The ancient hall is towering and continuous, and the ancient and reckless atmosphere seems to be able to diffuse from every small item in these halls. In the midst of it, he felt as if he was in the vast expanse of the earth, the ground roared and shook, and the giant beasts roared in the distance.

He was shocked for a moment.

He thought of the words of the amethyst macaque, and thought of the strangeness and mystery in the main hall he said, and told himself not to care about whatever he encountered, not to listen, just keep walking and go straight to the main hall. Xiaoyao looked solemn, did not dare to look at the vast land in front of him, the ancient desolation, closed his eyes wholeheartedly, and walked forward.

The heart is as strong as a heart.

Don't be moved by external things, let him be strong, I am as solid as a rock.

The world seemed to fall silent in an instant.

Xiaoyao's body and mind were in a state of no waves in the ancient well, and according to the previous direction, his feet slowly ran on this slightly dilapidated mountain road, and gradually walked in the direction of the main hall.

He had too many doubts in his mind.

Why did the Nine Heavens Sword Sect accept himself as a disciple, and why did the Zizhu Master say that the strongest sect in the ancient era would be such a scene as he saw in front of him. Why, apart from the amethyst macaque, he didn't see a single disciple of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect? Everything is full of mysteries, waiting to be solved by yourself.

Don’t wait for prosperity to care for the things important to you.

The outside world is now surging with the official opening of the sect, and the characters who were strong in reality in the past also appeared in front of them, holding stronger strength than themselves, and it is completely conceivable that if he enters the rivers and lakes again in the future and does not reach a certain strength, in the face of those previous enemies, his ending may only be rebuilt.

This is definitely not what he wants.

Stomping~

The surroundings are quiet, and there is a unique sound of footsteps.

It seemed to be more than ten points, and it seemed to be a long time, Xiaoyao heard the wind whistling in his ears, he opened his eyes, and there was only an incomparably magnificent hall left in front of him, in front of the main hall, a two-meter huge stone tablet stood on the steps in front of the main hall. As far as the eye can see, there are hundreds of stairs in this area, each of which is more than ten meters long and there are no less than 100 stone tablets.

The font on the stele is surrounded, and Xiaoyao wants to see it clearly, but he can't see the font recorded on it clearly.

"Come in"

In the midst of the surprise, the old voice suddenly came from the main hall.

Surprised.

Immediately thinking that the old voice might be the master he had not yet met, he paused slightly and walked directly over the stone tablets through the grand gate of the main hall and walked inward.

The old man in the green robe sat with his back to the coil.

The whole hall is rooted in simple green pillars, except for the old man and the huge offering platform in front of him, there is nothing. But the moment he stepped into the main hall, Xiaoyao suddenly felt a sense of tranquility coming. Being in it, his mind seemed to be inexplicably relaxed, and the whole person was a little ethereal.

This feeling......

Xiaoyao's mind suddenly shook: "This feeling is quite similar to the state of emptiness!" ”

Yes.

It is similar to the state of emptiness, although it is not so obvious, but Xiaoyao believes that if he cultivates in this hall, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"From now on, you are the 931st disciple of my Nine Heavens Sword Sect, ranking ninth."

The old man stood up slowly, turned around, his long white beard shook lightly, and his green robe was added, but his face was like a dead man without a trace of expression, extremely indifferent. He looked at Xiaoyao, pointed to the futon on the ground, and said, "The portrait painting on the altar in front of you is the founding ancestor of our Nine Heavens Sword Sect. ”

A faint tone, without a hint of expression.

If it weren't for the fact that what the old man said was indeed to let him join the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, then he would never believe that the old man in front of him, who was extremely cold to him, was actually his master.

He suppressed his doubts, knelt on the futon according to his words, and bowed three times and nine times to the top.

But when he looked up for the first time, he was stunned.

"This?!"

There was indeed a portrait hanging on the altar, but the portrait was as white as snow, and there was no so-called ancestor portrait at all, which made him a little confused. He bowed three times and bowed nine times, and then slowly stood up behind the old man.

"My name is the old man who guards the tomb."

"That's your master, from now on, you will be one of the nine disciples of my sect, ranking last."

Xiaoyao nodded in response.

"But what's not to understand?" The old man looked at Xiaoyao: "If not, I will take you to choose a mountain peak as your future cultivation place." ”

"Yes!"

"Division...... Master. ”

The first time he called, Xiaoyao was still a little uncomfortable, and after a slight pause, he raised his head and asked, "Master, why haven't I seen any other disciples except the Amethyst Macaque since I entered the Nine Heavens Sword Sect?" Also, why did the master take me as an apprentice? ”

"I hope the master will solve his doubts."

The academy is close to August's self-cultivation surname, and the killing surname that is almost imprinted in the bones of Xiaoyao is gradually converging and introverted. Usually I began to gradually calm down in my dealings, approaching ordinary people, but I just seemed a little indifferent. If he had faced the Blood Slaughterer in the past, he would not have asked this kind of question at all.

And this is perhaps the biggest gain in the academy.

The old man guarding the tomb glanced at him lightly: "The second question, you will know it later, and the first question I can tell you now, there are only ten people in the entire Nine Heavens Sword Sect at present, except for me, it is your nine senior brothers!" This is the fixed number that our Nine Heavens Sword Sect has maintained for 10,000 years, whether it was in the past, present, or future, it will only be ten. ”

"The amethyst macaque you just saw, he is your eighth senior brother, and he is also the disciple of the Sword Sect in the entire sect at present, in addition to you and me."

"Now, do you still have doubts?"

The old man asked again.

This time, Xiaoyao's head was a little confused, and he subconsciously shook his head.

The impact of the master's words made his head a little confused, and he was still a little confused for the time being, and when he heard the words of the old man guarding the tomb, he shook his head slightly, indicating that he had not.

"Good!"

The old man guarding the tomb waved his arm again, and in the midst of the light and shadow, a phantom shadow of the vast mountains appeared in front of the two, he pointed to the illusory mountains and said coldly: "The most central one is the main peak of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, the Nine Peaks, and on the outside of it are the nine sub-peaks that are distributed around it, which are named Zixiao Peak, ** Peak, Fengming Peak, Kongyan Peak, Blood Dragon Peak, Xiaoyao Peak, Wanhuo Peak, Yaoyang Peak, and Dead Wood Peak. At present, except for the amethyst macaque staying in Kongyan Peak, there is no one on the other peaks, you can choose a mountain peak to live in at will, everything is up to you! ”

"Take your pick!"

After speaking, the old man guarding the tomb stood still and looked at Xiaoyao, waiting for him to choose.

"Nine sub-peaks."

Xiao Yao's eyes looked at the illusory mountains in front of him, and while he was surprised by the old man's hand at the tomb, his eyes turned and he thought carefully, and in just a moment, he decided to choose which one.

He pointed to the illusory mountains and said with a smile: "Then I will choose this Xiaoyao Peak, my name is Xiaoyao, it is related to me, then I will choose it." ”

"Escape Peak......

"Good!"

The old man guarding the tomb still looked calm, and after taking a deep look at Xiaoyao, he nodded and agreed: "I will call Amethyst and let him take you to that Xiaoyao Peak." ”

I didn't see how he moved, and after a while, an amethyst macaque figure gradually appeared outside the main hall.

He walked in steps.

The old man guarding the tomb said coldly: "Amethyst, you take Xiaoyao to Xiaoyao Peak." ”

"Okay master!"

The amethyst macaque grinned and came to Xiaoyao's side.

"I'm sorry for the eighth senior brother."

"Hehe, you're my junior brother, and now I'm not the youngest." The amethyst macaque looked very excited, and regardless of the old man who had already sat down again, he stepped out of the hall with a leisurely ride and then flew out.

"Remember."

"You can go to most places in Xiaoyao Peak at will, but you don't want to go to that Lei Yuan."

In the hurricane, the familiar voice of the old man suddenly sounded in Xiaoyao's ears, and he turned back in surprise, but he had long been unable to see the shadow of the main peak of the Jiuxiao Peak, only the giant mountain appeared in front of him.

"Lei Yuan?"

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