Heavenly Sword Peak.

The dangerous peaks are ten thousand, like a knife in the sky.

Unlike other sect gates where they are located are lush and full of exotic flowers and plants, the peaks here are all craggy like knives, giving people a strange and barren but sharp look.

Under the Heavenly Sword Peak, in front of the Knife Gate Courtyard.

Thanks to the fact that the number of students in this class far exceeds that of previous years, the Daomen Academy, which has been recruiting people for many years, has also been lively for a rare time.

"Not bad, not bad."

Su Bingfan, the immortal master of Daomen Academy, who was in charge of the enrollment work, was lazy, at this time he was sitting under an eaves on the edge of the fangmen, watching the excitement on the high platform from a distance, drinking in a big bowl, with a smile on his face.

"Yin Pengfei, an eighth-grade water spirit root, has been recognized by the 'Green Knife' and has obtained the qualification for admission!"

"Hahahaha, another eighth-class, even let the green knife in the seven-color divine knife recognize the master, good! Great! Cheng Xu, this is already the third eighth-rank spiritual root, right? It seems that it will not be a problem to recruit 40 people this year. If there is another ninth-rank demon, it will be able to surpass the strongest session of our Sword Gate Academy last year. ”

At this time, he heard the announcement on the high platform that he had recruited an eighth-class genius who had obtained the divine sword to recognize the master, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, holding a thick beard in one hand, laughing like thunder, and said to a cold man beside him who did not smile.

"It's still picked by others, and there aren't many people who really practice knives. Without a sword heart, it is useless to have a magic knife alone. ”

The cold man has high eyebrows, a humped nose, sharp edges and corners, and a handsome appearance, but a cold temperament, giving people a sense of coldness and loneliness, and rejecting people thousands of miles away. He poured himself a bowl of wine, drank it all, and said indifferently.

"Hey, it's almost there, pick the leftovers, just pick the leftovers, and the qualifications are passable. Now that the Dao of the Sword is not prosperous, our Daomen Academy can still receive a few eighth-rank geniuses, and it can already be regarded as the blessing of the Sword Ancestor. ”

Su Bingfan sighed slightly, quite melancholy.

Then squinted his eyes, watching the cold man pour himself a full bowl again, his eyes were like knives, and he said with a smile: "But it's a void, teacher, I asked you 'four knives' to come over, it is to be a façade, attract students, and help me recruit students, if you don't help the three of them, forget it, and dare to rub my wine here, do you think the teacher's knife is not good?" ”

"Just have the three of them, I'll practice knives, and there will be a battle with Dugu Buyu tomorrow night."

Yan Chengxu's hand holding the bowl shook slightly, and he got up and left expressionlessly.

"Okay, early the day after tomorrow, if I don't hear the news that the Sword King was defeated and the Sword King was born, you just wait for the special training that the teacher and my preference are."

Su Bingfan was so angry that his beard trembled, and he said viciously to the back of Yan Chengfu.

The lonely back of the distant lonely high seemed to stumble for a moment, and sped up a few points.

……

"Your Highness, Senior Brother, when you arrive, it seems that there are quite a lot of people in the Daomen Courtyard."

Wang Cheng and the four of them arrived in front of the Daomen Courtyard, after all, the young man had a heart, and Hong Changwei, who had always been steady, couldn't help but be excited.

The Twelve Sects are his dream, the Daomen Courtyard is the dream of his dreams, last year and Ji Po failed to break through the road to ask immortals, and now they are taking the hitchhike of Wang Cheng, the waste prince, and getting what they want is right in front of him, how can he not be happy?

As for the title of Wang Wangcheng, it started from the absurd play, and when he and Zhu Peng heard it, they felt that it was more appropriate than just calling him "senior brother", so they both changed their words.

"Well, it seems that the competition is no less than that of other sects, Changwei, you are aiming at the Daomen Academy, hurry up."

Wang Cheng glanced at the crowd, although there were not as many popular sects such as Xianhu Courtyard and Jianmen Courtyard, it was estimated that there were thirty or forty people.

But at this time, he was a little absent-minded, his eyes flashing, thoughtful.

"Your Highness, Senior Brother, aren't you coming?"

Hong Changwei was stunned, he found that after Wang Cheng left the Ethereal Courtyard, he seemed to be thinking about things along the way.

"I'm not in a hurry, you are choosing the courtyard gate, I am being chosen by the courtyard gate, whether you can get started or not, in fact, it is not in me. So I'm thinking, if there is no courtyard to choose me, will these twelve courtyards return the goods for a refund? ”

"What's a return refund?"

Hong Changwei and the three were puzzled.

"It's okay, you go first, don't be late."

A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Cheng's mouth.

The world is also a river and lake, the world is bustling for profit, the world is bustling for profit, since the fairy gate can go through the back door, does it also follow human nature?

Human nature is business, and businessmen seek profits, how can they easily refund?

"Then I'll go first."

Hong Changwei looked at the inexplicable smile on Wang Cheng's face, and felt a little obscene, so he didn't ask any more questions and went over to line up.

"Your Royal Highness, Senior Brother, my subordinates ask, can I stay in the sect?"

At this time, Yue Ying'er stepped forward to ask Wang Cheng, and she also changed her name.

"Logically, it's not a big problem, why do you suddenly ask that?"

Wang Cheng looked at Yue Ying'er with some surprise.

"The subordinate also went."

Yue Ying'er got Wang Cheng's affirmative answer, nodded and saluted, and turned around to line up with Hong Changwei.

"Hey, wait, what do you mean? You're going to enter the Daomen Courtyard? ”

Wang Cheng was stunned by Yue Ying'er's sudden decision, and hurriedly stopped her.

"Yes."

Yue Ying'er nodded expressionlessly.

"No, you... Ahem, Senior Sister Ying'er, didn't you say okay, if the Daomen Courtyard also rejects me, will you go back to the Ethereal Courtyard? ”

Wang Cheng was shocked, what does this girl mean?

Kidding?

"That was said by His Highness himself, and his subordinates didn't say it."

Yue Ying'er's face did not change.

"I ......"

Wang Cheng is angry, dare to love himself, is it all self-inflicted?

If Brother Ridiculous Drama knows, he won't be angry?

"The subordinates said that the Ethereal Courtyard is not suitable for subordinates, and now there is only this Daomen Courtyard left, and it is best for His Highness to enter this courtyard. If not, his subordinates will continue to practice swords to protect His Highness. ”

Yue Ying'er raised the long knife in her hand, with a groan, half out of the sheath, the cold light of the blade reflected the sword eyebrows, and the heart of the Dao protector never changed.

"It's subordinate."

The blade was sheathed, and Qianying turned away.

"Tsk, girl, it's not good to fight and kill."

Wang Cheng looked at the sky speechlessly.

Not surprisingly, this is to offend the ethereal courtyard.

finally met a good person "Brother Ridiculous", what is the difference between this and fooling an honest person?

Who is to blame?

Blame yourself.

What's going on?

Am I not a prince?

Why are my subordinates so individual?

"Hey, brother, why did you come to Daomen Courtyard too? Didn't you go to the Shield Gate Courtyard? ”

"Don't mention it, our session is really full of demons, geniuses are piled up, and the Shield Gate Courtyard is a hot one, and even I, who was born in the sword and shield battalion, have been brushed down. Others such as spirit snakes, talismans, and bird chirps are also fiercely competitive, and I don't like to raise fish, so I have no choice but to come to Daomen Courtyard. ”

"Well, who's to say it's not? I heard that there are so many geniuses and demons in our current generation, and it is also unlucky to encounter them once in a thousand years. You see, there are so many people in this Daomen Courtyard now, and there are already three geniuses who have obtained the Divine Sword and recognized the Lord, and I am now worried that I will not even be able to squeeze into the Daomen Courtyard. ”

"This brother, you can rest assured, the Daomen Academy ranks tenth among the twelve sects, which is slightly better than the Yuyue Academy, it has long been in decline, and it is not satisfied with people at the bottom all the year round, so the requirements are not high. With your sixth-level qualifications, brother, the cultivation of the Spirit Shackle Realm should be stable. ”

"I hope so, in fact, I don't like swords either, I was originally a sword cultivator, but this year's Sword Gate Academy is also highly competitive, and I'm fifteen years old, so I don't have the opportunity to quit and choose again, so I can only change to sword cultivation." It's a pity that I didn't have a chance with the Sword Immortal in this life. ”

"Alas......"

At this time, Wang Cheng approached the crowd and heard all kinds of discussions, and there were many people sighing, obviously they were all looked down upon by other sects, and they came to Daomen Courtyard after hitting a wall.

There are also some who feel that their qualifications are low, and other sects have no hope, so they come directly to the Daomen Academy.

In short, it's either someone else's leftovers, or it's bad.

"They belong to the same twelve sects, so much difference?"

Although Wang Cheng had heard Zhu Peng introduce the basic situation of the Twelve Sects, he didn't expect it to be so different.

He came all the way today, in addition to the Ethereal Courtyard, the two courtyards of Xianhu and Huju were closed early, and the popular sects such as Arrow Gate, Earthquake Gate, Shield Gate, and Bird Song were also very selective, and the requirements were extremely high. Even the almost snake spirit and talisman are also in the city, and he still remembers that the eleventh-ranked Yuyue Courtyard seems to be more lively than the Daomen Courtyard, and obviously there are more people who like to raise fish than those who practice knives.

"Humph! If you don't have a knife heart, it's better not to come. Even if you enter the Daomen Courtyard, it is a waste. ”

Suddenly, a cold and crisp woman's voice rang out in the crowd.

"Who?"

"Who's the crap?"

The words angered everyone, obviously poking at the sore spot of these people who were eliminated by other sects, and for a while, everyone's eyes looked at the source of the sound.

When everyone saw it, it was actually two girls with thin bodies, one of whom had a long knife hanging from his waist, and his expression was cold and arrogant, despising everyone. And the woman next to her, the appearance is nine points similar to her, but the temperament is completely different, although she also carries a knife, she is a little more elegant and quiet, like a well-informed lady.

"Humph! The girl's family also learns from men to practice knives? Beware of saying big words that flash your tongue. ”

"Tsk, twins? Little girl, looks like a bean sprout, can she afford to hold a knife? I dare to speak out. Believe it or not, I entered the Daomen Courtyard, brother, I talk to you every day? ”

Seeing that it was a woman who spoke, and her posture was good, some people immediately disdained it, and some disciples made fun of it.

Who knows, the woman glanced at her, her face was expressionless, and she said very seriously: "There is no knife in my heart, how can I practice the knife?" I don't understand this reason, even if you have a magic knife in your hand, you can't stop me from slashing my head. ”

The eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and the apricot eyes are clear, but the eyes are like knives, sharp and cold.

Murderous!

Just one glance made everyone's hearts furious, and they didn't dare to say more.

"This girl is a bit like Ying'er."

"It's a bit similar, but the edge is more vigorous, and Senior Sister Ying'er is more restrained."

Wang Cheng also saw this scene and discussed with Zhu Peng in a low voice.

"Hmph."

The girl seemed to hear what the two men were saying, glanced at them, and turned away.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, my sister doesn't speak very well, if you offend, my sister can't compensate everyone. In the future, they will all be in the same door, and I would like to ask you to take care of your brothers and sisters. ”

The woman beside her showed a trace of helplessness, a little embarrassed, apologized to the people present, and hurriedly followed.

It's not easy to mess with, it's not easy to mess with.

Wang Cheng and Zhu Peng looked at each other and tacitly agreed.

"Wow, look! There is another divine sword to recognize the Lord! ”

Suddenly, the sound of a sword soldier coming out of its sheath sounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on the high platform next to the gate of the Daomen Courtyard.

The entrance assessment of the Daomen Courtyard is similar to that of the Jianmen Academy, there is a high platform in front of the Fangmen, which is facing a thousand "Dao Mountain" full of swords, and the students who are assessed only need to climb the high platform, sit cross-legged facing the Dao Mountain, and concentrate on staring at the Dao Mountain, they can get a response.

If you can cause the knife sound of the knife mountain, you can get started, it is said that this is very simple, but as long as you can break through the fairy road, you can basically cause the knife sound. If it can attract sword qi into the body, then it has a good potential for the sword path, which is very suitable for cultivating the sword path.

The last one, to obtain the approval of a certain divine sword in the Sword Mountain, and to lead the divine sword out of the mountain to recognize the master, this kind of person should be born with a knife cultivator, and it is said that there are no more than three per year.

But obviously, this year is different.

"Brother Chao, what kind of knife is this?"

"Don't make a noise, I'll see."

At this time, in the crowd, there were six or seven people hugging a young man in brocade clothes and scrambling to ask questions.

This young man with thick eyebrows and short hair, seems to be quite majestic, frowns and stops everyone, looks up at the high platform, but after a few breaths, he frowned, seems to be a little unhappy, and said in a deep voice: "This is the mighty sword, ranking nineteenth on the list of sword mountains." ”

"The nineteenth? Isn't that higher than Brother Chao's 'Elephant Destroying the City'? ”

One of his students exclaimed.

"So what? Brother Chao is an eighth-class genius, or a terroir, this person is just a sixth-class ordinary person. ”

"It's just, all the fuss. Brother Chao is still from a sword family, are there any of the three senior brothers in charge of hosting in the stand? The strongest 'four knives' in the Daomen Academy, the one in the middle, the sword master, Wu Jianhao's martial brother, that is Brother Chao's own brother. The family has a family history, and there is the guidance of the brother of the sword, and in the future, the super brother can also dominate the knife gate courtyard even if he is holding a wooden knife. ”

Then he was scolded by others with disdain, obviously slapping this super brother's ass.

Wang Cheng heard from their words that this student named Brother Chao was extremely qualified, and he had a good background, and he was even the younger brother of the strongest person in the Daomen Academy.

It's no wonder that these people look like licking dogs.

After all, they will all be mixed in the Daomen Courtyard in the future.

"Enough! Who knows what this man's name is? I didn't pay attention to it just now. ”

Wu Jianchao glared at his subordinates impatiently, what he didn't like the most was that others said that he relied on relationships, especially that he relied on his brother.

"Brother Chao, I just paid attention to it, this person's name is Hong Changwei."

As soon as the words fell, some of his subordinates answered actively.

"Go, ask where you are coming from, if you can, pull it over, and everyone will make friends."

Wu Jianchao looked at Hong Changwei, who was holding a long-handled broadsword and was happily walking down from the high platform, and whispered orders to the people under him.

Suddenly, two younger brothers squeezed into the crowd.

……

"Hehe, okay. By the way, Zhu Peng, does your sword also have a ranking? ”

Wang Cheng applauded with his palms, happy for Hong Changwei, and then turned his gaze, looked at the big sword on Zhu Peng's shoulder and asked.

"Yes, it's called the Sword Shrine Bang. However, the ranking of the Jizo Sword is not high, eighty-one. ”

Zhu Peng smiled a little embarrassedly, but he was very satisfied with the gaze that looked at the Jizo Sword, obviously he liked his big sword very much.

"Your Highness, Senior Brother."

Hong Changwei returned to the two of them, holding a seven-foot Spring and Autumn Broadsword tightly in his hand, and his dark face couldn't hide his excitement.

"Good knives! Domineering! Let me see. ”

When Wang Cheng saw the appearance of this knife, his first thought was to think of Guan Erye's Qinglong Yanyue Knife, and he was envious and wanted to take it over and play with it.

"Eh, senior brother, this knife is more than a thousand catties......"

The smile on Hong Changwei's face froze, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

"What?"

When Wang Cheng heard this, his hand retracted, stunned.

"Ahem, senior brother, my Jizo Sword is 1,600 catties."

Zhu Peng also added, afraid that his unreliable Highness would play with his sword on a whim one day.

“……”

The world is terrible.

What a thousand pounds at every turn.

Wang Cheng was speechless, he wanted to cry without tears in his heart, his mother himself is a weak chicken, no matter how much he refined, even if he put the divine soldier in front of him, he is no different from the father-in-law in the harem.

"Brother Chao, I asked, he is the protector of the abolished prince of Kangguo, and he has a very bad attitude and looks down on us."

On the other side, Wu Jianchao's subordinates returned to him and looked at Wang Cheng with dissatisfaction.

"Kang Guo abolished the prince? It turns out that this is the first-class waste body, I didn't pay attention to it yesterday, but today I saw it. ”

Wu Jianchao was slightly stunned, and then looked at Wang Cheng from a distance.

"Brother Chao, do you want to ......?"

"Don't worry, these so-called protectors, as long as they are strong enough, it is not uncommon to oppress their masters and abandon their masters, we just wait. The secular imperial power is not worthy of the immortal supernatural powers. How can the strong really follow the weak? Trash, unworthy of a sword guard. ”

Wu Jianchao sneered disdainfully.

Zheng!

Suddenly, the knife mountain moved, and ten thousand knives rang out in unison, causing everyone to look sideways and exclaim.

A white light like a rainbow shot towards the high platform and fell into the hands of the students on the high platform.

Sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, the side face is beautiful, but it is as cold as an iceberg for ten thousand years.

Plain hands hold white blades.

If it's not Yue Ying'er, who is it?

"White Knife!"

"The white knife in the seven-colored divine sword has also been born!"