Along the way, Fang Yinuo saw too many things that he had never seen before, but Liu Jueyan was obviously not that kind of enthusiastic guide, and he didn't introduce him to a word. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the Valley of the Thousand Blades, the mountain peaks are connected in a closed loop. In the very center of the Thousand Blades Valley, which is the reason for its name, a huge deep valley, which is the forbidden place of the sect, and ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter.

After Liu Jueyan took Fang Yinuo to the mountain gate, the first big mountain that came to him, Grinding Sword Peak.

Grinding Sword Edge is said to be a mountain, but it is the lowest of all the peaks, and its peak is flat and smooth, as if it has been deliberately polished into a stone platform, known as the Grinding Sword Table.

From a distance, there was a figure flickering at the mountain peak, it was those outer disciples practicing martial arts on the sword grinding platform. On the top of the mountain, he cultivates, is washed by the power of heaven and earth, looks at thousands of mountains and ravines and practices martial arts, and has a thousand pride in his chest.

At the mountainside of Mojian Peak, there is a large hall, which is called Mojian Hall. This is the main hall of the outer disciples of the Thousand Blades Valley, and on weekdays, if the sect gives any task to the outer disciples or holds any activities, it will be held in the Grinding Sword Hall.

Generally speaking, it is rare to see the big people in the sect in the Grinding Sword Hall, and the major affairs of the sect are discussed in the elder hall of the Tibetan Sword Peak in the inner gate. When the Grinding Sword Hall is rarely lively, it is the entry of new disciples once every five years.

Among the hundred small countries, there are always so many talents in each session, and they stand out from the hundreds of disciples and worship under the elders of each peak. Since then, the martial arts have been cultivated for a thousand miles a day, and if you can go further, you will be able to obtain the title of the Sword Envoy of the Thousand Blades Valley and become one of the Thousand Blades!

That kind of achievement is already beyond the reach of most people in a lifetime!

In the Grinding Sword Hall, the deacon of the outer sect of the sect looked cautiously at the ten elders in front of him. These are the elders who came out to choose disciples this year.

The elders of the Thousand Blades Valley, their cultivation is above the Yuan Zun, this kind of character, they are all strong people in the Tianyuan Continent! They have the power to move mountains, one man is the pass, and ten thousand people are not open!

Even the deacons of the outer gate don't know how many elders there are in the Valley of the Thousand Blades. After many people have cultivated to the realm of elders, some go out to travel and never return for a hundred years. Some retreats do not matter the age.

The only chance they would get to see the elder was when the new disciple was introduced. According to the rules of the sect, every year, ten elders will come out to accept disciples, and directly let the outstanding talents among them enter the inner gate.

Disciples who are fortunate enough to be favored by the elders do not need to practice hard in the outer gate, and can only become the inner gate after a strict assessment. Instead, the identity is directly promoted to a higher level, or even more genius, can also become his personal disciple, and his status will be raised to the next level!

Liu Jueyan wanted to bring Fang Yinuo directly to the elder, so that he could take a shortcut and not have to suffer at the outer gate. In the sect, the cultivation resources obtained by the outer disciples are much less than those of the inner disciples!

In the Grinding Sword Hall, the elders had a rare time out of the pass, drinking tea and discussing with each other.

They sat around the hall, and in the middle of it were two highly respected elders, the third elder and the seventh elder.

This three and seven are the rankings among the elders, and in the Valley of the Thousand Blades, only the top ten elders have this kind of numerical honorific title.

The three elders have a childish face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and look like a kind old man at the head of the village. But no one dared to underestimate him, the strength of the three elders was enough to suppress everyone present!

The Seventh Elder sitting next to him was a middle-aged man, with vigorous qi and blood, and runes kept flashing in his eyes, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force was involuntarily attracted to him. A body like King Kong, domineering and exposed, sitting there like a statue!

An elder sighed, "I haven't seen you for a few years, the Seven Elders' Golden Martial Bodies have become stronger and stronger, just sitting here, I feel like a mountain peak is oppressing in front of me. ”

The Seventh Elder's voice was rough, and he said loudly: "Elders can't help it, my martial arts body has just broken through a level, and I can't master it freely, so my momentum is too outgoing." ”

"It doesn't matter. The elders said they didn't care.

The third elder smiled and said, "We don't care, but don't scare the disciples, I'll help you suppress it." As he spoke, the hand holding the teacup slowly lowered.

The domineering momentum in the hall also slowly fell with his hand, and those outer deacons who served and obeyed the order breathed a sigh of relief, if the oppression just now was a little longer, they would probably be so weak that they would kneel on the ground.

The elders talked about accepting disciples again, and the seventh elder said: "I didn't want to accept disciples, but the great elder kept asking for it, so I had to leave the customs as a last resort. You'll just give me the thickest kid later. ”

"That is, the disciples who are suitable for cultivating your martial body will of course belong to you. The elders said.

"I don't know what geniuses there are this year, I remember the last time Elder Gongzhi found a good seedling, born with a spirit pupil, practiced for five years, and was already the peak of the Yuan General, if he can go further, under his seat, there will be one more sword envoy!"

"That disciple of Elder Meng is now also ranked among the top three disciples in the inner sect, which makes me so envious!"

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Elders are called elders because of their strength and because of their advanced age. With their cultivation, a retreat is ten years and a hundred years, or they travel around the mainland, and some people even never return.

Therefore, most of the elders will accept a few apprentices and inherit their own martial arts. It is a custom that the apprentice has a merit, and the master also enjoys glory.

"Elders, the disciples have already arrived at the mountain gate, and there is still half an hour to go. "The outer deacons report to the ten elders.

"Hmm. The Third Elder nodded.

At this time, another deacon reported: "Elders, the sword envoy Liu Jueyan asks to see you. ”

"Shameless girl?" the Third Elder smiled, "let her in." ”

The Seventh Elder asked, "Is Liu Jueyan the latest disciple to become a sword envoy?" He had been in retreat and didn't know much about the things in the sect.

"That's right, that girl is a rising star in the sect. In less than two decades, she was able to become a sword envoy, and even the sect master was full of praise for her. Said that she was qualified to go to the Nanyang Martial Kingdom in the future to compete with his disciples!" said an elder.

The Seventh Elder nodded: "At a young age, you can become a sword envoy, it seems that it is really extraordinary." Hey, it's a pity that it's not a man, otherwise it would be nice to be under my door. ”

Liu Jueyan took Fang Yinuo into the Grinding Sword Hall, bent down to the elders and said, "Disciple Liu Jueyan has seen all the elders. ”

Fang Yinuo followed and bowed, he only felt that the elders in front of him were like mountains, and their breath was terrifying. Especially the elder in the middle with a golden body, the light on his body makes it impossible to look at it directly, otherwise his eyes will sting!

That light was never something he could emit, but something that came naturally from his body. Refining his body into a peerless treasure, this kind of realm, Fang Yinuo feels terrible when he thinks about it!