn, although she couldn't see the mystery, she also understood that a catastrophe was about to come.

There are more than 100 people here!

On the other side, those young people were also agitated and couldn't help but make noise.

"The mountains and mountains, the forests are dangerous and the waters are evil, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack, alas, where can we catch Gu Jiantang."

"Idiot, even if you find him, do you think that with our fists and legs, we can really defeat the dignified Sword Saint?"

"Have you forgotten? Yesterday in front of the mountain gate, he crushed Xiahou Ba strongly, known as invincible in the three realms! ”

The more everyone discussed, the more panicked they became, and their words were full of despair.

They have been powerful and blessed for a long time, and they usually slack off in their cultivation, and the strongest one is only in the second realm, and they are vulnerable in front of Ren Zhen, so thank God that they can retreat with their whole body, let alone ask for a bargain.

Many people were frustrated and ready to give up on this round of competition. Compared with following up with Yun Yaozong, of course, it is more important to save his life.

Fang Shiyu saw through their thoughts, smiled gently, and encouraged: "Don't be afraid, although Gu Jiantang's strength is strong, he was seriously injured last night and is very weak now. There are so many of you, taking turns to consume him, you will definitely be able to drag him down! ”

Ren Zhen listened to it in his ears, and frowned, "It seems that those old things want to play with cats and rats, so that I can run all over the mountains and be exhausted." ”

Mo Yuqing tugged at the corners of his clothes and reminded in a low voice: "Before they find out, let's run away!" ”

At this moment, Fang Shiyu's gaze suddenly shifted over, and his smile was indescribably gloomy, "In addition, I will tell you another piece of good news." Gu Jiantang himself is standing behind you at this moment! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned around at the same time and looked at Ren Zhen not far away.

"He's really here!"

The faces of the people turned pale in an instant.

Mo Yuqing sighed and lowered her head in frustration, "It's over, we can't run away now!" ”

There was silence and the atmosphere became very awkward.

Fang Shiyu paced to the middle of the crowd, looked at Ren Zhen who was fluttering in white, and said jokingly: "Little uncle, you really dare to come here knowing that it is the Longtan Tiger's Den!" ”

A "little uncle" shouted, and he deliberately accentuated his tone, which sounded particularly harsh, clearly mocking Ren Zhen.

Ren Zhen frowned and said, "Take me to see the master." ”

Fang Shiyu tilted his head, with a kind smile on his face, "I can't even see a few peak masters, and I still want to go to see the master, your idea is too naïve." ”

Ren Zhen didn't want to waste his words, and his eyes moved to the vast sea of clouds in the mountains. He just wanted to find out the Seven Peaks leyline as soon as possible.

Fang Shiyu's smile became thicker, and he said gently: "You know in your heart that the head of the sect can't bear to expel you from the mountain. So this competition is a gamble. ”

Ren Zhen moved his gaze back, looking indifferent.

Fang Shiyu was right, Yun Yaozong was just humiliating him, and he didn't really intend to drive him away. Who would be stupid enough to turn away the fat that was delivered to their mouths and give it to another sect?

"As long as you can hold out until dawn, you can choose any place to live," Fang Shiyu revealed his true nature and smiled, "If you can't hold on, then obediently hand over the sword technique, and you will not die!" ”

Ren Zhen shook his head, "No need." ”

Fang Shiyu's smile suddenly dispersed, and his face was hideous.

"I'm going to knock them all down now."