Strolled in, although it was the second to last, but because there were not many people, Han Zaixin didn't wait long. Although the Sword Sect's Scripture Pavilion looked quaint and dilapidated, it was difficult to stop its high status among the Sword Sect. And this three-story building is far from what it seems. Because when Han Zaixin walked into the door of the Scripture Pavilion, he was suddenly stunned by everything in front of him.

This is a vast and boundless world, after stepping into the mottled vermilion gate, it is like a complete world, even with the sky and the sun hanging high, there are endless towering mountains in the distance, and there are white clouds floating in the sky, wandering leisurely.

Han Zaixin was standing on the top of a high mountain at this time, and as far as the eye could see, an endless mountain range was in front of him, like a map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. The sea of verdant trees was accompanied by gusts of wind, making a roar. The undulating canopy of trees resembles a sea of green.

"Is this really a Scripture Pavilion, not a Tianyu?" Han Zai looked at everything in front of him in a daze, it was so unreal. And there was no one in front of him, and the sturdy young man who had entered before didn't know where he was at this time, obviously after entering the Scripture Pavilion, everyone arrived in a different place. It's just that where it will appear and what kind of exercises it will get depends on the individual's creation.

Of course, for Han Zaixin, who entered the Aojing Pavilion for the first time, all this was extremely shocking, he never thought that the Sword Sect's Scripture Pavilion would actually look like this? It's even far more than that, because the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is a three-story building, could it be that this building actually has three small worlds? Han Zaixin had to be shocked by the generosity of his sect, and then he felt extremely proud, this is his own sect, it is so powerful.

But in an instant, he was worried again, how could he find his own exercises in such a world? You must know that although every inner disciple has a chance to choose his own exercises, there is also a time limit, that is, three hours. Because if there is no time limit, then there will always be disciples who will opportunistically find a few more exercise cheats and memorize them. This kind of thing has not happened before, there was no time limit for the Sword Sect back then, and there were disciples who were born to never forget, and memorized nearly twenty books of exercises in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but as a result, they were greedy and couldn't chew it out, and a genius disciple was almost abolished because of a few methods of fellow practitioners. As a result, the sect had to change the form of disciples' selection of exercises, not only limiting the time, but also changing the way of the exercises that were originally placed directly on the bookshelf.

All of this is considered by the top level of the Sword Sect, not only to test the disciples' selection of exercises, but also to face such a world, it is not easy to find the secret books hidden in it, which tests the observation ability of new disciples, and there are some natives in this complex world, which increases the difficulty of testing the disciples' adaptability. It can be said that through the process of selecting cheats this time, the Sword Sect can have a comprehensive investigation of the newly promoted inner disciples.

Just like at this time, Han Zaixin looked at the vast forest sea below, and did not go down the mountain for the first time, but observed it first, the endless mountains and valleys, but it could not make Han Zaixin's vision completely blocked, and the thin true yuan was moved into his eyes, and suddenly his vision became extremely keen, like a pair of eagle falcon eyes, through the gaps between the branches and leaves of those trees, Han Zaixin observed the traces of people moving below. These people didn't seem to be cultivators, they were wrapped in beast robes and armed with sticks, chasing and intercepting a fierce beast among the mountains. Not far behind the group of natives was a small village, with dozens of simple wooden houses, and a group of women and children watching in front of the village, apparently the fierce beast threatened their village, and the war broke out.

"Woo Woo Lulu......" A tall savage stood on a huge bluestone, his mouth shouted loudly, under his shout, a group of primitive people dressed in animal robes held wooden sticks, stones, fearless to death towards a beast several feet high launched a charge, this beast is like an elephant, but covered with hair like steel needles, a huge elephant trunk hangs in front of a big face, like a flexible tentacle about three feet long. And the thick body is like a wall, and the natives are like insignificant ants.

The proboscis shook slightly, and immediately threw the two natives out directly, flying nearly ten feet away, and then fell to the ground and splashed a dead branch and leaves. After the two of them landed, they immediately spat blood from their mouths, and they didn't see that they were alive!

"Evil obstacles, you dare to kill someone!" Han Zaixin suddenly flashed a trace of anger in his eyes, although these natives seemed to be uncivilized barbarians, but after all, they were people, and Han Zaixin inevitably stood on their side. Suddenly, he jumped down from the top of the high mountain, and the sky-blue robe on his whole body smashed down directly like a meteor with a violent wind sound. In mid-air, he held the hilt of the long sword in one hand, and the long sword was like snow, cutting through a snowy match. Like the Milky Way descending from the sky, and like a goshawk swooping, the whole person is like a big bird, swooping down in the sky, stepping on the tall treetops, a few feet away. The peaks hundreds of zhang high fell to the bottom in just a few dozen breaths at his feet.

The long sword is like snow, stabbing straight down, without the slightest fancy, only with the help of the earth's gravity after the faster and faster speed, the whole person really turned into a meteor, directly towards the giant elephant that has been behemoth, the sky blue robe turned into a dark blue streamer at this moment, the long sword swept straight forward, unstoppable, and in an instant, it directly penetrated the giant elephant like a city wall-like body. Suddenly, a bright red pillar of blood rose straight into the sky, rushing up to the ten-zhang high sky, and frightened the birds that passed in the air and fled far away.

Rescuing this group of natives from under the trunk of the giant elephant, the anger in Han Zaixin's heart dissipated a little, this kind of anger was not accumulated by his own killing, but the nameless fire that inexplicably appeared in his heart after witnessing this group of natives being slaughtered by a beast just now.

This is also a test, and it is the state of mind of the disciples. Because as a monk, cultivation is equal to cultivating the mind, and all this is a test for new disciples, and from this choice, they can see what the mind of these disciples is. As a human being, we must have an inner bottom line, and when faced with a choice, make a choice that follows our heart, from which we can see the essence of a person, some people have given up the most basic bottom line of ethics as a person because of the pursuit of strength, and regard those ordinary people as ants, and some people will always stick to the moral bottom line as a person. And what the Sword Sect wants to choose is the kind of teenager whose blood is not cold in his heart to cultivate, and the mystery in it is not enough for outsiders.

Just like Han Zaixin at this time, every disciple will be recorded at the first step of stepping into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which will become their assessment results, and then the final harvest will be completely different.

Han Zaixin killed the mammoth giant elephant, and then the whole person suddenly felt a burst of collapse, jumped down from the sky, and then used the gravitational potential energy to burst out with all his strength, directly killing the mammoth with one sword, and also depleting the meager true yuan in his body.

At this moment, the group of natives surrounded step by step, and then under the leadership of the sturdy native, a group of natives all knelt in front of Han Zaixin, and shouted even more in their mouths, and then began to bow down.

"Get up!" Han Zaixin used the technique of breathing and breathing, recovered some true yuan, and suddenly waved his hands, returned the long sword to the sheath and said.

"Woo la la lulu ......" The sturdy natives knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing, and kept shouting, but Han Zaixin couldn't understand a word, but the next action of the group of natives made Han Zaixin know their intentions. I saw the natives kneeling on the ground at this moment kneeling on the ground and parting to the sides, revealing a piece in the middle, facing their village, apparently asking him to go to their village.

Han Zaixin didn't say much, and strode directly towards their village, and the group of natives also got up quickly after Han Zaixin walked by, and followed him step by step. Han Zaixin strode towards the indigenous village without the slightest concern, he could feel that this group of natives did not have the slightest malice, as a monk, although the cultivation is not profound, but he also has his own shallow spiritual sense, and the attitude towards this group of natives who do not have the slightest cultivation can still be felt.

It didn't take long for him to come to this group of indigenous villages, a small village, surrounded only by a simple fence, and dozens of wooden houses nestled among the mountains and forests, which looked shabby and even shabby. But in the middle of this village, there is a stone tower, not high, only a little height of nearly a zhang, the stone tower is divided into three layers, it looks very simple, and even there are pieces of moss on the tower body, which looks very mottled. But at this moment, it attracted Han Zaixin's attention. He activated the trace of the newly recovered true yuan in his body, and suddenly approached one step at a time, and came to the edge of the stone tower in three or two steps.

His eyes were pleasantly surprised, because on this stone tower, a mark of the Sword Sect was deeply carved into the body of the stone tower, covered with patches of moss, and only the slightest trace of it was slightly revealed. The stone tower has no door, not even the slightest gap, it is like a natural thing, but Han Zaixin knows that this must be something left by the Sword Sect to store the secret books of the sect, but it requires a specific method to open this stone tower.

Han Zaixin put the last trace of true yuan in his body into the sword sect symbol on the stone tower, and suddenly the stone tower bloomed with a trace of light, and wisps of sword light bloomed, forming a small sword lotus, in the center of this sword lotus, a small jade slip was supported by the sword qi, and then slowly came to Han Zaixin's body.

"Exercises!" Han Zaixin was suddenly overjoyed, he didn't expect to get the inheritance of the exercises so easily, he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade slip, then turned around and nodded slightly at the group of natives, and jumped on the top of the canopy on the side, and then flashed towards the distance. Now that you have obtained the exercises, you will not stay any longer.

When it was far away, Han Zaixin pressed the jade slip to the center of his eyebrows, and the spiritual consciousness in the sea of consciousness was introduced into it, peeking at the exercises in it, and suddenly three big characters appeared in his sea of knowledge: "Mixed Yuan Jue"