Chapter Twenty-Three: Elder of the Iron Sword Pavilion

"Okay, then let's go in together."

Hearing this, the corners of Qin Jian's mouth were hooked, he took his soft and smooth little hand, and strode in.

"Why are you so slow? Are you scared? Wang Mang was waiting for him inside, and when he saw him coming in slowly, he thought he was scared, so he teased him.

Qin Jian shook his head slightly, passed him, and walked straight inside.

Wang Mang ate a soft nail, touched his nose, and hurriedly followed.

Qin Jian didn't expect that there was a cave inside, and he didn't reach the end after walking for a long time, when a low cry came out in the distance, and his voice was full of pain.

Qin Jian hurriedly stepped forward following the voice.

Dozens of breaths later, a person dressed in the clothes of an inner disciple greedily helped another person in the clothes of an inner disciple limping closer, several people passed by, and the distortion on the disciple's face was fully visible to Qin Jian.

"What's going on with them?" Qin Jian turned his head and asked Wang Mang, who had been bowing his head.

"Oh, what about them, they are all punished for breaking the door rules." Wang Mang said lightly.

Qin Jian bowed his head slightly, he understood that the state has national laws, and there are rules for the door, and those who violate it will be punished.

Immediately afterwards, several more disciples limped out one after another, their faces all with painful expressions, obviously, the punishment for violating the door rules was indeed not light.

Wang Mang became interested at this time, approached Qin Jian and whispered, "Do you know what this punishment is?" ”

Qin Jian shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, and tilted his head slightly, tilting his ears to Wang Mang's side.

"Hehe, I heard that according to the level of the rules committed, you can 'enjoy' whipping, stick punishment, burning punishment, knife punishment, etc., and even after that, there are broken bones and cramps...... Of course, in the end, he must have been executed. Wang Mang said triumphantly, as if he had experienced it.

"Do you know what this broken bones are? There is an elder who will personally knock your bones to the ......"

Qin Jian hadn't reacted yet, but Qin Shuang's body couldn't help but tremble, she grabbed Qin Jian's arm, and said viciously to Wang Mang: "Why are you so disgusting!" ”

As he spoke, the speed of pulling Qin Jian suddenly accelerated, leaving Wang Mang behind.

"Huh!" Wang Mang's words stopped abruptly, he scratched his head blankly, he didn't knock it himself, he just said it by hearsay, not to mention that it was a punishment for the disciples who betrayed and fled, why should he be angry with himself?

At this time, an open-air square appeared in front of the three of them, Qin Jian looked at the square in surprise, he didn't know that this place was so unique.

"What is this for?" Qin Jian pointed to something shaped like a furnace and asked Wang Mang curiously.

"Burned at the stake." Wang Mang said sullenly, his tone was not angry.

"What about this?"

"Stick punishment."

"What about this?"

“…”

"Alright, let's go." Qin Jian shrugged, it seemed that this was the square used for punishment, and he no longer had any interest in it.

As if he had received amnesty, Wang Mang hurriedly walked inside, Qin Jian and the two glanced at each other, a smile appeared on their faces, and the two hurriedly followed.

"Report to the elder, Qin Jian has been brought." Wang Mang respectfully saluted the other elder.

"Hmm." Elder Fang bowed slightly.

Wang Mang flashed his body, Qin Jian looked around with a little curiosity, he and the others were in the black hall, while Elder Fang and the others were sitting on the top of the steps, and there was a place above it that was empty.

There were two old men dressed in black sitting on either side of Elder Fang, several of them had serious faces, and there was a surging evil aura in their eyes, and at a glance they knew that they were decisive people to kill.

"Qin Jian, do you have your favorite Sword Pavilion?" Elder Fang first glanced at Qin Shuang, and then said.

"Nope." Qin Jian shook his head and said, he didn't even know how many Sword Pavilions there were in the Iron Sword Gate, how to choose?

"Okay, then you will join my Torture Sword Pavilion, are you willing?" Elder Fang nodded.

"Elder Fang, no, close the deputy sect master... It's hard for us to explain. A black-clothed elder in the last seat looked a little anxious and rushed to speak.

"If it's not easy to explain, then we won't explain." Elder Fang snorted coldly.

"I..."

"Elder Yu, since Elder Fang has said so, then let's stop here." The black-clothed elder was interrupted by another black-clothed elder.

"Ugh." The old man named Elder Yu had no choice but to sigh helplessly.

Qin Jian was silent, his principle was that it was not for him to do anything or that he was inconvenient to interfere in, and he would not get involved.

"Since this is the case, then Qin Jian, you are now my disciple of the Torture Sword Pavilion, you must be cautious in your words and deeds in the future, and put the Iron Sword Gate and the Torture Sword Pavilion in the first place in everything..."The old man who interrupted the deputy elder just now spoke.

Although Qin Jian didn't care in his heart, his expression was quite respectful.

Seeing Qin Jian so respectful, the elders were also very satisfied in their hearts.

"You remember." The old man finally said.

"Yes." Qin Jian saluted.

"Wang Mang, then you will take your Senior Brother Qin to the Wujian Pavilion to choose the inner door clothes and the sword you carry."

"Yes." Wang Mang walked out, and after saluting, he left with Qin Jian.

"Senior Brother Fang, how do you explain to the deputy sect master, after all, we promised the only disciple of the Torture Sword Pavilion recruited this time to his grandson, so we..."

"The grandson of the deputy master of the gate is simply a gentleman disciple, on the surface he is polite and polite, but he has a bad stomach behind his back, if it weren't for his grandfather, I would have slapped him to death a long time ago." One of the elders said irritably.

"Senior Brother Du, don't talk nonsense, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth."

"What's up? Can he still kill people? ”

"This does not rule it out, after all, his heart is not very big."

"Alright," Elder Fang, who was in the first place, interrupted, "You don't have to worry about the deputy sect master, I'll go and say it myself." ”

"Yes." The other four elders answered in unison.

"The next sect Dabi and the four faction hunts are about to begin, we all have to be prepared......

"You're lucky." When the three of them were a little farther away, Wang Mang looked at Qin Jian with some envy and jealousy, and his tone couldn't help but have a hint of sourness.

"Huh? Why did Senior Brother Wang say this? Qin Jian was confused.

"Do you know our Sword Pavilion?" Wang Mang asked.

Qin Jian shook his head, indeed, until now, he still didn't understand the composition of the Iron Sword Gate.

"Forging Sword Pavilion, Torture Sword Pavilion, Thing Sword Pavilion, Jiaji Sword Pavilion, Yigeng Sword Pavilion, Bingxin Sword Pavilion, Ding Ren Sword Pavilion, Wuqi Sword Pavilion," Wang Mang paused and said, "The last five of them are the mainstay of the Iron Sword Gate. ”

"However, don't look at the Sword Pavilion is not the backbone of the sect, and the people are not the most in the Sword Pavilion, but its role is beyond doubt."

"Without hesitation, as long as the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect see the disciples of the Torture Sword Pavilion, they will not be respectful and retreat."

Wang Mang's envious and jealous tone was undisguised.