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"Uh, boy, wake me up!"

There was a sudden loud bang in his ears, and with this accent like a big drum of a cow, everything in front of Xiao Lang's eyes suddenly shattered like glass again, melting between heaven and earth.

Xiao Lang seemed to have suddenly come to his senses, and looked around, under him was a stone platform ten zhang square, the south was a bottomless cliff, and the north was surrounded by more than a dozen white-clothed immortal wind cultivators, Yan Wunuo also stood among them, judging from his face, he was the youngest one, because of that scar, Yan Wunuo looked like the most vicious one among them.

The one who spoke out was the first old man with a slightly sallow complexion.

Xiao Lang was like a dream, he suddenly appeared here for some reason, and then he thought back to what he had just done, but found that he couldn't think about it clearly, and could only remember it roughly.

Several hot streams swept down Xiao Lang's face, Xiao Lang reached out and touched it, and found that it was all blood, but it also made Xiao Lang sure that the scene just now was not a dream, or rather, it was not a simple dream.

Xiao Lang slowly stood up, took out the package issued by Fen Wu Wei, and used it as a towel to wipe the blood stains, fortunately, the blood did not flow out again, so that Xiao Lang would not be too out of shape in front of these obviously cultivators.

But even so, Xiao Lang can imagine what he looks like now, saying that his face is full of blood and is elegant.

Xiao Lang looked at the dozen or so people in front of him just looking at him, without speaking or moving, since Yan Wunuo was also among them, he naturally couldn't leave so loudly, so he could only step forward and salute Yan Wunuo.

Before Xiao Lang could speak, he heard Yan Wunuo scolding him:

"I don't know how important it is, nonsense!"

Although he was reprimanded by the master without a head, Xiao Lang could hear the meaning of concern, especially at this time, Yan Wunuo had a half-annoyed look on his face.

"Wunuo accepted a good disciple, if he didn't really have a relationship with you two brothers, I'm afraid even I would be tempted to pull down my old face and accept him." The sallow old man didn't have a sense of majesty when he spoke, but Xiao Lang knew that his master could only stand at the very side among the dozen or so people, and the status of this old man standing in the center would definitely not be low.

"The senior brother of the head already has the five unique burial swords, and he is still so greedy, if he wants to accept it, he must also consider us junior brothers, otherwise, who will inherit our Dao system?" A cultivator next to him, who also looked not young, also spoke: "Wunuo, I usually treat you well, or give him to me, I promise to teach him with my heart." ”

It turned out that this sallow old man was the head of the Burial Sword Villa, and the cultivator who had just spoken had a high status in the Burial Sword Villa, at least, not like Yan Wunuo, an elder who could be regarded as a guest.

"I said Brother Wunuo, I see that you have never confiscated a disciple, I guess I don't know how to teach a disciple, this is a patient job, let's give him to me, don't worry, what I do to my own disciple, the entire Burial Sword Villa knows." Another cultivator spoke.

As this cultivator spoke, others also came to Yan Wunuo, and its content was nothing more than Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang was confused when he heard it, but the key meaning was still understood, what he experienced just now was indeed not real, but a test, and it seemed that he had completed it well.

Xiao Lang saw it by chance on the forum, saying that even if the player passes the novice test of introducing disciples, after coming to the sect, there will be a formal test, but the test of each sect is different, and even the test faced by everyone will not be exactly the same, and the player who can't pass the formal test, if you are lucky, you can start with a registered disciple first, and if you are unlucky, the ending is "tell what you are unhappy about and make everyone happy".

It seems that what Xiao Lang has just experienced, the Eight Achievements is this kind of test.

Just when this group of seniors was "noisy and", suddenly a miserable cry fell from the sky, Xiao Lang looked for the sound, and first found that on both sides of the platform where he was, there were many identical stone platforms facing the cliff.

It's just that the stone on Xiao Lang's side is ink-colored, while the other platforms are mostly white and cyan.

And the owner of this scream was sitting on the white platform next to Xiao Lang's left, dancing and not knowing what he was doing, and when he heard what he was shouting, Xiao Lang couldn't help but be sure that the person who came was also a player.

"Ah, Mom, save me, save me, I must study hard and never play games again...... MD Second Heaven, I bought a hiking bag last year......"

Originally, at this platform, although everyone was arguing fiercely, Xiao Lang could see that everyone was joking, saying that they were competing for their own disciple, and it was better to congratulate Yan Wunuo. Although Yan Wunuo's face was still sad and joyless, and he could hardly see any change in his expression, and he could even be said to be a little arrogant, but it seemed that everyone was used to it, and he didn't care, and just as he was about to end this topic about "disciples", he heard the player's voice screaming and scolding.

Well, Xiao Lang probably understands why he is being scrambled, compared to this buddy, what he does can indeed be called perfect.

The head of the funeral sword couldn't help but blow his beard: "Our funeral sword villa is famous and decent, Taoist orthodoxy, not all cats and dogs can come in, what do those disciples who go down the mountain do to eat, this kind of disciple, just eliminate it, and bring it back to do what!" ”

Xiao Lang can understand the mood of the head of the house at this time, if he is the head of a school, and when he is just about to show his strength, he finds a student standing in front of him running a train with a mouth full of mouths and pretending to be an old boy, as long as the power allows, it is inevitable to expel him.

Obviously, the head of the sect has the right to expel disciples, not to mention, this player is not a disciple of Sword Villa now.

The words of the head also let Xiao Lang really know, it turns out that it is not that the player wants to worship which mountain gate will definitely be able to worship which mountain gate, this is a two-way choice, people also have to test your quality, if it is a weak chicken, this mountain gate will not be accepted.

For players who have failed, the time spent in the past few days is almost in vain, and it is impossible to say that people only provide one-way air tickets, and they will not be able to send them, so it will be hard to make a big deal.

Of course, Xiao Lang is successful, so you don't have to think about those.

After this player's interruption, these Burial Sword elders also felt bored, their faces were dull, and they lost interest, after all, not all of them were their own people in Burial Sword Villa, and the "family ugliness" had already been publicized.

For example, Yan Wunuo is just a guest, strictly speaking, even if he can't bury the people of Sword Villa, and the disciples he personally accepts will definitely not let go, and they all understand that it is impossible to accept Xiao Lang as their own descendant disciples, so these elders have left for various reasons, and here, only Yan Wunuo and Xiao Lang are left.