"Get up, get up!" Xia Lin stood at the head of Xia Qian's bed, beating the gong from nowhere with an expressionless face.

The sharp sound seemed to shatter Xia Gan's eardrums, and he hid under the quilt to escape the devastation of the evil sound.

Xia Lin lifted his quilt and knocked it in his ear again. Xia Qian stiffened up with a carp, sat up in shock, and covered his right ear with tinnitus, in pain.

"What are you going to do! I've only been asleep for two hours!" he said angrily.

Xia Lin put down the gong and said indifferently: "I advise you to change your routine." Isn't two hours enough?"

"I'm not like you, who are full of energy after seven days of sleeplessness. With that, he lay down again, found a comfortable position, and prepared to fall asleep again.

Xia Lin replied: "I don't think you understand the situation in front of you? In the future, people who are looking for trouble from the Xia family come to the door one after another, if you don't cultivate, can you let people kill and chop them?"

Xia Qian closed his eyes and said in a daze: "Isn't it you?" Besides, my reputation as a fool has been played, and it's not interesting for anyone to be interested in coming to the door to ask for it. ”

Since Ren Zhong returned home, the Xia family has indeed stopped for a while. Jiuxiaozi came forward to say that he had moved those revenge activists and sent them up the mountain to teach the students.

Ren returned to Ren's house and reported truthfully. The news spread quickly, and the news that the new owner of the Xia family was a fool immediately spread all over the streets and alleys, and became a new after-dinner conversation among the common people.

Xia Lin: "You're pretending to be stupid just to understand your urgent needs." You are now on the list of heroes, and you will compete with the sect masters of the major sects in the future......"

"What is the Hero List?" Xia Qian turned over to look at him and interrupted him.

Xia Lin explained: "The Haojie List is the list of the entire Central Plains, all the disciples of the family, ranked by their strength. ”

Xia Qian: "Then why am I on the list?"

Xia Lin replied: "That's because the Haojie List will give the sect master a vacant position, so it won't be too ugly." ”

Xia Qian smiled and said, "What rank am I?"

Xia Lin: "Nine hundred and ninety-ninth." ”

Xia Qian was surprised, "I'm not at the bottom." ”

Xia Lin added: "There are only 999 positions on the Haojie list. ”

Xia Gan's face hung up, and after talking to Xia Lin for a while, he didn't have any sleepiness left, so he simply got up. He walked to the sink, picked up the water, saw his face reflected in it, and suddenly remembered Xia Lang. He frowned and spilled the water in his hand.

"Who is Xia Lang?" he turned to ask Xia Lin.

Xia Lin replied: "Xia Huan's henchman, now the great elder of the Xia family. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Xia Qian picked up the water again and slapped it on his face. He took off a dry towel to wipe the water off his face, and then smashed the towel into the sink, splashing it in an instant.

"It's nothing, it's just a little unpleasant to look at him. ”

Xia Lin snorted coldly: "With your current ability, it's not enough to compete with him, at least you have to beat him." ”

Xia Qian asked: "Is he very powerful?" He really couldn't believe how capable such a flattering person who was afraid of death would be.

Xia Lin replied: "There is no one in Xia Lang's Heavenly Blind Great Array Sect that can be broken. ”

Xia Qian was incredulous: "He's so powerful, and he's so afraid of death?"

Xia Lin: "There is no conflict between being powerful and being afraid of death." ”

Xia Qian raised his eyebrows and nodded approvingly.

Xia Lin walked to the sword stand, pulled out the Dragon Teng Sword, and the sharp sword light flashed out. "Shizun asked you to go up the mountain, and I will keep this sword for you for the time being. ”

Xia Qian opened the window and poked his head out to look out. He had only climbed the hill on the day he ascended the throne and had not been there since. He turned his head and replied, "I'm the sect master, why should I listen to him." ”

Xia Lin said: "Let's wait until you win him." By the way, Shizun is the second on the list of heroes. ”

"Oh roar, this old man is quite powerful. Xia Qian slammed the window and closed the mist-shrouded mountain outside the window.

In order to prevent the children of the Xia family on the mountain from recognizing Xia Qianlai, Xia Lin gave Xia Qian a disguise technique, renamed Xia Zhi, and arranged for him to be a transfer student of Yumen.

Xia Qian looked in the mirror at his new face, and said dissatisfiedly: "Since you want to change your appearance, then make a good-looking face, this one is too ordinary." ”

Xia Lin peeled off the nine-colored floating bead on his wrist and replied, "I'm just following reality. ”

Xia Qian grimaced at him.

In the afternoon, Xia Qian was taken up the mountain by Xia Lin. There are only more than two hundred disciples left in the Xia family's Jade Sect. The huge mountain was empty. The four-pillar archway of the jade gate stands at the mountain pass, majestic and solemn.

There are three kinds of cultivation: sword cultivation, formation cultivation, and cultivation, and most people will cultivate one or two, because the spiritual power required for cultivation is too great and it takes a lot of time, so most people choose to cultivate swords or formations, or both.

Xia Lin: "You must be cultivating a sword." ”

Xia Qian rolled his eyes, nodded, and then followed Xia Lin into the gate. Inside the clouds and mist, the ravines are deep, the feet on the river road that extends in all directions, you can't see the road ahead and can't figure out the direction, the mysterious twists and turns are like a fairyland.

Xia Lin led him to the door of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower and asked him to go up alone to find the Ten Thousand Swords Master. Xia Qian hurriedly said, "Aren't you with me?"

Xia Lin replied: "There is no precedent for this door to go through the back door. With that, he disappeared into the vast clouds.

Xia Qian looked up at the towering Ten Thousand Swords Tower and took a deep breath. Holding the back of his head with both hands, he swaggered inside.

This is not so much the Ten Thousand Swords Building, but the Library Pavilion. The circular design has a bookcase against the wall that leads to the top floor. A spiral staircase leads to each floor. Each floor is made of stone bricks with a thin disc floor that separates the space.

Xia Qian didn't bother to look for it layer by layer, he shouted directly at the bottom: "Master Wanjian, which layer are you on." Voices collided in the empty building, then vanished into midair.

No one answered, so Xia Qian continued to shout. He howled grossly as he flipped through the books on the ledge. I thought I would see some rare words or a picture of a villain practicing swords, but who knew that after flipping through a few books, it was blank.

"With your cultivation, you can't see the words on it. The sound like a bell came from above, shaking people's chests.

"You're finally willing to give up. Xia Qian calmly stuffed the book back into the bookshelf and looked back at the old man with long eyebrows and long beard. He was dressed in a pure white uniform and held a long sword. Although he is old, he is not rickety. He stood straight in front of him, brushing his three-foot-long beard.

This was the first time since Xia Qian entered the Xia family that he had seen a truly old cultivator. Jiuxiaozi's group of people, who are quite old and have a young face, is simply a fraud.

Master Ten Thousand Swords narrowed his eyes under his thick eyebrows and asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

Xia Qian's arms were folded in front of his chest, and his back was against the bookshelf: "I guess." ”

Master Wanjian said: "Oh~ In order to make you think that I am upstairs, I specially sent the voice from the top down. You told me you guessed?"

Xia Qian was embarrassed, and nodded on his toes, "Such an obvious shadow." ”

Master Wanjian turned to look at the wide open door, and the afternoon light did elongate his figure, reaching Xia Qian's feet. He kept silent, looked up at the diagonal upwards for a long time, and then looked at him and said, "You are here to study." ”

Xia Qian's body was crooked, and the old man's topic was too blunt.

"Yes, my name is Xia Qian...... Summer solstice!" almost pouted.

Master Wanjian let out a long sigh and walked over to him, squinting and starting to look for something. He stuck the books so close to them that he almost rummaged through them with his eyelids, and the words in his mouth were saying, "Eh, where's my roster? ”

Xia Qian looked at him with his facial features. He patted him lightly on the shoulder and pointed to the book he tucked under his armpit.

Master Wanjian took a look at it, and there were three big characters "roster". He kept silent, looked up again, flipped through the roster, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

Xia Qian supported his forehead. "Summer solstice. ”

Master Wanjian let out a long sigh again, "What are you here for?"

Xia Qian suddenly felt a mouthful of blood rush up.

It took half an hour to set up an enrollment, during which he repeated it fourteen times, my name is Xia Solstice, fifteen times, I want to go to school. I accompanied him to find the seal for a quarter of an hour before completing the formalities.

He sighed at the door of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower and went to the cultivation ground.

There are quite a few monks in the training ground who are cultivating everywhere. The sword is the sword that is practiced, and the formation is cast. No one paid attention to the newcomer standing at the door. It was the mentor who brought him who discovered him first. He walked towards him with a calm expression. It was a large, dark-skinned man, dressed in a white repair robe, more like a butcher than a monk, and his serious temperament was completely different from that of the forgetful Master of Ten Thousand Swords.

"Are you a freshman?" asked Shada.

Xia Qian nodded.

"Follow me. ”

Xia Qian followed him into the field, and the disciples who cultivated also stopped, their eyes focused on him. The two came to the sword field, and Xia Da cleared the monks who were cultivating on the field and handed Xia Qian an ordinary long sword. He pointed to the mouth of an arrow on the wall opposite Xia Qian, and said, "These ten quivers will randomly shoot arrows, one round of ten rounds, a total of ten rounds, one hundred arrows." You use this long sword to block, and the number of arrows you block is as many points as you can. ”

Xia Qian nodded blankly, before he could react, he was about to start the exam.

The quiver cover on the wall suddenly flipped open, and a silver arrow shot out, not very fast, but the sharp arrow glowed with silver, which made people panic.

Xia Qian's pupils shrank suddenly, and before the sword in his hand could be unsheathed, the silver arrow had already grazed his cheek, drawing a blood mark, rolling out a little blood bead.