Soon it was Qin Huan's turn, and the outer door steward took Qin Huan's sign and asked, "Name?"

"Qin Huan. ”

The steward looked at him for a while, and Qin Huan also looked at the steward for a while, looking at each other speechlessly, staring at each other for a long time, "You go to the Foreign Affairs Hall." The steward said with a cold face.

Qin Huan didn't think much about it and went to the waiting place of the outer hall, I don't know why, there were obviously fewer disciples in the Foreign Affairs Hall than in other halls, just when Qin Huan was thinking about why there were so few people in the Foreign Affairs Hall, someone accosted him.

"This brother is also a new disciple of the Foreign Affairs Hall, my name is Fang Xiaodong, and I will help each other in the future," a simplely dressed boy said with a smile.

Qin Huan thought to himself, why is this sentence so familiar? It is really an opening sentence that has not changed for thousands of years.

"Speaking of brother, have you offended the steward?" Fang Xiaodong said.

"Offended the steward?" Qin Huan looked puzzled, "I didn't know you or him before, how could I offend him?"

"So brother, you didn't bleed, did you?"

Qin Huan: "Bloodletting?"

"Didn't the steward look at you when he handed the sign just now?"

Qin Huan said: "Look." ”

"And then you?"

"I don't know what he was looking at me, but out of respect, I looked back. ”

Fang Xiaodong: ". . . ”

Looking at Qin Huan's rightful expression, Fang Xiaodong continued, "Do you know what the Foreign Affairs Hall does?"

Qin Huan's face suddenly realized, "It won't be a very bad errand, such as watching the gate or something, right?"

"Hahaha, of course not, worse than this, street sweeper. ”

“？！！！”

Qin Huan thought slightly, "So ......"

"So he looked at you and wanted you to show it, but I didn't expect Brother Qin to look back, hahaha, Brother Qin, you are really a wonderful person!"

It's hard to say whether it's wonderful or not, but Qin Huan is very embarrassed at this time, there is really no such thing as unspoken rules.

Fang Xiaodong continued: "People like us here are all dissatisfied with the things they take. No matter how poor you are, you will take some things, if you can get a medicine hall to cultivate spiritual grass or something, it is not much worse than the inner disciples, like Brother Qin, you are really the only one. But we really wish you had a little more like this, so that each of us can have less work. ”

There is a reason why Qin Huan suddenly found that he had not become famous on the earth for so long. Qin Huan felt embarrassed and didn't want to continue the topic, and said, "Brother Fang, do you know what's going on with that disc that tests qualifications?"

Fang Xiaodong: "There are a total of nine rings on that disk, representing nine qualifications, the quality of qualifications is directly related to the width of the source vein, the wider the source vein, the more storage capacity of the source force." But quite right, the upgrade speed will be slower, so the competition among the core disciples is equally fierce, and it also depends on the closeness of the source qi. A genius who can't grow up is not called a genius, and we have much less requirements for it, but if you want to become an inner disciple, you need to reach the Qi Realm before the age of twenty-five. By the way, Brother Qin, how talented are you?"

"I'm rubbing the edge of the outer door, the four grades of talent. ”

Fang Xiaodong: "Brother Tai doesn't have to be discouraged, the source of the four-grade talent is not wide, but it is easy to upgrade, and it is not certain who wins and who loses in the future." ”

Qin Huan didn't speak, but Qin Huan knew that this was Fang Xiaodong's comforting words. Even if Qin Huan is not deeply involved in the world, he knows that no one in the same rank can beat or even defeat a martial artist of a lower level than himself, and there is no difference between him and waste. It's just that Qin Huan doesn't have a clue how to expand the source vein.

The disciples of the Xuanjian Sect need to recruit disciples for three days, and it was delayed for several days before, and it was already the last day when Qin Huan ran for election.

After the sun went down, the steward of the Foreign Affairs Hall took Qin Huan and other newly recruited disciples to stay in the largest restaurant in Yiyang City. However, there are a lot of people from the Xuanjian Sect, and this time they have recruited a lot of disciples, so the treatment assigned to Qin Huan's new disciples is - a low-level room for ten people.

Although there are many rooms in the restaurant, it is a waste of space resources to have two inner disciples in one room, and one elder steward to one room.

At night, everyone in the room was cultivating in tacit understanding, and no one bothered anyone. Qin Huan thought about today's events, "Forget about the outer disciples, the outer disciples, sweep the streets, sweep the streets." Now that my foundation is zero, at least I have to figure out the things I cultivate first. ”

In the past few days, Qin Huan felt that there were more and more doubts on his body, broken souls, white cocoons, and gray balls......

Qin Huan once again communicated the gloomy ball in his soul, but there was still no response. I don't know if this thing is good or bad, the stalk is in Qin Huan's mind, I don't know when it will explode again, and then it will never recover......

Qin Huan has no other way now, he can only relax his mentality and strive to save some strength, so that once something really happens to this group, he will not be caught off guard.

Early the next morning, the group took the fairy boat to the Xuanjian Gate. Qin Huan thought it would take a long time, but he didn't expect to arrive at the sect in less than an hour, looking at the three big characters 'Xuanjian Gate' written at the door of the sect, everyone was stunned. Immediately, many people sat down directly and began to understand, including Qin Huan himself.

Xuanjianmen is one of the four major sects in Wang'an Prefecture, and the background of Xuanjianmen is also different from ordinary sects. Even if the catastrophe a few decades ago made the Xuanjian Sect much worse than before, it did not shake the foundation of the Xuanjian Sect.

Just like the three big characters of 'Xuanjian Gate' at the entrance of the sect, they were written by the ancestors of Ning Yuan Realm back then.

Wuyuan, air floating, breathing, turning into truth, opening the sea, condensing yuan.

The Ning Yuan Realm is the highest height in this world, but because of the catastrophe a few decades ago, there is no Ning Yuan Realm in Wang'an Prefecture now, not even the Bihai Realm. If you are a strong person in the True Realm, you will be able to dominate one side in Wang'an Prefecture. And at this time, the three words 'Xuanjian Gate' written by Ning Yuan Ancestor are very precious from the outside, telling all the time that Xuanjian Gate is as powerful as it was back then.

Looking at these three words from a distance, it seems that you can hear the sound of the sword, one horizontal, one vertical, one hook, each stroke has an extremely powerful sword intent, and the subtle swordsmanship of a move jumps out.

At this time, although Qin Huan's eyes were open, his mind was already completely immersed in this sword move. Some of these sword moves are handsome and elegant, some are dashing and dusty, and some are ruthless......

It is also a one-move swordsmanship, but Qin Huan feels that these swordsmanship are 'alive' and have their own vitality.

Gradually, the swordsmanship had passed the ninety-nine-eighty-one style in Qin Huan's mind. However, these sword styles passed through Qin Huan's mind but did not retain them at all, and Qin Huanduo's entire mind was attracted by those invisible meanings......