The area of Bishan is vast, there are 33 main peaks with famous heads, and the rest of the unnamed mountains are countless.

Almost all of the thirty-three famous main peaks in this mountain are occupied by the Xiuzhen sect, and the stronger the sect, the more mountain resources it occupies. In the entire vast Pishan Mountain Range, there are about 30 sects, among them, the Heavenly Saint Sect, the Divine Yin Sect, and the Pishan Sword Sect are the most powerful, and the Heavenly Saint Sect and the Divine Yin Sect have more Yuanying powerhouses, which can be described as terrifying.

The thirty-three main peaks of Pishan Mountain, the three major sects occupy nearly half of the number, the Pishan Sword Sect occupies the three big peaks of Baiyun Peak, Huagai Peak, and Yunyin Peak, Baiyun Peak is the place where the outer disciples of the Sword Sect practice and live on weekdays, and Huagai Peak is the place where the inner disciples, sect elders, stewards, etc. live and practice, as for Yunyin Peak, it is dedicated to the three elders of the town sect and the sect master to practice.

"What a blessing!" Wang Wujiu looked at the mountain peak in front of him that was surrounded by white mist, and couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know how much the aura here is several times richer than that in other areas of Pishan, no wonder casual cultivation has always been looked down upon by the sect monks in Luoyang, and the gap in the cultivation environment alone is not something that can be made up by qualifications.

This is the foot of Baiyun Peak, if it is the mountainside of Baiyun Peak or even the top of the mountain, I don't know what kind of scene it is.

If he had been able to cultivate on the peak, he was afraid that his cultivation would also improve a lot.

And even Chu Xialan, who is a mortal, also feels the difference, the air here is much more humid in comparison, and between breathing and breathing, it is refreshing, even if ordinary people stay here, I am afraid that it will have the effect of prolonging life.

There was no such lively scene at the foot of Baiyun Peak Mountain, only a third-layer Qi refining monk wearing a white kendo uniform was lying dozing in a newly built grass hut.

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask where the Wind Sword will go?" The boy nudged the monk who was about to fall asleep.

"Huh? Ah, ha," the young monk opened his eyes and saw two mortals, and replied with a yawn, "Everyone has been waiting under Baiyun Peak for several days before the conference starts, so it's better for you to come in a hurry." ”

"If you hadn't slept for a while, you two would have to wait another three years!"

Wang Wujiu nodded yes.

"Say, what's the name? I'll sign up. The young monk pulled out a booklet from his cuff.

"Wang Wujiu."

"Chu Xialan."

Wang Wujiu? The young monk glanced at the young man in front of him, wasn't this the person that Elder Cui had specially told them to pay attention to? It's just mediocre, I really don't know what shit luck this kid has taken.

When the monk finished writing the booklet, he took out two wooden tablets, poured the message into them, and handed them to the two.

"This is your voucher for entering and leaving the conference, take it, otherwise you won't be able to get out later."

With that, the young monk got up, took out a jade plaque with a glow of light from his ring, and said something in his mouth.

As the Xuanguang jade card shone brightly, a vortex visible to the naked eye gradually formed in front of the two of them, and all kinds of chaotic movements faintly came from the vortex.

Wang Wujiu and Chu Xialan took the wooden card, glanced at each other, and walked into the whirlpool one after another.

A white light flashed, and the next moment, the two of them landed on a huge square, surrounded by flags, all of which had the words "Wind Sword Society" written on them.

What kind of supernatural power is this? Can it achieve the effect of shrinking the ground into inches?

"Silly boy, what kind of magical power is this, it's just a shoddy teleportation formation." In the young man's dantian, the spirit monkey method in the purple flame of the stars suddenly spoke.

"Brother Sun, why did you wake up?" Wang Wujiu was surprised, since he obtained the Star Purple Flame, Brother Sun rarely made a sound, but closed his eyes and fell asleep in the Purple Flame.

"My grandson is also a mortal sect in the future for a long time, what kind of bullshit sword sect are you here today, I also came to join in the fun."

"Huh?" The golden eyes of the spirit monkey law minister opened, and he noticed Chu Xialan, who was looking around next to him: "What? This is your double cultivation furnace, except for some talent in music, the rest is too vulgar. ”

"Ahem," Wang Wujiu knew the meaning of "Double Cultivation Furnace Ding", and hurriedly explained with a raised face: "Brother Sun Hugh wants to talk nonsense, she is an innocent girl, I just brought her to the Wind Sword Club by the way." ”

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Xialan felt the change in the expression of the young man beside her, thinking that there was something uncomfortable on her body.

"Nothing, nothing." Wang Wujiu regained his expression, and quickly changed the topic, secretly complaining in his heart that Brother Sun was open-mouthed.

The square was crowded, and as far as the eye could see, there were thousands of people, most of them were teenagers and girls in the fourteenth and fifth five-year years, many of whom were sent by their parents from various states and counties at great expense.

"Everyone, be quiet!" On the high platform of the square, an outer gate elder stood in the middle, and his voice was loud: "Welcome to the Bishan Sword Sect, this year's Wind Sword Meeting, as usual, will be qualified before the assessment." ”

Everyone focused their attention on the high platform, and as the Elder's words fell, a stone glowing with a strange light appeared in the hand of the Outer Gate Elder.

"This thing is called the Tianzi Stone, which can show seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, the tester only needs to hold this stone in the palm of his hand, and the Tianzi Stone will show the tester's cultivation talent, red is the best, purple is the second, and colorless is no cultivation talent at all. Our Bishan Sword Sect only accepts mortals whose talents are above the cyan realm. If you pass the test, you can move on to the next round. If you can pass both assessments, you can join the world's first sword sect, the Bishan Sword Sect! ”

After the elder of the outer gate finished speaking, the thousands of people in the audience suddenly became in a commotion, and they all began to discuss.

At this time, Wang Wujiu's face was cloudy.

He began to think that the Wind Sword Club was just a competition, but looking at this posture, the Wind Sword Club turned out to be an assessment meeting for the Bishan Sword Sect to recruit disciples.

Doesn't this mean that he wants to participate in the Wind Sword Meeting and win, and as a result, he becomes a disciple of the Bishan Sword Sect?

There were a total of five Tianzi stones, and the hundreds of outer disciples in the square began to maintain order, and thousands of people lined up in five long lines.

"Wang Wujiu?" Chu Xialan saw that the young man was staying where he was, his face was gloomy, and he pulled his sleeve: "You guy, why is your face so stinky today?" ”

"You, won't you line up with me?"

"Do you really want to join this broken sect?" Wang Wujiu looked at Chu Xialan, whose eyes were full of longing, and the question in his heart was not spoken.

He nodded, and together with Chu Xialan, joined the queue for testing.