Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 12: Zongmen Wonderland


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That graceful **** figure undoubtedly attracts everyone’s attention. A beauty, especially a powerful beauty, can stimulate men’s desire to conquer even more, so at this moment, most men’s hearts are Thinking of strange emotions.

When the enchanting girl broke through to the 800th floor, she couldn't help sweating, and she didn't have such a relaxed appearance. The movements of the two white and tender lotus arms were already stiff.

But no matter what, this girl is undoubtedly the first of this group of disciples, and even if the proud people like Bai Zimo and Mu Zijun are disdainful on the surface, she has to admit the strength of this woman in her heart. .

With a chuckling, Xuantian Shura seemed to be very happy at this time. His indifferent and dull face did not match his usual expression, and the frequency of touching his long beard with his right hand became faster because he was in a good mood.

"Let’s go, this girl can’t finish all the steps. Three years later, wait for the disciple to enter the inner door, but Wu Tianshan, you have to practice hard. Don’t be surpassed by others, then you will lose it. Your master’s face, haha."

Wu Tianshan looked embarrassed, the corners of his mouth turned helpless, his hands and feet helplessly scratched his long hair, and then pretending to be relaxed, followed by a light smile.

"Hey Master, you and my master have practiced together for hundreds of years, why my master has accepted several apprentices, you still have no descendants, because the way you smile now is much better than your usual sturdy face Haha."

"Smelly boy. I think you are itchy recently, or let's practice." Xuantian Xiuluo suddenly became angry and cursed.

"Uncle Master, I'll go first and go back to practice." When the last word was finished, Wu Tianshan had already rolled up a yellow sword light, like silk with a little light curtain, and flashed away. , A few breaths gradually disappeared.

When Wu Tianshan left, Xuantian Shura's original chuckle expression gradually became lonely. After many years of loneliness, I didn't want to be like this, but there was always a hurdle in my heart.

Sighed lightly, looked back at this group of disciples, and then without blinking, ripples appeared in the space around his body, like boiling water, and Xuantian Shura disappeared in an instant. Xuantian Shura is pleased that this year's group of disciples.

On Qitian Road, when the enchanting girl's last bit of spiritual power disappeared, that is, when she stopped, until this moment, the trial is completely over. Everyone has a different taste in his heart. When the enchanting girl moves again When it was unfavorable, Coach Zhou was driving the flying sword, and he circled, and he came to the top of everyone's heads, and at the same time, the loud voice spread.

"The trial was over, the last 86 people passed, and all the people below the 300th floor were eliminated. Congratulations on the rest that you officially became a member of the Xuantian Sword Sect. From then on, the Xuantian Sword Sect is In your home, the purpose of our Xuantian Sword Sect is not to bully the weak based on strength, but when others bully you, the whole school is your backing."

The faint smile on Coach Zhou’s face expresses his affirmation of this group of disciples. For a person like him who is cold outside and warm inside, seeing that his disciples’ literacy is much better than the previous two times, I feel nothing in my heart. Not equally happy.

The words were full of passion and blood, which made the automatic old man leave, and Zhao Jiuge, who has been wandering outside, has a strong sense of belonging. At this moment, he is proud of this school, and at this moment, he also decided to bloom for this school. Shine out your own residual heat.

But for those who have not passed dozens of figures, there is no blood at all, but the chill of falling into an ice cave.

The faces of those who could not accept this fact were dull, their lips opened and closed gently, full of helplessness.

And those radical teenagers have already blushed and screamed, just because of their unwillingness in their hearts. If you want to know that if you miss this entry, you will have to wait until ten years later, and the next ten years, you will be early I have already missed the selection conditions for entry, which makes these young people who have experienced the wonder of cultivation and how the strength brings pleasure can accept this fact.

"Huh, the selection conditions of any school are so demanding, and the Yuehua Academy does not have so many conditions."

"If you don’t stay here, stay where you are free, don’t believe there is no place to take me!"

"Whether Zhou coaches can be accommodating, even just being an outside disciple."

For a time, the atmosphere, anger, or begging voice came. Looking at the expressions on the faces of the eliminated disciples, Zhao Jiuge felt a little touched in his heart. If it wasn't for the inheritance left by Ye Wuyou by chance, Maybe he will be like them, and the scene when facing elimination will be like this.

The corners of the mouth laughed at himself. Perhaps, it’s not Ye Wuyou, I can’t even touch this road, I’ve already fled into the mountains, or are still living now, let alone know Susu Up.

Huh.

An anger hummed from Zhou's coach's nose, and these disciples couldn't help but shudder, and the temperature seemed to drop a few words.

"Who dares to insult Xuantian Jianmen, no matter who you are, don't think about going down this mountain anymore." The voice was filled with sword intent and was full of murderous aura. .

Afterwards, Zhou coached his sleeves and waved his sleeves, and did not continue to speak, but he recovered the cold expression again. After Zhou coached, dozens of disciples behind him took those dozens of figures in a few breaths. Rolled up, rolled up the flying sword, there is no nonsense, the wind is blowing, and the eliminated disciples are brought down the mountain, perhaps this is the last time they have come to the Xuantian Mountain Range.

Staring at those people leaving with cold expressions, Coach Zhou turned his head and looked at the remaining 80 figures with a serious face.

"From now on, no matter what your family background or where you were born, if you enter my Xuantian Sword Gate, you must abide by the rules of the Xuantian Sword Gate, and wait until you will go up to the top of the mountain and receive your clothes. And allocating rooms, I only give you time for a stick of incense, and then all come out to gather and tell you about my Xuantian Sword Gate."

Xuantianfeng.

It's not just a mountain, but a group of mountain peaks. The three veins of the Xuantian Sword Gate separate thousands of peaks in the Xuantian Mountain Range, and the disciples who just started can only move on those two or three peaks. It was just an outer disciple, not to mention going to the forbidden grounds of the Xuantian Sword Gate.

At the top of the mountain at this time.

Zhao Jiuge was looking around with a shocked look. This scene completely shocked Zhao Jiuge. Originally thought that the day after entering the building, to the day after tomorrow, Zhao Jiuge always thought that the Xuantian Sword Gate was like this, until this time wrong.

At the top of the mountain, it is naturally extremely high, with white clouds fluttering all around. At this moment, the white cotton-like clouds are emerging around the feet, and in the line of sight, these mountains are connected to each other, and they are densely packed. There are hundreds.

But that’s not even counted, because each mountain peak has not only weird plants, but also extraordinary buildings. Some hilltops and mountains are all simple and solemn buildings, and there is a mountain in the distance. Outstanding, special high-level party.

There is a chain connection between each mountain peak as in the previous trial. Above the white cloud sea of ​​the mountain, only the peaks of the mountain top are exposed, like floating islands. It's so spectacular.

At this time, the sun was already angry, and the falling golden sunlight gave the fairyland a golden layer, sparkling.

The sea of ​​clouds like tigers and dragons and those primitive and atmospheric buildings constitute this majestic and extraordinary atmosphere, and the hills floating in the air are ubiquitous and full of rich aura.

Zhao Jiuge's heart is shocked, is this fairyland, how beautiful, everything is so full of dreamlike colors.

Looking at the surroundings, not only Zhao Jiuge but also the people who went up the mountain were drunk.

A gust of mountain wind blows away the floating sea of ​​clouds, blows away the dense trees and flowers, and also blows up Zhao Jiuge who is intoxicated. At this time, he found a huge irregular stone beside him with mottled spots. The four simple characters, Xuantian Jianmen.

The four characters seem to be crossed by a sword, full of vicissitudes, as if to witness the ups and downs of the Xuantian Sword Gate and the changes in the sacred fields.

This is a sect, the background of a holy land, even if it falls to the end, it still makes people dare not to look down on it. Back then, the ancestor of the Xuantian Sword Sect, the old man Xuantian, soared in one fell swoop, and then occupied this piece of spiritual power and environment. Beautiful place. These four characters were carved with sword intent by the old man Xuantian at that time.

And these thousands of peaks seem to be unremarkable, but they are arranged with a large formation, and each peak is combined, so that it can continue to be passed on even when the Xuantian Sword Sect is down. This is all Xuantian. After the old man flew up, he was left with the school he created.

As for the buildings and exotic plants on each mountain peak, as well as the flora and fauna surrounded by mountains, they are all created through the construction of descendants and thousands of years of reproduction.

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge understood that the night cold water pool, why the pink palace-dressed woman and the Prajna would look at themselves like an ant, presumably with that temperament, they were also born into the famous school.

At this moment, Zhao Jiuge is also firm in his determination to practice well in this Xuantian Sword Gate. When he is strong, that is, when he wants to meet Prajna, he will use his strength to find himself. Zhao Jiuge knew that he was one step closer to that day when he saw the scene before him.

The misty and vast scenery is still in my heart, and I can't calm down for a long time, and at the same time, there is the figure that keeps myself calm.

The loud shout of a disciple in a blue sword robe awakened these young people who were immersed in the environment.

"Come in line to register and pick up things!"

I saw a young man with a slender body and a horse face, shouting lazily there. For this young man who came to the Xuantian Swords more than ten years ago, he stayed at the outer door and did not enter the inside. He had learned advanced swordsmanship, and he didn't have any fighting spirit. He could only be a monk and hit the clock for a day.

Thinking about the Xuantian Swords at the beginning of the year, is he not similar to these new disciples, but time can change everything, obliterate his firm heart, and let those own goals and dreams disappear.

Looking at the fiery and excited eyes of the young people who started today, the Ma Lian youth just smiled faintly before turning around and leading them away. He was used to seeing this scene, and he didn't even bother to say a word.


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