When Qingyu woke up, his head was in pain, he held on to the bed, his whole body hurt for a while, and he had to lie down with his teeth grinned.

His left eye was closed, and no matter how hard he tried to open it, it would be useless, and he felt fear in his heart that he had become a one-eyed dragon.

Reluctantly calmed himself, the second uncle said that when you are in an unknown place, the first thing you do is to observe your surroundings.

This is in a room, at first glance, it is similar to those restaurant guys' rooms, there is no gorgeous decoration, if it is different, it has an extra bookshelf here, although the bookshelf is empty, but there is a long sword hanging on its left side, which makes this room look simple but mighty.

He frowned, where was this, what was going on, and when he was puzzled, the door opened.

The sturdy Elder Wang walked in, "Oh, okay, that's it." He saw Qing Yu who was looking at him with his head tilted, and said with a smile, "Na, your disciple order." ”

As he spoke, he threw a rectangular token that looked like a bronze palm into Qingyu's bed, "You are now my registered disciple, so this is the bronze order of the registered disciple." ”

Qingyu touched the token with his right hand and took it in his hand.

"Speaking of which, in fact, this is the first time that the old man has accepted disciples. Elder Wang seemed to be a little embarrassed and turned his head away, pointing his finger at the sword on the wall, "This blue-patterned sword is a gift from the old man to you, although it is not a peerless divine weapon, it can also be said to be sharpened like clay." There seemed to be a hint of nostalgia in the elder's eyes.

Then Elder Wang said a lot to Qingyu, basically just don't worry, take care of your injuries and so on.

After he left, Qingyu completely understood that he should have passed the test, and he had a cheap master for no reason.

From then on, the daily meals were delivered by someone, much better than when I ate in the restaurant, and the injury recovered quickly, but the cheap master never came again, and he may forget himself, Qingyu laughed at himself in his heart.

It wasn't until one day, when he was able to walk and do things normally, that Elder Wang came over.

He came over to look at Qingyu, with a smile on his face, and said, "The body is recovering well, so fast, it seems that the martial arts foundation is good." ”

Qingyu didn't understand, and said, "Master, what are you talking about? I don't know martial arts at all." ”

Elder Wang put away the smile on his face, and said more seriously, "You don't need to argue, Dai Yi's apprenticeship is not a big deal, and there are a lot of them in the door, but if you are a spy sent by another faction, hum!"

Just the strength of the hum made Qingyu take a few steps back, and Qingyu wanted to say something, but he interrupted him again.

"However, the old man sees that you are a manufacturable material, and your perseverance and strength are good, so I accepted you as a disciple," he said as he took out a book, "I don't care what you were before, it doesn't matter if you are from another sect, or if you are really Yang Fugui's nephew, since you have entered my Xuanjue Sect and have also come under the hands of my Wang, then you have to sincerely contribute to my sect." ”

He threw down a book with two big words written on it, "Door Rules".

"Read it carefully, if you really want to join my sect, I will naturally welcome you, and when your injuries are all healed, I will pass on your martial arts. Elder Wang flicked his sleeves and left.

Qingyu was still there for a long time, smiling bitterly, "What's going on?"

I had no choice but to read this book, and fortunately, I learned some words from Mr. Chen at that time, so I could barely understand this book.

The days of recuperation were extremely boring, and he was about to memorize the door rules, if it weren't for the fact that there were people watching everywhere, he would have slipped out to play. He was relieved that his left eye was actually able to move normally the next day.

The rules in his hand have been circulated for too long, from the establishment of the Xuanjue Gate to the present, it must be three or four hundred years, after the continuous copying of later generations, it is said that it has never been modified.

Now there are not many sects like the Xuanjue Sect that can completely pass on the things of their ancestors, no wonder it is so powerful.

After a few more days, the injuries on his body were almost healed, and Elder Wang had come to look for him.

"Qingyu, how are you thinking about it? With your qualifications and potential, in our Xuanjue Sect, you will definitely not be worse than the old man in the future. He still thought that Qingyu was from another faction.

Since Qing Yu left home, he has become more and more sensitive to people and things, and he can feel that what Elder Wang said this time is definitely the truth, not a trap.

Qingyu was thinking about the solution in his heart, Qingyu was not a stupid child, he was lying in bed for a while, he thought about a lot of things, the most critical of which was that he found that every time he encountered something strange, or suddenly fainted, and then something happened that he couldn't do with himself, it was related to his left eye, and his left eye was itchy for a while, and then he didn't know it.

What he thought was that if he told Elder Wang or others about this kind of thing, he would probably be considered a psychopath, and then he would also be driven out of the Xuanjue Sect.

Simply, don't do it and don't do it again.

He knelt on the ground with a "plop", "Elder Wang, no, master!" He kowtowed three times and bowed his head to him as a disciple.

Elder Wang laughed, "Okay, good, hurry up." ”

Qing Yu got up, and Elder Wang handed over another iron token with the word "Gong" engraved on it.

"This is the token of my Xigong Hall, I am the first elder of this hall, and a hundred schools of thought are scattered - Wang Kun. If there is anything in the future, report my name. Wang Kun took out a map from his arms, "This is a map of my Xigong Peak, and I will wander around the peak more if I have nothing to do in the future, and I will be familiar with it." ”

Qingyu nodded obediently, stood aside, and hung the token on the belt on his right.

Elder Wang nodded, "I practice the Gong Hall, although the name is not as loud as the names of the other halls, but the masters are the most, because we are in charge of the disciple assessment and various martial arts secrets, so there are many disciples, and there are many masters." ”

He spread out the map, pointed to a building drawn on it, and said: "This is the Zangjing Pavilion, which contains all the martial arts, mental methods, light skills, etc. of the sect, you can often go there to see it in the future." ”

He also gave the map to Qingyu, "You, take a good rest for another day, or go to the mountain, don't go out of the peak, tomorrow at three o'clock, go to the practice room marked on the map to find me." With that, he waved his hand and left.

After Qing Yu saw him leave, he stayed in the room for half a month, and he wanted to go out for a walk, so he sorted out his appearance, closed the door, and left.

He changed into a newly-haired satin shirt, with two tokens on his right waist, and a blue-patterned sword on his left waist, and the whole person also looked spirited.

With a map in hand, you can look at the buildings around you by comparing it as you walk.

Finally, he walked to the front of a three-story building, "Here we are, the practice room." ”

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