The Black Stone City in the Northern Wilderness and the Lingyun Sect in the Southern Wilderness are far apart. It takes Zhao Feiyan to fly with Chen Mu on the sword, which takes more than half a month.

Chen Mu relied on Zhao Feiyan's long legs, and he did not waste time on the road. He has been refining the demon pills these days using Nirvana breathing method.

Zhao Feiyan envied Chen Mu's talent very much. During the journey, she broke through to the middle stage of the fifth-grade sword quartz. She felt that he could become the sword king in at most two or three years.

"Chen Mu."

"We're almost here."

Zhao Feiyan reminded Chen Mu.

The distance was filled with clouds and mist, and Chen Mu saw the blurry outline of Lingyun Sect, and the surrounding spiritual energy was rich.

When approaching Lingyun Sect, Chen Mu saw countless palaces and pavilions, and islands floating in the air. Many of the mountains had disciples practicing swords.

Zhao Feiyan took Chen Mu to land outside the mountain gate of Lingyun Sect, with exquisitely carved white jade arches behind them, with three thousand steps of bluestone steps, and only two outer disciples were on duty here.

"Senior Sister!"

Two outer disciples said respectfully.

Zhao Feiyan nodded slightly and chuckled, "There is the Lingyun Ladder in front and the square above. The annual junior assessment starts here. This year's assessment is probably just over."

"Do I need an assessment?"

Chen Mu asked, looking around, his fiancée didn't come out to greet her.

Zhao Feiyan said in a deep voice: "Of course you don't need an assessment, but you can try it."

"The first item is mountain climbing. Passing through the Lingyun Ladder during the time of a incense stick, the wind is strong in the mountains, and a incense stick is about ten minutes."

There are three thousand steps of Lingyun Ladder, and half of the juniors can be eliminated every year. This is the easiest project and the most eliminated project.

"Go directly to the final project." Zhao Feiyan took Chen Mu up the Lingyun Ladder. This project was not challenging for Jian Hou.

Top of the Snow Mountain.

Jiang Fuxian stared at Chen Mu with beautiful eyes.

Her silver hair is fluttering, her snow-colored dress is rolling, and her peerless fairy face is smiling.

Zhao Feiyan and Chen Mu came to the square.

"The white jade stele can measure the roots and bones, which is more accurate than your Black Stone City."

Zhao Feiyan knew that the master would not accept Chen Mu as her disciple, so she wanted him to pass the test and attract the attention of other strong men in the sect.

She wanted to help Chen Mu find a good master.

At this time, there were only a few outer disciples in the square, all cleaning nearby.

Chen Mu came to the white jade stele, and an outer disciple came forward to stop him and said, "Senior sister, the elder said that the ancient stele cannot be used without authorization."

This kind of white jade stele that can measure the root and bone is very precious and can only be used during the sect's assessment. It is usually prohibited for juniors to use it privately.

Zhao Feiyan said coldly: "I will be responsible for something happening, Chen Mu, please go and test it."

The outer disciples dared not stop them. Zhao Feiyan was the direct disciple of the sect leader, and her words were more effective than many elders.

Chen Mu put his hand on the stone tablet, and then the stone tablet vibrated, releasing a dazzling light.

Boom!

The stone tablet liberated a brilliant pillar of light, piercing the clouds in the sky, and the entire Lingyun Sect looked at the outrageous pillar of light.

It was not until Chen Mu took back that the dazzling beam of light slowly dissipated. Although Zhao Feiyan was prepared for a long time, she was still shocked.

Countless Lingyun Sect disciples rushed to the square, and the first one to arrive was the strong sect, one of which was an old man exclaimed: "It's the best root bone!"

"There was no such vision in the best root bones before, so this junior is not simple."

"No wonder Zhao Feiyan hasn't seen her recently, she actually brought back the peerless genius outside."

The burly middle-aged man stepped forward and said with a strong voice: "Boy, what are your name?"

Chen Mu felt particularly strong pressure. The strong man in front of him should be the strong Sword Emperor, with a wide sword behind him.

Zhao Feiyan said respectfully: "Uncle Lu, his name is Chen Mu, and now he is almost five years old."

"At the age of five, it looks no different from a ten-year-old child. It is very suitable for practicing my barbarian sword."

Lu Qingshan looked at Chen Mu, and Fang Zheng said enthusiastically: "Chen Mu, are you interested in practicing with me? I am a powerful sword emperor."

"Qingshan, you can go a little further. Can your bad swordsman teach the best genius?" said a tall and thin old man in a green robe.

"Li Qingliu, what do you mean?"

"No other meaning, Chen Mu, if you practice with me, I can teach you a lot."

Chen Mu did not answer.

They looked very powerful, but none of them met the standard of Chen Mu's apprenticeship.

There are many disciples of Lingyun Sect around them, and they are talking, "The best root and bone, I wonder whose disciples will be the end?"

Even the inner disciples who were in seclusion came to the square, and they were all alarmed by Chen Mu, "It seems that we will have a strong enemy in the future."

"Ahem!"

A cold cough sounded.

No one dares to discuss it.

The tall fairy in red dress appeared in the square. She had an exquisite oval face, loose red hair, flame patterns between her eyebrows, and a powerful Qi field all over her body.

She said coldly: "You dare to rob the genius brought back by Fei Yan?"

The strong men of the sect were silent one after another, and it can be seen that they were very afraid of the fairy in the red skirt.

"Fai Yan, your master wants to accept disciples?"

"Uncle Qin, Master is not going to accept disciples."

Upon hearing this, the strong men of Lingyun Sect around them all had ideas about Chen Mu.

Qin Nishang came to Chen Mu. She squatted down with interest, pinched Chen Mu's chin with slender fingers, and looked at it carefully.

Qin Nishang said in a cold voice: "You senior sister doesn't want this kind of peerless genius?"

Chen Mu was pinching his chin by Qin Nishang, and he felt a little unhappy, but the powerful Qi field made him dare not speak.

Qin Nishang in front of him was much stronger than Lu Qingshan and Li Qingliu. Zhao Feiyan smiled and said, "Chen Mu, Uncle Qin is the peak of the Sword Emperor. You can learn a lot with her."

Chen Mu murmured in his heart: "I will follow Qin Nishang, and Jiang Fuxian will not become my uncle. This kind of deal is not cost-effective."

"Would you like to follow me?"

Qin Nishang pinched Chen Mu's chin.

Chen Mu smiled and said, "Thank you Sister Fairy for your kindness, let me consider it again."

Sister Fairy?

A smile appeared on Qin Nishang's face.

Zhao Feiyan had a dark face and thought to herself that Chen Mu would definitely shout this to everyone. After getting familiar with her, she never used such a title again.

The beautiful figure of Youdao landed in the square, all the powerful sects around bowed and the disciples of the sect half-kneeled to salute.

"Have you met the sect leader!"

Qin Nishang did not salute, she smiled and stood up, wonderingly: "Senior Sister, are you really not going to want such a peerless genius?"

If Jiang Fuxian wanted it, Qin Nishang would naturally not be able to touch it, but if Jiang Fuxian didn't want it, no one would dare to compete with Qin Nishang.

Jiang Fuxian said Qingyou: "Little junior sister, uncle decided to accept Chen Mu as his disciple."

Qin Nishang said in shock: "Master wants to accept disciples? Why haven't you mentioned it to me?"

"Uncle Master has his arrangements."

“…”

All the powerful sects around were shocked.

Jiang Fuxian’s uncle is Qin Nishang’s master, Sword Saint Su Min, and the Supreme Elder of Lingyun Sect, who has been in seclusion for thousands of years.

Even Zhao Feiyan had wide eyes. She thought Chen Muhui was her junior brother, but she didn't expect to become a junior uncle in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Feiyan was a little confused. When she thought of calling Uncle Chen Mu in the future, she got goosebumps.

Qin Nishang left with her sleeves.

She had some regrets in her eyes.

Jiang Fuxian looked at Chen Mu with a gentle face and said quietly: "Fai Yan, you can arrange a place for Chen Mu to rest."

"The ceremony of entry into the sect will be held in three days, and the uncle of the master will come forward to accept you as his disciple."

"Thank you, Sister Fairy."

"Call me senior sister from now on."

Chen Mu nodded and murmured in his heart: "Call you call your wife in the future."
To be continued...