Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation Chapter 518: The death knell

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The next day, Wu Zhankui came to Jiang Xiu as scheduled, and went to the assessment site to participate in the Inner Sect assessment. "We are here to conduct the Inner Sect Disciple assessment."

"Go in!"

The disciples at the door lazily filled in their information and went in.

"Remember to line up!"

When they came in, there were already more than a dozen people waiting in line. Among all the disciples, Inner Sect Disciple is actually the largest number, and the outside disciples are relatively few, and the least are the true disciples, of course. .

You can see the sky at the far end, the white clouds are flowing, and you can see a huge sky clock with a faint golden light. Because the clock is far away, the height does not know the geometry, but the geometry is deep, and it feels very heavy.

Jiang Xiu is life reading, he has experienced all these.

Although he was directly accepted as a true disciple at the time, Master let him follow the path of ordinary disciples, and his purpose was to hone him.

The Sky Bell is the first test for promotion to Inner Sect Disciple.

The huge sky bells in the clouds are so incapable of prying into the whole picture. A grey-haired old man stands below, as small as a ants in a tall building. He carefully looked at the first disciple who came forward to assess.

"No matter how long you have been in, what is the state of the world, cultivation base Geometry, after standing online, using the spell to send power, can not ring the sky clock, you are not eligible to become Inner Sect Disciple, there is only one chance, no, then wait five Years. "

After finishing, he took the registration materials given to him by the disciples on the edge: "Go ahead, one, Wu Zichang!"

A young man in a Jinyi and Huafu came out. The outer disciples are the lowest disciples of Zongmen, but they are also a group full of hope. They are the future of Zongmen.

I saw his eyes flashing, the spells in his mouth kept spitting out, and the roaring sound of the mantra turned into light sand and rushed towards the sky clock.

The sky bell is still.

"Failed, next!"

The face of Wu Zichang's disciple immediately collapsed, and he retreated to the side in despair, and all the servants who accompanied him were sorry.

The second person came up and asked, "Do you use the sword skill together?"

The assessment old man pondered for a while, and he nodded softly in his heart and said, "Yes!"

Wu Zichang said excitedly, "Why can't I?"

The old man said: "Your sword skill cultivation base is too low, and ringing the bell with a sword is much better than ringing the bell with sound. Even if I let you use the sword, there will be no improvement, of course I can give you a chance If you are unsuccessful, cancel the opportunity five years later, and you will have to wait until ten years later for the assessment. "

This old man also had a temper tantrum when he was young, but as he got older, he became more and more forgiving towards the disciples under his door. Zongmen stipulated that the mantra sound must ring the sky clock, he lowered it. Claim.

In fact, this kind of assessment, even if it passes?

Many high-rise buildings, the bumpy people who walked in the early days, the road behind them is even more impossible.

"That disciple will come again after five years."

Wu Zichang was scared away by the old man's words.

"Cut the Immortal Sword!"

Shoot, the second disciple rises into the sky, the long sword in his hand is chopped towards the far end of the sky clock, the sharp sword awn disappears at the far end, and the sword awn instantly extends to a length of 100 meters, heavy Cut above the sky clock.

The sky bell is still.

"Failed, unqualified, next ..."

The old man shook his head and looked very disappointed. The disciple who came to the registration could n’t even pass the first level, and the two brothers did n’t pass the level. The atmosphere in the assessment hall suddenly changed and became a little nervous. Some dignified.

"What's going on?"

"How big and how heavy is this sky clock, even the immortal sword cannot be cut."

Wu Zhankui's complexion turned dignified.

"It's miserable, I don't think I can pass it ..."

Jiang Xiu is indifferent and natural, and it is not the problem of sword tactics to ring the bell, but the problem of people. The sword tactics are performed by people after all. Although the man had a big skill|effort on the sword immortal, but the sword repair realm was too Low, the power is too small, and as the old man said, bells can't be sounded by a violent attack, it is more afraid of the endless accumulation of power, like the waves .

In fact, using the spell is the first choice! Moreover, it can also assess how well the disciples are doing their spells.

"Failed ..."

"Failed ..."

Jiang Xiu's servants are also watching outside, Xiaoyue said: "The assessment is so difficult, can the son pass it?"

The position of Inner Sect children is much higher than the children outside. Although they are still staying under third peak, if they are servants of Inner Sect Disciple, they feel that they are superior when they go out. They have talked about the servants of Inner Sect children. Overhead.

"Next, Tan Taxue!"

Is a young girl, looks far less than Shangguan Zhaorong, but although young, she is very calm, and her eyes are shining with confidence.

"Start!"

The girl salutes the old man slightly, and then stands still, holding a lotus shape, spitting inexplicable spells in her mouth, and the sound of the mantra is quite a powerful feeling.

There is a saying on earth that music comes from aliens, because every country in the world, and all are the same high octave, are universal, and the spell is also a kind of sound wave It can make people feel the power contained in the mantra. This mouth is very different from those before.

The force that seemed to be substantial rushed out.

Ding!

The sound is not loud, and it can even be said to be inaudible, but the old man smiled and said: "Qualified!"

Wow!

There was a sudden uproar in the field, and I finally saw a pass.

"Hoo!"

The girl gave a sigh of relief, and the sound was not even heard by her, but the old man said that she was qualified. Of course she knew that the old man would never intentionally favoritism, it should be loud, and she could feel her curse hit On the clock.

"Next, Wu Zhankui!"

Finally arrived at them.

Ma Dong did n’t expect that Lu Changkong would call him again to ask about Jiang Xiu's. For this reason, Ma Dong also ran to the law enforcement hall and asked the brother who held Shaman for nothing. He did n’t get much. I heard Jiang Xiu today. When he came out, he came to participate in the Inner Sect assessment, and he encouraged Xiao Wuchen to watch it together, mainly because he wanted to make trouble. If Jiang Xiu entered Inner Sect again, then he would sit down with him.

"Brother Wuchen, that kid ’s knife is a bit interesting. If he wants to use the knife later, you have to stop it. This is what Elder Lu meant ..." Lu Changkong just made him pay attention to Jiang Xiu's ’s actions, what else That's right, Ma Dong took the chicken feather as a arrow.

"Relax, this kid ca n’t enter Inner Sect."

Wu Zhankui came to the line anxiously, and his hand turned into a cloud of black smoke. Between his dancing hands, he suddenly rushed out, forming a huge fist and slamming towards Tianzhong.

Spells and sword tactics are all right. Boxing is his housekeeping skill.

"Luo Yan Shen Quan!"

"Sound me!"

The fist hit the sky clock, and the smoke cloud stirred.

"Failed ..."

Wu Zhankui showed up, and his face was depressed, and his servants also bowed their heads.

"Hahaha ..."

Someone laughed, it was Xiao Wuchen. He could see that so many people belonged to this most rogue, and directly turned into a fist and rushed past, which is equivalent to crossing the line, but even so did not knock. Ring the sky clock.

Looking at Wu Zhankui's unreasonable appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

"Next, Jiang Xiu!"

Finally, the old man shouted the name Jiang Xiu's. Although he was a newcomer, it was terrible. He kicked the elder ’s son off the cliff on the first day and went to jail the next day. He was already a legend.

"Jiang Xiu, which is Jiang Xiu ..."

I saw a man as handsome as a **** and walked out at will.

"It really is SB!"

Ma Dong shouted anxiously and said: "Examination elder, I remind you that this kid is a thorn, if you do it, you will cheat, you can't let him use a knife ..."

"Yes, yes ..."

Li Qiang and Shanguan Zhaorong on the side are anxious. Shangguan Zhaorong secretly said that these people are too abominable. The son is a knife repairer. Why ca n’t he use a knife? Is it bullying?

"My son will use a knife, others use the best."

"That's it!"

Xiaoyue tears are coming out. Why do these people aim at the son, is it because they are new?

When the old man saw Jiang Xiu, there was a trace of displeasure on his face, willing to be without him, too thorny, no teacher likes naughty students, he said: "It is forbidden to use knives, and do n’t think about cheating. , Not to mention the open crossing of the line like the one in front of you, but the sky clock still does not ring. "

Jiang Xiu squinted him coldly, and at the beginning, the first Divine Mark on his arm suddenly burst into a strong light, Jiang Xiu long hair fluttered up, already howling, strong eyes flashing Non-stop, his mouth issued a mantra that shook the world, and the world said the first time: "竑!"

At the moment when the voice was resounding, the sky clock burst for a while.

Boom!

The sky clock exploded, shaking the sky and the sky, and a strong sound wave came over. All the disciples around were shocked and flew out, sounding thousands of miles, resounding throughout Heaven Treading Sect.

"I'm going!"

"Heaven, Tianzhong was shocked by his curse."

"Abnormal!"

Jiang Xiu's's eyes are cold, Ji Daozong is the death knell of this senior for you, this senior is back.