As soon as Feng Jinyu finished speaking, he immediately felt a breeze blowing, and the voice of the beggar fairy came from his ears: "Don't speak, I'll take you away." ”

Feng Jinlu only felt that the speed was extremely fast, and a wave of dizziness hit, and then stopped, and when he opened his eyes, it was just a white expanse, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The beggar fairy didn't know where it was, and the wind was just about to speak, when the beggar fairy's voice came again, saying, "It's here." ”

The white expanse then disappeared, and the wind was strong and dizzy, and then the concrete scene could already be seen in front of me.

"No, old beggar, are you going to die here drunk?" said the wind.

"It's not bad to be drunk, anyway, people will die sooner or later in this life, in fact, drunk death is also a very good way to die. ”

"I don't want to die yet. ”

"Then drink all the wine here, and let it never drown you again. ”

Feng Jinyu looked at the mountain of wine jars in front of him, swallowed his saliva fiercely, glared at the beggar fairy and said, "You said that the two of us are going to drink all the wine here?"

"Of course, no. Even if you are two Immortal Realm powerhouses, you can't drink so much wine, not to mention that you haven't even reached the Holy Realm yet. Hehe, let's drink to our heart's content, until we have our heart's content. Then he even sang, "Until one day, you and I are old, and I just wish we could meet here." ”

"You're old, uncle," said Feng Jin, "no, grandpa, you're older than my grandfather." ”

"At your age, perhaps. But don't you get tired of carrying this big ruler on your back every day?" asked the beggar fairy.

"Fortunately, I'm still young, and doing more physical work is good for my body. The wind roared.

"Boy, you now know that I am a beggar immortal, and there are only two of us here, why don't you beg me to let me take you into the Sword Sect." ”

"Does Ben Shao need to go through the back door if he wants to join any sect? Some sects beg me not to go?"

"Cut, didn't you just sign up to join the Sword Sect?"

"That's what I see as the Sword Sect, otherwise I won't go. ”

"Forget it, you can blow it, anyway, you don't want to pay for it. But for the sake of your confidence, we're going to have to do something. ”

"Okay,. ”

"Today you invite me to dinner and make another jar. ”

"Okay,. ”

"You won me by drinking today, and I will do it again. ”

"Okay,. ”

"...... Today"

"Okay,. ”

"This wine is really good, it seems to be two points more delicious than the 'Shen Xian Drunk' just now, come, for the sake of good wine. ”

"Okay,. ”

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed, and the empty wine jar was piled up behind him, like a hill.

Feng Jinxuan and the beggar fairy were already drunk and staggering, and they were still holding a wine jar and pouring it into their mouths.

"Old beggar, how many jars have we drunk?" asked Feng Jin, tongue curling.

"Nine hundred and twenty altars. The beggar fairy said with drunken eyes.

"So many, can you count them all?" said Feng Jinxuan in disbelief.

"I have a good memory. "The beggar fairy is very determined.

"Well, you win. The wind roared.

"What do you mean? You've drunk four jars less than I have so far. "Beggar Immortal Road.

"Ben Shao is going to rest. I still have to take the assessment, otherwise I won't be able to join the Sword Sect. ”

"Well, the assessment is very important. This involves whether our Sword Sect can flourish, this is a big deal...... Event...... But yesterday that kid deliberately came to expose my identity, I guess I didn't have any good intentions, wait for me to find him to see what the hell he is doing, and by the way, teach him how to respect the old man. ”

"Are you holding a grudge and a personal vendetta?"

"I hate you ghost, the old beggar's instincts have always been very accurate, I think he has a problem, he has a problem. ”

"Okay. Then you go, I'll sleep first. The wind tilted his head, and he fell asleep in the jar.

When Feng Jinyu woke up, he didn't know how much time had passed, but he saw that he was still in the wine cellar, still holding an empty wine jar in his hand, and the beggar fairy had long since disappeared.

Feng Jinlu stood up, and just wanted to go out to see what time it was, when suddenly two voices sounded outside:

"Today, the Sword Sect is recruiting disciples in our Wangjiang Tower, which really gives us face. If only I could join the Sword Sect. ”

"Come on, you, with your physique that can't even cultivate, don't think about it. Now the boss asks us to get the wine, hurry up, otherwise it will be delayed for a while, and you and I can't afford to be offended. ”

"Well, let's go, let's go. One person holds two altars and sends them over first. ”

Damn, the wind is strong and a spirit wine woke up for eight/nine minutes, listening to the tone of the two buddies outside, this is actually the wine cellar of Wangjianglou, no wonder there are so many wines, and they are so delicious, such a rich wine collection is probably only available in a restaurant like Wangjianglou.

I didn't expect that today was already the day for the Sword Sect to recruit disciples, so let's hurry up, don't be late.

They drank the wine in the innermost part of the wine cellar, so although they drank a lot, they did not move the wine near the door, so that the people from Wangjianglou came to fetch the wine for a while and could not find that the wine inside had been emptied.

At the moment when the door of the wine cellar was opened, Feng Jinyu saw the gap and rushed out, the two people who came to fetch the wine were obviously just young men from Wangjiang Tower, they were ordinary people, the two of them didn't figure out what was going on at all, they just felt that there was a breeze blowing around them, and nothing else was found.

The wind rushed out of the wine cellar and soon went around to the front door of Wangjiang Tower, only to see that it was already crowded with people, more than when I signed up two days ago.

However, I have to say that the Sword Sect, as the largest sect in the Iron Plough Empire, is still relatively reliable. I saw that although there were a large number of people in front of the gate, they were all neatly lined up in four teams, and the number of the disciples who came to sign up was clearly marked in front of each team, and there were a few Sword Sect disciples and a few officials of the Iron Plough Empire who were maintaining order.

Feng Jinlu entered the arena with his identity card, and quickly found the team with the number on his identity card and stood in order, waiting for the assessment to begin.

After about half an hour, the assessment officially began, and it was not public.

Four small houses were set up at the front of the four teams, and in front of the small houses, there was a Sword Sect disciple who took the roster at the time of registration and called out his name in order, and then carefully checked whether it was the person who signed up, and only after confirming that it was him, he was allowed to enter the room.

Every disciple whose name was called walked into the room with trepidation, and he didn't know what procedures had gone through, and after a while, some people were happy and some were sad, but most of their faces were full of gloom.

This time, the Sword Sect only recruited 200 disciples in Wangjiang City, and the number of applicants had already exceeded 10,000, and the enrollment rate was less than one-fiftieth, so the fierce competition could be imagined.

Feng Jinxuan's number is 9528, and the ranking is already very low, so the waiting time is long, and his dress has attracted the eyes of many people. Taking advantage of this time, Feng Jinyu looked around. I saw that the few Sword Sect disciples who maintained order turned out to be above the strength of the Holy Realm, and two of them had even reached the middle level.

The wind was strong and secretly staggering, this Sword Sect was really extraordinary, and even the strength of a few disciples sent out to maintain order could be the seat of the top master in the ordinary small sect.

Those disciples who signed up found that their strength was very average, only a few were barely passable, and the others were very ordinary. In this way, Feng Jinyu is more confident that he can pass the assessment. But as everyone knows, others also think he is very ordinary when they look at him.

waited until it was almost noon, Feng Jinyu stood in front of the room, this Sword Sect is really efficient, I am afraid that there are not two or three thousand people in line here, and the assessment is almost finished in one morning, and I don't know how the assessment is carried out, it is so fast.

Finally, it was the turn of the wind. Feng Jin pushed open the door of the house and walked in, only to see that the furnishings inside were very simple, only a table was placed in a corner, and a middle-aged man stood in front of the table, looking impatient.

Feng Jinyu can understand very well, if he had done the same thing for a whole morning, I'm afraid anyone would have this kind of expression.

Dahan didn't show any different emotions because of his strong clothes, but just said mechanically:

"Unleash your talent. ”

"This ......" Feng Jinlu hesitated for a moment and said, "My Fu Vortex is shattered, and I can't release my talent." ”

"Oh. The big man didn't seem to be surprised, and he didn't have the strength of the wind at all, and he just took a pen and drew on a piece of paper in front of him, and asked mechanically:

"Martial arts?"

"Repair. ”

"Show it. ”

"Yes. Feng Jinxuan said, only to see a red light circulating on his body, and then his feet turned around, using the hand-to-hand combat skills that Hua Si had taught him in this small house.

"Well, it's not bad. The cultivation of the martial artist is average, but the physical body realm is seventy-five levels, in the case of the broken vortex, it is not bad to be able to reach this level at the age of eighteen, the fighting skills are desirable, and I am afraid that there is only one person in this Yangquan County who can teach a disciple like you. The big man said.

"Do you know the tutor?"

"I've fought twice, so it's a bit of a friendship. But now is not the time to make friends, let's take the assessment first. ”

"Yes. ”

"Cultivating demons?"

"Repair. ”

"Well, show it. The big man said again.

Feng Jinxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while, a radius of forty zhang was within the scope of his spiritual power, and he felt the natural power between heaven and earth more clearly, but he still didn't know how to turn these natural forces into a means of attack.

"Okay, you've passed. The big man said, "It's not common for people to cultivate both magic and martial arts, although your Fu Vortex is broken, the Sword Sect will never give up on any disciple who has the opportunity to become a master." ”

Feng Jinlu listened to it with a burst of gratitude on his face.

"This is your re-election identity card, today is just a primary election, there will be four hundred to eight hundred people selected, three days later, the re-election, those who pass the re-election can officially become disciples of the Sword Sect. The big man said again.

"Ah," said Feng Jinxuan, "why haven't I heard of such a bad rule before?" ”

"Those who can't pass the primary election are not qualified to know. The old god said, "Otherwise, you can also choose not to go." ”

"What do you say?" Feng Jinyun grabbed the re-election badge and ran out of the hut with a puff of smoke.

"Next. A thousand voices rang out in the room.