The entire huge capital square, the bustling crowd, and the "competition" between Sikong Haoran and Du Zhanhao were just a farce in their eyes, and they did not bring any discomfort to the other heavenly pride who were waiting for the assessment.

It's just that the young man who is four feet tall, has a pair of eyes as deep as the night sky, wears light gray clothes, and the eighteen sword patterns that shine with golden light, calmly and unhurriedly responds to the fierce opponent, the soul power of the primary spiritual realm, and the fourteen-year-old dancing spoon year, which has brought them a lot of spiritual impact.

Du Zhanhao's departure made the children of the other six families stunned one by one, a little at a loss, looking at them with words aggressive, but obviously had the strength to defeat the opponent, but in the end I don't know why I gave up, and when I used a draw to "maintain" the face of their six major families, there was a shameful expression on my face, but there were also some arrogant people who sneered at it and showed contempt, even if your soul power is high and your talent is good, it is just a "turtle" from a barren land , how can it be compared with the pride of our heavens.

Sikong Haoran ignored the strange glances cast by the crowd around him, as if he already knew the result, and walked in the direction of Sikong Xuan and the others. Not long after Sikong Haoran left, a figure appeared in the enchantment he had just assessed, and after a few words, he replaced the "Shadow Stone" with another one, and disappeared without a trace when he turned around.

"Haoran, congratulations. ”

"Haoran, you are so amazing, that kid finally fled in embarrassment, he really looks like a clown!"

Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong, the two brothers, walked in the direction of Sikong Haoran before Haoran got close, as if they had won this "competition", they were very excited.

"Haoran, good. Shi Xingyuan also walked towards Sikong Haoran, who had such a heart and wisdom at a young age, and when he saw the two brothers Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong beside him, he couldn't help but sigh again, and led the two of them towards the assessment area.

"You have to come on, my grandfather and I are waiting for your good news in the back. Sikong Haoran beckoned to the two of them, turned around and walked to the expressionless Sikong Xuan in the back, "Grandpa, I'm passing." There was a hint of anger in his voice.

"Do you know why I want you to give up at the last moment?" Sikong Xuan looked at the young man in front of him, and there was less tenderness in his words, and more sternness, "I know that you are unwilling and angry, but you must know that in front of everyone, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at you, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and grandpa cannot be by your side all the time, so you must know how to follow the trend, know how to forbear, and know how to take advantage of the situation." ”

"At this time, the scene of the assessment seems to be calm, but in fact, the dark tide is surging, just during the period of your assessment just now, there are several powerful soul powers patrolling back and forth in our area, so you have to judge the situation until you have to do it as a last resort, and you don't have enough strength to go freely. Showing weakness does not mean timidity, and recklessness does not mean bravery. ”

Sikong Xuanzi is full of proverbs, every sentence seems ordinary but has irresistible thoughts. is also because of Sikong Xuan's teachings, and later, Sikong Haoran escaped several certain deaths when he faced danger and life and death alone.

"Grandpa, I'll do it. Sikong Haoran nodded to Sikong Xuan, and stood in place together waiting for the assessment results of the two brothers, Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong.

The competition with Du Zhanhao did not consume too much soul power of Sikong Haoran, looking at the crowded capital square, at this moment, there are teenagers and girls of the same age as them coming one after another, some are the same as Sikong Haoran, from distant barren places, and some are from various places in Xuanzhou. Along the way, I rushed to the dust, just to be able to join the Sword Sect and win a good future.

Sikong Haoran was waiting for the assessment results of Shi Tianshuo's two brothers, and at the same time, he was running the method of soul power, and now Sikong Haoran, in addition to practicing, is practicing, because there are still many things waiting for him to do, waiting for him to execute.

Time slipped away quietly like this, Sikong Haoran was also concentrating on the method of soul power, his eyes gradually closed at this time, and the soul power light point that was free between heaven and earth seemed to be guided by some kind of signal, cheering in the direction of Sikong Haoran, he could feel the emotions of the soul power light point, and he could feel their breathing, as intimate as a friend who had not seen him for a long time.

"Haoran, we passed, but I only have eight sword patterns, but Shi Tiandong has ten sword patterns. A happy voice woke up Sikong Haoran in meditation, the moment he opened his eyes, all the free soul power points around his body disappeared, he felt that just a moment of meditation, at this moment, he was so refreshed, and most of the soul power consumed had recovered.

"Congratulations, it's already very good to be able to reach the intermediate level of the mortal realm, I am a little bit better than you because I have been with my grandfather since I was a child. Sikong Haoran said to them, and he was very happy for the two of them.

"We have also been by the village chief's side since childhood, why are we not as powerful as you!" Shi Tiandong turned to look at Shi Xingyuan, who was stunned behind him, and was speechless for a while, I raised you two brothers and came to the capital from thousands of miles over the mountains and mountains, and glanced at their brothers angrily.

At this moment, a black-clothed young man, carrying a black wooden sword box behind him, passed by Sikong Haoran unhurriedly, glanced at him lightly, then turned his head and walked towards the assessment area.

When Sikong Haoran saw the indifferent eyes of the young man in black, he felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, unable to extricate himself. At the moment when the black-clothed young man turned around, the feeling of struggling in the quagmire seemed to have never appeared, this feeling made him very shocked, he was an intermediate soul power in the spiritual realm, just a look, let himself fall into it, this young man was really terrible, Sikong Haoran was not angry, nor did he speak, looking at the figure of the black-clothed young man being overwhelmed, he smiled.

He didn't know why he wasn't angry, this feeling was wonderful, and the eyes of the young man in black gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Soul Cultivator!" Sikong Xuan looked in the direction where the black-clothed boy had disappeared, Soul Cultivator rarely appeared in one place alone, but whenever they appeared, there would be companions nearby.

Over the years, the reason why there have been fewer and fewer soul cultivators is because of the Defeated Demon Sect, so they hate the Demon Sect more than anyone else.

The reason why the black-clothed boy was able to discover Sikong Haoran's difference was because when he was meditating just now, he attracted the free soul power light point between heaven and earth, and it happened to be captured by the black-clothed boy with a trace of breath.

So when he passed by Sikong Haoran's side, he glanced at him, and at this glance, he found that his powerful soul power could not see through this young man in light gray clothes. What surprised him even more was that the old man beside him also had a powerful aura blocking his exploration.

Unexpectedly, the capital of the Dragon Empire turned out to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the young man in black did not stop, speeding up his pace and disappearing into the crowd.

"Grandpa, you say he is a soul cultivator?" Sikong Haoran turned his head to look at Sikong Xuan, no wonder the young man in black was so weird, just one look shocked him, although he didn't have too much defense, but if he wanted to make his soul realm in the middle of the spiritual realm, he would fall in one look, and it was really not allowed to Xiao Xu.

"They are also quite pathetic, but whenever there are powerful cultivators in their soul cultivation group, they will be targeted by the Demon Sect, so few people will find their traces in the Hengduan Continent, I didn't expect to see them here today. Sikong Xuan shook his head, the group favored by the Heavenly Dao was used as food by others and made wedding dresses for others.

Hearing his grandfather say the word Demon Sect, Sikong Haoran's face was a little hideous, his fists were clenched together, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes, but he was soon hidden, Demon Sect, we will meet again!

"Goo... Goo!"

A slight voice interrupted the solemnity at this time, Shi Tiandong covered his stomach and looked at the village chief Shi Xingyuan embarrassedly.

Sikong Haoran also heard the gurgling sound from Shi Tiandong's stomach, and he also felt a hint of hunger, so he said to Sikong Xuan: "Grandpa, I'm hungry too." ”

"Now that you've all passed the exam, I'm going to break the bank. Sikong Xuan looked at the few of them, and under Sikong Haoran's pull, he walked out of the crowded capital square.

The assessment of the Sword Sect continues, and every area is crowded with young people and girls waiting for the assessment, they have a yearning for the Sword Sect, the prosperity of the family, and a curiosity about the world, and want to achieve it through this selection of the Sword Sect to complete their dreams at this moment.

In the various assessment areas of the capital square, there were bursts of shouts and noises, some people rejoiced, some people were happy, some people were lost, and some people sighed. People are leaving, and at the same time, people are joining, and the assessment is in full swing.

On the stone steps and high platform, only Murong Wushuang, the mother of the country, was left on the noble and luxurious red sandalwood seat at the front, and the lord of the country, Long Tianze, and Ye Chaoyang next to him had disappeared. In a room near the capital square, the two were watching the image collected on the "Lingering Stone", and a young man in light gray clothing appeared in the "Lingering Stone".

"Sikong Haoran?" Long Tianze looked at Ye Chaoyang suspiciously: "Brother Ye, have you ever heard of this name!"

“... Sikong Haoran, Sikong?" The familiar feeling in Ye Chaoyang's heart became stronger and stronger, and he continued to look at the image in the "Lingering Stone", when the blurred image of the old man in coarse linen not far away appeared in the picture, Ye Chaoyang's body seemed to be frozen, and at this time he finally remembered why the word Sikong was so familiar.

He continued to look at the image in the "Shadow Stone", and did not let go of Sikong Haoran's slightest move, just when he was about to complete the nineteenth sword pattern, his eyes, his cheeks, and his trembling hands showed a brief slowness, and the moment he turned his head, the image of the old man appeared in the "Shadow Stone" again.

Ye Chaoyang's eyes widened, and he pointed at the old man in the shadow and said, "Sikong Xuan, Xuanguang Sword Saint Sikong Xuan, it's really him!"