"Senior Brother Xuanshang, you Sword Gate Academy, you have done it."

On the Heavenly Sword Peak, there was a woman wearing a white robe embroidered with blue and blue knife patterns, wearing a double sword at her waist, and there was no lack of heroic demeanor in her demeanor, and her voice spread for ten miles, reaching the ears of a drunken sword cultivator on Luojian Peak where the Jianmen Courtyard was located.

It is the dean of the Sword Gate Academy, the real person of Xuanshang.

"Haha, I didn't expect Senior Sister Xuanse to pay attention to Senior Brother's side, is Senior Sister talking about the peerless waste body called Wang Cheng?"

Xuan Shang Zhenren didn't know whether he was really drunk or fake, and responded with a smile, and the same voice spread for ten miles, communicating in the air.

"Knowingly, this kid has poor qualifications, but he looks at his peaceful nature and has no quarrel with others, why do you want your disciples to be so humiliated?"

The Xuanxi fairy's eyebrows were like Yuandai, and her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, blaming the Xuanshang real person.

"Peaceful by nature, not to practice swords. If there is no quarrel with others, how can you argue? His qualifications are too poor, his personality is not good, senior sister, junior brother, I am for his good, and worldly happiness is his best destination. Hehe, Senior Sister, look, he passed Senior Brother Xuanyun's Ethereal Courtyard, and in the end, only Senior Sister and your Daomen Courtyard remained, you don't have a soft heart and mislead people's children. ”

"Alas......"

Ethereal Temple.

There are very few people.

When Wang Cheng arrived, there were only two or three big cats and small cats in front of the fang, and they all looked at it and left, obviously without the intention of joining the ethereal courtyard.

The appearance of the deserted is completely different from other sects.

There was only one man sitting cross-legged on the ground eating melon seeds on the high platform in front of the fang, who looked like he was only two or three years older than Wang Cheng, with a lazy face.

"Hey, freshman? If you want to get started, you can walk in by yourself, our requirements are a little higher, but the resource treatment is not bad. ”

Seeing Wang Cheng and the four of them coming, the man glanced at it, pointed to the door behind him, and said while knocking.

"Just walk in? Demanding? ”

Wang Cheng and the others looked at each other, what are these words?

Contradictory to each other.

"Dare to ask the Immortal Master? Walking into the Dragon Gate Array? ”

Wang Cheng and the others were puzzled, although Wang Cheng had heard Zhu Peng say that this ethereal courtyard was special, he didn't expect it to be so strange, even if there were few people, even the immortal master in charge of enrollment was so out of tune.

"I'm not an immortal master, those old guys haven't gotten up yet. My name is Ridiculous, and if you can get started, I will be your senior brother in the same house. ”

The melon man said angrily, with a little dissatisfaction in his expression.

"As for the Dragon Gate Array, the gate of our Ethereal Courtyard is the Dragon Gate Array, if you can step over it with one foot, you are eligible to enter the hospital."

Then he glanced at Wang Cheng and the others, and said impatiently.

After speaking, he continued to eat melon seeds, this reluctant look was very similar to Wang Cheng's appearance when he was forced to work overtime before. But at the same time, Wang Cheng also discovered that this senior brother of the Ethereal Courtyard, who is called Wild Opera, doesn't seem to know him, unlike other courtyards, and dislikes him when he sees him.

Could it really be as Zhu Peng said, this ethereal courtyard has no quarrel with the world, and it doesn't even care about what happens in the twelve sects?

"I'll come first."

Wang Cheng and the four of them walked to the front of the fangmen, Zhu Peng had been recognized by the spirit sword, and he was already a disciple of the Sword Gate Academy, and he didn't need to cross the Dragon Gate Array. Hong Changwei is determined to practice knives, and he doesn't need it. Wang Cheng stepped out and was about to walk into the door, but was stopped by Yue Ying'er.

Wang Cheng felt that the Ethereal Academy met his needs, and he thought that the Ethereal Academy was special, maybe better than other sects. Yue Ying'er firmly followed the left and right to protect his safety. Although this girl is cold, she is more delicate than anyone else, and at this time, she still thinks that there may be danger, so she wants to try it for Wang Cheng first.

"It's okay, this is a trial at the courtyard gate, and it won't be dangerous."

Wang Cheng said with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The evil feudal society, how can a good girl be trained to become a dead soldier?

"The door is so big, you can walk in together, you don't have to come one by one."

At this moment, the absurd play, who had his back to them, spoke again, and his tone sounded like he was rolling his eyes.

"Let's go together."

Wang Cheng and Yue Ying'er glanced at each other, and without hesitation, they stepped out in unison.

Fangmen, also called "archway", is the gate of the street temple, and is also the building that the dynasties of the countries used to commend meritorious service, Kedi, virtue and politics and loyalty, filial piety and righteousness, and often stands in front of the temple view mountain gate, which is the gate of God.

The original source of the archway is the Lingxing Gate, which is the door of worshipping the heavens and the saints.

The door of the ethereal courtyard is not big, just the specification of "three four-pillar seven-story buildings", the carving is also unremarkable, it is the most ordinary cloud pattern, and the market square door of the ordinary street temple entrance is no different.

But Wang Cheng and Yue Ying'er stepped over, as if they had been hit by the immobilization technique, they all froze and didn't move, even their eyes were fixed on the previous second, looking at the front blankly.

"Senior brother?"

"Miss Ying'er?"

Zhu Peng and Hong Changwei on the side couldn't help but be anxious when they saw the same as the two.

"It's okay, they're already breaking through the dragon gate."

The absurd drama on the stage still turned his back to them, and explained unhurriedly.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, before the words of the absurd drama fell, the air in the gate fluctuated like ripples, and after a soft sound, Wang Cheng was bounced out.

"Senior brother!"

Fortunately, Hong Changwei moved quickly and hugged Wang Cheng, but he was still pushed back again and again by the huge force, and he didn't stumble to stop until he was close to the high platform.

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

Zhu Peng was half a beat slower, but he rushed over as soon as he threw away the Jizo Sword and asked worriedly.

"What's the situation?"

Wang Cheng was at a loss, not knowing why.

He was really stunned, he just felt that his mind was blank for a while, and he lay in Hong Changwei's arms.

"Huh? What did you do little brat? It's the first time I've seen it bounced out so quickly, and I remember that I can at least hold on to a hundred breaths, right? You don't even have ten breaths... By the way, what's your name? What is the spiritual root? How much? ”

Suddenly, the sound of the absurd play sounded in the ears of several people, and the three of them turned their heads to look, but it was the absurd play who didn't know what was squatting on the high platform above the heads of several people, munching on melon seeds, staring at Wang Cheng with a look of surprise.

Wang Cheng stood up, seeing that the expression of the absurd drama did not seem to be fake, the people who wanted to come to this ethereal courtyard were only afraid that they really had no quarrel with the world, did not ask about the world, and did not even know the affairs in the sect, so he replied truthfully: "Wang Cheng, first-class wood spirit root." ”

"Wang Cheng? First Class Wood ......"

"My mother, are you the rare first-class waste? I heard that you smashed all the Taoist statues? Tsk, awesome, I'll take a look. ”

Who wants to hear this ridiculous show, his eyes are straight, and he doesn't want the melon seeds in his hand, so he jumped off the high platform with a drop of his hand, walked around Wang Cheng, and even pinched Wang Cheng's arm with his hands and feet, looking curious.

But unlike the others, he was not half-contrived and disdainful, just pure curiosity.

"This senior brother, then I can be regarded as a failure?"

Wang Cheng couldn't laugh or cry.

"Yes."

Ridiculous replied casually, but his eyes were still looking at Wang Cheng like a giant panda.

"What about my junior sister?"

Wang Cheng looked at Yue Ying'er, who was still and asked.

"Oh, she's fine, she's still making her way. The dragon gate array of our ethereal courtyard, penetrating the immortal fortune, measuring the root instrument, testing the human heart, and generally seeing it after a hundred breaths. By the way, how did you come out so quickly? The Great Dao is fifty, and the Tianyan is forty-nine, even if you are a first-class waste, it is not even possible to cultivate immortals, right? Besides, there is a trial of the heart, no matter how you say it, it won't be ejected so quickly, weird, weird, what did you see just now? ”

The more I watched the absurd play, the more puzzled I became, staring at Wang Cheng with a puzzled look.

"See what? I didn't see anything, a flower in front of me, and that's it. ”

Wang Cheng shook his head, thought about it for a while, and answered truthfully.

“……”

The absurd drama was stunned, and then looked at Wang Cheng with an incredible face, and said: "You don't have any luck in cultivating immortals, they all say that there are no absolutes in the world, and you have it here, you cow!" Go home, young man, in fact, as long as you are content and generous, a hundred years of secular life is better than ten thousand years of immortal roads, and there is nothing wrong with it. ”

“……”

Wang Cheng was speechless, but he was not angry.

When he said this, although he seemed to be a fool, he did not have the slightest malice, nor did he have any dislike or contempt, but only sincere advice.

Smack!

Suddenly, at this moment, a slight sound of footsteps came, and several people followed the sound, but it was Yue Ying'er who had already walked into the door.

"I'm dripping, it's terrible, we just have a few words, and the time for thirty breaths hasn't come yet, right? Lao Tzu was talented at the beginning, and it took forty-nine breaths to break through. ”

Ridiculous looked shocked, left Wang Cheng, and appeared in front of Yue Ying'er like a ghost, his eyes were hot and serious: "Sister, call me senior brother." ”