The square in front of the main hall of the Shattered Cloud Mountain Range

The wind and the sun are beautiful, the sun is shining, and the thick white clouds seem to be crushed by the gods in the sky, dyeing the mountain range white, and the mountains are still drifting with snow, and a snowflake slowly drifts into a vast hall, and is shaken down by the sound of drums.

Everyone gathered around the square in front of the main hall, a huge stone statue was placed in the middle of the main hall, a one-armed woman in front of the main hall sat on a high platform, and her gray hair was pulled up and hung on her left shoulder, this person is now the head of Huayun - Yun Zhemei.

Although Yun Zhemei looked at the aura and majesty, the protagonist that everyone wanted to see today was not her.

"That's right, Xiao Shengzi, you passed the literary examination yesterday, if you pass the martial arts examination today, you will be the youngest deacon in ancient and modern Huayun, senior sister is so jealous."

Yun Lingzhi elbowed Yun Musheng, who was about to come to the stage, and kept teasing him.

"Quiet!"

In the midst of laughter, Yun Zhemei's strong and loud voice broke the bustling crowd.

The disciple in charge of presiding next to him hurriedly stepped forward and said loudly:

"Yesterday, Hua Yun's disciple Yun Musheng successfully passed the deacon's literary examination, and today, I announce the content of the martial arts examination: within a stick of incense, if Yun Musheng can use the eighth style of the fast snow swordsmanship, Merry Cloud, and the size and power are enough to push the stone statue three steps away, it can be regarded as passing, and the martial arts examination will officially begin!"

Yun Musheng slowly walked to the center of the examination room, only to see the stone statue in front of him standing majestically, about nine feet high and weighing thousands of catties.

Most of the people around them only know a little about the power of this Kuaixue Sword Technique Eighth Style, Merry Cloud, although they all know that this is a move that few people can learn, and it is powerful, but when they look at the behemoth in front of them, if they want to push it, wouldn't it be a fantasy.

What's more, Yun Musheng, who is only eighteen years old, is still unknown how powerful he has cultivated this Merry Cloud, or whether he has comprehended it.

"Archdeacon, you say, if it were you, would you be able to push this statue?" A steward of the deacon hall leaned over and asked Yun Feng, who was sitting on the side.

Yun Feng snorted and said, "Joke, do you know that to use this merry cloud, the depth of the internal force required in it, the accuracy of the control is huge, and its power also increases with the strength of the person.

It is as strong as the head of the broken branch, if he used the wind and clouds during his lifetime, he must be swept away by the wind and clouds, destroying the withered and decaying, so you can know why he stipulated before his death that all Huayun disciples who cultivated the Kuaixue Sword Technique to the eighth style were eligible to enter the Deacon Hall.

Even if I use this trick with my strength, not to mention the collapse of the sky and the earth, it will not be a problem to push this huge stone statue dozens of meters away. ”

"Then this position of deacon, isn't Yun Musheng bound to win it today, why do you still look so calm, archdeacon?" The steward looked a little puzzled.

In fact, Yun Feng has already calculated in his heart, don't say whether this kid has learned the merry clouds, even if he is talented and really comprehended, at most he has just formed, and if the power of the cyclone wants to push such a huge stone statue, it needs a certain thickness of internal force.

And the internal force is the accumulation of many years, no matter how strong his roots are, the strength of the internal force in his teens can become what kind of climate.

Yun Feng smiled, picked up a cup of tea next to him, and took a sip slightly, ready to witness the happy scene of Yun Musheng's embarrassment next.

I saw Yun Musheng pull out the long sword in his hand, hold the sword in front of his chest with one hand, and press his crotch down slightly, concentrating.

For a moment, the wind swept the snow on the ground, surrounding his body, and several wind blades began to appear around the sword body, spinning rapidly with the cyclone.

Yun Lingzhi noticed that something was wrong, so he whispered to Hua Wenqing on the side: "Wenqing, why did you say that this little Shengzi's sword qi is a little wrong today, I remember that the wind he rolled up when he fought against us last time was not small." ”

Hua Wenqing didn't answer, at this moment, her attention was all on the young man in front of her, although there were doubts in her eyes, but she still firmly trusted this junior brother who grew up with her.

"Hehehe, it's ridiculous that you want to push this behemoth like this." Yun Feng was talking with relish on the side.

Yun Musheng's eyes were closed, and the energy in his body was criss-crossed, constantly transmitting to the sword body, and the wind blades around the sword collided, making a noise, but the wind still didn't seem to be very strong.

Suddenly, Yun Musheng opened his eyes suddenly, and the long sword in his chest slowly drew a circle in the air, and then he was swung hard, and a hurricane of general size was swung out, crashing straight into the huge stone statue.

The stone statue was wrapped in a hurricane, but the stone statue swayed slightly, but did not take a half step back.

Seeing this scene, Yun Feng laughed triumphantly: "Hahahaha, the old man has never seen such a small power of Merry Yun, if it were your master, the wind that blows the breath will be more powerful than yours." ”

"How can this be, the power of Xiao Shengzi's merry clouds was not so much a few days ago." Yun Lingzhi was so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

"Don't panic, listen carefully." Yun Qingya, who was on the side, patted Yun Lingzhi on the shoulder and said.

I only heard the stone statue wrapped in the hurricane in the center of the square, and the sound began to make a continuous sound of wind blades cutting, the sound became louder and louder, and gradually began to be extremely harsh, and everyone present covered their ears one after another.

Hearing only the sound of "boom", everyone was shocked, and the stone statue exploded violently, and the traces of being cut by a sharp blade could be clearly seen between the fragments.

Immediately, the wind blades that had just cut the stone statue all dispersed, turning into gusts of wind, rolling up the scattered fragments of the stone statue, and blowing straight towards the outside of the main hall. When everyone saw this scene, they were dumbfounded.

How can this be calculated, let him push the stone statue, but he chopped the stone statue into pieces, but the stone statue is indeed three steps away now.

The people around were talking about the scene that had just happened, Yun Musheng turned his head to Yun Zhemei and waved his hands: "Senior aunt, the stone statue has flown dozens of meters away, Sheng'er can be regarded as passing this martial arts test?" ”

Sheng'er knew that her internal force was not enough to shake the stone statue with the wind force she was blowing, but she came up with such an ingenious method, but this method required precise concentration of the internal force on the wind blade, making it strong and sharp enough to cut through the stone statue.

This requires an extremely strong ability to control one's own internal forces, and it seems that Sheng'er's growth in the past two years has reached an amazing level. Yun Zhemei thought to herself, and a hint of relief appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"Ridiculous, isn't this fast snow sword move child's play, don't think that you can pass the test by playing tricks like this!" Yun Feng stood up angrily and attacked Yun Musheng aggressively.

Yun Qingya, who was watching from the sidelines, finally couldn't help but retort:

"The rules only say that with the wind and clouds, the stone statue is blown out three steps away to pass, Yun Feng, Lao Tzu asked you, Sheng'er just made it a wind and clouds? Is this statue three steps away at this time? What are you calling it there? ”

Yun Feng was angry when he heard this, and he was about to reply, but he heard Yun Zhimei say loudly:

"Yun Musheng today's martial arts exam, meet the exam rules, I announce, the martial arts exam passed, Yun Musheng will be the new deacon of Huayun in the future, I hope you can serve loyally and revitalize my Huayun!"

"Congratulations to the deacon, I wish to serve faithfully and revive Huayun!" After hearing this, everyone shouted in unison.

"Senior Aunt, since I have completed the agreement made two years ago, then Master's Thousand Bird Sword can be owned by the disciple."

Yun Musheng had no interest in the name of the deacon at this time, what he cared about most was being able to inherit the master's Thousand Bird Sword in person.

At this moment, Yun Feng on the side suddenly got up and shouted, "Wait! ”

Yun Lingzhi couldn't hold back any longer, ran up and pointed at Yun Feng's nose and shouted: "Damn old horseman, what do you want to do, what, you can't repay the bill!" ”

"My Huayun disciple is a promise, and what he said must be done, but Lord Young Deacon, you said in front of the coffin of the head of the branch two years ago, 'Wait until you are an adult, and the snow will roll up the clouds.'" Can you say it and do it? ”

Yun Feng unhurriedly said Yun Musheng's bold words in front of everyone back then, and Yun Lingzhi was speechless for a while.

Yun Musheng also said unhurriedly: "So archdeacon, do you want to fight with me?" ”

"As an elder, how can the old man bully the small, but the head of the branch has never broken his promise to others before his death, so the young deacon who wants to inherit Chidori, I don't know if he will go back on his word."

Yun Feng's words were beady, like spring thunder, smashing towards Yun Musheng.

"Okay, today the junior will accompany you to fight, and see if the junior can inherit this Thousand Bird Sword, Senior Aunt, please allow the disciple to have a discussion with the archdeacon." Yun Musheng turned his head and said to Yun Zhemei.

Yun Zhemei saw that there was no trace of cowardice on Yun Musheng's face, and Yun Feng's words were reasonable, so she nodded.

The sound of drums sounded again, and the onlookers retreated dozens of steps back one after another, but they wanted to see the happy eyes, but they couldn't wait to stick to the two people in front of them to watch the duel between the archdeacon and the disciple of Yun Zhizhi.

In the center of the empty square, only Yun Musheng and Yun Feng were left, I don't know if it was because of their aura, even the falling snowflakes seemed to be flying around them, and the drops turned into ice edges, and the temperature almost dropped to freezing.