Entering the city, March was deeply attracted by the scene in front of me, where the traffic is busy, all kinds of ~ people are flowing endlessly, the vendors are shouting, all kinds of accessories and snacks, the gorgeous restaurant is lively, and the lights are prosperous.

Walking curiously on the street, March felt that he was out of line with the world, as if he was really a person from a primitive tribe, and this animal skin looked out of place.

The robes they wore were beautiful, their long hair was delicately tied up, and the ornaments on the women's bodies were shiny and charming.

"Where did the little savage come from, it's really an eyesore. ”

When March was fascinated, a woman with heavy makeup passed by him, her face full of contempt, her nose covered with disgust, and at the same time she quickened her pace to leave.

"Hey, are you a hillbilly from the country? Hahaha...... "Before March could come back to his senses, a young man's voice came from behind him.

Several teenagers looked at March proudly, and the look was not only mocking, but also a look of contempt.

"This little savage is dressed in such a tattered animal skin, even the stinky food in the city is not as good as the stinky food, the hillbilly is the hillbilly, and he has never seen the garbage of the world. Another older boy pronounced through his nostrils, and said in a weird way.

"A rotten person like this, bullying him will dirty our hands, let's go, let's go, let's go play elsewhere. ”

March could see that several teenagers in the city despised him very much, and his originally happy mood became even more depressed.

Later, March walked to a street corner and squatted, smelling the smell of food in the restaurant and his stomach gurgling, he was very hungry, but he had no money to eat, so he took out the shriveled jerky from his bag and picked it up.

Tonight in Cangyun City, Ming'er can reach the foot of the Qingxuan Sword Sect in half a day's way, and has walked in the deep mountains and forests for nearly two months, and he has not had a good night's sleep in March. So it wasn't dark yet, and March squatted under the street corner for a while before falling asleep.

As soon as I slept until dawn and nourished my spirits, I got up early in March and hurried out of the city as if I had fled.

Starlight Xixi, there are few pedestrians on the road, but you can also see some passers-by, today is a special day, the Qingxuan Sword Sect recruits disciples, naturally there are many people coming from all directions.

When the sun is high in the sky, there is a majestic mountain on the horizon, as if a giant beast is crawling, and you can feel that domineering from afar.

It turned out to be the mountain gate of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, and a stone-carved giant sword was half-inserted into the ground, which seemed to explain to the world that it was the place where the Sword Sect was located.

In March, I came here panting under the scorching sun, only to find that there were already a lot of people queuing here. Almost every teenager is accompanied by an adult, and the little ~ looks at the man on the high platform with a nervous face.

Every teenager clenched his little fists, full of hope, if he could enter the Qingxuan Sword Sect, even if he was an outer disciple, it would be a very honorable thing. Even some people had better plan at the very least, even if they were a miscellaneous servant, they would like to enter the Qingxuan Sword Sect.

The ancient sect is majestic and majestic, this is a world of swords, and the teenagers dream of entering it.

"Hey, where did the mountain village man come from? The little savage also wants to enter the Qingxuan Sword Sect, haha, it's really laughing. A man burst out laughing, who had come with his child today, and couldn't help but laugh when he noticed March. And mocked without pity, in his eyes this little sloppy savage should get away a little longer.

The man's words attracted the attention of many people, and for a time March was surrounded by many eyes, and from their eyes March saw the kind of indifference and ridicule.

Yes, everyone is laughing at him.

Did I provoke them? Why do they look at people like that? March lowered his head, feeling that his pride had been severely discredited.

Soon March was relieved, these people only look at appearances, if they only look at the surface of a person, then this kind of person is just a vulgar person.

"Hillbilly, hurry up and get out, the Qingxuan Sword Sect will not accept a little savage. If even you can get in, then everyone present can get in. An older teenager squinted at March and said disdainfully.

"Seeing this hillbilly, I seem to be confident, even he dares to come to participate in the selection, I believe that with my ability, I can enter the Qingxuan Sword Sect. A teenager said to the adults around him.

......

A lot of people are slandering, all kinds of bad words.

March couldn't take these words as the wind in his ears, clenched his fists, and silently went up to line up. But some people don't buy it, disgusted that March is wearing a shabby animal skin, and some people even push it away, staring at March with vicious eyes.

March was very angry about this, but what could he do? Do you want to fight? Since I was born, I have been weak, and it is impossible to fight, and I am a half-demon bloodline, if I really leak demon energy, the consequences are not something I can afford.

"Hmph, let's honestly roll aside and wait, a wild seed of a mountain villager, it's better to roll away. The strong boy who had pushed for March said disdainfully.

And the adults who accompanied the strong boy laughed coldly on the side, as if his own child was strong enough to give him face.

March smiled bitterly, out of the Yitu tribe, this world is not as beautiful as imagined.

'It's a good feeling, okay, I'll just wait. ’

......

The man on the high platform indifferently watched one teenager after another walk onto the high platform, if someone could approach the sword that was inserted in the ground nine steps away from the invisible sword intent, then it was an honor, this person could enter the Qingxuan Sword Sect and become an outer disciple, and he could learn swords while doing chores.

If someone can get close to five steps, they can be directly selected as an inner disciple.

Once someone is three steps away from receiving the sword intent, there is no doubt that this is a sword genius who can directly worship under the elder's door to learn the art.

The scorching sun scorched the earth, and March stood on the outermost side waiting, the tanned little black full of determination.

Due to the large number of people who came, at least 1,000 people participated in this selection. This was ten minutes of sunset, and by this time, there were only about fifty people on the high platform.

In this selection, it is rare for a teenager to be close to three steps away, and he suddenly amazes the audience. Soon he was picked up and directly entered the Qingxuan Sword Sect.

Although there were more than fifty people standing on the high platform, only about ten of them could become inner disciples, and most of them could only become outer disciples.

The teenagers who had mocked March before had all failed, and left dejectedly, reluctant to say a word. All the losers were discouraged, and some even cried.

The man on the high platform looked at the time when it was almost time, and the people who failed in the selection almost left. Stretched, "This boring errand is finally over, and I can finally go back to the errand, but this year is also interesting, and there is a kendo genius." ”

So he said to a few disciples, "You lead this year's selection candidates into the sect, and there will naturally be people to receive them at that time, so I will go back first." ”

Several disciples also knew that Uncle Wang was usually lazy and didn't like troublesome things, so they had to smile bitterly and prepare to enter the sect with the teenagers who had passed this year's selection.

Well?

When Uncle Wang got up, he saw a young man wearing animal skin standing in the audience, looking at him with a dark ~ face.

"Do you also want to participate in the selection?" Uncle Wang frowned, he was ready to put away his sword and go back, looking impatient, a child from the deep mountains and wild forests, according to the usual point of view, this kind of teenager has no kendo qualifications, and it is just a waste of time to come.

March shook his head, "I'm not here to participate in the kendo selection, in terms of kendo, I don't know that I have any talent, and the purpose of my coming here is to worship Yaowang Feng to study medicine." ”

A teenager studying medicine?

Some people want to laugh, the Qingxuan Sword Sect is a famous sword sect, and the teenagers who come here to participate in the selection are all here to learn swords, and it is really rare for someone to study medicine.

The man waved his hand impatiently: "You go, if you want to become a pharmacist, you should go to the Medicine Valley instead of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, you have come to the wrong place, go back quickly." ”

What can this do? I came all the way here, climbed mountains and waded through rivers to worship the Qingxuan Sword Sect, how could I give up so easily?

Hurriedly took out the crumpled animal skin letter paper from his arms, "Senior, you see, this letter is a letter of recommendation from my grandfather, my grandfather said that he knew the Medicine King in his early years, and he will definitely let me worship the Medicine King Peak after reading this letter." ”

Uncle Wang didn't even look at it, and said indifferently: "Let's go, what kind of character is the Medicine King, how can an old man in a mountain village know him, the Qingxuan Sword Sect has always relied on natural strength to speak, and it can't be done by relying on relationships, so you can find him elsewhere." ”

March was extremely disappointed, and he didn't even look at it, which was too shocking, maybe it was the crumpled animal skin letter in his hand, and Uncle Wang disdained to look at it.

At this time, a disciple said: "Uncle Shi, there is a shortage of a few miscellaneous disciples under the predecessors of the Medicine King these days, and there is a shortage of manpower, why not let him do miscellaneous work in the Medicine King Peak?"

The one who spoke was a disciple named Lian Yun, who had a good memory in March, and just now I heard someone call him Lian Yun's junior brother.

Passing a grateful glance at him, March really wanted to enter the medicine peak of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, even if it was a miscellaneous servant.

Uncle Wang hesitated for a while, nodded, and said, "Although your body is thin, you are from a mountain village, you should be able to endure hardships, and it should not be difficult to enter the medicine peak to do chores." ”

March was overjoyed and nodded again and again, "I can endure hardship, and no matter how much drudgery I do, I can do it well." ”

Uncle Wang nodded indifferently, "Okay, for the sake of your persistence, you will let you go to Yaowangfeng to do chores, but I said ugly that if you don't do well in the front, you can take things at any time and get out." ”

Those teenagers who passed the selection widened their eyes, and there was such an operation, not to enter the Qingxuan Sword Sect by virtue of their kendo talent, but to study medicine!

Many teenagers who have not yet gone far are extremely depressed when they see this situation, they have known that they can do this, they have long been cheeky and begged to stay, even if it is a blessing to enter the Medicine King Peak to do chores.

At this time, many people looked at March with envy, it was like pie falling from the sky.

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