Chapter 41: I don't want to practice swords

"Elder Lu, since he has the heart of cultivation, why can't he be left behind and deprive him of the opportunity!" Tang Xian stood up and asked softly

Lu Qing shook his head and sighed: "Without qualifications, it is a waste of resources to stay, the elixir is piled up, and there are not a few people who can step into the path!"

"I don't know who Elder Lu just said, who is that person with great perseverance!" Tang Xian asked suspiciously

"That's my old friend, who was looking for immortals with me back then, and he failed to pass the assessment test. I poured all my resources into helping him, and even taught him all the tricks despite being punished by the sect. In the end, he was afraid that I would be affected and go away to the end of the world. After that, he entered the Demon Dao! Decades later, he will come here to find me, sighing that he should not be obsessed with the Dao!

Tang Xian pondered for a moment and asked, "Elder, how can you be a Taoist?" Even if they steal the opportunity against the sky, why do they want others to obey the destiny of heaven! Why don't you teach them some decisions and let them go down the mountain, it's better than not having no hope at all!"

"The Great Dao is ruthless, and the Dao of Cultivation is also ruthless! Everything has cause and effect! Don't get too deep into the world, they have their lives! Don't interfere with the rules!" Lu Qing said solemnly

"Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law of the Tao, and the Tao is the law of nature!"

"That old man, all the people who are rebellious in their cultivation! With their bodies in the devil, they will not be able to reach Shouyuan in the end! No matter how strong a person without heavenly qualities is! No matter how he defy the sky, he will only fail in the end! Asceticism is fruitless, everything is determined!" Lu Qing said

Tang Xian seemed to have an understanding, and muttered: "This also reminds me of a person, his name is Chang Gang, and he walks against the sky for his way. As the saying goes, you can kill your relatives when you become a big thing, but unfortunately, in the end, you still die at the hands of those close to you!"

"In this way, the person close to him must be his obsession! But this is also his fate, killing and calamity! Robbery and killing of living beings! Cultivation is the cultivation of the mind, and it is also the cultivation of a lonely path. Who can believe it!" Lu Qing nodded slightly and sighed.

After speaking, Lu Qingmeng turned around, with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice to the dozens of people left in the field: "Those who are left behind have passed the first round of assessment. To put it simply, he is already a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

However, this second round of assessment determined your status in the Spirit Sword Sect. If you are qualified, you can become a disciple of the inner sect, or even a disciple of the elder and the sect master! If you fail, you can only enter the outer sect and become a disciple of the outer sect!"

Everyone at the venue was overjoyed and excited. Then his expression showed hope and anticipation.

Only Mu Yi glanced at Tang Xian casually, and snorted lightly in his nose.

After everyone quieted down, Lu Qing shouted coldly: "Next, follow the old man to the second round of assessment points, and the second round of assessment points is the Sword Pavilion." Come with the old man!"

After half a pillar of incense, everyone followed Lu Qing to a small hill surrounded by mist. There is a huge tower that is resplendent in gold and towers into the sky. At the gate in front of the tower, the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the plaque reads "Sword Pavilion".

Lu Qing stood in front of the Sword Pavilion, looked at everyone and said slowly:

The Spirit Sword Sect is only called the Spirit Sword Sect because the Spirit Sword Sect is a Sword Sect! Half of us are sword cultivators!

The ancestor who founded the Spirit Sword Sect back then entered the Tao with a sword and stepped into the realm of Yuanying. The art of kendo is at its peak.

And the giant tower you see in front of you is the location of this second round of assessment, Sword Pavilion!

There are a total of 10,000 swords in the Sword Pavilion. It is the place of assessment established by the ancestor with a sword.

What you have to do in this assessment is to communicate with the sword spirit and obtain the approval of the sword spirit. The ranking is based on who gets the most spirit swords and the best quality in the end.

If the top three have amazing results, they have the opportunity to become personal disciples

The top ten are all disciples of the inner sect, and the rest are disciples of the outer sect. In other words, there are only ten people in this assessment who can enter the Inner Sect and become disciples of the Inner Sect.

However, don't be discouraged when you become a disciple of the outer sect! If you contribute to the sect in the future, you will still have the opportunity to enter the inner sect.

After Lu Qing introduced the rules of the second round of testing in detail, he threw out a token and flew into the Sword Pavilion. Under the trembling of the Sword Pavilion, he suddenly shouted: "The gate of the Sword Pavilion has been opened, and you can't enter yet!"

The teenagers entered the Sword Pavilion one by one, Mu Yi glanced at Tang Xian casually, raised his steps lightly and disappeared in front of the Sword Pavilion. Tang Xian shook his head and leaped into the Sword Pavilion with one stride.

The sky inside the Sword Pavilion was foggy, and there were bursts of "Boom" sounds continuously, and the ground in the Sword Pavilion could not be seen at a glance. It seems to be extremely vast. Tang Xian froze in place, and couldn't help but secretly say, "The Sword Pavilion is actually a continent. Is that sound a flying sword? There are 10,000 ?...."

As soon as the words fell, a smart flying sword came from the sky, flew in front of his eyes, and circled around him a few times. It's as if I'm looking at myself.

Tang Xian couldn't help but take out the Killing Immortal Sword, and when the flying sword was surprised. A sword slashed the flying sword into the sky, and shouted: "Get out! Lao Tzu doesn't want to learn swords!"

"The helper said, I can only watch kendo, not learn it. Besides, I, Tang Xian, practice swords, why do I need to be recognized by your mere sword spirit. People control swords, not swords control people. This is a wrong assessment, naïve!" Tang Xian teased, and after speaking, he took out a pot of wine from his storage bag and drank it.

"Zhennan closes the fine wine, how many years is the lonely boat ranger.

Meet the spirit and the king's drink, the horse high-rise weeping willow side.

At the end of the banquet in the city of Zhao Guojun, the south gate city wall turned its feats.

The emperor of the court gave the heavenly master, the first person in the dynasty since ancient times.

Broken temple grassroots boy, first with the hussars to fight Tongxian.

The city was victorious, and the family was destroyed, and the city of Nanyang was taken lightly.

The sword slashed the city gate, and the thousands of captives seemed to have nothing.

The famine around the rock city was defeated, and the dragon city was won without wasted words.

The three gates of the dynasty were broken, and law enforcement Chang Gang no longer existed.

Outside the temple, the master of the gang will personally grant it, and one of my swords can break the sky!"

"Haha, it's wet, it's wet!"

Just as Tang Xian's poetry was in full swing, there was a sound of breaking the sky in the sky, and I saw the flying sword that had just been split and flew back, but it was actually carrying more than 20 flying swords behind him. The bodies of more than twenty flying swords were all trembling, and their mood seemed to be extremely excited and joyful.

"You broken sword, you dare to come back!"

Tang Xian took a sip of wine, and when he held the Killing Immortal Sword, he slashed away with a hundred zhang sword shadows, and before the flying sword could get close, he slashed all the flying swords here.

At this moment, another "Xiu Xiu Xiu" came, and the flying sword led nearly a hundred flying swords to roar.

"Bastard! It's really unreasonable, you dare to disturb Lao Tzu's poetry, and Lao Tzu can't do it anymore. ”

Tang Xian suddenly flew into the sky. No less than ten swords were slashed out in an instant, "Ding Ding Ding Ding..." The flying sword contact was a swaying, flying backwards for several miles, and there were several sounds of "Ding Ding Ding Ding", and there was no flying sword in the sky.

"Come on, you should call your brothers to come! I don't want to practice swords, what's the matter? bite me. Tang Xian stood in the sky, facing the flying sword flying upside down, and said with a mocking expression.

"Whew, woo... Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Another sound of swords came, and the momentum was immense! I saw that where Tang Xian was looking, flying swords were scrambling to be the first, and with a fierce attack, they roared by. There are nearly a thousand. Behind the thousands of flying swords, there were faintly two hundred-zhang swords with coercion coming slowly...

"You broken sword, this is a group fight!"

"Gan Linzhuo, don't you just slash you with a sword, so grudgeful! Lao Tzu won't play anymore!" After saying that, Tang Xian turned around and ran, and the group of flying swords behind him came in crazy pursuit.

A hundred zhang away from Tang Xian, a young man looked at the ten flying swords in front of him excitedly, and immediately knelt on the ground, held up his hands, and looked extremely pious: "Sword Spirit Immortal, Sword Spirit Immortal!" ”

After the young man finished speaking, the ten flying swords immediately circled around the young man. Suddenly, the body of a flying sword trembled, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a small sword of one inch, and slowly fell into the palm of the young man's hand.

The young man looked up at the one-inch small sword in his palm excitedly, overjoyed, bowed his hand, and said respectfully: "Thank you Sword Spirit Immortal for your recognition! Thank you Sword Spirit Immortal!"

Then the young man put the one-inch small sword into his pocket in his arms, and at this moment, there were already more than thirty one-inch small swords in the young man's pocket. There are also three two-inch small swords.