However, Lin Fan's EQ is not low, and he is not a second goods like Bai Jingyun.

If it were Bai Jingyun, I am afraid that he would really be able to say that he was not familiar with him at this time.

Wang Zekai said: "Actually, this is a secret of the master, but I don't think Senior Brother Lin is an outsider, so it doesn't hurt to reveal it to you in advance." ”

"This third round of assessment is actually to worship the ancestral sword, and then see if you have a sense of sword."

"If the ancestral sword recognizes your sword sense, you will pass the third round of assessment."

Sword sense?

Lin Fan nodded slightly, it was to see if a person had the talent to use a sword.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan didn't think much about it, he could use the sword to fight, but he still had no sense of sword?

At this time, the twenty people who passed the second round of assessment yesterday have already come to the streets of the town.

On the street, there were already many beginner disciples, they were wearing the same dresses, and at this time, beating gongs and drums, they led the twenty of them to the mountain gate of the Cangjian Sect.

And those outer disciples did not follow in.

Outer disciples are not qualified to enter the mountain gate easily, unless there are some special circumstances before they can enter the inside.

The gap between the beginner disciples and the outer disciples can be seen from this.

Lin Fan, Bai Jingyun, and Fang Jingqian followed the crowd and walked inside.

The mountain gate of the Cangjian Sect is a series of ancient buildings built on a mountain peak.

The building inside has a long history at first glance.

Qionglou Yuyu, pavilions and pavilions are not a few, the scenery is excellent, from time to time, there will be some birds, fly over from the top of the mountain gate.

In comparison, the so-called ancient buildings in the scenic spots outside are really not worth mentioning.

The architecture of this Cangjian school has a sense of antique age, giving people a feeling of precipitation after countless times.

Twenty people came to a square as big as two football fields.

And in the middle of the square, there is a huge stone sword.

The stone sword was twenty meters long, and on the ground, there were cyan stone slabs.

"What is this for?" Bai Jingyun whispered.

"Wait."

At this time, an elderly man appeared.

"Let me introduce to you, I am Yan Wucheng, an elder of the outer sect, who is specifically responsible for managing the outer disciples."

The old man said loudly.

Everyone's faces were a lot more solemn, this is the head of the Yan family among the five major families.

He is even more of an elder of the Cangjian Sect!

"The third assessment, it's easy to say, everyone worships the ancestral sword of my Cangjian faction one by one, the ancestral sword will sense your sword sense, if the sword sense reaches the standard, you will pass the third round of assessment."

The crowd whispered.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous white clothes slowly came to the square.

"Meet the boss!"

There were quite a few disciples who came to the square to watch the ceremony, and there were hundreds of them.

Seeing the middle-aged people appear, they shouted respectfully one by one.

Master!

Lin Fan looked at it angrily.

This boss looks like he is in his early forties, with a majestic figure and good-looking facial features.

The sideburns around the ears have turned white, just like the ancients, and the hair is very long and scattered.

"Rong Yunhe, the head of the Cangjian Sect."

Everyone all looked towards Rong Yunhe.

Rong Yunhe looks personable, if he is twenty years younger, he is a proper beautiful man.

Even now, it has a suave feel.

"Master." Yan Wucheng saw Rong Yunhe appear, and he smiled and gave up his hand.

"Well, let's get started." Rong Yunhe nodded slightly, stood aside, and put his hands behind his back.

"Ancestral Sword, please!" Yan Wucheng shouted loudly.

Hundreds of Cangjian Sect disciples also shouted in unison: "Please Ancestral Sword!" ”

Lin Fan has actually been a little curious in his heart, what is this ancestral sword?

Above the square, there are high steps, and above the steps, is the ancestral temple of the Cangjian faction.

The ancestral temple houses the spiritual seats of the previous heads and elders, as well as the swords used by the first heads.

At this moment, a long, quaint voice sounded.

A girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a white robe, with long hair and bare feet, holding a sword box, slowly walked down the steps.

"It's beautiful." Lin Fan couldn't help but be surprised.

This girl really looks like a fairy, and her body gives people a holy atmosphere.

"Don't think about it, this is the daughter of the head, Rong Qianqian." Someone on the side laughed.

Zhou Fengzhi looked at Lin Fan on the side with a sneer.

Lin Fan glanced at Zhou Fengzhi strangely, and frowned, what is this guy doing, he doesn't seem to have offended him.

But in this world, many times, even if you don't take the initiative to offend people, there will be all kinds of people who will come to you for trouble.

Zhou Fengzhi was naturally unhappy with Lin Fan in his heart.

If there is no Lin Fan, what will happen to him, he can also rank second.

However, at this time, he had gained confidence, and when Lin Fan dealt with Wang Long, he didn't see him use a sword.

It's Wang Long who defeated with one punch.

And he, who has practiced swords since he was a child, I'm afraid that his sword sense can't be compared to Mo Chen, but he will definitely be stronger than this guy.

Many people saw Rong Qianqian who appeared, and their faces were full of amazement.

Lin Fan was determined by his willpower, but he lost his mind for an instant, let alone others.

Fang Jinggan almost drooled out even more, and swallowed his saliva: "This, this is really beautiful." ”

Bai Jingyun is okay, his personality doesn't seem to be very cold to women.

At this time, Rong Qianqian solemnly handed the sword box to Rong Yunhe's hand.

This has always been the rule of the Cangjian Sect.

Inviting the ancestral sword is the most solemn ceremony.

Rong Yunhe took the ancestral sword with a solemn face.

At this time, a black desk was already placed in the square.

On the desk, there are a lot of sacrifices.

Rong Yunhe respectfully put the ancestral sword on the desk, and then, respectfully put on a stick of incense, turned to Lin Fan and the others behind him and said, "Come and put incense on the ancestral sword, if the ancestral sword acknowledges your sword sense, the incense you light will burn." ”

"If the ancestral sword doesn't recognize your sword sense, the incense will be extinguished by itself."

After speaking, Rong Yunhe stepped aside.

"I'll do it first." Bai Jingyun stepped forward with a solemn face.

Then, he took a stick of incense in Yan Wucheng's hand, and after he lit it, he respectfully bowed to the ancestral sword and inserted the incense.

Everyone looked at the incense and waited.

Lin Fan was also quite nervous.

If you kill monsters, you can still help Bai Jingyun, but you can't help this kind of thing.

Bai Jingyun also held his breath, whether he could join the Cangjian Sect or not, it depended on this moment.

Finally, the incense continued to burn and did not go out.

"Whew!" Bai Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"C-class sword sense." Yan Wucheng glanced at it and said, "Bai Jingyun passed the assessment and officially became a disciple of my Cangjian Sect. ”

"Next."

Bai Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing aside happily and becoming a disciple of the Cangjian Sect, he didn't embarrass the Bai family.