Chapter Seven: The Ninefold Sword Pass (Ask for Recommendation, Ask for Collection)

After a night of breathing, Ye Qingguan was refreshed, his body was full of strength, and his qi was long. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, he was sitting in the pavilion, listening to Su Xiaobai talk about what the Ninefold Sword Pass was?

Nine-fold Sword Pass, according to Su Xiaobai, is the place to assess the qualifications of disciples, and for more than three hundred years, except for the founding patriarch, only two people have reached the Ninth Sword Pass.

And it was in the hands of these two people that the status of the Sword Sect in the world of Changbai Mountain was established!

According to him, the disciples of this generation, the senior brother and the second senior brother have all reached the terrifying Eightfold Sword Pass, and they went down the mountain three years ago to practice, and they have not returned yet, and they have already made a great name in the rivers and lakes.

"Brother Ye, with your qualifications, at least you can reach the Sixfold Sword Pass, so there's nothing to worry about, if you break through to the Ninefold Sword Pass, it is estimated that the entire Changbai Mountain will be alarmed, then there will be a good show. Su Xiaobai was full of confidence in Ye Qingguan.

"What about you? How many times have you broken through?" Ye Qingguan looked at Su Xiaobai and felt that the qualifications of this simple and scheming boy should not be bad.

"Me?" Su Xiaobai pointed to himself, "I was picked up by my master from the bottom of the mountain, and I didn't break through the sword pass, so I am the youngest in the sect." ”

Ye Qingguan nodded thoughtfully.

"By the way, Brother Ye, who is your thirteenth uncle, even the master and the head uncle respectfully call him the thirteenth master?" Su Xiaobai looked at Ye Qingguan with a curious expression, after all, the head uncle is a famous swordsman in the world, and he must not be a nobody to be called by him like this.

Ye Qingguan shook his head: "I don't know, since I can remember, I have been living with Uncle Thirteen on the East Corner Mountain, and Uncle Thirteen has never told me this. ”

Su Xiaobai sighed with some regret, and suddenly said with great interest: "I guess your thirteenth uncle must be a person with a story!" Su Xiaobai looked determined.

"How do you know?" Ye Qingguan was surprised.

"I still need to think about it, a lone ranger in the rivers and lakes, an ignorant child, such a combination I often hear where I tell stories at the bottom of the mountain, what a mysterious life experience, a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and a peerless treasure, basically no difference. Su Xiaobai's spirit was so radiant that he almost became a storyteller, which made Ye Qingguan laugh dumbly.

But it's not a lie, at least that's what he is.

When the sun was on the third pole, Ye Qingguan took his fine steel sword and walked towards the Ninefold Sword Pass with Su Xiaobai, attracting the sideways glances of many disciples along the way.

Su Xiaobai is a junior brother in the door, he has a good life, his skin is as white as snow, and his round face is a little baby fat, he has grown up in the teasing of his sisters since he was a child, and his popularity is excellent.

And the other one is not to mention, he looks a little more beautiful than the little junior brother, plus he went up the mountain to ask for things and did something with the third senior brother, which is already well-known in Changbai Mountain, and it is in the limelight.

At this time, seeing the two of them coming hand in hand, many people could already guess that Ye Qingguan was probably here to break through the Nine Swords Pass.

As a result, most of the disciples of Changbai Mountain began to gather at Jianguan, and Changbai Mountain had not been so lively for a long time.

"Brother Ye, you're going to be in the limelight today. Su Xiaobai tilted his head and smiled.

Ye Qingguan stopped: "Then let's go back at night when no one is around." ”

"Don't!" Su Xiaobai grabbed him, "What's the point of going at night, just now!Our Dusk Yanyuan has never been famous in Changbai Mountain, the master is just one of my disciples, the junior sister is still young, every time the sect is bigger than us, you are now half of the people of the Dusk Yanyuan, you must take the opportunity to fight for us!"

Ye Qingguan couldn't resist Su Xiaobai, so he could only be pulled by him and walked towards Jianguan.

When he came to the entrance of Jianguan, Su Xiaobai was also jumped, and there were two or three hundred people in front of him, and most of the disciples of Changbai Mountain came.

When they saw Su Xiaobai and Ye Qingguan, the eyes of the crowd turned over in unison.

"That is Ye Qingguan who came up to the mountain to ask for something? He is even better looking than the little junior brother!" There are bold female disciples with stars in their eyes.

"What's the use of looking good, the face is pale, and it's so thin, I guess it's useless. Some male disciples pouted disdainfully.

"You can't say that, the disciples who washed the sword pool yesterday all said that this Ye Qingguan's sword path cultivation is extremely high, no worse than the third senior brother!" a disciple retorted.

"Hmph! That's the third senior brother who doesn't want to do anything when he sees that he is a guest, otherwise how can he be arrogant!"

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A lot of discussions came into Ye Qingguan's ears, and they were all mixed and lively.

"Brother Ye, it's time for you to show off your skills!" Su Xiaobai smiled at him, looking forward to it.

Ye Qingguan also smiled at him and walked to the door of the Sword Pass, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

"He's not as strong as the legend says, and he looks good when he laughs. A disciple muttered quietly.

According to Su Xiaobai, the sword pass is actually a road, with a pass every ten zhang, and the assessment of each level is also different, which can most comprehensively measure a disciple's qualifications.

At the entrance of Jianguan, there is a bluestone giant gate, the word "Jianguan" is written on the giant door, the silver hook iron painting, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and the words contain sword intent.

At this time, there was an old man in a gray robe standing in front of the stone gate, with a thin body, a clear complexion, and a little rickety on his back.

"The head of the sect commanded, as long as you pass the six-fold sword pass, you can enter and exit the sect at will, if you are ready, go in. The gray-robed old man looked at Ye Qingguan with an expressionless face.

"I'm sorry for the seniors. Ye Qingguan clasped his fists and saluted, and his spirit had been adjusted to the best state.

The gray-robed old man turned around and opened the mechanism, and the heavy bluestone gate rolled open, and a vast breath came to his face.

Ye Qingguan took a deep breath, raised his feet and walked into the sword pass, and the bluestone giant gate slowly closed again, making the onlookers disappointed for a while, and they wanted to follow up to see the excitement.

"The first level of the sword level is to comprehend the sword moves according to the sword technique, I don't know how long Ye Qingguan can use it?" said a disciple curiously.

"The first one is the easiest, and the sword technique is only the lowest level in the sect, and ordinary disciples can realize it in half an hour, so it shouldn't take long. Some disciples speculated, after all, Ye Qingguan dared to make a move with the third senior brother, and he couldn't be far from it.

"Hmph, that's maybe, I heard that kid and the third senior brother did it yesterday, relying on a good sword, I'm afraid he really doesn't have any ability. Some people sneered and retorted, and they couldn't get used to Ye Qingguan's behavior on Changbai Mountain.

At this time, in the middle of the Yongdao, Ye Qingguan was holding a five-page sword technique, and he was indulging in the moves, and not far in front of him, there was a middle-aged man in sackcloth sitting with an expressionless face.

Half an hour passed, a quarter of an hour passed, and then half an hour, an hour, and even the middle-aged man who was guarding the first heavy sword pass opened his eyes and looked at Ye Qingguan a little strangely.

As for the outside of the Sword Pass, a group of disciples even exploded.

"Make no mistake, it's been more than an hour, and the first level hasn't passed?"

"Hmph, I just said that kid borrowed the power of a sharp weapon, and he dared to do it with the third senior brother even by him?"

"For more than an hour, the qualifications of the disciples who are half sword marks are worse!"

"Just like that, I dare to come to Changbai Mountain to ask for things, I don't know whether I am alive or dead!"