"Master, it's time to get to the city ahead." The sound of a bloody scythe sounded in Remnant's head.

"Okay, I'll come out now."

The remnant wind's figure flashed, and he disappeared directly into the dojo. Fu Bo nodded with satisfaction, and he also devoted himself to the work of finding the "Mountain of No Return".

"Master, there is a city in front of you, although you haven't arrived at the Spirit Domain Sword Mountain yet, but there are their recruitment points in the city, which are responsible for recruiting disciples." The blood sickle obviously misunderstood the meaning of the remnant wind, thinking that he went to the Spirit Domain Sword Mountain to apprentice.

Remnant Feng raised his eyebrows, it's good to be a disciple of Sword Mountain, just now Fu Bo mentioned himself, everything has to be faced by himself, and always relying on external forces is not good for his own growth. Although the Blood Scythe was powerful, it was impossible for one person to pick up the entire Sword Mountain.

It is better for him to blend into Sword Mountain first, and when the time comes, he will slowly look for the murderer of Zhu Feng and fulfill his last wish, and he will be able to completely integrate the "Xuanhuang Treasure Body" without any discomfort.

"You're doing a good job, you've just broken through, let's go to the dojo for retreat first. Where I can get you, I'll call you out. The remnant wind patted Bloodsickle on the shoulder and sent him into the dojo.

The Divine Sense glanced around, and the location that the Blood Scythe was looking for was not far from the small city in front of him. Sure that no one around him saw him, Remnant Wind took out a piece of dough from the Heaven Swallowing Ring, rubbed it on his hand, and stuck it to his face.

The skin was pressed against his face, and a burst of aura turned, and the remnant wind turned into a big man with a sloppy beard. But looking at the age of twenty-five or sixteen years old, Remnant Feng thought about it, his body grew up quickly, and his height was half a head taller, and he looked like a hill.

He patted his chest with satisfaction, broke off a branch from the big tree next to him, and walked out of the woods with a smile. On the way, the branches in his hands were broken, and the remnants of the wind carried a simple wooden stick towards the town.

The pedestrians on the road looked sideways, looked at the remnant wind with a new face, and pointed and whispered from time to time.

The remnant wind walked with a swagger, coupled with the thick and long wooden sticks, which frightened the people around him.

Many people wanted to step forward to teach the remnant wind a lesson, but their divine sense swept over, and they couldn't see the depth of the remnant wind, and they put away their careful thoughts when their eyes turned.

"Hmph, little cub counts you as acquaintance." With a foul mouth, the remnant wind glared at the person who wanted to attack him viciously, danced the wooden stick in his hand, and continued arrogantly.

The man was in a cold sweat, he just had the idea of making a move, and he noticed it, fortunately he didn't make a move, otherwise he would have made a fool of himself in public today.

Entering the city gate, the remnant wind still did not subside, and the body deliberately exuded the coercion of the spirit realm, this small city is close to the edge of the 100,000 barren mountains, and there are many people coming and going, most of them are monks in the condensation period. Spiritual Realm monks are already very rare, and the five-layer spiritual pressure of the remnant wind is very eye-catching in the crowd.

Seeing that everyone was far away to make way for themselves, the remnants laughed loudly: "You guys who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard." Get out of the way of your grandfather Zhu, a certain family wants to apprentice to the Sword Mountain of the Spirit Domain! As he spoke, the remnant wind also stuck the wooden stick in his hand into the floor, causing a "buzzing" sound around him.

With a word, the crowd around him automatically separated, making way for him. Waving the branch in his hand, the remnant wind laughed and walked towards the registration point.

Chen Xiu is the elder of the outer gate of the Spirit Domain Sword Mountain, and he has been wandering in the ninth layer of the Spirit Building Realm for more than ten years, and after he has repeatedly impacted the Fadan Realm to no avail, he also knows that with his talent, he has spent his whole life cultivating like this, in order to avoid the open and secret battles of the sect, he took the initiative to find a foreign position, and took on the task of selecting disciples in Bird City.

However, Bird City is too remote, and Chen Xiu has been here for three years, and he has not sent a decent talent to the sect.

Today, as usual, Chen Xiu sat in the attic of the Sword Mountain in the Spirit Domain, blowing the hot August breeze, watching the people coming and going on the street.

Reaching out and picking up the teapot on the table, he poured himself a full cup, smelling the familiar aroma of tea, and scanning the entire town aimlessly. In the distance, there was a riot of people, Chen Xiu glanced up, and he didn't pay much attention, after all, he was here to recruit disciples, not to maintain law and order, so he naturally ignored this kind of riot.

"A certain family wants to be assessed!" Remnant Wind came to the attic of the Sword Mountain in the Spirit Domain, threw the branch in his hand on the ground, and roared in a deep and deep voice.

Chen Xiuxiang's tea was genuine, and was suddenly interrupted by this voice, and a trace of sadness appeared on her face: "Where did you come from, the rules are above, and you will talk about it when you meet your age." He didn't expect to receive a good disciple here at all, so naturally he didn't have a good breath, but he still got up and came downstairs.

The remnant wind pursed his lips, the Spirit Domain Sword Mountain was awesome, and he didn't even pay attention to this battle.

Looking up to the side, the notice clearly reads: Those who are fifteen years old and have cultivated at the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Stage and above, those who are twenty years old and have the ninth layer and above in the Qi Condensation Period, those who are twenty-five years old and above who have the third layer of the Spirit Realm and above, and those who are over the age of thirty must have the ninth layer of the Spirit Building Realm before they can enter.

"I meet the third rule!" The remnant wind hummed in a heavy voice.

Chen Xiu just walked down the stairs, and for the first time looked up at the remnant wind, a head taller than ordinary people, his whole body shimmered with a dark luster, strong muscles exposed like a dragon, and a branch that was randomly polished in his hand.

Unleashing his divine sense, carefully sweeping the residual wind from top to bottom, Chen Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up. The man in front of him is indeed in the realm of the fifth layer of the Spirit Realm, and judging by his age, he has not yet exceeded half a Jiazi.

It's been a long time since I've met this kind of good seedling, Chen Xiu didn't dare to be careless, and said, "Put your hands on this piece of jade and release all your aura." Chen Xiu stood up and took out a piece of jade beside him.

Remnant Feng knew that this jade must be a measure of his aura, so he didn't make it at the moment, and his big fan-like hand pressed on the jade.

"Smack!" The jade couldn't withstand the slap of the residual wind, and it shattered in response.

Chen Xiu's face darkened: "Don't vent your strength here." Viciously waited for the remnant wind to take a look, and then took out another piece.

Remnant Wind sneered, he didn't know that this jade was so easy to break. Carefully put his hand on the jade, and the aura in his body was running wildly, but the remnant wind was just pretending, and his cultivation at the fifteenth layer of the Qi Condensation Period, if he released the aura with all his strength, he was no longer weaker than the mid-Fadan Realm monk, so he deliberately suppressed his spiritual breath, and only released the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Spirit Building Realm.

Soon there was a change on the jade, the original milky white jade, soon turned pale yellow, the yellow rose one grid after another, and then turned pale green after nine squares, and finally stayed in the fifth square.

Chen Xiu's face was solemn, he didn't expect that this person really had a fifth-layer cultivation in the Spirit Realm.

"Not bad, not bad!!" Chen Xiu's eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at the remnant wind, how many years have passed, and he finally has a newcomer who can handle it.

"Let's measure the bone age again." Chen Xiu took out another piece of black jade.

Remnant Wind immediately stretched out his right hand and stuck it on the jade.

"Twenty-three"

After the number appeared, Chen Xiu was visibly stunned, and then ecstasy appeared on his face. You must know that when you build the fifth layer of the Spirit Realm, you are almost twenty-six years old, and you are still barely promoted with the supply of sect resources. The young man in front of him was only twenty-three years old, and he was able to possess the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Spirit Building Realm, which was not too genius.

Almost all of them can be selected for the qualifications of inner disciples,

"You are very good, old man Chen Xiu, this is the nameplate of the Spirit Domain Sword Mountain, you take it first." Chen Xiu was relieved and took out a famous brand in his arms.

"Old Chen, my name is Zhu Feng."

The remnant wind's face turned black for a while, this person's brain was not funny, why didn't he even ask his name, and threw out the identity nameplate.

Chen Xiu slapped his forehead, and then remembered that he wanted to record the background of the visitor, and his old face was not red, so he directly took out a piece of jade slip: "Fill in all the basic information here." ”

It was also the first time he had seen such a cheeky person, so he rolled his eyes and wrote his message into it, and after thinking about it, he added another sentence.

Immediately threw it to Chen Xiu.

Chen Xiu invaded the jade slip and saw Zhu Feng's information.

Zhu Feng, the son of the village husband in the mountains, entered the mountain one year and accidentally found an adventure, so he entered the road of cultivating immortals.

Some time ago, Cao Xiusong of the Spirit Domain Sword Mountain took a fancy to him, and he recommended him to come and worship at the mountain gate.

"Have you seen Uncle Cao?" Chen Xiu was obviously a little surprised, because Cao Xiusong was an elder of the inner gate, and not many outsiders knew his name, and if he could say his name, the young man in front of him was likely to have really seen him.

"I saw him more than ten days ago, and that uncle said that he could enter the Spirit Domain Sword Mountain when he came here." Anyway, he's already dead, and he can say whatever he likes.

"Since it was recommended by Uncle Cao, you can naturally enter the sect. But what token do you have? ”

Remnant Feng touched his head and hummed, "No, the uncle left in a hurry and didn't leave any tokens." ”

"Well, in that case, let's follow my procedure here." Chen Xiu burned the information of the remnant wind, and stuffed it into the remnant wind's hand together with the identity plate.

"Wait two more days, if no one comes, I will take you back to the sect."