In the cave, Fan Xiaojian was still asleep.

Inspirational words such as 'Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat', 'I am a monk, but always hone my body', and other inspirational words, in his possession of the golden finger of the system, there is no use at all.

Therefore, of course, Fan Xiaojian didn't know that he had become a kendo master who had risen against the sky under the support of the words of countless disciples.

Even, in just one day, Fan Xiaojian caused a sensation in the Sword Pavilion, as well as the rumors that he had been given a sword by the Dragon Ancestor yesterday, spread even more wildly, from the Qingyun Sect to all directions.

You must know that although the Qingyun Sect is only a third-level sect, it covers an area of millions of miles, and there are a large number of Xiuzhen families and various small sects under its influence.

These Xiuzhen families and sects are inextricably linked to the Qingyun Sect, and they are also ...... Fan Xiaojian has endless connections.

Because, Fan Xiaojian has 100,000 fiancées, and there are many beautiful women among them, who are among these families and sects.

Before, when Fan Xiaojian was ranked first on the Qingyun list, many old people in the family were already crazy and wanted to complete the marriage contract immediately, but they were blocked by Liu Jiannan and the sect master of the Qingyun Sect, so they had to give up.

And now, Fan Xiaojian has only been in the sect for a few days, and he has made such brilliant achievements, how can those families sit still?

Right now, when they learned about Fan Xiaojian's cultivation talent, they immediately rushed to Qingyun Sect with the lady of the family and the so-called 'bride price'.

......

"Ah, cool!"

The next day was close to noon, Fan Xiaojian woke up, yawned and stretched his waist, and checked the system's personal information interface.

"Holy, 2770?"

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Fan Xiaojian was startled when he saw it, and Fan Xiaojian immediately found that he just slept for a while, and the pretending value turned out to be 2770 points, which was several hundred more than before.

"What's going on?"

Fan Xiaojian was a little puzzled, but after thinking about it, it should be that he pretended to be too fierce yesterday, and the damage caused to everyone was too ruthless, and he just pretended to be forced into the account invisibly.

After figuring it out, Fan Xiaojian was a little bored, and planned to go to the foot of the mountain to take a few more tasks to pass the time, pretending to be forced by the way.

"Senior Brother Fan, good morning!"

"Senior Brother Fan, it's early!"

As soon as he stepped out of the cave, Fan Xiaojian met the inner disciples who greeted him with a smile.

These inner disciples, when they spoke one by one, showed respect on their faces, and their expressions were excited, and they kept saluting Fan Xiaojian, as if they regarded Fan Xiaojian as an idol.

"What rhythm?"

Fan Xiaojian frowned slightly, he originally planned to sacrifice the Dragon Yin Sword, and the sword flew to the foot of the mountain to pretend to be forced, but when he saw the current scene, he didn't need it at all?

So, Fan Xiaojian coughed a few times, followed the example of an elder, deliberately put his hands behind his back, put on the kind smile of an elder on his face, and began to walk towards the foot of the mountain step by step.

Once he met the disciples of the Qingyun Sect along the way, Fan Xiaojian endured the pride in his heart and nodded to those disciples from time to time.

In this way, it took Fan Xiaojian several hours to reach the halfway point of Dao Jian Peak.

The rules of Dao Jian Peak and even the entire Qingyun Sect are extremely strict, among the seven peaks of the sect, only the inner disciples are qualified to live in the upper half of the peak, and many outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples can only live in the lower half of the peak.

At this time, Fan Xiaojian rubbed his sore neck, which had already nodded to the point of soreness, and was about to speed up to the foot of the mountain, but suddenly heard an excited roar.

"Quick, look, Senior Brother Fan is coming down the mountain!"

With this loud roar, there was a loud bang, and countless outer disciples suddenly appeared halfway up the mountain of Dao Sword Peak, all of them looking at Fan Xiaojian with fanatical eyes.

"This is Senior Brother Fan?"

"Sure enough, it is extraordinary, worthy of our Dao Sword Peak, no, it is the peerless pride of the entire Qingyun Sect. ”

"Haha, being able to see Senior Brother Fan's demeanor, I have no regrets in this life. ”

These extremely excited outer disciples obviously squatted here early in the morning just to catch a glimpse of Fan Xiaojian's demeanor.

Such a scene made Fan Xiaojian very moved, he felt the fanaticism in his eyes, and felt that although he was handsome and powerful, he couldn't treat people indifferently, let alone let his disciples who worshiped him feel arrogant.

So, Fan Xiaojian showed an amiable expression on his face and sent a smile towards those outer disciples one by one. Especially the female disciples, Fan Xiaojian was extremely cordial.

"Meet Senior Brother Fan. ”

"Senior brother, you are my idol. ”

Many male disciples are hot-blooded men who worship heroes, and they have long regarded Fan Xiaojian as an idol.

"Senior Brother Fan, I'm ...... I'm going to marry you later. ”

There are even some female disciples with immature faces, who are just moving in the spring at first glance, their faces are flushed, and under the instigation of their companions, they are shy but extremely loud to express their love to Fan Xiaojian.

Seeing this, Fan Xiaojian was even more moved in his heart, and the smile on his face was also more kind, like a star who was in the limelight, nodding to everyone from time to time.

In this way, Fan Xiaojian walked until it was almost afternoon, and he was able to reach the foot of the mountain.

At the same time, his neck was already sore, and the muscles on his face were about to stiffen with laughter. However, Fan Xiaojian didn't feel tired, he only felt satisfied.

Soon, the kid walked to the mission point near the foot of the mountain with emotion and high spirits.

In the past, there were countless disciples at the Dao Sword Peak mission point, but today I don't know what's going on, and no one can see it, even the disciples and outer sect elders who are in charge of the registration task are nowhere to be seen.

On the contrary, at the entrance of Daojian Peak Mountain Gate next to the task point, there were many people, and there were thousands of people gathered densely.

"What's going on?"

Fan Xiaojian frowned, and walked towards the mountain gate with a little curiosity.

Before he got closer, Fan Xiaojian smelled a fragrant wind that was so rich that it was almost substantial, and when he looked up, this kid was almost stupid.

Looking around, at this moment, at the gate of Daojian Peak Mountain, there were groups of extremely beautiful young women, and when they saw the delicate body that exuded an attractive fragrance, Fan Xiaojian's eyes were almost straight.

Woman, he's seen a lot.

However, with so many women and so many beautiful women, Fan Xiaojian really hasn't seen them.

The hot royal girl, the small Lori, the gentle lily, the iceberg glamorous girl, the ring fat swallow thin, the competition for beauty, all kinds of appearances, all kinds of characteristics, and they are all beautiful, all beautiful.

At this moment, a group of women of these warblers and swallows are even more delicate, under the leadership of a group of old people or middle-aged people, raising their pretty little red faces, and can't help but look curiously through the mountain gate and into Daojian Peak, as if they are waiting for something.

Suddenly, a woman's gaze fell on Fan Xiaojian.

Then, the woman showed a look of shock in her eyes, and she was replaced by ecstasy again, and immediately raised her hand, pointed at Fan Xiaojian, trembled all over, and yelled.

"Oh my God, oh my God, this ...... This is my little swordsman. He, he's going down the mountain!!"