The Shushan Sword Sect thousands of miles away.

The long ladder of inquiry can not be seen at a glance, and the green pine stands solemnly on the side, lush and lush, tall and handsome, and looks solemn and profound. Pieces of dark stones are paved with 9,999 steps, ordinary but mysterious.

A group of people crawled forward like ants.

Walking in the front is a delicate-faced, indifferent little girl, who is Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu was expressionless, carrying her sword on her back, and walked forward step by step, not slowing down.

Most of the people behind her were already panting, but her face was as usual, her breathing was calm, there seemed to be no trace of pressure, steady and calm.

Most of them are seriously climbing the ladder, with serious expressions and not saying a word. It's just that there are still discordant sounds.

"What are you doing here, a beggar, go back to the garbage heap, don't be ashamed. ”

Xiao Wu raised his foot for a moment.

"Sure enough, waste is waste, and I'm still a blind man, I can't get up, and I still want to go down, and I just laugh off my big teeth. ”

"Hahahaha......"

"You ......"

A hoarse voice sounded, as if it wanted to resist, but it seemed weak and powerless.

"Yo, dare to talk back. Young Master Du, beat him down, let him go back to where he should be, I don't want to walk on the same steps with this kind of dirty thing, people are afraid of getting dirty. A female voice sounded, sweet but with a disgusting meanness.

"Haha, good...... Just give this young master's new spell a try. ”

The person known as Young Master Du laughed indulgently, and Xiao Wu felt the aura surging behind him, as if he wanted to make a move.

The tragic end of this little beggar can already be imagined. The onlookers couldn't help but feel pity, but because of this person's background, they finally chose to be silent.

Little Five stopped.

"Enough!"

She turned her head suddenly, but Young Master Du hadn't reacted yet, and the aura in his hand had not yet condensed, she was frightened by this sudden voice, and only looked at Xiao Wu blankly.

Xiao Wuyi pulled out the stone sword behind him, and slashed it in front of him, the attack was sharp and fast, and in an instant, the man fell face to the ground on the stairs, screaming and wailing in pain.

A momentary change shocked everyone present.

The little beggar's eyes were covered with white silk, and he froze for a moment before looking up.

He couldn't see it, but the sun was just right, and a faint wind blew across his brow.

He heard a voice, a little indifferent, but with wordless tenderness.

"Come with me. ”

He was stunned and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hmm. ”

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In front of the huge water curtain, a group of purple-clothed men sat together, quietly watching this scene.

Shaoshang Sword Master Qin Shaohua pointed at Young Master Du, and his tone was light: "Bad heart, domineering and domineering, this can be rolled." ”

"This seems to be a descendant of your family, right?"

His expression remained unchanged, he raised an eyebrow, and his gaze turned to the man next to him.

Shao Chong Sword Master Du Ruo's tone was a little gritted his teeth.

"Shame on the family. My Du family is not as good as your Qin family, and I can support people. ”

The teeth of hatred in his heart itched. The family actually stuffed this kind of person into him, a shameful thing, their Du family's face was all lost!

The Qin family and the Du family are both sword cultivators of the Shushan Sword Sect, and nearly half of the clansmen are Shushan sword cultivators, and their influence is huge. It's an open secret that the two families are secretly fighting. It's just that the strength of the Du family has always been weaker than that of the Qin family, and they have always been ranked behind the Qin family, and they are nicknamed the second oldest in sword cultivation.

Qin Shaohua's perennial paralyzed face rarely showed a smile, and Du Ruo felt that it was ridicule.

Seeing the follow-up of the incident, a group of bigwigs all looked at the little girl on the water curtain.

"She's good, strong-willed, and pure-hearted. ”

"It's rare, it's actually a female doll. ”

"I don't know what the qualifications are. ”

Chongyang Jianzun was a little hesitant: "That little girl's sword is unusual, I'm afraid it's weird." ”

The people present were all figures at the top of the kendo pyramid, and they could naturally see that according to the proficiency of the sword, this girl had practiced swordsmanship for at least seven or eight years.

None of them are stupid, and they quickly think of being a spy.

There was some silence for a while.

"She's not. Qin Shaohua's tone was calm and affirmative.

"How do you know?"

"A spy will not have such clear eyes. ”

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Xiao Wu doesn't like the contact of strangers, but this time she is holding the boy's hand and walking the ladder of conscience together.

The little beggar's black hand was held by Xiao Wu's clean and white little hand, he seemed to be a little embarrassed, lowered his head, and wiped his body with the other hand somewhat unnaturally.

The two of them were not slow, and they quickly threw off the people behind them and successfully reached the top.

Shu Mountain on the Ladder of Inquiry reveals its true face. As far as the eye can see, the mist is filled, the auspicious clouds are fluttering, a green mountain is full, like a galloping dragon is endless, the cangdai is dignified, layer upon layer, it is a giant freehand danqing.

Strange peaks stand upright, even the mountains are strange, steep and upright, steep mountain walls can be seen everywhere, the light flowing water is graceful and graceful, the seemingly heavy mountains are as light as cicada wings, covering a pure land in the world, lingering, lingering, piling up, drifting away, like the tide of endless life.

Rare and exotic beasts come out of the forest, mountain birds and rivers are fierce, and the scenery is harvested. The huge "Shushan Sword Sect" four big characters carved with a sharp sword are calm and low-key and sharp, the simple sword intent is swirling on it, the chaotic purple qi is looming, and the breath of the avenue is restrained, which makes people respectful, a good faction of sharpness, a good faction of unyielding sword cultivation style!

They were shocked by the scene in front of them, and Xiao Wu's eyes were even more undisguised fanatic.

Xiao Wu watched intently, and suddenly his sleeves were suddenly pulled. She turned, and the little beggar was facing her, his lips pursed into a line, as if he was worried. His face was covered with black ash and he couldn't see his expression, but his tone was pitiful.

"I'm a beggar, I'm blind, will they beat me down? ”

He looked a little timid.

Xiao Wu rubbed her forehead, she was not an eventful person, but she didn't know why she cared a little bit about this stranger, obviously they were just meeting for the first time.

"I will protect you. "It's rare for her to say so many words.

The boy bared his sparkling teeth and smiled happily, the white teeth on his black face dazzling.

There were more and more people coming up, and many people looked at her intentionally or unintentionally, after all, she was the first to climb the ladder of inquiry, and she still carried a "burden".

"Come to the main hall. ”

The loud voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, which reached their ears clearly and shockingly.

The people followed the guidance and came to a majestic and magnificent hall. There are dozens of purple-clothed monks sitting in the main hall, dressed energetically, with a simple sword picture printed on their chests, wearing uniform uniforms, their expressions are either dignified or cold, and their edges are imposing. What is remarkable is that the ratio of men and women is extremely large, and there are only two female cultivators among dozens of men......

When Xiao Wuyi came in, she felt that half of the hall's eyes were focused on her, her expression remained unchanged, and she bowed calmly.

Du Ruo secretly glanced at Qin Shaohua, and muttered secretly in his heart: This is another dead face.

The only two female cultivators on the seat, Hongfeng Jianzun, was a gentle and petite female cultivator, as rare as a spirit stone in a group of men, as if she was radiating light. She walked down from her seat in the center of the hall, slim, looking at everyone smiling, and said leisurely: "First of all, congratulations on climbing the ladder of inquiry. ”

"My generation of Shushan monks, famous in the world with a sword, do not rely on external objects, have a sword in your hand, and have a sword in your heart, which is enough. Monks, you should have the courage to go against the heavens, the spirit of perseverance, and coming here shows that you have talent and spirituality. ”

"The beginning of the avenue lies in the spiritual root. The Spiritual Root determines your starting point. Children, you come up in turn, and in the order in which you ascended the ladder, you go up to test the spiritual root. ”

She looked at Xiao Wu and said softly: "Little girl, you come first." ”

Feeling everyone's gaze, Xiao Wu reached out to the crystal ball placed in the center of the hall very respectfully.

The glowing purple light lit up, magnificent and dreamy, which was the symbol of the mutated thunder spirit root.

When Hongfeng Sword Venerable saw this purple light, there was some surprise in his eyes, and there was also a hint of interest.

She spoke loudly: "Superior qualifications, thunder is a single spirit root." ”

Xiao Wu's expression remained unchanged, and the sword cultivators who were sitting at the top were a little surprised when they heard this, it was actually Lei Linggen.

They all involuntarily moved their eyes to Qin Shaohua, this is also Lei Linggen.

Qin Shaohua's old god was there, the eight winds did not move, and he seemed to be expressionless, but his eyes lit up.

He swept over everyone present, his eyes were sharp, and the meaning in his eyes was clear.

Sword Cultivators: ......

They resisted the urge to roll their eyes and cursed this guy in their hearts.

Is it okay not to rob you? They don't want to be entangled by Qin Shaohua, a dead madman.

Qin Shaohua's expression softened and he spoke slowly.

"Name?"

"Little Five. ”

Qin Shaohua raised his eyebrows, what is this name. He continued, "Relatives?"

"I don't know. ”

Is this girl an orphan?

The sword cultivators present were a little surprised, that skillful swordsmanship was not something that ordinary people could teach, they thought it was passed down by the child's relatives, but they didn't expect that the child was an orphan.

Qin Shaohua groaned, and the scene was silent for a while.

After a long time, he spoke:

"I'll give you one. ”

"Shen Min Du Ya, Huai Xuan hugging his eyes, just call Du Xuan Ke?"

He saw that Xiao Wu was a little stunned, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "This seat is Qin Shaohua, the sword master of the sword sect Shaoshang lineage, the twenty-third junior elder of the Qin family, and now I intend to accept you as the great disciple of the founding mountain, give you the identity of the Qin clan, join my Qin clan, and change my name to Qin Duxuan, can I wish?"

"This ......"

There was an uproar around, the people in the audience were noisy and whispering, and the sword cultivator boss on the seat couldn't help frowning.

Xiao Wu looked at his eyes, those eyes contained the galaxy universe, inclusive and forgiving. She didn't know what it meant to be a member of the Qin family, she didn't hear the inhalation sounds around her, nor did she feel the eyes from all sides, she only felt that what she had been pursuing seemed to have a clear definition.

She subconsciously touched the stone sword on her back, remembered the big characters of the mountain gate she had just seen, glanced at the indifferent man in front of her, and slowly knelt down.

Her tone was calm and firm.

"Qin Duxuan, I am willing to do it. ”