A crescent moon was already hanging beside the golden temple on the top of the mountain, but because the sunset had not faded completely, it looked like it had just woken up, dim.

In the square in front of the hall, all the disciples stood up straight, facing the two sect elders on the high platform, waiting for the instructions and arrangements of the two of them. Only Gu Jun and Zhao Ting frequently looked back, looking at the intersection of the small road that landed here, hoping that Zhao Xiyue's figure could appear in time before the sect elder spoke.

Gu Jun knew that these last few steps were extremely difficult for people who were physically exhausted. Because although these last few steps are so close that it seems that the end is within reach, it is so steep that it is difficult to climb up with all fours, and you can only urge the true element in your body, hold your breath, and lift up a sufficient strength to jump up to reach the end.

If the strength of this leap is not enough to support the true element, it will inevitably have to roll down from the cliff and get up again and start over. How difficult it is to start all over again? The physical strength is getting less and less, and the strength is getting less and less, and it will only be more difficult to reach the top of the mountain every time.

"Liujo, ink frog, I don't care what method you two use, hurry up and find a way for me to let Zhao Xiyue climb to the top of the mountain. Time is of the essence, speed is complete. Otherwise, you two will not be able to eat sweetly, and you will not be able to sleep on the pillow. ”

Gu Jun had no choice but to transmit his heart to the White Tiger and the Ink Frog under the nose of the sect elder. He didn't want to let the White Tiger and the Ink Frog come out to help at such a close distance from the Sword Sect Sect Elder, but Zhao Xiyue couldn't climb up for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel uncontrollable anxiety in his heart.

"Remember, don't let the Sword Sect disciples discover you. Otherwise, you'll get into trouble!"

"I'll wipe it, and I want us to help, and I want us not to show up, you and I are omnipotent divine beasts! This task is too difficult, don't blame us if you can't do it!" The white tiger sent back its complaining voice, "I just helped you find Zhao Ting, and now I want to help Zhao Xiyue, you are a vegetarian when you are the elders of the Sword Sect!"

"Master, rest assured. I have a way, I just want Princess Yueyue to suffer a little bit of flesh and skin, you don't have to feel distressed! Don't worry, I will be careful and won't really hurt her, otherwise I will be distressed, after all, her waist is so slender......" The ink frog sent back its true heart, and Gu Jun frowned when he heard it, and secretly scolded the toad for wanting to eat swan meat.

But it was really thanks to the tongue of this "toad" that Zhao Xiyue was wrapped in her slender waist by the long tongue of the ink frog when she was about to fall down again on the last jump, and lifted it up and sent it forward, throwing Zhao Xiyue safely onto the platform at the top of the mountain.

Zhao Xiyue's embarrassed appearance couldn't hide her beautiful face, and the tattered clothes on her body were a little more poignant under the reflection of the moonlight, like a lily in the wind, dyed with the ice dew at night, which made people pity and distressed.

Zhao Ting saw it, he didn't care about the pain of the fracture on his body, and moved his body with difficulty to lean over to support the crumbling Zhao Xiyue, but after all, he was powerless, and as soon as he took a step under his feet, he was heartbroken in pain, and then looked at Zhao Xiyue, but saw that there were already more than a dozen men beside her, all of whom looked attentive, like nannies who kept shouting and asking for warmth, and more like bodyguards, she slowly walked to the crowd and stood in a hurry.

Wang Dun, the elder of the Sword Sect, couldn't get used to this kind of "heavy color" behavior, so he faked a few coughs in a big way, and then said loudly: "Count the number of people and prepare to apprentice." ”

Li Yunzhi glanced at Wang Dun, restrained the smile on his face, and waved the sleeves of his robe silently, as if inadvertently, but a ball of fire burst out from his cuffs and landed on the huge furnace in the center of the square impartially, immediately igniting a raging fire, illuminating the buildings in the dark night and everyone's faces.

The rumbling sound sounded, and it was the old disciple of the Sword Sect chanting the rules of the Sword Sect. The neat and uniform mouth shape and the steady and deep voice made all the new disciples can't help but marvel - the rules of this Sword Sect have to be memorized to such an extent, and it will take a lot of effort to memorize them when they want to enter the Sword Sect later.

Listening carefully to the content, the new sect disciples all showed bitterness on their faces - they had heard that the Sword Sect had strict rules, but they didn't expect it to be so strict - there were a total of three hundred and thirty-three door rules, and the sect elders would punish them accordingly if they violated any of them. The lightest is confinement, and the heaviest is the furnace.

The stone chambers under the main hall are not all storage rooms, but mostly confinement rooms. Confinement can last from three to five days to decades. During the confinement period, only one-tenth of the food and water must be allowed, and no private contact with the outside world is allowed, otherwise those who collude with it will be confined together.

Such the lightest punishment made Gu Jun's scalp numb and his whole body cold, and the heaviest furnace was an extremely cruel punishment to turn the body and soul into a machine spirit or turn into an elixir, and Gu Jun even trembled when he heard it. He wanted to find a safe haven to escape from marriage, but he didn't expect to plunge headlong into a torturous purgatory.

It wasn't until the moon rose in the middle of the sky that the disciples of the Sword Sect finished reciting the three hundred and thirty-three rules of the Sword Sect. If it weren't for the strict rules of the door and the fact that the sect elders were on the side, these new sects were afraid that they would faint from hearing it, so now they had to strengthen their spirits, try their best to suppress their disgust and disgust with the door rules, stand straight and straight, and listen to the words of the two sect elders.

"If there are people who think that they can't stand the rules of the sect, it is still too late to quit now, and if they want to quit the sect in the future, they are afraid that they will abolish martial arts and various skills according to the rules of the sect and become a wasted person! You have to think clearly before making a decision!" Wang Dun's withered face was covered with a layer of frost, and his words gradually changed from low to high-pitched, "The Sword Sect is not a vegetable market where you can come and leave whenever you want! The Sword Sect is the number one sect in the Qingzhou Kingdom! It is extremely glorious to be a disciple of the Sword Sect, but behind the glory, the responsibilities of the sect you have to bear are also extremely heavy!" The Sword Sect has been able to stand for thousands of years, not only because the Sword Sect has supreme martial arts, but also because the Sword Sect has strict rules and has a good governance. Therefore, the Sword Sect can produce talents from generation to generation, continue to be inherited for thousands of years, and become a supreme sect that the world looks up to!"

"We were born as disciples of the Sword Sect and died as ghosts of the Sword Sect!

An inconspicuous-looking man from the New Apostle took the lead in shouting. Gu Jun glanced at it, and saw that the person who took the lead was full of redness, with a blood-boiling surname, and there was nothing more valuable on his body except for the clothes of the disciples of the Sword Sect, he must be a grassroots civilian, and for a person like him to enter the Sword Sect, it was naturally a thousand thanks, like a great task from heaven, and he was grateful for it. And the other people who shouted after him were all in a similar situation, and their accents were mixed, shouting this magnificent slogan, which made the teenagers who grew up speaking official next to them twitch, and they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Gu Jun can understand the feelings of these grassroots, but he grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he is well versed in the struggle for power, and his surname is ugly. The Sword Sect is now at the peak of the power of the Qingzhou Kingdom, and the struggle with the imperial power has been clearly revealed, if there are no careerists in it, how can it cause the current situation? I am afraid that although this rule is strict, it is not bound, otherwise why would the ruddy-faced sect elder have so much sarcasm in his smile and less charity?

With this smile, Gu Jun also felt that this rich-looking Li Yunzhi was more realistic than the dry old man Wang Dun, at least not so dignified.

"Since no one wants to quit here, let's start apprenticeship now. Li Yunzhi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and with a slight sweep of his palm, the huge furnace in the middle of the square erupted a tongue of fire, soaring into the sky, transforming into a huge long sword, pointing straight at the sky.

All the disciples, whether new or old, stared at the "Fire Sword" above the sky at this moment, yearning for the energy condensed by this "Fire Sword" - becoming stronger is the lifelong wish of every martial artist.

The "Fire Sword" condensed in the sky, continuously emitting high temperatures, and the faces of the people who were roasting were red and swollen, sweating like rain, but they were dried by the hot air in an instant......

Gu Jun was not afraid of fire, and with thousands of blood armors wrapped around him, he didn't feel hot at all, and his face looked as usual, not like other people's torment.

Zhao Ting has also practiced the fire surname exercises, and his uncomfortable surname for flames is also several times stronger than usual, and all the red light on his face is reflected by his fair skin, not roasted.

There are also a few people whose faces are not unusual, these people are all in the eyes of Wang Dun and Li Yunzhi, and they silently believe that these people can be recommended to the refining pavilion and the alchemy room to see the after-effects.

"One worships the sword, two worships the sect, and three worships the teacher. Wang Dun's voice was loud and resounded in the sky.

The old disciple took the lead and bowed to the ground and kowtowed heavily. The new disciples all looked like reverence, kowtowing to the "fire sword" hanging in the sky, and did not dare to slack off at all.

This worship, only to feel the cold around the body, as if to invade the bone marrow, as if the whole world has sunk into the ice pool, and then look up, but see that the "fire sword" in the air has frozen, the fire is surging in the ice, through the ice crystal refracted colorful light, reflecting the sky as bright as day.

All the disciples were awe-inspiring at how powerful this "sword of ice and fire" was, the fire was inextinguishable, the ice was inextinguishable, the sharpness was undiminished, and the body was indestructible. What kind of skill can be cast?!

"The sword is the sect, the master is heavy, and the self is light. Wang Dun retracted the sword finger in his right hand, and the "Sword of Ice and Fire" in the air instantly reversed, straight into the furnace ding, and the moment the tip of the sword entered the ding, huge energy ripples burst out from the Dan furnace, and instantly swept all the sword sect disciples who knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Gu Jun only felt dizzy in his mind, and the true yuan in his body churned, like a monstrous wave, about to rush out and collide with the burst of energy.

This is the psychological and physiological response of self-defense that all people have when faced with danger. Gu Jun was no exception, but his sanity told him soberly: "The sect elders of the Sword Sect will not want to kill these new sect disciples, their purpose in doing so must be to find out the strength of these new sect disciples. If you resist at this moment, I'm afraid that even the blood armor on your body will be exposed in front of people. ”

"Mud, don't resist, let the energy fall on my flesh!"

Gu Jun's mind sank to the ancient jade in the starfish buckle in his body, and even if the thousand machine blood armor on his body was unwilling, he had to obey the order, quickly dissolving his defense, revealing Gu Jun's body, and letting the powerful energy ripples directly greet Gu Jun's body.

A tingling pain struck, making Gu Jun's heart tremble twice, and then there was a deep numbness, so numb that his limbs couldn't move, and his skin couldn't feel cold or heat, but in addition to the shock, the internal organs were not damaged too much, and most of the energy was digested on the bones.

Gu Jun's bones were hard and abnormal, even if he was swept away by such terrifying energy ripples, there were no fractures or breaks, but he was very soberly aware that such a situation should not appear in a normal person. These two Sword Sect elders made this kind of energy ripple that hurt the bones and flesh, the purpose was not only to find out, but also to demonstrate, if he did not resist or be injured, this would be too big a blow to the two sect elders, but he didn't want to go, he felt that he had to be injured.

Gu Jun wanted to clench his fist and break the bones in his body, but found that the numbness on his body had not disappeared, and he couldn't move at all. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that these two sect elders had so many ghost thoughts! This kind of numbness wanted to eliminate the only way to use the true yuan in the body, otherwise it would be easy for them to see that they had not resisted.

Gu Jun had no choice but to use the true element of the Xuanzhong Technique in his body to break through the numbness of the muscles around his body, but this rush surprised him! The numbness on his body did not weaken, but increased?!

"Sure enough, it's a trick to test your strength! It is worthy of the Sword Sect, and you will spare no effort in selecting talents! In this case, let's make a move that everyone has seen 'Evil Dragon Out of the Swamp', so that you can get through the trick. ”

Gu Jun calmed down, mobilized the Xuanzhong Jue True Yuan in his body, and burst out of his chest a black Jiao, rolling evil qi entangled his body, twisted it fiercely, and immediately shattered the numbness on his body, but also wrenched a few bones on his body by the way, Gu Jun grinned in pain, and he was still injured after resisting.

The sky was silent, there was no ice, no fire, the flames in the furnace had been extinguished, and there was only wailing and hissing in the whole square......

Seeing such a scene in the eyes of Wang Dun and Li Yunzhi, they were quite satisfied, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and then took out a bag of pills and ordered an old disciple who was very lightly injured to feed each new disciple. (To be continued.) )