In the territory of Cangzhou, which is adjacent to the state of Chu and separated from a place of death, there is a steep mountain peak that towers into the sky and looks like a sharp sword in the northern snow.

The mountain peak is like a natural danger, there is no mountain road to go up, and if you want to go up the mountain, you can only climb it with your bare hands.

On this day, the snow was all over the sky, the cold wind was biting, and the official road not far from the mountain peak was covered with a thick layer of snow, and a team of people and horses walked slowly on it.

From a distance, there were about forty people in the procession, led by a man and a woman, dressed in light robes, their necks and wrists exposed to the air, as if the cold weather had no effect on them.

If you look closely, you will find that there is a faint layer of light on the outside of the body of the man and woman, and the snowflakes will disappear directly as soon as they get close, and there is not even a single snowflake on the robes of the two.

Both men and women carry a standard long sword behind them, which looks very ordinary, but it exudes a sharp meaning, which is obviously not ordinary.

The three young men who followed them were also carrying long swords and wearing thin shirts, but they did not exude a shield from their bodies, allowing snowflakes to fall on their clothes, but every once in a while, these snowflakes would melt away, and their momentum was more than a step weaker than that of the men and women in front of them.

As for the five people, there were more than 30 young boys and girls, most of whom were between fifteen and twenty years old, and these people could not stand such cold weather, and they were wrapped like rice dumplings, and there was a lot of snow on the top of their heads and thick cotton clothes.

Although these teenagers were shivering from the cold, they still gritted their teeth and walked closely with the six people in front of them.

In this group of teenagers, there were three older men and women who were out of place with the others.

The leader was a tall middle-aged man in a black power suit, but his right arm was empty, and only his left arm was intact.

The one-armed man had a calm face, vicissitudes in his eyes, and followed the team with steady steps, his clothes were thin, and he let the heavy snow and cold wind hit his body, unmoved.

Behind the one-armed man was a young woman wrapped in a white fur coat with a scar on her face, her originally somewhat gorgeous face, against the background of this scar, looked hideous and hateful, and even some teenagers next to her looked at her with disgust.

The young woman seemed accustomed to these glances, and she walked quietly, her right hand resting at her waist, holding the handle of a long knife.

If you look closely at her eyes, you will find that the young woman has always maintained a vigilant gaze, and her walking posture is in a state where she can draw her sword at any time, which is enough to deal with all kinds of surprise attacks.

Next to the young woman was a big man wrapped in a cloak and with a face full of meat, this big man was like a young woman, his eyes showed a look of vigilance, and he carried a red tasseled spear behind him, and there were some blood stains flashing on the head of the spear.

The three of them were so weird that the surrounding teenagers were far away from them, and in addition to disgust, there was also contempt and disdain in the eyes of the teenagers.

There was an ordinary-looking young man who looked at the three of them with strange eyes from time to time.

"Sanniang, fourth, relax, there is no danger with the immortal master of the Heavenly Sword Sect. The one-armed man suddenly spoke, whispering in a hoarse voice.

His voice was not high, mixed with the wind and snow, and it was almost difficult to hear, but the young woman and the big man had very sensitive ears, and when they heard the words of the one-armed man, their expressions relaxed slightly.

At the same time, the man at the front of the line frowned slightly, and said softly, "Senior nephew Liu." ”

A young man with a sword immediately followed quickly, bowed down and said, "I don't know what Uncle Guan commands?"

The man surnamed Guan said, "You brought the three older men and women." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi. ”

The man surnamed Guan said strangely: "You should know the rules and standards of this sect, you are so old, unless the spiritual root qualification is extremely high, it is impossible to be included in the door, is it rare for them to have spiritual root qualifications?"

The young man with the sword smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Hui, except for that woman who is a four-attribute spiritual root, the other two men are extremely miscellaneous five-attribute spiritual roots. ”

The man surnamed Guan was even more strange: "Then you kid still brought them over, don't you know that this is a waste of effort?"

The young man with the sword scratched his head, hesitated, and said, "Uncle Guan, in fact, these three people have a life-saving grace for their nephews, and I brought them over to be regarded as a reward." ”

"As for the rules of this sect, the master and nephew know it, but the three of them insist on letting the uncle who is responsible for recruiting disciples check before they are willing to give up. ”

The man surnamed Guan sighed lightly and said, "You kid was actually saved by mortals, no wonder you are still in the ninth layer of qi refining all these years, and you can't enter the late stage of qi refining." ”

The young man with the sword was a little embarrassed and said: "At that time, my nephew happened to encounter a first-level mid-level black-veined leopard, and the fight was defeated, and it happened that these three mortals passed by, and with their superb martial arts, they killed the demon beast. ”

Although the young man with the sword did not speak loudly, except for the young man behind him, the others heard it as if they were ears, and there was a slight contempt in their eyes, but the man surnamed Guan who was the leader was accustomed to it.

He looked at the young man with the sword, shook his head and sighed: "You kid is too embarrassed to be your master's face, a small black-striped leopard can't deal with it, and he still relies on mortals to save his life, I really don't know why Senior Brother Yue accepted you as a disciple." ”

When the young man with the sword heard this, his expression was a little embarrassed.

"These three mortals have such qualifications, according to the previous situation, at most they are miscellaneous servants, but this time it is Senior Brother Linghu who is responsible for recruiting disciples, I am afraid that they will not have any chance. ”

When the young man with the sword heard this, his face became extremely panicked, and after knowing that it was this Senior Brother Linghu who was presiding, he immediately regretted bringing these three mortals over.

"Hey, I'm at the foot of the mountain, Senior Nephew Guan, talk to these little guys about the rules, and my sister and I will go first. After speaking, the man and the woman next to him, who was silent, pinched a magic trick with both hands.

The long sword behind them came out of its sheath, and with a whirl, it flew to their feet, and the two of them, driven by the sword light, shot towards the towering sword peak in front of them.

The boys and girls in the team seemed to have forgotten the cold at this time, and one by one they stretched their necks and looked at the men and women who were flying like fairies with Edgeworth, and they were envious.

The young man with the negative sword cleared his throat at this time and said loudly: "The back is the test for you, as long as you climb the Baizhang high platform of Tianjian Peak and arrive at the entrance of the mountain gate within half a day, even if you pass the first level." ”

"But if the time passes and you haven't arrived, no matter how high your qualifications are, you can only be a miscellaneous disciple. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the man with the sword quickly urged the long sword behind his back and flew impatiently towards the mountain peak.

The other two young men looked strange, muttered a few words to each other, and glanced at the three one-armed men behind them.

Obviously, the words of the young man surnamed Liu were listened to by them before, and the disciple of the middle stage of Qi refining of the Heavenly Sword Sect was actually saved by mortals.

I guess I'll add another laugh handle to the door.

Shaking their heads, they also flew away, leaving behind a group of young men and girls with pale faces who were looking at the steep Heavenly Sword Peak in a daze.

"Sanniang, fourth, let's hurry up, although Brother Liu said that there is little hope, but we still have to give it a try, only by entering the Heavenly Sword Gate, we have a chance." Seeing that the five immortal masters had left, the one-armed man said in a deep voice.

"Yes, big brother. ”

Then the three middle-aged men and women took the lead and climbed the mountain in front of them, they were so strong that the steep stone wall was not difficult for them.

Seeing this, the group of teenagers in the back also gritted their teeth, and the fear in their hearts began to climb.