The mountains are foggy, and there is a drizzle in the middle of the night.

A scholar walked out of the mountain road, he came to a short distance in front of the gate of Bashan Jianchang Mountain, and sat down under a tree.

The rain is fine and the wind is cool.

However, even though this scholar had walked a lot, the wind and rain still couldn't get close to him.

The stone under the tree was covered with moss, and the leaves had fallen and were damp, but when he sat down, the leaves turned to powder, and the moss on the stone quickly faded, and the water vapor carried the debris outward.

The ground under him became unusually clean, and even the ground under the stone was pressed by an invisible force, and it was obviously mud, but it looked like a piece of bluestone.

......

Soon after the scholar arrived, strange black bamboo shoots continued to grow in the mountain roads to the north.

A slender man in a black robe, whose face was extremely pale and lifeless, walked barefoot, like a wild ghost who had been wandering in the mountains and forests for many years.

He sat down on a tree stump very casually, and then those black bamboo shoots continued to grow around him, growing into black bamboos.

......

Then another palace beauty appeared with a very beautiful umbrella in her hand.

Several servants quickly set up a tent in a wooded area.

The palace beauty simply drew a few lines out of thin air, and several ravines appeared on the forest ground.

The ants did not dare to enter, and the rain lines falling from the sky all converged strangely towards the ravines.

The rain line bends strangely in the air, forming a layer of crystal water curtain.

.....

A swordsman dressed in a bronze robe arrived.

He squinted his eyes and endured the rain, and stood motionless in the middle of the road, as if he had turned into a copper pillar.

He held the sword in his hand, and even the posture of lifting the sword did not change.

......

Before dawn, more people arrived.

These late arrivals were not young cultivators who had come to become disciples of the Bashan Sword Field, but great masters who were rare in the world.

Some of them are on the sword list, and they have been famous for many years, while some are hidden powerhouses who are not famous at all, but they may be stronger than some of the people on the sword list.

Many of them were not Qin.

Before dawn, the powerhouses who arrived outside the gate of Bashan Sword Field even surpassed the Mirror Lake Sword Society.

The vast majority of them naturally didn't want to see what kind of apprentices Gu Liren accepted, they just wanted to see if what Yu Zuochi said was the truth.

They wanted to see, even if it was strong, how strong Gu Liren's sword was?

......

Before dawn, some rooms in the Bashan Sword Field were lit up, some people stayed awake all night, and some people slept very hard, and snoring sounded in the house.

The old man with silver hair from before arrived in Yu Zuochi's house again, he obviously hadn't slept all night, and his expression was slightly haggard.

Yu Zuochi looked tired, and his tiredness came from not sleeping enough.

"It's not our business right now, it's that there are too many people coming. ”

The old man looked at Yu Zuochi and said, "You said that you want to let Gu Liren rest enough, so I won't go to him, but now it's almost time, and several generals outside have sent people to urge them to end this matter quickly, otherwise their army will march and deploy again, and you should also understand how much manpower and material resources will be lost by working hard to mobilize the people." ”

Yu Zuochi washed his face with a basin of water, and he smiled awkwardly.

Of course he understands this truth, but he just said that it is today, and generally the mountain gate is opened to accept disciples or even if the news is announced, at least until the sun rises, close to noon.

Where is this oriental fish belly white, just come to urge?

There is still an hour or two left.

He wiped his face and was hesitating whether to call Gu Liren.

At this moment, however, his tangle disappeared.

Because someone woke up.

Someone has woken up.

His spirit should be perfect.

At this moment, the leaves of the entire Bashan Mountain moved.

It was as if someone took a deep breath and stretched, and all the fresh air flowed towards him.

The crystal dew drops on the tips of the leaves were all pulled into the shape of a crystal sword, and they poured towards that place.

It was as if ten thousand swords were worshipping the man.

The entire Bashan Sword Field woke up.

No one thinks that Gu Liren is deliberate or exaggerated.

Because this aura is ethereal and natural, and the most important thing is that it is powerful, and no one else can do it.

"The strength and demise of a sect that is too loose can only be determined by fate and luck. Sects that are too ambitious are often ruined by their own ambitions and are sad for three generations. ”

Gu Liren walked out of the building, and when he arrived in front of Yu Zuochi and the old man, he nodded at the rising sun and said, "I think a sect must have a spirit, and this spirit is like this rising sun for the cultivators in the sect, no matter how strong or weak this sect is, it will always be there." Bright, warm, and honorable. ”

Yu Zuochi was solemn.

Until this time, he understood that although his junior brother was easy-going and casual, he had an attitude.

He usually doesn't say this attitude so seriously, but based on the different opinions of many people in the sect, he may have smelled something unpleasant to him, so he said it.

Everyone can have their own attitude.

Moreover, there were no rules in the Bashan Sword Field at the earliest, only habits, and the people in the Bashan Sword Field were accustomed to deciding who should obey whose attitude with a fair duel from the very beginning, or not objecting, or not expressing their attitude.

At this time, no one in the Bashan Sword Field felt that they could beat Gu Liren.

So no one said anything.

It's too early.

The old man came to urge Yu Zuochi before, but he was worried that Gu Liren would not come out to solve the problem, or Gu Liren would not be too lazy to take care of these miscellaneous matters.

And now that Gu Liren has come out, everyone feels that it is still early.

Most of the young talents in that town haven't even started to wash up, haven't had breakfast yet, and of course it's early.

It's just that Gu Liren already feels that it's just right.

He walked straight out of the mountain gate of the Bashan Sword Field.

As he moved, some people in the Bashan Sword Field became nervous.

Just like Gu Liren expressed his opinion for the first time, many people in the Bashan Sword Field felt that they didn't know Gu Liren well.

Even Yu Zuochi didn't know what Gu Liren was going to do, to give an explanation to so many young talents who came from afar, but even lost their qualifications for being selected.

None of them guessed right.

Many people's eyes almost fell to the ground and smashed into the puddles of water that had accumulated last night.

Gu Liren stood on the first step outside the gate of Bashan Jianchang Mountain, he crossed his hands on his waist, like an aunt who sold garlic in the vegetable market, facing the direction of the town, shouting at the top of his voice: "I am Gu Liren, I have already collected the apprentices, I'm sorry." ”

His voice wasn't loud, but it was far away.

Even some of the real aunts in the town who were killing fish and washing vegetables heard clearly.

"Who is Gu Liren?"

An aunt took out a green onion from the basin in front of her, and asked the person next to her in confusion, "Which green onion is he?" ”

No one answered her.

The people around her didn't know either.

But they were all taken aback.

Because the calm town suddenly gushed out countless air currents.

It was as if there were countless monsters suddenly coming out of the hole, accompanied by countless sounds of breaking through the air and countless waves of qi, a famous cultivator pierced through the morning light, brought out the remnants of the Dao in the early morning mist, and shot towards the mountain gate of the Bashan Sword Field.

"Uncle Gu, this...."

Lin Boiled Wine in the forest was speechless in shock.

He was stunned for a moment, and said speechlessly, "Where is there such a thing." ”

Yan Xinlan and Ye Xinhe were stunned for longer than him, and when his voice sounded, they didn't come back to their senses.

"Why?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's already been collected, who is it?"

A lot of voices rang out.