Dan Hyun Gyu followed.

Braving a light drizzle, the two walked along the puddle-strewn street in a direction at the end of the street.

*

Over the bazaar, dark clouds covered and the sky was dark.

The drizzle continued to fall on the roof tiles and down the eaves along the grooves between the tiles.

The small puddle that fell on the ground made a ding-dong sound, splashing small splashes.

The entire bazaar, as if it had ushered in the end of the world, was shrouded in an atmosphere of terror, with no human figure to be seen on the streets, and occasionally the barking of gatekeepers resembling otherworldly dogs.

Just now, the fight between the two sides, especially the terrifying scene created by the ten people when they cast the "Nine Yin White Bone Claws", had already frightened the souls of the people in the bazaar, and they hid in the nearby houses one by one, not daring to take a breath.

The market, which was once quite lively, suddenly fell into a dead silence, as if all living beings were dead.

It wasn't until the four of them had been gone for a long time that they gradually regained a little bit of vitality.

*

Today, after the First World War, the whole bazaar was peaceful for a few days, and during these days, both sides were in retreat or continued to live a happy life.

In such a short period of time, it is difficult for anyone to believe that any progress can be made in cultivation.

After all, when he reached the seventh and eighth orders of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, it was already difficult to go to the next level.

Especially for those children of the Dan clan who stayed behind and whose talent had long been worn out in a leisurely and luxurious life.

*

In the past few days, it is still raining lightly over the market.

Occasionally, I would hear about the four brothers of the Dan clan.

Fearing that they would use the Nine Yin White Bone Claws and be captured as cultivation resources, the people in the bazaar would stay away as soon as they saw those four people, or the other left-behind children of the Dan family.

*

After several hiding, several evasions, the bazaar finally returned to peace.

Those who were out of the market, because of the reason to avoid the four brothers, temporarily hid in the house, and at this moment they were driven out one after another, holding a simple umbrella, looking nervous, and walking in a hurry.

Among these people, it is not difficult to see that some people with extremely poor martial arts talents, but good literary talents, are rushing to the same place at this moment.

Their clothing was different from that of the disciples of the martial arts world, and they were wearing the kind of Confucian robes that were very rich in martial arts characteristics, which were elegant and looked a little weak.

The place they were going to was in a recruiting hall in this township-level bazaar.

It is said that in order to make up for the shortage of soldiers in the front and rear, the Dan family appointed elders at all levels of jurisdiction to recruit talents who were proficient in literature and Taoism from their respective jurisdictions.

In the continent, where martial arts are respected, these literary and Taoist talents are all very rich in martial arts characteristics.

Due to the lack of martial arts talent, he transferred to Wendao.

They have only one weapon, and that is the ink pen.

There is no paper inkstone, no ink, and you need to collect true qi. These true qi are their ink, which can be their own or someone else's.

Their favorite true qi is the true qi of the martial arts disciple Dantian.

There are various ways to collect true qi, and eventually the collected true qi will be transformed into a liquid and solid substance through the corresponding laws, and then the solid essence will be made into an inkstone of pure vaporization.

In the same way, through the corresponding law, on this kind of inkstone of innocence gasification, the ink of innocence qi can be ground and dialed out.

Recruitment Hall, on top of a high platform.

An old man was assessing the disciples of Wendao who had come to take the exam.

These Wendao disciples are all dressed in robes with martial arts characteristics, and they look elegant and weak compared to martial arts disciples.

In the center of the lobby, there is a large table.

The assessment takes place at this big table.

I saw that the recruiter in charge of the assessment put an emerald green innocence vaporization inkstone on the big table, and then personally sharpened the ink and concocted the ink for the Wendao disciples who came to take the exam.

At the end, he looked across the table, a young man in a Confucian robe, and said: "You are the first place selected in the early stage, that is, the champion of the township test, and now the old man wants you to use these inks to write a word, the word 'sword', and let this word kill people!"

The township test champion nodded.

A huge ink pen is taken out of the storage bag, and the ink pen is picked up and thrown into the air.

The pen head is downward, before touching the ground, Wen Zhuangyuan flew into the air, grabbed the falling ink pen, and hit a few circles in the air, "woo" between the strange roars, swinging out of the body full of fine dust, with a very gorgeous attitude, flying to the top of the inkstone.

I saw him, his figure hanging upside down, and he was in mid-air, lifting the ink pen and dipping it fiercely towards the ink on the inkstone.

When the ink touches the pen, it immediately turns into true qi, which is continuously absorbed by the ink pen, turning into a rough arc of light that flows on the same huge head of the pen.

*

"The ink pen in your hand is of good quality! It should be a high-grade pen from the Dan family, which can absorb a large amount of ink at one time!" the recruitment hall praised, "Only the high-grade ink pen is worthy of you, the champion of literature!"

*

"Exactly! Thank you for the compliment!" Wen Zhuangyuan supported his body with an ink pen, his head down, looked at the recruiter, and thanked him.

At the end, his body moved, spun to the top of the table, and the pen walked between dragons and snakes, and wrote a big word "sword" on the table.

The entire "sword" character is written by a large amount of real ink flowing on the tip of the pen.

Wen Zhuangyuan's heart moved, and the law of literature and Taoism poured into the pen. Immediately, the whole font flowed.

The final step: put the finishing touch.

I saw him fly up in the air again, his body hanging upside down, lifting the ink pen, and swept it out with a sharp stroke towards the flowing true qi font.

Swish!

The entire True Qi font immediately turned into a momentum of great impact, flew out of the recruitment hall, and rushed to the roof across the street.

*

This momentum of great impact momentum was like a brilliant aurora, and in the void flowing, it turned into a five-foot long sword that condensed into substance, and with a "whoosh", it shot towards a mountain at the end of the field of vision.

Rumble!

The top of the whole mountain shattered in response, and a large area of fire radiated out.

At this moment, Wen Zhuangyuan clenched his fists and sighed: "Master's true qi is extremely pure and very refined, even if I am a Wendao disciple who barely passed in this township test, he can write such powerful words!"

*

When the recruiter heard this, he smiled and said, "Your Wen Dao laws are also very well mastered, if you can condense the true qi of high refinement and purity like a martial arts disciple, it is estimated that no one will dare to underestimate you, the champion of Wen!"

After a pause, the recruiter muttered: "You are a rare talent, the old man has decided to leave you in the rear to assist the left deputy head of the third branch of the plateau branch of the Dan clan." What do you think?"

*

"Obey the teacher's orders!" Wen Zhuangyuan said with his fists clenched.

*

"Okay, you can leave for Mayor Ji's mansion now, meet with Deputy Hall Leader Zuo and be interrogated. "Recruitment officer.

*

"Yes!" Wen Zhuangyuan simply cleaned up, exited the recruitment hall, and walked along the street, straight to the mansion of the old mayor.

*

This scene had already been seen by the Fu Xiu disciples who were mixed into the crowd of exams, and this Fu Xiu disciple, even if he used a small trick, with the cooperation of a group of beggar cultivators, coaxed Wen Zhuangyuan and deceived him, coaxed him to a stronghold of the Fu Xiu disciples, and met a person.

This person is the thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan.

Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan was also stunned at that time. Because he didn't say that he was going to coax a disciple of Wendao. It's all the bad ideas that those beggars came up with for the sake of performance.

Wen Zhuangyuan realized that he had been fooled, and immediately turned around and left. But it was repaired by a group of beggars and blocked the way......

Wen Zhuangyuan was ashamed and angry, took out the huge ink pen from the storage bag, and aimed at the beggars who were blocking his way, sweeping the leaves with the autumn wind, and swept wildly, and after a round, this group of beggars was swept into the sky......

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