Iron Plough Empire, Jianmen Mountain.

The time is the first day of July, at noon, the green shade on the mountain, the shadow of the trees is everywhere, and the flowers and gardens are shrubbed from time to time, and they are even more purple and red, the makeup is strange, and the scenery is very beautiful.

The mountain breeze blew, making a group of young men and women in a square in the middle of the mountain feel refreshed for a while, but when they looked up at the fiery sun overhead, their hearts immediately became anxious.

Although the scenery in the mountains is good, if it is sunbathed in the sun for a whole morning, anyone's heart will not be able to bear it.

I saw that this group of teenagers were all under the age of 20, and the total number was about 1,000, but they did not stand together, but dispersed, or hundreds, or dozens of people gathered together, and there was a very clear boundary in the middle that divided them.

There was only one open space that could have accommodated two or three hundred people, but at this time there was only one person standing. I saw that the man was a young man of about eighteen years old, very tall and strong, but he was dressed in a tattered beggar's outfit, although the clothes were ragged, but they gave people a feeling that it was very easy to ignore his clothes and produce a sense that they should not be underestimated; On the young man's back, a large ruler two zhang long and more than a foot wide stood tall, which made him look very different.

The other boys looked at the lonely boy, their eyes flickering slightly, because the open space where he was standing should have been empty, but now, this gap was filled by him.

If you look closely, you can see different signboards in front of the teenagers gathered together, only to see that the ones written on them are Changle City, Yangping City, Holy Python City, Dragon City, Taoyuan City...... and other names of different cities, and the signboard in front of the lonely boy was written with the words "Wangjiang City".

These three words were being spread in the Iron Plough Empire at this time, not because of any earth-shattering characters in this city, but because the city, including all the people living in this city, was completely destroyed in one day seven days ago, and it is said that no one survived, including the two hundred disciples that the Sword Sect originally planned to recruit in Wangjiang City this time and all the personnel of the Sword Sect's branch hall in Wangjiang City.

At this time, a young man with a tall stone ruler on his back appeared in the place that should have been empty, and it was difficult not to attract the attention of others.

The young man's name is Feng Jinxuan, who was originally the young city lord of Longcheng, because he returned from his travels, he was afraid that he would not have time to rush back to Longcheng, so he signed up in Wangjiang City to participate in the assessment of the Sword Sect's recruitment of disciples in Yangquan County and successfully passed, but he never thought that he would encounter the assassination action of Wangjiang City, another major sect of the Iron Plough Empire, Yingshamen, and he was still alive and dead, and finally escaped and became the only surviving person in Wangjiang City.

At this time, Feng Jinxuan didn't react to other people's pointing at him, just stood there with his eyes and nose, and seemed to be completely integrated into that piece of world, but his heart was actually quite sad, this should have been one of the places with the most disciples standing, but he never thought that now, he was the only one left.

This group of teenagers is the new disciples recruited by the Sword Sect in various cities in Yangquan County this year, and at this time, the areas divided according to their respective cities are gathered here, waiting for the specific arrangements of the Sword Sect.

These teenagers were all known as geniuses in their original families or cities, and now they have been basking in the sun here for most of the day, but none of them dare to complain.

Sword Sect, just this name, is worth all it for, because it will make you gain more.

About 50 meters in front of this group of teenagers, a high platform was supported by four tall wooden pillars, which was 20 meters high and covered an area of 200 square meters.

Just when the young people were waiting anxiously, finally on the road to the top of the mountain, a man wearing the clothes of the Sword Sect, carrying two long swords on his back, and covering his face with a beard and a rough appearance, came down from the road to the top of the mountain.

The man walked to the front of the stage, and as soon as he jumped up, he actually got on the high platform and stood still behind the table.

All the young men looked at the man with envious expressions in their hearts, it was a twenty-meter-high platform, and he actually went up in one jump, this cultivation is definitely not low, at least not what they can compare to now.

Feng Jinyu looked at the man, faintly feeling a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The man first swept the audience with his big eyes, and when he saw the wind strong, his eyes also flickered, but he didn't say anything, and then he picked up the roster that was originally placed on the table and looked at it, and then glanced at the wind and Jinqing, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "From today on, all of you junior disciples are my disciples of the Sword Sect, and from now on, we will have blessings and hardships." I am Fang Hao, the senior brother of the outer disciples of the Sword Sect, and I came to greet you on the order of the sect master, because there was an accident in the recruitment of disciples by the Sword Sect this time, so I will first count the number of disciples who came to report this time, and then I will roll the names in the order of the roster, and please answer the senior disciples who heard their names. ”

Listening to the man calling himself Fang Hao, Feng Jinlu suddenly realized, it turned out that this Fang Hao was also a person from Longcheng, he had seen Feng Jinyu in Dragon City when he was a child, but Fang Hao was five or six years older than Feng Jinluo, and his residence was far away, so he was not familiar, but I didn't expect that this Fang Hao had not only joined the Sword Sect but also become the senior brother of the outer disciples of the Sword Sect, I don't know if Lian'er is also on this Jianmen Mountain now?

While thinking in my heart, the figure of the beautiful girl with big sly eyes seemed to appear in front of me, staring at me intently in front of me.

All the young men looked at Fang Hao, they all held their breath, their hearts were slightly nervous, and even the sun above their heads seemed to have lost its due power at this time.

However, before Fang Hao could start the roll call, three disciples wearing Sword Sect costumes quickly ran down on the road leading to the top of the mountain, and the leader was a monkey with a sharp beak, shouting as he ran: "Senior Brother Fang, come down quickly, the sect master asked you to go to the Yuling Pavilion right now, there is an urgent matter, I will preside over it here for the time being." As he shouted, he and the other two jumped onto the platform.

Fang Hao looked at the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man, frowned slightly, and asked, "Senior Brother Ling Xinzhai, do you know what the sect master summoned me for?"

Ling Xinzhai shook his head and said: "The sect master didn't say anything about the specific affairs, and I don't know, you better hurry up now, these rookies here, I'll just come and greet them." ”

Fang Hao didn't say anything more when he heard this, handed over the roster to Ling Xinzhai, and then hugged his fists at the new disciples in the audience, jumped off the high platform, and rushed up the mountain.

Ling Xinzhai took the roster, first lowered his head to find the list of disciples recruited from Dragon City, only to see that there were only twenty people there, his eyes were scattered, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, and said in a low voice: "It's okay." ”

"Senior Brother Ling, look here, this name is not ......," one of the two disciples who came with Ling Xinzhai suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to a place on the roster and said.

The two disciples, one named Wang Kele and the other named Li Buxi, were just ordinary disciples of the outer sect of the Sword Sect, and they usually followed Ling Xinzhai to pat the horse and whiskers, hoping to get some guidance or cultivation resources from Ling Xinzhai, and it was Wang Kele who spoke at this time.

Ling Xinzhai followed Wang Kele's point, and saw that there were three big characters of Wangjiang City written there, and under those three words, there was only a lonely name and some simple introductions.

Feng Jinxuan, eighteen years old, martial artist, seventy-five levels of the physical realm, endowed with whirlpools, spiritual power can be cultivated, proficient in close-quarters short fights, weapon stone ruler, assessor: Liu Yifeng, the three protectors.

"Huh?!" Ling Xinzhai was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said, "The name is the same, but it shouldn't be that person, because this person is from Wangjiang City and not Dragon City." It's really strange that such a whirlpool of waste, such a whirlpool of waste, can actually enter the Sword Sect? Could it be that there is some extraordinary background behind this person, or what benefits he has given to the three protectors, so that he can recruit such a waste person. ”

Li Buxi said with a sneer: "No matter how big his background is, but since he has come to the Sword Sect, at least in the first few months, he has to be controlled by Senior Brother Ling, if he is interested, it will be fine, if he dares not to be interested, then we will let him enjoy the taste of being a new disciple of the Sword Sect." But didn't I hear that this Wangjiang City has been ......?"

After hearing this, Ling Xinzhai smiled and said, "Maybe this kid is just lucky to slip through the net." Why wait until later to let him enjoy it, it's better to use this kid now to teach this group of rookies well, so that they know what kind of attitude they should treat and honor us 'old men' in the future. ”

Wang Kele and Li Buxi both stretched out their thumbs when they heard this, and said: "Gao, or Senior Brother Ling, whether this kid has the same name as that person or not, today we will let him be embarrassed for a while, so that he will not be able to raise his head in the sect in the future, it's just strange, his parents gave him the wrong name." ”

Ling Xinzhai raised his eyes when he heard this, and said, "Of course, Senior Sister Lian can only be mine, and others don't want to snatch it from me, otherwise, hum ......"

Wang Kele and Li Buxi lowered their heads when they heard this, but a few traces of disdain flashed in their eyes, clearly saying that just like you, they also wanted toads to eat swan meat, but when they raised their heads again, the gaze in their eyes had changed to the reverence and admiration just now, and the changes made all the teenagers in the audience stunned.

Ling Xinzhai said, came to the front of the high platform, swept the young people below with small eyes, and also saw Feng Jinluo, and the disdain in his eyes was even more intense, obviously it was Feng Jinxiao's outfit that made him look down on him a little more.

He shook the roster in his hand, with a smile on his face, and said: "Senior brothers, if you follow the roster one by one, waste my lips and tongue and waste your time, let you be exposed to the sun for a while longer, I can't bear it, if I click on a city and you report your current number, if it matches the roster, then everyone will save trouble." What do you think?"

The young people below all shouted in agreement when they heard this, but Feng Jin was still the same as before, and they didn't seem to show any interest in Ling Xinzhai's proposal.

Ling Xinzhai sneered in his heart when he saw it, but he still had a smile on his face, and named the names of the cities in the order of the roster, sure enough, he shouted a name above, and the people below immediately reported the number of people in their cities, and when they shouted to Wangjiang City, Feng Jinyu also shouted the word "one" loudly.

As the saying goes, "Hades is easy to see, but little ghosts are difficult to deal with", although Feng Jinyu was unhappy at the first sight of Ling Xinzhai, he didn't want to be like this kind of "little ghost" on the first day.

There is no difference between the numbers on everyone's report and the numbers on the roster, and the roll call is considered to have passed smoothly, Ling Xinzhai then said to the audience with a smile: " In order to let all the new juniors and disciples really know the Sword Sect, I randomly selected a few new juniors to take the stage and discuss with these two fellow disciples behind me, no matter what method you use, as long as you can take the ten moves of these two fellow disciples after taking the stage and not fall off the stage, you will be considered to have passed, as long as one of you has passed the level, immediately arrange for you to go to your accommodation to rest, if all of them can't pass the pass, continue to stand below and bask in the sun until the evening. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Feng Jinyu and said, "This junior brother, it's just you, this first battle, I hope you can help the new juniors in the audience earn face." ”

"Good. The other teenagers listened to Ling Xinzhai's words and immediately started to coax together.

Feng Jinxuan raised his head and glanced at Ling Xinzhai's smiling stinky face, and he couldn't wait to punch a hole in it, Mom, this is the rhythm of lying down and getting shot, the twenty-meter high platform, whether he can go up or not is a problem, not to mention the ten moves of the two disciples who are cultivators of the Holy Realm at first glance.

But although Feng Jinyu muttered in his heart, he didn't show anything on the surface, so he walked out of the venue where he was, hugged his fists on the stage, and rushed in the direction where the high platform was.