Bei Yu put the Qiankun ring on his finger, looked around, and asked cautiously: "Brother Yang, is this storage ring very valuable? I don't think those inner disciples seem to have it!"

"It's relatively valuable, this kind of ring is made of Void Stone, and it also has to depict the formation, which is very rare, and ordinary people can't afford it at all. And immortals can store items in their own bodies, so they basically don't need the Qiankun Ring. This has become a dead end, some people can't afford to use it, and some people don't care to use it!" Yang Wuen said.

Bei Yu tried, and his soul was imprinted on the ring, and he finally knew why this Qiankun ring was so rare. A small ring, the space inside has reached a radius of ten miles, and some cultivators with weak divine consciousness are estimated to not even be able to touch the inside of this ring.

And the Qiankun Ring in the cultivation realm is embarrassed to compare with this kind of Qiankun Ring, and the space with a three-zhang square circle is already considered the best. It's no wonder that the Qiankun ring in the cultivation realm can be seen everywhere, and here, this Qiankun ring can barely be regarded as a status symbol.

When it got dark, Bei Yu stopped selling water, returned the water tank, divided the fairy stones, and stayed quietly behind Lie Zhao. It was late at night, and Bei Yu patted Lie Zhao on the shoulder and said, "It's almost time to set off after resting, there are already two people waiting at the mountain gate in front." ”

"Okay, let's go!" Lie Zhao stood up, the waves were running with all his might, and he stepped on the eight thousand stone stairs steadily, and he followed him silently, ready to reach out and pull him at any time.

Unexpectedly, the temperament of the fierce move was also very strong, and the will was also very firm, and he walked to the stone stairs of more than 9,000 steps.

"Lie Zhao, think about your mother, if you enter the Sword Sect, you will have the foundation to become an immortal, and when the time comes, when you return to Xianju City, who dares not to look at you? Who dares to show your mother's face?"

"Ten thousand stone ladders, you have already walked nine thousand nine hundred, and the gate of the Yunmeng Sword Sect is right in front of you, are you willing to fall down before you go to the door?"

"Fall? no, I can't fall, and if I want to fall, it should be those who have looked down on me!" Lie Zhao clenched his teeth, and struggled forward step by step, his waist had been pressed to ninety degrees, and his sweat was so irritating that he couldn't open his eyes.

"I want to fight for my mother and avenge her!" Lie Zhao secretly swore in his heart.

"You want to fight for your mother, right? You have to get justice for her, and then let her leave in style, right? Then come on, the road is ahead!"

Bei Yu looked at the fierce move that was almost crawling forward in front of him, with a warm smile on his face: "Your goal is actually easy to achieve, it is nothing more than entering the sect and cultivating, and you don't even need to become an immortal to make your mother live a good life." But what about me?" said a wry smile of helplessness.

Finally, Lie Zhao stepped on the platform in front of the gate of Yunmeng Sword Sect, and the pressure on his body disappeared suddenly, making Lie Zhao fall to the ground, and when he knew that he had passed the first level, he finally couldn't help but cry.

When the sun rose in the east and the first rays of sunlight shone on the mountain gate, the triennial disciple acceptance meeting of the Yunmeng Sword Sect officially ended. Lie Zhao looked at the mountain gate, this place is not the first time he has come, only today, now, he can finally enter through the mountain gate in a dignified manner.

"Fengmo, thank you!" Lie Zhao said to Bei Yu.

"Don't be so polite!" Don't say a casual wave of his hand, one day and one night, the young man standing in front of the mountain gate is about a hundred.

In the martial arts arena inside the mountain gate, nearly a thousand gray-clothed outer disciples and hundreds of white-clothed inner disciples were neatly arranged. The Yunmeng Sword Sect actually asked all the disciples to witness the entry of the new disciples, which showed that they definitely attached great importance to the entry of the new disciples.

At this time, an elegant middle-aged man in Tsing Yi slowly came to the center of the martial arts arena, and with a wave of his hand, Beyu and others suddenly appeared in the martial arts arena.

"It's very good, the number of people who can step into the gate of the Sword Sect by their will this year has reached three digits. But don't get too excited, waiting for the ladder is just the first level of the introductory test. Here's the test for the second level, attributes!" I saw a crystal ball appear out of thin air in the palm of this person's hand.

"Line up, press your hands on the spirit measuring ball in turn, and try to feel the attributes in your body! Disciples with attributes can become outer disciples, and those without attributes can go home! Yang Wuen, you come to demonstrate first!" The middle-aged man in the green shirt said kindly to Yang Wuen.

I saw Yang Wuen step forward, saluted the middle-aged man in the green shirt, stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the spirit measuring ball, and a golden light flashed, which made people can't help but light up.

Yang Wuen let go of his hand, glanced back at Beyu, and automatically stood aside.

"Next, come on!" said Aoyama.

A group of teenagers hurriedly lined up and stepped forward to test in turn.

The young man who was in first place strode forward, stretched out his hand and secretly put his hand on the spirit measuring ball, a red light flashed, the young man suddenly looked happy, withdrew his hand and stood beside Yang Wuen arrogantly.

"This person should be the Tianjiao of a certain big force, otherwise he wouldn't be so sure that he can pass the test!" said to Lie Zhao in a low voice. 14

"Well, I can see it!" Beyu nodded, this person was arrogant and looked very domineering.

However, after this person, none of the four people in a row let the spirit ball change, and suddenly, the pressure brought the fierce move to the back.

"Don't be nervous, you can do it!" Bei Yu patted Lie Zhao on the shoulder and comforted, he could see that this was not a test of attributes at all, but a test of the spirit root, which was exactly the same as the spirit root test that cultivators needed.

Don't say you couldn't help but think that the nameless technique given by Yang Wuen was a method of cultivating the divine soul, and the Great Cloud Dream Technique was an extremely advanced method of attacking the divine soul, and Bei Yu was even sure that this was definitely a supernatural power! However, Yang Wuen attached great importance to the basic alchemy technique, and it seemed that it even surpassed the Wu Clan's alchemy technique, which he should not be mistaken, so what does this mean?

There is an explanation of the meridians in the basic alchemy technique, and perhaps, this is what the other party values. The talk of meridians is a product after the mythological period, which shows that the world I entered has never been in contact with the meridians at all, nor has I experienced the mythological period.

"It's really interesting, it seems that the world I have entered is not under the supervision of the Heavenly Dao of the Xuanhuang Great World!" Bei Yu touched his nose and his eyes were half-narrowed.

"Fengmo, I'm over!" said Lie, worriedly.

"Well, go ahead!" replied absent-mindedly. glanced at the fierce move, but Bei Yu never remembered how he entered this place, and what happened after he arrived at the Qianlong Academy, he couldn't even remember it at all.

When I entered this place, the first thing I encountered was the Fierce Move, this place was the Yunmeng Sword Sect, and before I got started, I got the method of cultivating the Divine Soul and the method of attacking the Divine Soul, in the end, is this a reward for myself or is someone planning something? Could it be that the Heavenly Dao discovered himself and deliberately threw himself into a closed world?

At this moment, Beyu heard someone shouting to himself: "Fengmo, it's your turn!"

Don't look up, and see that Lie Zhao was looking happy, waving his hand vigorously at himself, and he was thinking about things just now, but he didn't realize that Lie Zhao had passed the assessment.

"I want to see who is doing the ghost!" The corners of Beiyu's mouth raised, he strode forward, pressed his palm on the spirit measuring ball, and suddenly a blue light and a purple light rose to the sky, lasting for a long time.

"Oh my God, the body of the dual attributes of wind and thunder, this wind and thunder sword has finally been inherited!" The disciples of the Yunmeng Sword Sect were suddenly in an uproar, and this hand of Beyu Lu shocked them to the extreme.

"Okay, well, I, Yunmeng Sword Sect, take the Yunxia Sword as the foundation of the sect, the Great Cloud Dream Technique as the world's name, and the Wind and Thunder Sword as the Zhenzong Sect. However, since the ancestor established the sect, there has never been a disciple who has the dual attribute qualification of wind and thunder, which has caused my sect's wind and thunder sword to be covered with dust. Ancestor bless, from now on, the Wind and Thunder Sword can finally reach the Immortal Realm!" the middle-aged man in the green shirt looked at Beyu with an affectionate expression and said loudly.

"I'll go, do you want to be so bloody?" Beiyu rolled his eyes, this script was prepared by you a long time ago, and the Wind and Thunder Sword, why don't you say the Ziqing Sword!

The test of Beyu pushed the introductory test to a climax, and everyone looked at Beyu's eyes full of envy. The rest of the disciples who were preparing for the test were also gearing up, and the silent test injected new hope into their hearts, and maybe they were also the body of wind and thunder!

The reality is still very cruel, out of more than 100 teenagers, only 11 have become official disciples! If you count from the number of people who participated in the test, more than 10,000 people selected eleven people, which can be called one out of a thousand, which is even more cruel than the spirit measurement conference that he participated in in the Great Ming Kingdom.

At the beginning of the Spiritual Measurement Conference of the Cultivation Realm, as long as there was a spiritual root, even the miscellaneous spiritual root could be selected to cultivate the truth, but here, if it was not a pure spiritual root, the spiritual measuring ball would not react at all.

"I am the elder of the Yunmeng Sword Sect, Yang Xuance, a disciple who entered today, I am waiting here, and someone will come to tell you about the rules of the Yunmeng Sword Sect and the responsibilities of you new disciples. Yang Wuen and Wind Demon, you two come with me!" After Yang Xuance finished speaking, he grabbed Beyu and Yang Wuen, and instantly appeared in a hall on the top of the mountain.

"That, I'm not called Wind Demon, I'm called Fengmo!" Beyu said suddenly.

"Anyway, it's almost the same, the name is just a code!" Yang Xuance finished speaking, and smiled.

"Our Yunmeng Sword Sect, although it is not well-known in the immortal world, is the earliest batch of sects. The purpose of Yunmeng Ancestor to establish the sect is to protect the living beings of the Quartet. For countless years, the sphere of influence of our Yunmeng Sword Sect has reached a radius of thousands of miles. Now there are three Golden Immortals, one Heavenly Immortal, and nineteen True Immortals in the sect, and the inner disciples are all immortals who are transforming immortal bodies.

It's just that we are strict in accepting disciples, so there are not many disciples under our disciples, and they can't compare to other major sects. However, if we want to talk about strength, our Yunmeng Sword Sect is not weak, at least no one dares to bully us. At this time, Yang Wuen said.

"What is the strength of our ancestor?" said Bei Yu suddenly.

"Old Ancestor, naturally he is the powerhouse of the peak of Da Luo Jin Immortal, he relies on the Great Cloud Dream Technique and the Wind Thunder Sword, but he has defeated the quasi-saint!" Yang Wuen said proudly, talking about the glorious history of his ancestor, he, a great-grandson who has been separated by many generations, also feels honored in his heart.

"Da Luo Jin Immortal Peak, Yunmeng Ancestor!" Don't say that her head was about to explode, this name is obviously very familiar, why can't you think of it!