Feng Jin walked on the road, and he was always strange in his heart, but he didn't expect the internal defense of the Sword Sect Branch Hall in Wangjiang City to be so lax, and it seemed to be completely unguarded, and he couldn't help but be very puzzled in his heart.

But he has nothing to do now, he has done everything he can, he is still far from being the opponent of the Demon Sect Sect Master Qiu Mosheng, and he can't help the Sword Sect if he wants to, he can only hope that the people of the Sword Sect can take precautions after seeing his warning letter.

Feng Jinyu casually found the eaves of a shop and slept for one night, which was quite suitable for his beggar's dress.

The next day, Feng Jinxuan continued to wander around Wangjiang City, and when he was tired, he found a remote place to meditate and cultivate, and when he was hungry, he simply went to some people's houses to ask for some food, completely treating himself as a beggar.

In the past three days, nothing strange has happened in Wangjiang City, it is still the same as always, but most of the topics that people are talking about are the appearance of the beggar immortal a few days ago and the selection of disciples of the Sword Sect this time.

But behind the calm surface, the wind seemed to smell a strange smell, as if something was about to happen.

Three days later, the re-election of the disciples of the Sword Sect was still carried out as scheduled in Wangjiang Tower. Feng Jinyu came here early in the morning, and the disciples who came this time were much fewer than last time, only more than four hundred.

This time it was not divided into several batches to be assessed together, but a person had to go through three assessments, and only the disciples who finally passed all the assessments could officially join the Sword Sect, if all the disciples who passed were less than two hundred, they would select the outstanding ones among those who did not pass all of them to make up for two hundred; if there were more than two hundred disciples who passed all, they would also eliminate the bottom of the rankings among the disciples who passed and left only two hundred.

This means that more than half of these 400 people will be eliminated, and the elimination rate is quite high, so everyone will definitely go all out.

The three assessments respectively assess the cultivation of the enrolled disciples, their mindfulness, and their ability to adapt to changes on the spot.

The assessment of cultivation is the simplest, as long as you show your strength and then fight with the disciple who controls it for a quarter of an hour, but the assessment of mental nature and adaptability is varied, and there are almost no exactly the same.

Feng Jinlu is in the back of the line, and it will be a long time before he can get his turn.

When he was bored, Feng Jinyu observed the crowd around him, trying to see if he could find the two Demon Sect disciples in the crowd. It's a pity that I didn't see a single one, and I didn't see anyone suspicious.

Senior Brother Na Li is cautious and experienced in the rivers and lakes, and now it is estimated that he doesn't know where to hide for a long time, and maybe even the people from the Demon Gate can't find him for the time being. Feng Jinluo originally had the idea of what to do, but now that he didn't find it, he was not disappointed.

It's just that I don't know how the Demon Sect plans to deal with the Sword Sect's disciple recruitment this time, so I hope it's not at this time to clear the field. However, this possibility is almost non-existent, not to mention that the appearance of the beggar immortal here two days ago is enough to deter the demon gate, even if there is no beggar immortal appear, the demon gate will not dare to deal with the Sword Sect in a bright light.

As time passed, as the morning drew to a close, it was finally the turn of the wind.

Feng Jinlu walked into the assessment room and found that there were three small houses inside, arranged in order from the outside to the inside, and only those who could enter the second house after passing through the first house first, and so on.

Feng Jinxuan didn't think much about it, and directly pushed the door into the first house, and found that the middle-aged man who had assessed himself two days ago was sitting inside.

At this time, the middle-aged man looked at Feng Jinqing, his eyes were full of smiles, and said: "The young man is good, come on, show your own strength, as long as you can walk in my hands for a quarter of an hour, even if you pass." ”

As he spoke, he stood in the middle of the small house with his hands tied.

Feng Jinyu looked at the middle-aged man, obviously he didn't feel any energy fluctuations from the middle-aged man, but it gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Feng Jinyu didn't talk nonsense, hugged his fist at the middle-aged man, and said, "Please." ”

The middle-aged man just stood there, and he didn't see any movement, but the wind was so strong that he could clearly feel that he had entered a state of battle, but he couldn't see the change clearly.

The wind was strong and did not dare to slack off, and as soon as he reached out and took off the measuring scale from his back, he wrapped his hands around it and raised the measuring scale high.

"Hehe, the weapon is not bad, it seems to be very powerful. The middle-aged man said jokingly.

The wind was strong and the true qi was fed into the measuring ruler, and the measuring ruler suddenly flowed brightly, and layers of white mangs covered the surface of the stone ruler, and at the same time, an ancient coercion spread in this small house.

"Huh?!" The middle-aged man felt that kind of coercion, but he was a little taken aback, it seems that this big ruler is still a rare treasure.

The wind was offended, and a horizontal stone ruler was slapped at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stretched out his palms to resist, and the two fought in the hut.

The wind was strong and the more cold his heart became, even if he sent the measuring ruler and used all his strength, he didn't even touch a piece of the middle-aged man's clothes.

However, Feng Jinyu didn't know that the middle-aged man was even cooler and colder, he never thought that this young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old seemed to be not high in cultivation, but his physical body was very strong, and his hand-to-hand combat skills were very proficient, although he was holding a heavy ruler, and the use of it was all short kung fu, such a big ruler didn't seem to have any effect on him, and the ancient coercion emanating from the ruler, even the strength of his celestial realm was faintly suppressed.

Sure enough, he is worthy of the person that Sect Master Zhen has a fancy, the middle-aged man sighed in his heart, if this kid can worship himself as a teacher and enter his own door, he will definitely be able to make himself famous in the future, but now don't think about it, with Sect Master Zhen here, how can such a good seedling not be able to take his turn.

The middle-aged man felt sorry and envied at the same time, and soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

Just a quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man stopped, looked at Feng Jinxuan with a smile and said, "The cultivation is good, the first level, pass!"

Feng Jinyu bowed to the middle-aged man gratefully, and happily walked towards the second house.

The second level is the test of the heart, which tests the will of the people, and the wind does not know the specific assessment method.

But as soon as Feng Jinlu walked into the small house, he couldn't help but be taken aback, because when he stepped in, he saw that the original small house had disappeared, and was replaced by the familiar scene in Dragon City.

Those familiar streets, familiar squares, familiar people, and familiar pictures come into view one by one, and I seem to be here in the same nature, wandering the streets as before.

But just now, he was obviously still in Wangjiang City to participate in the re-election of the Sword Sect to recruit disciples, it seems that these must be his own illusions.

On the opposite side came a team of greeting relatives, blowing and beating, very festive, the groom rode on a tall horse, full of spring light, full of spirit.

"Damn, isn't that a little overlord? This kid is going to get married. ”

Feng Jinyu couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the groom's face, it was the little overlord who had fought with him since he was a child, and had been competing with him for the child king of Dragon City, and the two didn't know how many times they had fought for this, which was considered a "deep grudge".

"It's really a good thing that the Wang family and the Ying family are married, this Ying Gongzi looks really talented, I heard that Miss Yulian of the Wang family is also a flower and moon appearance, and she is a disciple of the Sword Sect. ”

"Who's to say it's not, it's really enviable......"

Some people watching the excitement next to him discussed.

"Miss Yulian of the Wang family, could it be Lian'er? No, no, hasn't Lian'er been waiting for me? How can she get married?" Feng Jinyu listened to everyone's discussion, and although he didn't believe it in his heart, he was also upset.

The footsteps unconsciously followed the team to welcome the relatives forward. After walking for about half an hour, I really arrived at the palace, and a bride wearing a red hijab was sent out of the door, a breeze blew, and the hijab was lifted up a little, but the beautiful and happy smiling face below was not Wang Yulian Who else?

The head of the wind suddenly roared, impossible, impossible, impossible...... How can it really be Lian'er? It's not true, it's not true, it's not true......

The wind stood there in a daze, watching Wang Yulian get on the sedan chair, watching the welcoming team go away, and watching the scene in front of him gradually become blurred...... In front of him, a white-clad Shadow stood there quietly, looking at him with a kind face.

"Mother......" Feng Jin screamed, but suddenly woke up.

When he turned his head, he saw that he was still in the hut, and a kind-looking woman was looking at him across from him.

"Attachment in your heart, although you can't see through it, is not necessarily a bad thing, you have passed. The woman said.

Feng Jinxuan hadn't recovered from the hallucinations of Wang Yulian's marriage just now, and when he heard the woman's words, he only looked at her blankly, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of her words.

"What an idiot!" said the woman.

"Thank you!" Feng Jinyu finally came back to reality, and hurriedly bowed to the woman, and walked out of the house to the front of the third house.

I pushed the door and entered, and saw an old beggar sitting in it.

", old beggar, why are you?"

"Ah, that's me, do you have any opinions?" said the beggar fairy.

"You come to the personal assessment, can I still live?"

"I don't know, do you want to try?"

"Absolutely. ”

"Good. As he spoke, the beggar fairy grabbed the wind as soon as he grabbed it.

Feng Jinlu was always ready to deal with any accidents, so when the beggar fairy caught him, he tried to flash to the side, but his originally extremely fast speed seemed to suddenly slow down, and he was caught by the beggar fairy.

"Hehe, you can still flash it, that's good, pass. "Beggar Immortal Road.

"Can this be passed?" Feng Jinluo looked incredulous.

"Don't you want to. ”

"Absolutely. ”

"What's all that nonsense, let's go drink. Little Lizi, you can come in and continue, you didn't come to me just now, I took this kid away, and I will return it to you in two days. The old beggar said, grabbing the wind, and with a flicker, he disappeared from the house.