I saw that the scroll slowly stretched out in front of Zhou Xiaosu and the others, and the brush that came out of nowhere had already jumped on the paper, as if waiting for the three of them to send.

The young man in white stepped forward and said, "Please take out the bamboo sticks." ”

The moment they held the sign, the three of them felt a tingling pain in their palms, so they spread out their palms to take a look. I was shocked to find that in addition to a little blood stains on the bamboo skewers that were empty before, there were still words!

"Lonely?" Ziren whispered the words on the bamboo stick, not wanting the brush to dance on the scroll.

The three of them looked at the three immortals puzzled, and the old man smiled and said, "The bamboo sticks in the hands of the three young heroes are called Qingyun sticks, and there are several Dao numbers written on them that have entered my peak. We are here to record your path numbers in the book to show that you are ready to reach the peak of cultivation!"

The three of them hugged each other happily when they heard that they had been shortlisted. The old man saw the three of them dancing excitedly, brushed his beard with a smile, and was happy for the three young men, but the words on his lips became serious: "The old man is destined for the three of them, and I would like to give you a little advice here." As soon as the three of them thought that it was the guidance of the immortals, they immediately stopped the noise and pricked up their ears to listen.

"If you want to study hard and succeed in your studies, please be sure to use this road number, and don't reveal your real name!"

The three of them had never heard of the quest for knowledge, and they also needed to be incognito, and they looked puzzled, and wanted to ask the old man for more advice, but the old man just shook his head frequently, and only said: "The point is up, and the rest depends on your understanding." After speaking, he sighed softly, his eyes were sad, and his face was sad, as if he had evoked some sad memories.

Seeing this, the three of them didn't want to ask anything more, Ziren thought to himself: I don't know what this old man is selling! What is lonely, my surname is Zhou, and my surname is Zhou in this life, I will not change it!

But the other two were thoughtful, as if they had some understanding. Seeing that they didn't move, Ziren walked to Su Yu's side, poked his head out to look at the Qingyun sign in Su Yu's hand and said, "Su Yu, Su Yu, what is your Dao number?"

Su Yu came back to his senses when he heard Ziren's voice, looked at the words on the sign intently, and said, "Youbai." The brush added a few more strokes to the scroll.

"Wow!" Ziren sighed with envy, "The cypress tree is good, it will not wither in the cold wind, and it will not fall down the cliff." It's very suitable for Su Gongzi!"

The first time Su Yu heard Ziren praise himself like this, he was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "How can I, Su Yu, be compared with that thousand-year-old cypress! This is just a false name, Zhou Gongzi don't make fun of me!"

Xiao Yu, who was beside the two, still didn't move, just fiddling with the Qingyun stick in his hand. Su Yu and Ziren looked over and asked, "Xiao Yu, what about you?"

Xiao Yu didn't speak, and directly showed the sign in his hand to the two of them, and complained: "I want to tell you too, but there is not a word on it!"

Su Yu and Ziren took Xiao Yu's sign and observed it carefully. They looked at and touched the Qingyun sticks, and they didn't let go of even the small cracks, and there was still no handwriting; the three of them were afraid that they were hiding another mystery, so they put the sticks on the bright sun, and then the bamboo sticks were soaked in water, but they were still in vain; Ziren wanted to make a fire and roast the bamboo, but the other two stopped it in time, otherwise they didn't know what would cause trouble.

Not to mention that Xiao Yu and the three of them felt strange, even the two white-clothed young men felt incredible when they heard the news. They first thought it was a problem with Qingyun's sign, so they changed it to Xiao Yu, but this time the result was still the same. Several people couldn't find a solution for a while, so they had to circle around Xiao Yu, and even the brush that had just floated on the side, seeing that there was nothing to do, lay directly on the scroll.

This made the two little immortals sad, so they had to beg the old man to think of a way for him, and the old man's grinning face suddenly became serious. He walked up to Xiao Yu and asked Xiao Yu to stretch out his right hand to show himself, and Xiao Yu had no choice but to do so. The old man looked at Xiao Yu's hand, and the slight surprise on his face was captured by Su Yu, and even the white beard seemed to explode a little. But in an instant, the old man's kind face was revealed again, and he said: "The girl is not shallow in her life! Even the Qingyun Lottery can't understand it!

Xiao Yu heard that it was an immortal, which was like icing on the cake, so he hurriedly nodded and agreed, and Ziren on the side looked a little jealous.

"How about the word 'ancient tune'?"

Although Xiao Yu didn't understand the mystery of these two words, but when he heard that it was hand-picked by the immortals, it was too late to agree, how could he refuse!

"Old-fashioned!" the brush smacked twice, and when he saw that he was done, he withdrew with the retracted scroll.

The number has been given, the name has been signed, and now it should be possible to get started. But there was only a bare stone gate in front of the three of them, and there was nothing else, presumably the sword peak was hidden, so they began to look for the entrance. The old man saw that the three of them seemed to be looking for something, and said with a smile: "Don't worry!"

When the three of them saw that their impatience and recklessness made the immortal laugh, they stopped looking around and stood straight, waiting for the immortal's guidance.

The old man was not in a hurry, and said leisurely: "The reason why Jianming Peak has been able to stand for a hundred years is because there are many sages, but more importantly, it has no quarrel with the world. Ladies and gentlemen, can you tell which one is the Sword Peak?"

The three of them looked at the peaks that surrounded them, and they all looked the same: the peaks were sprinkled with a little snow, and the cliffs were vain. According to common sense, there should be people on Jianming Peak, but no matter how the three of them looked, each mountain was very quiet, except for the occasional two or three jackdaws.

Seeing that the three of them couldn't find the answer, the old man continued: "How can the hidden world of Jianming Peak be so easy for you to see? ”

When the three of them saw that the old man was about to reveal the answer, they all stepped forward. But the old man didn't speak anymore, but just beckoned the girl in white beside him.

The girl in white took out three things, and the three of them were a little puzzled when they saw this, only to hear the girl's silver bell-like voice say, "Please choose what you like." ”

The three in front of me are one of the feathers as pure as snow, which looks similar to the crane's feathers, but they are more delicate, and the lines and outlines are softer, but there is a bit of the meaning of the winter snow melting; the other is a little mysterious, and can only be seen to be a part of the horn, with a smooth surface, faintly glowing with a faint brown light, and it is not clear which animal it belongs to; the last one, I really can't see why, it is just a small handful of hair, if it is a horse's mane but it is shorter, and the brilliant orange-red does not match the cow's hair. The three of them were still considering, but the girl urged: "The three of you had better decide quickly, otherwise the snow will close the mountain!"

The three of them saw that the fine snow falling above their heads was now as big as goose feathers, and they couldn't get entangled anymore, so they had to choose blindly.

The two sons asked Xiao Yu to choose first, and Xiao Yu took the most obvious feather, leaving the horn and hair for Ziren and Su Yu.

Seeing that the two of them were reluctant to start, the old man planned to help them, which can also be said to be the way of heaven......