Yunshan in Kyushu, the territory of the Sword Sect.

On the square in front of the main hall of the sect, hundreds of outer disciples stood with their hands behind their backs in high spirits.

Wait patiently, a rare opportunity that has the potential to change their fate.

"Senior brother, just let me in."

"If I miss this opportunity, I will have no hope."

Luo Qing, who missed the meeting time because of the sick Abel who took care of the kitchen, was begging the deacon guards outside the door.

"Hope?"

"I think you'd better go down the mountain and farm honestly."

"Every year in the assessment, you fall off the list every year, and you still expect any coach to take a fancy to you? Joke! ”

The deacons and guards in brocade robes and sea-gazing eyes are all closed disciples of the Discipline Hall.

In their eyes, Luo Qing is nothing but good-looking.

"Senior brother, please......"

“……”

Abandon?

These two words have never appeared in Luo Qing's dictionary.

His parents poured their money into sending him up the mountain, and he was the hope of the town.

Everyone hopes that he can succeed in his studies and return to his hometown to protect the safety of the party.

The sect is held once every three years, and the outer sect teaches advanced assessments.

Outer disciples who have the practice of divine attendants will select one outer disciple to retreat and retreat for a period of one year.

The disciples have successfully passed the internal assessment, and the outer door has successfully advanced to teaching.

However, the maximum term of office of an outer disciple is only three years.

In other words, in addition to the normal assessment, every outer disciple only has this chance to turn over.

"W-"

The bell rang in the square.

The outer disciples who participated in the assessment entered the hall and began to select the outer disciples with good qualifications.

On the viewing platform.

From the head of the sect to the elders and protectors of the Dharma.

Without exception, they all held their breath and watched closely the movements in the field.

This year, there are 20 people who are qualified to advance to coach in the inner gate, but there are only two places.

You can imagine how cruel the competition is.

Selecting the most potential outer disciples is undoubtedly the key to determining whether they can gain a foothold in the Sword Sect.

"Wow......"

The bell rang again, and basically the teachers who selected people had already returned to the advanced platform with the outer disciples they liked.

However, in the crowd, a white suit was still wandering.

The shadow was already conspicuous, and at this moment she was clearly the focus of attention of everyone in the square.

"Ruoshuang, what's going on?"

"So what are she waiting for?"

The elders of the Sword Sect were full of doubts when they saw this scene.

"Stop!"

"If you don't let you in, how dare you break in?"

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

The guards outside the door suddenly became restless, and in the sound of angry and insulting, Luo Qing staggered into the door.

The guards behind him, chasing with swords, quickly approached.

Several spirit swords, full of killing intent, stabbed him in the back of the heart.

"Stop!"

"What's going on?"

Leng Ruoshuang, who just walked to the front, frowned and asked.

At this time, her gaze swept over the ground and the sword was against her throat, but she still looked up at Luo Qing on the viewing platform.

The ancient vine hairpin he held tightly in his hand suddenly made her heart tremble.

"This kid is late, we won't let him in, he actually broke in."

"According to the laws of the Sword Sect, there is no forgiveness for trespassing on the mountain gate and killing."

The guards respectfully surrendered, because the status of the Sword Sect was noble, even if it was an outer sect coach, it was an existence that they did not dare to offend.

"Ridiculous."

"Does the Sword Sect have a rule that you are not allowed to enter if you are late?"

"Don't back down yet!"

Leng Ruoshuang's face sank, and she scolded coldly.

Several guards were suddenly frightened, hurriedly bowed their heads, took a few steps back and turned to leave.

"Thank you Leng for coaching."

Luo Qing got up and patted the dust on his body.

Bow your head and bow down.

"Let me ask you, is this rattan hairpin from Uncle Leng in the kitchen?"

With a slight hook of the cold and white fingertips, the rattan hairpin held in Luo Qing's hand flew into her hand with a whoosh.

"Yes!"

"He said, let me bring the rattan hairpin, I will definitely have good luck."

"Abel...... He ......"

Luo Qing spoke, and his voice was already choked unconsciously.

“……”

"You come with me."

Leng Ruoshuang looked stunned, hesitated for a moment, as if he had made a lot of determination, before he spoke.

At this moment, on the viewing platform, the head of the house sighed when he saw this scene and got up to leave.

The elders everywhere also sighed with regret, only Lin Feng, the hall master of the Discipline Hall, looked dazed.

"Why?"

"Ruoshuang, why did you choose him?"

…………

Everyone can see that Luo Qing not only has mediocre qualifications, but also does things well, and his brain will not turn.

Treating him as the hope of advanced assessment is undoubtedly tying three years of hard work to a hemp rope.

I can't lift it, and I can't let go of it.

"W-"

The bell rang again, and the disciples of the Sword Sect in the square dispersed one after another.

Only the advanced coach who is left on the advanced stage and is ready to draw lots to decide where to go for the retreat.

"Senior Sister Leng has good eyesight."

"In fact, if you want to give up the opportunity to advance, you can quit early."

"Isn't it to say that we are bullying you by making such a piece of waste to compare with us now?"

Du Yan, who has already drawn a good blessed land, was originally considered the most promising candidate for advanced inner door coaching this time together with Leng Ruoshuang.

Now seeing the person chosen by Leng Ruoshuang, his heart is already trembling.

"Hahaha......"

"Who doesn't know, this Luo Qing has been at the bottom of the list in three years of assessment for three years."

"If he can pass the inner door assessment, he won't wait until now, Senior Sister Leng, you won't see him good-looking......"

The other coaches who participated in the advanced assessment were also laughing, and there were many people who fell into the ground.

There are also a lot of jokes.

Leng Ruoshuang still had a cold expression, and reached out to take out a wax-sealed bamboo skewer from the crockpot containing the stick.

When the nails were scraped open, there were three words on it: "Flying Dragon Cliff." ”

"Senior sister, which blessed land did you draw?"

"It can't be the Wyvern Cliff that doesn't grow a single grass, right? In that case, you can take off the nameplate on the progression platform now, and it will save you trouble. ”

"Waste and wasteland, no matter how good the master is, he is still scum."

Du Yan sneered at his words, which once again caused a burst of laughter on the advanced stage.

"Hmph, you'd better keep that smile."

"When I advance to the inner disciple and hang up the waist card, don't feel that my face has nowhere to put it!"

Luo Qing didn't understand why Leng Ruoshuang didn't open her mouth to refute, but she was angry that the master was ridiculed, and she couldn't help but speak out.

"Stinky boy, do you have a part in interjecting here?"

"I'll discipline you for your master first."

The disrespect of outer disciples to teaching is not only a challenge to the majesty of teaching, but also a taboo for the sect.

Du Yan immediately frowned, and stretched out his hand to be a slap with a cold wind.

Luo Qing didn't know how strong this slap was.

I just want to think that it is worth taking this slap to vent my anger for the master.

Close your eyes and grit your teeth, and you're going to resist.

However, the bone-chilling cold wind stopped abruptly when it was a millimeter away from his cheek.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a cold and delicate palm, grabbing Du Yan's hand.

"Senior brother, my apprentice is naturally disciplined by me."

"As you said, I took him to the Flying Dragon Cliff for retreat."

"You'd better start praying now, you won't have nowhere to put your face then, as my apprentice said."