Sitting in the carriage, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little sad as he watched the familiar scenery gradually fade away, but soon Lin Feng restrained his thoughts. Start charting your own path for the future. It was not for no purpose to go to Lin Feng this time, because while waiting for Uncle Liu, Lin Feng also asked some "people who have seen the world" in the village about some information about the outside world.

Lin Feng learned that Qingya Village belonged to a sect called Xuanwumen within a radius of several hundred miles, and the Qiqiao Town he was going to was a town under the Xuanwu Gate.

"I don't know if I have a chance to worship the Initiation School," Lin Feng thought to himself.

Just as Lin Feng was planning his life, a shout suddenly came from outside the carriage: "It's not good to have bandits!" Then the carriage lost control, Lin Feng was also flustered at this time, Lin Feng poked his head out and saw that Uncle Liu had died next to the carriage, Lin Feng wanted to pull the carriage but didn't want the carriage to hit the tree next to him, and Lin Feng also fell off the carriage. The sharp pain came and Lin Feng thought to himself, "Are you going to die here? Still... Not.... The pain in his body made Lin Feng gradually lose his strength, and his eyes gradually weakened.

"Damn, it's a poor ghost。。。。。 It's unlucky!"

"Big brother, there's another kid here!"

"Child, it's a big deal. ”

"Big brother, I used to have a brother who was later discovered by the immortals and worshiped into the cultivation of the Heavenly Poison Sect, last time I heard him say that the Heavenly Poison Sect has been recruiting disciples recently, if there is a child with immortal roots who can worship in it, but can get a large reward, why don't we take this kid to try it, it's not a few brothers who are busy in vain!"

"Well, okay, then take the kid and try it. Brethren, go... ”

Lin Feng only heard the intermittent sound of the bandits, and then he lost his strength and passed out.

With the huge thunder and wind and rain, Lin Feng woke up in a daze, and at the moment when a lightning bolt lit up, he raised his eyes and quickly scanned the surrounding situation.

It was a small and dilapidated hut, with nothing but the bed with a mattress underneath it and a basin of water at the head of the bed.

Lin Feng's brows furrowed slightly, no matter how he looked at this place, it didn't look like a good place, but fortunately, he was at least alive. quickly took it out of his arms, but fortunately, although the silver was gone, the history books were still there. Xu is thief also thinks that this broken book is useless, Lin Feng thought to himself.

"By the way, it seems that I was sold to some Heavenly Poison Sect in the end. Thinking of this, Lin Feng thought about it carefully.

Quickly sorted out the news he knew about the Heavenly Poison Sect in his mind, Lin Feng knew his current situation, the Heavenly Poison Sect is a great sect of cultivating immortals like the Xuanwu Sect, and the masters in the sect are like clouds, but the disciples in the sect are all ruthless, unscrupulous means to achieve the goal, and become famous by using poison, its sect master once poisoned more than tens of thousands of people in a city, which is terrifying.

Just as Lin Feng was analyzing his own situation, a shout came from outside the door。。。。。

"Hey, everyone inside is out!"

Lin Feng put away the books and walked towards the door, Lin Feng found that there were so many miscellaneous servants in the Heavenly Poison Sect this day. Looking at it, I am afraid that there must be nearly a hundred disciples.

Lin Feng looked forward and saw a chubby middle-aged man standing on a high platform in front of him, his eyes looking extremely refined.

"You all listen, I am the miscellaneous steward for the next month, after a month you will select three official disciples from among you, here are the weapons and martial arts distributed to you, knives, guns, swords, sticks and corresponding martial arts, there is also a book of immortal cultivation exercises, which are kindly rewarded to you by the elders, as long as you cultivate well, worship the Heavenly Poison Sect, and become official disciples, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth. “

"What happens to the loser?" someone in the crowd asked.

"Failure, Simplicity, Death。。。。。 “

"What... I'm here to cultivate, and I don't want to die,。。 I'm going home."

"Yes, I'm going home"

”。。。。。 Let me go back, I don't want to die"

"Quiet, shut up for me, since you're here. You have only two choices, either to be the last three or ... Die. If you want to go home ... Oh, yes. After that, he raised his hand and saw a few invisible poisonous insects fly to the people who just said they wanted to go home, and then those people turned into a pool of blood directly in front of everyone's eyes.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, the crowd immediately fell silent.

"Okay, I've sent them home, do you want to go home?"

"No, just come and line up to get something!" With the shock just now, the crowd began to calm down, and Lin Feng also followed the crowd silently to the front of the stage to get something.

After receiving the things, the steward said a few words of encouragement without pain, what are the benefits of joining the Heavenly Poison Sect, and let everyone go back to their resting places, and then gather them after a month.

On the way back, Lin Feng obviously felt that something was wrong, if it wasn't for the steward's special instructions before leaving, not to start a dispute within a month, otherwise he would be severely punished, it is estimated that someone would have to help but get rid of some competitors first. Back in his small dilapidated house, Lin Feng took out what he had been given, a slender long sword and a martial art called "Whisking Willow Sword Technique". Three or two steps to the bed, took off the long sword hanging on his waist, drew the sword out of the sheath, and made a slight sound, but the sword was good, the sword body was snow-white, and the narrow sword surface flashed with a cold light.

"Now, I can only find a way to survive the selection first. ”

Lin Feng clenched the half-length thin sword in his hand, his heart was very complicated, he couldn't imagine that Fang had to face such a life-and-death situation from the hands of the bandits, but he also knew that it was useless to think too much, so he could only desperately find a way to survive.

A bolt of lightning lit up, and the white sword light illuminated Lin Feng's delicate face white.

But it is easy to survive the selection, but how can Lin Feng not know the difficulties.

There may be hundreds of miscellaneous servants who have already practiced, how can a child who even struggles to kill chickens compare with these people.

The only thing I can rely on is this "Whisking Willow Sword Technique" handed down by the Heavenly Poison Sect, and this "Three Yang Secrets", but if I face some people who have practiced other exercises, I am afraid that there is only one way to die.

Therefore, Lin Feng knew very well in his heart that the most important thing now was to take advantage of the remaining months to step up his cultivation.

Only in this way can Lin Feng have a chance to survive the selection.

Hey, forget it, it's safe, Lin Feng's tense heart was also slightly relaxed, his expression was slightly light, and he looked at the wind and rain outside. I don't know how my sister is doing now.

After experiencing such ups and downs in one day, even if Lin Feng adapts quickly, he needs to adjust his mind at this moment...