The next morning, the sun was abundant and the weather was sunny.

It's just that it wasn't until the third pole of the sun that the cinnabar and white cedar woke up leisurely, and because they remembered that they went out to play, they hurriedly dealt with a few bites and set off directly.

Dongshan Town was as lively and prosperous as ever, and the two of them walked to the end of the street before they found a free place to rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a sudden abnormal commotion from the crowd around them, and the voices gradually became mixed, and quickly gathered a flow of people nearby, and the momentum was particularly large.

What happened? The two were confused.

The crowd shouted, still chaotic, and someone inside raised his hand into the air, shouting and saying, "Look, everyone, it's the disciples of the Inner Gate "Lan Pavilion" who went out to practice. ”

"Is it really the Lan Pavilion guys?"

"That's still false, it is said that the destination of their trip is the dangerous and abnormal Spirit Beast Mountain Range. ”

"Famous children, everyone's demeanor, that's really rare. ”

"Look at the mid-air," someone suddenly exclaimed, "Sure enough, there is the style of the inner door." ”

Baishan Cinnabar only noticed at this moment that a dark cloud slowly pressed over the heads of the noisy crowd at the end of the street, and there was a faint sound of galloping, which sounded quite majestic.

In fact, there are dark clouds there, but there are a few people in the sky, and they are all swept by the sword. Although the group of edges was not fast, it would soon fly above the heads of the cinnabars.

At this time, the people below could see clearly, the crowd phalanx of the imperial sword in the air, there were two middle-aged elders with solemn expressions standing at the front, and dozens of young male and female disciples in white clothes behind them, they were standing on top of various flying swords, and the disciples on the swords were all carrying empty sheaths, and the shapes of various colors were dazzling.

Among them, there are those who stand proudly with their hands behind their backs, some with their arms crossed and their faces cold, and some of them have their right arms crossed in front of their chests and their left arms obliquely behind them, posing in the shape of "looking at the moon through the clouds".

The whole phalanx was neat and orderly, looking imposing, and these young men and women were all energetic and heroic, flying in the direction of the distance, at a gentle speed.

Such an eye-catching scene will inevitably be discussed by the crowd looking up below.

"I'm rubbing, this is the so-called flying sword group, it's really high-end and high-grade!"

"The inner door 'Lan Pavilion' really lives up to its name!"

Someone suddenly said: "Strange, didn't you hear that you have to reach the sword cultivation stage to be able to fly the sword?"

Someone next to him immediately chimed in: "Yes, could it be that these dozens of people are all above the cultivation stage......?"

"If that's the case, the inner door is too big. ”

"You don't understand this, how can they be cultivators?

A disciple in the crowd looked at the side with disdain, and then shook his head and said proudly:

"The two middle-aged elders in the front row of the flying sword group, where their feet landed, there was still room between the sword bodies, this was the master above the real cultivation stage. As for the other young disciples, most of them were all stepping on the sword body, which showed that they were just in the cultivation stage, and they were just injected with flying spiritual power into the sword in advance. ”

"I see, this senior brother has a unique vision, and he understands the key to it in one sentence, and his insight is extraordinary, which is really admirable!" Another outer disciple next to him followed directly.

The previous disciple said with a smug face: "Where is it, in the Sui Dragon Gate in the outer gate of the Nine Peaks, it is just this kind of scene, and I have seen a little more!"

"Senior brother, don't be modest, the younger brother is not in the outer gate of Jiufeng, it's just the Xinglin Hall of medicinal cultivation, most of them are studying the five flavors of medicinal materials, but they don't know much about the flying of these imperial swords. ”

When the senior brother of the Sui Dragon Sword Sect heard this, his smug expression became even more proud, and he showed off even more: "This fellow sect has won the award, but when it comes to the flying sword under their feet, the flying power of the imperial line is not so simple, and it is said that it is also necessary for a master of cultivation to forcibly inject blessings." ”

The Xinglin Hall disciple said enviously: "But I have heard that the price of this kind of Imperial Spirit Injection Flying Sword is not cheap, they are just going out for trials, and they actually have such equipment." ”

Someone in the crowd immediately said coldly: "Then it goes without saying, who called the people the inner gate of the main peak! The best talents and resources are all occupied by them, in my opinion, if you want to get ahead, you still have to enter the 'Lan Pavilion'." ”

Among the people watching, there were also voices that said with envy: "It's too bullish, if I am also a disciple of the inner gate, how majestic it should be." ”

"These are the disciples of the Inner Gate 'Lan Pavilion', look at the proud look on their faces. Someone licked his lips and said with envy: "It's really all dragons and phoenixes among people!"

The inner disciples who were slowly moving forward in mid-air, although they looked very calm, they all had a faint look of pride, which could not be concealed no matter what.

In their hearts, as a disciple of the inner sect "Lan Pavilion", it is naturally not comparable to ordinary outer disciples.

"Dragons and phoenixes! Look at their arrogant virtue!"

Bai Shan squeezed in the crowd, sneering and scolding with an unbalanced mentality, but next to him, there was a distracted cinnabar.

At this moment, Cinnabar suddenly had a feeling that he had really seemed to have lived in vain for more than ten years.

Compared with these inner disciples, he suddenly felt inferior, he was so small, and he was so at a loss.

These young people, all of whom have excellent talents, have been recruited into the inner gate, enjoy first-class teaching and cultivation facilities, and can also fly out to experience under the leadership of the elders of the inner gate.

But he is in the outer gate of Jiufeng, and under the worst Quanying Sect, he is still the worst "mediocre" life, compared with the two, it is simply a comparison of cloud and mud.

The same people don't have the same fate, why can the gap between people be so obvious?

Cinnabar suddenly understood what it meant to "lose at the starting line of life." ”

This group of inner disciples looked complacent, and it was extremely natural to accept the countless envious glances and shouts below, without feeling the slightest blush at all. They have long been accustomed to this kind of scene.

The reason for all this is nothing more than one point, they are the disciples of the inner gate "Lan Pavilion".

What's more, being able to enter the inner gate of the Donglan Sword Sect, "Lan Pavilion", in itself shows that they have enough proud capital.

Bai Shan sneered: "When I was very young, they were often like this, flying in and out of the town streets from time to time, and some people littered confetti peels. ”

He naturally looked down on these arrogant inner disciples.

At the beginning, his father, Bai Lao Er, invited a lot of inner door elders to dinner, stuffed a lot of red envelopes, and spent a lot of money, but when it came time to really do things, none of the elders were willing to help him get a place in the inner door.

So Bai Lao Er had no choice but to settle for the second, but he didn't expect those powerful outer doors to look at each other coldly, unwilling to include a dog boy like him. In the end, in desperation, he had to be sent to Quan Yingmen.

It's no wonder that even the royal family of the Red Kingdom, the children of all kinds of nobles, and even the upper-class consortium with background want to let the children of the clan enter the inner gate "Lan Pavilion," It is extremely difficult, not to mention him who is from an upstart family.

The end result was really frustrating for Baishan.

But for him, there is also self-knowledge, the inner door is indeed an unattainable dream for him, especially after learning that he is a "salty pig", he is completely dead and gives up any unrealistic ideas.

But fortunately, he himself has never had any great ambitions, and after entering the Quanying Sect, he can be regarded as a martial arts disciple anyway, and for him, this is enough.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if he can't cultivate martial arts in the future, there is still a business at home that he needs to take over, and he doesn't need to worry too much about his future.

"But the inner door is the inner door, this flying sword is really fucking majestic!"

In Bai Shan's voice, there was an extremely sour taste: "Senior brother, why do you have to reach the cultivation stage to be able to fly with the sword?"

"Well, I'm not sure about this, but I heard the senior brothers talk about it before, and it seems that only sword cultivation can resist swords. ”

Cinnabar seriously recalled: "Because after entering the cultivation stage, they can engage in a program, as if it is called 'Dripping Blood Recognition Sword,' and it is said that as long as this is done, they can turn it into a natal sword and drive it at will." ”

"It's so troublesome!" Bai Shanpo felt his head: "For me, this Imperial Flying Sword doesn't have much use other than being handsome. ”

Cinnabar couldn't help but nod in agreement: "It's really cool enough, the last time we were appraised by the fate, the new disciples under the Lingyun Sect all came from the Imperial Sword. ”

He said with some regret: "It's a pity that in our Quanying Sect, there is no possibility of this kind of royal travel." ”

Bai Shan's words were stunned and said, "Oh, why is that?"

"Because we are a pure martial arts cultivation sect," Cinnabar explained seriously: "The cultivation path of pure martial cultivation is different, and it is the only cultivation among the types of cultivators who cannot fly with imperial objects. ”

Bai Shan stuck out his tongue and said, "No, the only thing that can't?

"The limitations of pure martial arts cultivation, Feng Zhangmen often said: The style of pure martial arts cultivation is to give up enjoyment and concentrate on exercising the body and will. The rules of the Quanying Sect even prohibit the disciples from buying the Lingling mounts on their own. ”

Bai Shan's careful recollection revealed that since he had gone up the mountain, he had indeed not seen any spiritual power mounts exist.

"What the head said is good, what is important is hardship, in my opinion, in fact, there is no money to buy it!"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Shan laughed out loud, and since he went up the mountain, the conditions for food and accommodation are not good, and he has a deep understanding of the financial embarrassment of Quan Yingmen.

Cinnabar said honestly: "It's true, our Quanyingmen has always been relatively hard, even if it is the lowest-level yellow paper crane, the head of the family will definitely not be willing to buy it." ”

Bai Shan laughed and teased again: "Actually, even if he is not a pure martial arts cultivator and can fly with objects, it is not appropriate, you can't let him ride that pair of black and heavy fist gloves, right?"

"Haha, that's true. Cinnabar imagined Feng Xiaotian riding on the black iron fist, and the embarrassed appearance of the pair of hands in a hurry, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

His youthful temperament, in the end, is still hopeful, longing: "Even if you can't resist the sword, when you have money in the future, you can buy a spirit flying mount and have a good time, it's okay, in the last life appraisal ceremony, the elder Wei Beihui of the inner gate, rode a flying paper bird, and the Lingyun head Cheng Tong, riding a red magpie mount, is really quite popular." ”

"Cut, junior brother, your vision is too low, speaking of this flying mount, I have seen more than you. ”

Bai Shan couldn't help but smile and said: "I think when I was a child in the town, I often saw some old men who cultivated martial arts, not only the flying swords and spirit mounts, but also the real flying birds such as geese and wind kites. ”

He said with emotion: "Tsk, that's really called a trick renovation, and it's all strange." ”