Chapter 17: Embarking on a Martial Path

Yijiu gently patted him on the back of the head.

"Who told you that the Valley of the God of War must be a group of strong male cultivators? There are all kinds of body refiners, in addition to the most rigid exercises, there are also the most gentle body refining methods, if you go in, you will know. ”

Yan Lun nodded hurriedly, it seemed that he was indeed trying to deviate.

The overlord sect was dominant, and all the martial artists who were signing up for self-recommendation in other sects stopped what they were doing and looked over here.

And the four overlord sects that came, as Yan Lun estimated, did not come with the pure purpose of recruiting disciples, but showed their supreme status.

These four sects occupied the most central ring of the square, divided into four roads, and people from other sects around came to pay their respects.

At this time, Yan Lun saw that Fan Xihuang had also come here, and he was talking to the people of Jiuyin Gate at the moment.

"Senior Sister Fan Xihuang wants to worship in the Jiuyin Sect this year, her talent is okay, besides, General Fan Zhongyun has a certain influence in the military circles of Manchuan Continent, General Fan is the trusted and beloved general of the Manchuan Continent Military Commander Wu Sulan, with these relationships, Senior Sister Fan Xihuang will be absorbed by a sect like Jiuyin Sect even if she is not talented."

Yan Lun didn't know the relationship here, and asked:

"Do these great cultivation sects also consider the influence of the Dao world when recruiting disciples?"

Yijiu smiled indifferently.

"At the height of General Fan Zhongyun, he is no longer in the mundane world, and as for a peak martial artist-level powerhouse like Wu Sulan, he is even more out of the mundane, and at that height, the threshold of the sect that separates the mortal world from the cultivation world is not so important..."

When the overlord sect visited the other sects, there were fewer people, and Yijiu took Yan Lun towards the Valley of the God of War.

"The inner disciples of the True Yang Sect have met the senior brothers and sisters of the God of War Valley according to wine."

When he arrived, Yijiu first greeted him, but it was clear that these people were all people who were a generation older than him, but he called them senior brothers and sisters, which made Yan Lun a little puzzled.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the True Yang Sect, seeing that you are eighteen or nineteen years old, you and I are back up from time to time, don't call it the wrong name."

The middle-aged man led by Dao, his words were also relatively relaxed, it seemed that the relationship between the two factions of the True Yang Sect and the God of War Valley was still good.

"It turned out to be all the teachers and uncles... The disciples saw that the elders were young and did not see the years, and they were still senior brothers who were only a few years older than me. ”

After Yijiu finished speaking, Yan Lun suddenly looked at him differently, but he didn't expect that the seemingly upright senior brother Yijiu also had this side of oily tone...

However, Yan Lun thought that Senior Brother Yijiu's flattery might be for his own business.

Sure enough, the people of the God of War Valley were naturally not dull people, and when they saw Yan Lun who was still leading, the middle-aged man glanced at Yan Lun first, but suddenly stared at him non-stop, which made Yijiu a little surprised.

"The roots are good, and the age is not very old, it should be under fifteen, you can come to participate in the selection of my disciples in the Valley of the God of War."

The middle-aged man said suddenly, and looked at Yijiu again.

"Your name is Yijiu, and you are a disciple of the True Yang Sect, so... What is the relationship between the blue sky swordsman Yi Bitian and you? ”

Hold your fists according to wine:

"It's my father."

The middle-aged man nodded.

"Sure enough, the tiger father has no dogs..."

At this time, there was no nutrition, and if he took the initiative to come to the salute as an inner disciple of the True Yang Sect who was based on wine, a few polite words from the people of the God of War Valley were enough.

But at this time, he found that Yan Lun was extraordinary, and he obviously moved to solicit, listening to Yijiu's previous flattering words, he obviously understood that Yijiu asked Yan Lun to come to the Valley of the God of War to participate in the selection.

Don't look at the overlord sect appearing at this recruitment conference, but if there is no absolute talent or relationship, ordinary martial artists will not dare to sign up.

If he is not talented enough, not to mention his own humiliation, if he goes back to find other upper-level or middle-level sects, the sect that was qualified to enter will not want him anymore, otherwise wouldn't it be equivalent to picking up the garbage that the overlord sect doesn't want? It doesn't have a good impact when it goes out.

However, the people of the God of War Valley saw that Yan Lun's bones were not only extraordinary, but also somewhat rare, so they pretended to ask for the name of the Bitian Swordsman and said a few more words to Yijiu.

Therefore, in a few words, the two parties had different thoughts, even if Yan Lun had a superior mind, he couldn't figure it out, after all, he was still young.

"Yan Lun, introduce yourself."

Yijiu patted Yan Lun and said, Yan Lun took half a step forward and hugged his fists:

"Disciple Yan Lun, fourteen years and three months old, has been hearing about the demeanor of the God of War Valley, and has been devoted to it for a long time, today I am fortunate to have the help of Senior Brother Yijiu, and I have the opportunity to meet with the seniors of the God of War Valley, hoping to get a chance to participate in the selection, and I hope to be fulfilled."

Although the middle-aged man had already said that Yan Lun could go to participate in the selection, this was his generosity, but as Yan Lun, he still had to express his attitude of request to satisfy the face of the other party's overlord sect.

If you really follow the other party's words and say directly "Then I'll go to the test~" and so on, then you will really kick your nose in the face.

In fact, the truth is: "I give you face because I am generous, but if you forget who you are through my face, you really can't recognize yourself."

So Yijiu told Yan Lun early in the morning, you must remember that you must keep showing weakness no matter what.

Seeing that Yan Lun understood things so well at a young age, the middle-aged man was also very happy and gave him a wooden plaque.

"This is the token to participate in the selection of disciples in the God of War Valley, if you pass the selection, you are an outer disciple. If you don't pass it, you will also be a registered disciple, and you will leave with me in a while. ”

Yan Lun was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly clenched his fists:

"Thank you seniors for your success, and your disciples will live up to their expectations."

As he spoke, he glanced back at Senior Brother Yijiu.

"I won't disappoint my senior brother either."

The middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction.

"Affectionate and righteous, not bad."

Then he said to Yi Jiu:

"In another hour, my team from the Valley of the God of War will return to the sect, and I will take good care of this child."

After hearing this, Yijiu suddenly realized that Yan Lun's departure might not have the opportunity to meet for several years, and there was some reluctance in his heart.

After getting along for so long, the love between the two of them is very deep, and in the final analysis, he is still just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man...

He knew that Yan Lun hadn't realized this yet, so he turned his head to him and said in a harmonious voice:

"Senior Brother Yan Lun... This is the first time I've called you, and it's probably the last time this year... You're going to go to the Valley of the God of War with this team soon, and the next time we meet, do you have anything else for me to convey to your family? ”

Yan Lun was stunned after hearing this.

"Senior brother? ThisΒ·Β· You mean I'm going to leave home right now? Can't you say goodbye to your family? ”

Yijiu shook his head a little ashamedly, ashamed that he didn't tell Yan Lun about this, because his own situation was different, his father was the peak master of his sect, but he was negligent about Yan Lun at this time.

On the other hand, he didn't expect the people of the God of War Valley to fall in love with Yan Lun at a glance.

"You... From today on, even if you officially step into the path of martial arts, from now on your cultivation will be great, and from now on your strength will be the first, and from then on, your family and friends will slowly become estranged, until one day, you can be independent, you can decide these things according to your own will. ”

After speaking, he handed Yan Lun a token.

"This is the storage cabinet token of the True Martial Realm, there must be a True Martial Realm branch around the Valley of the God of War, where can this token be taken out of some of the resources you can use, you can put it away."

Yan Lun didn't shirk it, because Yijiu stuffed the token tightly into his palm.

"A hundred years in the world have passed, how can you stay a little amorous... From now on, Senior Brother may no longer be able to help you, if you succeed in martial arts in the future, don't forget my Senior Brother. ”

Yan Lun clenched the token, his nose was sore, and his eyes were moist after himΒ·Β·

Since he was sensible, in addition to the grace of his parents' nurturing, he was the teacher's grace of enlightenment, and what he was most grateful for was the kindness of his brother Yijiu.

This kind of affection was very important, and Yijiu opened up another vast world in front of him, like a guide who introduced him from his mortal life to his cultivation career.

Yan Lun suddenly knelt down on one knee.

"Senior brother's kindness, Yan Lun will always remember it in his heart, and I ask my senior brother to tell my parents so that they can take care of themselves... When one day I am successful in martial arts, I will continue my filial piety. ”

In this way, Yan Lun left his hometown where he had lived for 14 years without preparation, leaving Kuncheng for the first time, and leaving Manchuanzhou for the first time.