Early morning.

The fog lingered, hundreds of birds chirped in unison, and the entire Sword Sect was filled with a peaceful scene.

Jing Yun woke up from his cultivation, only to feel that his whole body was full of strength, and his body was much lighter than a few days ago.

He pushed open the door, breathed in the fresh morning air, stretched his waist very enjoyably, looked at the still closed wing, and stood in the courtyard and shouted: "It's time for the two lazy devils to get up, those who don't know think they are cultivating hard!"

As soon as the words fell, a bell suddenly rang from the northeast, and the bell only rang three times, which was the assembly bell of the Piaohong Courtyard.

"Although Young Master Ben has always taken sleeping until he wakes up naturally, but now that he has entered this Sword Sect as a disciple, just like the pork on the board, he is no longer free to make his own decisions. Sad! sad!" At this time, Xu Budong opened his godless eyes, opened the door weakly, and sighed to the sky.

Jing Yun rolled his eyes and pretended not to hear, and when Zhang Bo came out, he took the lead out of the courtyard gate and walked to the east aisle.

The place where they lived was the residential area used by the Piaohong Courtyard for beginner disciples, and out of the residential area to the east was the West Square that Elder Zhao said.

The West Square is similar to the Welcome Square, which is much smaller in comparison, but can also accommodate nearly 10,000 people.

There is a big hall in its north, this hall is red brick and green tile, the appearance is very beautiful, it is the "hall of quotation" in the mouth of Elder Zhao.

To the east is a blue brick road more than 30 zhang wide, with high walls on both sides of the road, and within the other side of the wall, there is a special square belonging to Yijian Temple. At the end of this blue brick road, a magnificent hall looms.

When they came to the West Square with the first rays of sunlight, there were already many people in the field.

Just when everyone was a little impatient, an old man in a blood robe walked to the stone platform in front of the scripture hall, this old man was one of the deacon elders who was sitting next to the master of the forest courtyard when they were condensing.

The old man in the blood robe counted the number of people, then took out a delicate and abnormal boat from his sleeve, and then he put the palm-sized pocket boat in front of him, pinched the sword finger in his left hand, and said something in his mouth, and then the old man threw the boat into the air, and quickly said in his mouth: "Hurry!"

The boat spun and flew quickly into the air, moving against the wind, and in a few moments it swelled to more than thirty zhang long.

The ship is fusiform, smooth from head to tail, as wide as a mirror, as smooth as a road, and nothing else.

The blood-robed old man's sword fingers changed, and he spit out another "order", only to see a silver light hanging from the flying boat, enveloping all the children below.

Then, the flying boat suddenly rose, and after discerning the direction, it suddenly accelerated and galloped away in the northwest direction.

The scenery changed, and after only one meal, the flying boat appeared like a meteor in a valley.

The valley is surrounded by steep and smooth cliffs, and there is no grass in the whole valley, and gravel of different sizes is scattered all over the valley floor, and there is no sound of birds and insects, and it is unusually quiet.

The old man in the blood robe put away the shuttle-shaped flying boat, walked to a valley wall, and waited.

About a quarter of an hour had passed, and the valley wall facing the old man had cracked left and right like a door, forming a cave several feet in diameter.

Out of it came a dozen people in bloody robes, led by a young woman with a good face and a graceful body.

"These are the new disciples in the courtyard this time?" the blood-robed young woman glanced at and asked lightly.

"Deputy Master Bing, all the 2,618 disciples accepted this year have been brought here. The old man in the blood robe saluted the young woman and said respectfully.

"Well, there are more people than in previous years, but I don't know how many can survive. Okay, you go back first, and come back in half a year!" the blood-robed young woman nodded.

"Yes. The old man in the blood robe stepped aside respectfully.

"Take them to the sword pool. The young woman in the blood robe turned and walked towards the cave.

"Yes. "

Although the eyes of all the children were full of curiosity, no one opened their mouths to ask, but they followed the dozen blood-robed disciples into the cave in an orderly manner.

Jingyun walked in the labyrinth-like passage, and found that although the passage was winding and criss-crossed, it was extremely spacious.

When everyone walked to their destination, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them, where they were at this time was a huge mountainside, the space in the belly was larger than the welcome square in front of the miscellaneous courtyard, and there were more than a dozen passages on the surrounding mountain walls like where they were, and each cave entrance had two disciples with cold faces.

In the middle of the mountainside there was a huge pool, filled with a liquid as bright red as blood, and from time to time bubbled, like boiling water about to be boiled.

He looked at the pool of blood in front of him, so he only heard a low voice beside him: "This can't be used to cook us, right?"

"Dead fatty, you crow talk a lot. He didn't have to think about it to know who it was, and he reprimanded.

They all took off their robes and went into the pool. "

At this moment, a faint voice sounded.

When Jing Yun heard this, his face twitched, he was really said by this crow's mouth, he was really afraid of something, staring at the steaming pool of blood, he felt a belly in his heart, if he went on like this, he would lose his skin if he didn't die!

All the children have bitter faces, you look at me, I look at you, and they don't know what to do for a while.

Especially those little girls, their faces were flushed, and they were very embarrassed.

"Humph!"

The snort was small, but it reached everyone's ears like thunder, and more than a dozen children who were still fainting were stunned.

"If you're faint, you don't have to go down and cook it!"

Thousands of children looked at the dozen or so fainted, their eyes full of envy, and they all thought vigorously, how good it would be if I were lying on the ground.

Just when some people were thinking about whether to pretend to be dizzy and get through the trick, what happened next made them shudder.

At this moment, more than a dozen blood-robed disciples walked up to the fainted children, took out silver needles more than three inches long from the wooden boxes they carried, and slammed them into the top of the children's heads.

This is not the end, only to hear the sound of a dozen falling water, but it is those children who are still unconscious with silver needles stuck in their heads, who have been thrown into a pool of blood by people with their robes removed.

Jing Yun sighed, the situation was stronger than people, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he quickly took off his robe and jumped into the pool of blood first.

The others were also frightened by that scene, thinking that they had to go down anyway, rather than being thrown down with a silver needle on their heads, it was better to go down decently, at least there was a needle missing on their heads.

Seeing that someone took the lead, one by one no longer hesitated, and jumped into the pool of blood one after another.

After entering the water, the imaginary heat did not appear, and it seemed to be steaming in bursts, as if the boiling blood-colored pool water was actually cold and biting.

Jing Yun only felt that every inch of skin on his body was stiff and unbearable, and the slightest cold breath penetrated every pore on his body and drilled into his body.

In a few moments, a thick layer of ice formed outside his body, and he stood in the pool like an iceman, and the water sank into his neck, leaving only a small head floating on the water.

However, although the body is not aware at all, fortunately, the consciousness is still there.

"This pond is called 'Sword Raising Pond', and it is the place where my Piaohong Academy has built the foundation for my new disciples. The pool water is made of Ice Spirit Silver Heart Grass and Blood Soul Fruit with many herbs, mainly to help you condense the Yuan Fetal Sword Soul. The water in this pool is unusually cold, and the thick ice outside your body is a furnace condensed by medicinal power, and you are a sword, and this place is to raise you with medicinal power until you have a sword soul in your body. If the sword soul is not condensed in a month, it will be sent to the blood soul cave to fend for itself, and now everyone is running the blood sword duel to smelt the medicinal power and condense the sword soul.

Finally, I want to say that since you have chosen the Sword Sect, now it is the turn of the Sword Sect to choose you. The blood-robed young woman's emotionless voice resounded throughout the mountain.