The Tianxiaomen Trial Conference was held as scheduled, but Yuan Tingshan, represented by Mo Yiyue, was unable to attend, so he had to vacate a seat, with Master Miaoshu, Wumo Dao Chang and Lei Wujue serving as judges. As for the referees, in addition to Yan Yuan and He Huaifeng, there was also Jian Xianluo Duanhong, who was invited.

I've only heard that there are a lot of people who come to the conference, but I've never seen it. There are thousands of people standing on the sword on the same level this time, Mu Yuncheng knows that what Tianxiaomen said is true, there are so many talents in the Great Wilderness here, and they are competing to become disciples of Tianxiaomen.

"With so many people, it must be chaotic to choose. Mu Yuncheng turned his head and said to Chu Shuiyu, thinking that the trial meeting held by Tianxiaomen was nothing more than that, and the scene was not formal at all.

Chu Shui also felt that Mu Yuncheng was not bad, so many people were crowded here, it was really a headache, how should this conference be conducted?

As the two were talking, a disciple of Tianxiao Sect suddenly appeared in front of them, holding a huge cardboard box, nodding and smiling at the two, "Please draw lots." ”

"Lottery?" Mu Yuncheng thought that he had heard it wrong, could it be that Tianxiaomen relied on this to select disciples?

The disciple only said "please" and never replied. Mu Yuncheng scratched his head, stretched out his hand to grab it inside, and after touching it for a long time, he took his hand out of it, and carefully pinched it in the palm of his hand, but he didn't dare to open it.

Chu Shuiyu and Ye Feiyu also drew one and held it in their hands, but when they unfolded it, it was a yellow piece of paper.

What does it mean to have a yellow piece of paper with nothing written on it?

Mu Yuncheng also lowered his head and secretly unfolded his piece of paper, but the color was different from the two, it was red.

Seeing this, Mu Yuncheng was already half clear, and he and them were definitely going to be separated. Or maybe you're going to be eliminated.

At this moment, Yanguan's voice sounded in mid-air: "Those who draw red and yellow lotteries can stay and prepare for the next round of trials." ”

"What the hell! Lao Tzu came here with all the hard work, but you fooled us with the lottery, and drew your mother's bullshit!" Someone in the crowd suddenly erupted, and many people followed suit, protesting together against the unfairness of the trial of Tianxiaomen.

A thunderbolt suddenly slipped from mid-air and struck the crowd of protesters. The smoke cleared, and the seven-star sword stood on the face of Yan Yuan.

"Do you think you can enter the Sky Gate with your qualifications?" Yan Yuan looked at them contemptuously, and his tone was very arrogant.

A burly man stood up from the crowd and shouted, "What! Behind him was a huge iron sword, which looked like it was a hundred pounds.

"You're just a big stupid guy dragging scrap metal. Yan Yuan's chin was lifted slightly, and he was almost staring at him with the rest of his eyes.

The big man was furious, roared wildly, and slashed at Yan Yuan with his sword. Seeing this, the people around them all stepped back to make room for the two of them.

The power of this sword, not to mention a person, even a stone should have been cut open.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yuan stretched out his two fingers, lightly grabbed the giant sword at his fingertips, and a blue glow flashed in his eyes. Another thunderbolt fell, striking the giant sword, instantly blasting it into scrap metal and falling to the ground charred like black coal.

Fortunately, the big man let go in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"If you haven't drawn the red and yellow lots, hurry up and get out of here now, or I'll personally send you down the mountain!" He roared angrily, and the people around him were frightened to disperse in an instant, and the original sword was more than 1,000 people, but half of them were lost in an instant.

Mu Yuncheng subconsciously was speechless, this Yan Yuan's temper is really big enough.

"Uncle Shi, what color is your sign?" At this moment, Yanguan suddenly appeared beside Mu Yuncheng and asked in a deep voice.

Mu Yuncheng patted his chest, and said with some disgust: "You scared me to death, please notify me the next time you suddenly appear." No, mine is a red sign. With that, Mu Yuncheng handed over the red piece of paper to Yanguan.

Yanguan took the red stick, nodded again and again, and said, "It is worthy of being an uncle." ”

"What, you're complimenting me on my luck?" Mu Yuncheng squinted with one eye, as if what he had just said was mocking himself.

"Not really. The lots you draw are all specially treated, but anyone with excellent sword skills will resonate with this lot. The yellow color proves that the person who drew the lot has good sword skills. Yanguan sandwiched the red stick between his two fingers, looked at Mu Yuncheng and continued: "And the red color shows that the sword nature of the person who drew the lot is one in a million, and he is one of the best sword cultivation wizards. ”

When he said this, Chu Shui Yu and Ye Feiyu were beside Mu Yuncheng, and when they heard that Mu Yuncheng in Yanguan's mouth was like a swordsmanship wizard, in addition to being surprised, they even felt a little ridiculous.

"Is this really the case?" Mu Yuncheng subconsciously scratched his head, but saw Yanguan and said solemnly: "I didn't make a joke about you, uncle, not everyone has sword ability, even if they have it, it is divided into three, six, and nine levels, we use this way of drawing lots, just to be able to distinguish what the sword nature in everyone's body is in the first time." ”

Seeing that Mu Yuncheng nodded as if he didn't understand, Yanguan immediately said: "The next trial place is in the Xuanzi Dragon and Tiger Palace, you can come with me first." ”

The three of them then followed Yanguan to the East Sword Hall of Tianxiao Gate - Xuanzi Dragon and Tiger Palace.

Here are the models of famous swords used by the masters of Tianxiaomen, as well as their portraits.

In addition, there are countless square tables on both sides of the long hall, each with a stone inkstone and a special soft sword.

The soft sword was about three feet long, and when held in the hand, it bent downward. Only by relying on the combination of skill and strength can it be powerful.

"This level seems to be a test of how we use this soft sword. Mu Yuncheng turned his head to Chu Shui Yu and said with a smile. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sigh of extreme disappointment.

It's not Chu Shuiyu, it's a person who has just entered the hall.

Mu Yuncheng recognized this person, and it was You Shifang, who saved his life in the woods on the outskirts of Lanyue Town.

It turned out that he was also here to participate in the Tianxiaomen trial.

Mu Yuncheng immediately smiled at him and greeted him cordially: "What a coincidence, you are also here." ”

"yes, I don't want you to come too, it's really fate. You Shifang put down the bamboo tube on his back, loosened his shoulders and said with a smile.

Ye Feiyu frowned when he saw You Shifang stunned, and asked Chu Shui in a low voice, "Who is this person, stupid." ”

Chu Shuiyu shook his head to indicate that he didn't know, but Mu Yuncheng heard Ye Feiyu's words, turned his head and introduced: "His name is You Shifang, and that day in the forest was the one he rescued from Huangfuqi's hands." ”

"Oh, it's your savior, so you have to thank them. After Ye Feiyu said this, he ignored You Shifang, turned his head, and went elsewhere.

But Chu Shuiyu smiled at You Shifang and said, "Thank you for saving Yuncheng." ”

When You Shifang saw Chu Shuiyu, he immediately blushed, scratched his head and said a little embarrassed: "It's nothing, the road is uneven, and you can't stand idly by." ”

Seeing this, Mu Yuncheng smiled at Chu Shuiyu, and felt that You Shifang was indeed more honest and honest.

You Shifang didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, and was about to ask, when he heard Mu Yuncheng take the lead in asking: "By the way, Brother You, why are you sighing!"

You Shifang shook his head and said, "The master wants me to come to Tianxiao Gate to practice advanced swordsmanship, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to pass the next trial." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Mu Yuncheng asked when he heard this.

"You didn't say that you were going to use a soft sword this time, but I don't know anything about soft swords, and it seems that this time I will definitely be eliminated. ”

Mu Yuncheng heard him say this, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a calm expression: "You just do your best, don't worry about the rest." ”