The magic sword went straight into the sky, the wind was raging in my ears, and white clouds floated by. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I feel like I am in a fairyland sea of clouds, you can touch it with your hand, and you can touch it from the mountains and mountains.

After a few breaths, I can no longer see my hometown Huayang City, but can only see the branches of the river at my feet, meandering and turning a thousand times.

Riding on the magic weapon, Qin Yun didn't feel the feeling of the strong wind blowing his face at all, which was much more comfortable than on the wolf king. At this moment, he was very excited, thinking that he would be able to fly with a sword in the future, soar into the blue sky, and fly between the mountains, his heart was full of anticipation, and he closed his eyes and looked forward to everything.

As he fantasized about his edgeworth's flight, a pair of small hands grabbed his clothes on the back. Qin Yun looked back, it was a little girl, the girl was wearing a ponytail, petite and delicate, delicate and delicate, her whole body trembled with fright, and her expression was particularly frightened.

Seeing Qin Yun turn around, the little girl blinked her dark eyes a few times and said to Qin Yun, "Brother, I'm afraid." ”

Qin Yun suddenly felt pity, touched the little girl's head, and said, "Don't be afraid, there is a brother here, tell my brother what your name is, how old are you this year." ”

The little girl was a little shy, bowed her head and said, "My name is Li Miaoyu, and I am nine years old this year, so what about you!"

Qin Yun pinched Li Miaoyu's face with his hand and said, "Brother is five years older than you, don't be afraid to find your brother in the future, my brother will protect you!"

Li Miaoyu's pale face softened a lot, and she nodded slightly and said, "Hmm!"

At this time, Wang Yang shouted loudly: "I have entered the Kunlun Mountains, and I will arrive at the mountain gate in time for half a pillar of incense, everyone prepare!"

Qin Yun looked down at the Kunlun Mountains, and saw that the mountains were majestic and handsome, with clouds and mist, endless, dense mountains and forests, constant beast songs, and string music.

After a few breaths, the fairy sword suddenly turned straight down and came to a halfway mountainside platform. The crowd dispensed their swords and stood in a clearing waiting for instructions.

Wang Yang straightened his clothes and said without a trace of emotion: "Not far in front of the Xuanyang Sect Mountain Gate, there is a powerful magic circle here, and the sword is not allowed to fly, so you need to hike up the mountain." You are tired after flying for a long time, so take a short rest and then go up the mountain. ”

After hearing this, Qin Yun dusted the stones behind him with his sleeves, and whispered to Li Miaoyu: "Xiao Yu, you can sit here." Then he took out the glutinous rice that his mother stuffed for himself, pinched out one and handed it to Miao Yu, saying, "Xiao Yu is hungry, eat something." ”

Li Miaoyu stretched out her little hand to take the glutinous rice cake, and said slightly: "Thank you, brother." ”

Then he sat on the ground, nibbling on the glutinous rice cake and looking at the mountain gate of Xuanyang Sect. I saw a mountain peak reaching into the sky, a winding stone path winding down from the top of the mountain, the path is lined with rocks, trees are thick, and it is extremely steep.

The mountain gate is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the main peak Xuantian Peak spreads into the clouds, and the ups and downs of the peaks echo with the rest of the five peaks.

After half a pillar of incense, Wang Yang stood up, shook his sleeves, and faced everyone: "It's not early, it's time to leave for the sect." “

Everyone got up and walked along the stone steps to the mountain gate.

As soon as he entered the sect, he saw a gray-robed monk coming towards him, and he hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Wang, the journey is safe, the South Garden of Wolong Peak has been cleaned up, and you can take the uninitiated disciples to rest." “

"Senior Brother Zhao, have other senior brothers ever come back," Wang Yang asked.

"Senior Brother Fei, Senior Brother Zhang, and Senior Brother Han have returned, and the other senior brothers have not returned yet. Brother Zhao replied respectfully.

"Okay, you take them there, and I'll tell the elders. Wang Yang walked towards Tianwu Peak.

"Okay, Senior Brother Wang. After speaking, Brother Zhao led everyone towards Nanyuan.

The group followed Brother Zhao to Nanyuan, only to see a big miscellaneous word engraved on the left side of the gate.

There are five rows of rooms in the courtyard, twenty rooms in each row, and in front of each row of houses, some pines and cypresses are planted. There are some flowers and plants planted between the pines and cypresses, and the flowers and plants are fragrant, and they are refreshing to float by in the wind.

Qin Yun looked around, and couldn't help but be surprised in his heart: "Good guy, there are too many miscellaneous servants in the Xuanyang Sect, at least there are at least a hundred. ”

He was assigned to the fifth room in the third row of the South Garden. Walking forward, I saw a palm-sized wooden sign hanging on the door, with the word "C5" written on it, which was his residence.

When I opened the door and entered the room, I saw that the room was very simple, with a table and stool made of cork in the corner, and a sky blue futon on a bed made of larch.

There was a window to the right of the door, through which the scent of pine and cypress wafted in.

The moon branches are dotted with stars, and there are shooting stars in the sky from time to time, and the mountains are exceptionally quiet at night, except for the occasional sound of beast chirps.

The autumn breeze brought a trace of coolness, Qin Yun put his hands under his head, in a semi-lying position, his back against the wall, and his legs on the edge of the bed.

Looking out the window at night, the scent of herbs and flowers wafted in through the window, and I gradually felt tired, and soon fell asleep.

In the dream, Qin Yun flew in the sword, soaring among the mountains and mountains, reaching out to touch the white clouds, and wisps of white clouds crossed between his fingers. With a slight swipe of his fingers, the flying sword flew towards Huayang City with a "whoosh".

For some reason, he came to a void, and the stone tablet in the void reappeared, just like the stone tablet I saw last time in the cave, exactly the same. It's just that the words on it have disappeared, and Qin Yun touched it with his hands, but he couldn't touch the entity, and he couldn't feel the reality like a projection.

Boom.. Airplanes......... Boom.. Airplanes.........

The far-reaching and melodious sound of the copper bell woke Qin Yun up from his dream. This is the practice bell of Xuanyang Sect to wake up everyone, signaling everyone to reward their diligence, and it will ring on time every day on the fifth watch.

Qin Yun turned over, folded the quilt, washed up and synthesized in one go, and walked quickly towards the corridor. 100 meters away from the corridor street is the martial arts field, the martial arts field is 100 zhang wide, all are paved with bluestone of several zhang.

There are twenty-nine steps in the north of the martial arts field, there is a big hall on the steps, the top of the vermilion lacquer door of the main hall hangs the golden silk nanmu plaque, and there are three vigorous and powerful big characters "Cutting Dragon Pavilion".

The outside of the main hall is supported by a number of red lacquer pillars, the pillars are one zhang wide, and each pillar has a whirling coiled, lifelike dragon.

Under the sun, the blue and gold glazed tiles of the roof shine with dazzling light, making it impossible to look directly.

In front of the hall, an old man in purple was standing with his hands behind his back, his silver hair was windless, and his eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky. The purple-clothed old man is Lian Yi, the great elder of the Xuanyang Sect, and the Dragon Slaying Pavilion in the main hall behind him is Lian Yi's cultivation place.

The bell rang for twelve times before the disciples of the Xuanyang Sect arrived at the martial arts arena one after another, and there were more than a thousand people standing bustling on the martial arts arena.

Seeing that all the disciples had arrived, Lian Yi opened his mouth and said, "My Xuanyang Sect opens the door to accept disciples once every four years. You are also extremely lucky to enter my sect. ”

Then he raised his palm and pointed to the stone tablet on the martial arts field: "The exercises on this tablet are the foundation of my sect's establishment of the sect, if the realm is raised to the early stage of qi gathering within three months, it can be a disciple of my sect." Within a month, he will be promoted to the early stage of qi gathering, and he can be an elder disciple. In the middle stage of improving qi gathering within half a year, he can be the head disciple. If you don't have anything to do with the Tao, you can do it for the miscellaneous servants of this sect or go down the mountain on your own, and the miscellaneous servants will pay three dollars of silver per month, and you will understand it. Its sound is like a morning bell, thick and far, spreading throughout every peak of Xuanyang Sect.

The disciples below responded in unison, "Understood." ”

"You can step back. After Lian Yi finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Dragon Slaying Pavilion in the main hall.

At this moment, a gray-robed monk came, and shouted to the rows on the left, "Come with me and go to the storage room to get the miscellaneous clothes." ”

Everyone followed the gray-robed monk in a mighty manner, for fear of being lost. Qin Yun squeezed to the front and hugged his fists and asked the gray-robed monk, "Senior brother, I am Qin Yun, senior brother's surname." ”

"Don't be expensive, my surname is Li, I'm just a few years ahead of you, just call me Li Huan. ”

"Senior Brother Li, why are you wearing a gray robe, someone is wearing a green robe, and the old man was wearing a purple robe just now, what is the point of this. ”

"The gray robe is the qi gathering period, the blue robe is the body refining period, the green robe is the valley period, the red robe is the golden pill period, the purple robe is the out-of-body period, and the white robe is the life and death period. If you are a female disciple, there is no color limit.

"The head of this sect has his disciples dressed in different colors, which is also convenient for motivating his disciples to practice diligently. ”

"Why are most of the people wearing green robes older, and are there any young people wearing green robes?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Mo Xibai, a genius of this sect, has already cultivated in the late stage of Bigu in less than thirty, and his talent is so high that we can only hope for it. I don't know when I'll be able to put on that green robe. Li Huan was full of envy. ”

"Senior Brother Li, I am Sima Gang, the steel of steel, not the tank of the water tank, is it so difficult to ascend to the Bigu period?"

"That's natural, each realm is improved before, during, and late, and the difficulty is a hundred times, not to mention the realm improvement. I only got to the middle stage of Qi gathering after four years of entry, and maybe my understanding is too low. After Brother Li finished speaking, he shook his head dejectedly, his face bitter.

Among these miscellaneous servants, only Qin Yun knew how difficult it was to cultivate, he had been cultivating for two years in a daze, and finally half a foot had to step into the door of cultivation.

After everyone walked for about half a pillar of incense, Li Huan stopped and said expressionlessly: "When you arrive, you go to report your name, register, receive clothes, and receive tasks in the miscellaneous department every day." If you are all right, I will take my leave. Then he turned and left.

In front of everyone was a large house, made of blue bricks, and in the house sat an old man in purple, who seemed to be sleeping.

The old man did not seem to sense their arrival, and continued to sleep on him. Everyone waited under the scorching sun for more than an hour, but the old man still did not wake up. Finally, Sima Gang couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to step forward and wake up the old man.

Qin Yun hurriedly grabbed Sima Gang and said in a low voice: "I'm waiting for the first time here, don't make a mistake, just bear with it." ”

After another hour or so, everyone couldn't bear to shout, Qin Yun couldn't stop everyone's mouth, and boldly stepped forward to wake up the old man.

The old man sighed quietly, then stretched his waist and said, "You are so impetuous, it is difficult for you to enter the Tao in this life." ”

Sima Gang smiled: "Uncle, we are here to register as handymen, not new disciples." ”

When the old man in purple heard this, his eyes suddenly widened in anger, and he blew his beard and glared: "Rotten wood can't be carved! The old man's name is Huang Shiren, you can call me Huang Lao, don't you want to practice." ”

"Elder Huang, practice, can you live forever? The thin man asked.

"No, just live longer. ”

"Can you be rich, clothed and fed, marry a wife and have children. The horse-faced boy asked weakly.

"When you practice to the Bigu realm, you don't need to eat or drink. As for marrying a wife and having children, it is okay, but a pure heart and few desires help to practice, and whether he can be rich or not, the old man does not know. ”

"Huang Lao, what does that mean by practicing, it's better to save enough money and marry a daughter-in-law to make a hot kang. ”

Huang Lao saw that a few of them were so unpresentable, and said angrily: "That's it! It's useless to talk to you, you can go to the door to pick up the task after receiving your clothes, if you don't understand the exercises, you can come and ask me," and then fell asleep again.

Qin Yun finished receiving the clothes, and touched them after putting them on, the fabric was soft and comfortable, not only did he sigh that the clothes of the miscellaneous servants were not ordinary fabrics, and those disciples and elders didn't know what materials they were wearing.

When they came to the entrance of the miscellaneous service department, they saw a wooden board hanging on the wall, engraved with the tasks of the miscellaneous servants, such as watering the flowers, fertilizing the trees, repairing the houses, washing and cooking, and cleaning the main hall.