Three months later, Qingfeng Mountains.

Qingfeng Mountains are located in the west, far from the Central Plains. The mountains are rolling and undulating, composed of twelve peaks, each towering into the clouds, with strange peaks and rocks in the mountains, and flowing springs everywhere, with clouds and mists in the mountains, like a fairyland on earth.

The Holy Sword Sect is located in the Qingfeng Mountains. Although this sect is not as influential as that of some other sects in the Central Plains and its history is not as long as those of those sects, it can still survive to this day. It has to be said that it has its own secrets.

Today is the ten-year day for the Holy Sword Sect to accept disciples. As long as you pass the winding paths at the foot of the mountain, you can reach the place where the disciples are tested.

Due to the decline of the sect, the fact that the sect will open up the mountains and recruit disciples is one thing, and the sect will send people out to capture young children with qualifications for cultivation.

Qiling Peak, one of the nine peaks outside the Qingfeng Mountains, is now four young men wearing Taoist robes stand on the top of the peak.

A breeze blew by, blew their Taoist robes and made them roar. For some reason, they could feel a bleak feeling.

"Senior Brother Third, this is the last day. We don't even have a ghost. Isn't we even have a single registration this time? If we don't have some newcomers, our life will be very sad."

The young man, who was called the third senior brother, sighed and said, "Yes, it's not a solution to continue like this... If it's the last one, the spirit stones we can receive every year will be reduced by half again."

At this moment, Chen Rui was walking on the mountain path under Qiling Peak. Although Qiling Peak was thousands of feet high and the path was slightly steep, it was like walking on flat ground for Chen Rui.

Three months ago, when Chen Rui destroyed the Heifeng Village, he rushed to the Holy Sword Sect without stopping. At first, he didn't know the specific location, and it was not until three days ago that he found out about the news from a nearby county town.

At this moment, Chen Rui was wearing a simple plain clothes and kept walking up the mountain. While walking, he wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, his eyes firmly, and murmured: "My path to cultivation begins here!"

About one stick of incense, he walked to the top of the mountain and saw the four young people.

The four of them looked at each other and their brows frowned.

Chen Rui was stunned and said, "Four immortals, Chen Rui is here to learn from his masters."

The third senior brother smiled helplessly and said, "Although he is a little older, it's better to have it than not!"

Chen Rui smiled without saying anything, but just bowed sincerely and said, "I beg the immortal to accept me into the entrance."

The third senior brother looked at Chen Rui with a smile and said, "Three junior brothers, let's take the lead for you. If someone comes again, you will be guided."

"Yes, third senior brother!" The remaining three young men said respectfully.

The third senior brother rolled up his sleeves, took Chen Rui and drove the clouds and turned into a long rainbow, and headed straight to the three main peaks.

Chen Rui only felt a lighter body, the strong wind whistled in his ears, and the pain caused by the scrape of his eyes, and he couldn't help but close his eyes slightly.

The young man noticed Chen Rui's expression and was a little surprised and said to himself: "Anyone who flies for the first time will always be nervous. Even if he opens his eyes, he will not be able to withstand the howling wind. Why is this person so calm?"

After a short while, Chen Rui could feel the young man was slightly breathing and his speed slowed down significantly. Then the young man quickly landed, slowly lowering Chen Rui when he was three feet away.

At this moment, dozens of figures were already standing in the courtyard. Without exception, these people were all thirteen or fourteen years old, and the older ones were only fifteen or sixteen years old. A monk was around them.

These teenagers were a little nervous, but some showed expectation and different expressions.

Chen Rui did not pay attention to these, but was fascinated by the scenery in front of him. Here, there were green mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers scenting. In front of him, there was a towering mountain with strange rocks standing in front of him, clouds and mist, and crisp bird songs came from time to time.

A winding stone steps leads to the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds.

There is a hall on the top of the mountain. Although it is shrouded in clouds and mist, there are bright lights that bloom from time to time, which makes people dazzling.

Next to the hall, a crescent moon-like stone arch bridge extends out, as if connecting another mountain.

This is one of the three main peaks of the Holy Sword Sect, the Holy Sword Peak.

Such a fairyland state will definitely be outstanding and powerful.

Although the Holy Sword Sect is not a major sect, it was once a major sect in Jianjizhou. Unfortunately, as time goes by, there have been many changes in the middle, and it has declined to this day.

Even if you open the door and accept disciples, you still need to send someone to plunder separately, which shows that.

"Junior Brother Li, is this disciple you recruited on Qiling Peak this time?" A middle-aged man wearing a blue Taoist robe floated from the mountain.

The young man suddenly showed respect on his face and said, "That's right."

The middle-aged man glanced at him and his brows frowned. Then Su spread out and said, "Junior Brother Li, you are afraid that you will be at the last place again when you start Lingfeng."

The young man frowned, but dared not argue.

At this moment, a purple figure suddenly flew over from the air. The middle-aged man hurriedly met up and said respectfully: "I am Mr. Zhang. Once I went out, I brought back four qualified kids."

The one who flew over was an old man, followed by four trembling children. After landing, he glanced at the middle-aged man casually, snorted coldly, and said, "Cai Quan, I still have to go to seclusion, I will leave this place to you!"

The middle-aged man turned to promise, but his underestimation arose in his heart: "If a spiritual gathering cultivator goes out to plunder the little kids, he will be unable to bear the face."

The four children were only eleven or twelve years old, and were trembling at the moment, looking at everything around them in horror.

The middle-aged man glanced at everyone, without any emotion in his voice, and said, "Only a few of you will be selected to be disciples of my Holy Sword Sect."

"Don't worry, those who have not been selected will send you my junior brother to send you back the same way."

The boys immediately became nervous, and Chen Rui felt a little nervous. At this moment, with his eyesight, he easily counted the number of people participating in the test, including the four children who later took the test, a total of 62 people.

"Cultivation is the first priority, and then conduct a spiritual root test. Now whoever I point to, I will come closer to me." The middle-aged man's expression was cold and he casually pointed a young man.

The boy's whole body trembled and walked over tremblingly. The middle-aged man reached out and grabbed the boy's left hand. After a while, he said calmly: "Certify, stand on the right."

The boy seemed to burst out with infinite spirit immediately. With strength, he strides to the right, holding his head up and chest up.

Then another teenager was clicked.

“Not qualified.”

“Not qualified.”

...

More than ten people in a row were not qualified. Except for the first young man who stood on the right side of the middle-aged man, the rest of the people stood on the left side with a decadent expression.

The middle-aged man pointed at Chen Rui with a casual finger.

Chen Rui took a deep breath and walked to the middle-aged man with a little nervousness.

The middle-aged man also grabbed Chen Rui's left hand, and suddenly, Chen Rui felt a faint warm current wandering all over his body.

He looked at Chen Rui, and after a while, he said, "Barrely pass, go to the servant office first!"

Chen Rui's eyes showed a strange light and stood to the right of the middle-aged man.

"It's weird. After all the tests just now, this senior brother Cai Quan was straightforward and clear. If he passed, he would pass. If he failed, he would fail. This was the first time he barely passed... How could this happen? Is it because I lacked the spiritual roots of my cultivation?"

Chen Rui was a little disappointed.

Not long after, everyone was tested. There were only eight people standing on the right, including Chen Rui... The four teenagers who later passed the test without having to test it.

Chen Rui thought about this.

"You seven are with me. As for you, Junior Brother Li, you will take him to the miscellaneous area." As he spoke, the middle-aged man pointed at Chen Rui.

Following the young man surnamed Li, Chen Rui walked on the mountain path of the Holy Sword Sect. It took not long. On the hillside of this peak, Chen Rui saw several rows of bungalows.

At this moment, there were about a dozen teenagers wearing the same style of coarse linen, each sitting outside the house with a little tired look.

In front of him, a young man in a Taoist robe looked a little bit muffled and mouse-eyed. When he saw Chen Rui and the other two walking towards him, he quickly came forward, clasped his fists and bowed to the young man surnamed Li, and said respectfully: "Greetings to Senior Brother."

The young man looked impatient, turned around and didn't even look at Chen Rui, and walked away.

After he left, the young man with a deer-headed rat-eyed look at Chen Rui coldly and said, "This is the servitude of our Holy Sword Sect. Since you have come here, you will be honest and be a servitude."

Chen Rui's calm expression made the rat-eyed young man look at him a few more times. He has seen many young men who come to work as chores for many years. He is as calm as Chen Rui, but he really doesn't.

"It's not impossible to get out of here. If you can reach the level of Qi Condensation, you will no longer be a traitor. You can enter the outer peak and become a disciple of the outer peak." Due to Chen Rui's calmness, the young man with a mouse said a few more words.

Although his cultivation is not high, he also knows that qualifications in the path of cultivation are important, but his mind and nature are also indispensable.

Chen Rui nodded and asked, "Dare you ask Senior Brother, where do I live?"

"The third room in the east is your residence. From tomorrow on, your job is to chop wood and carry water, chop ten woods and carry water ten tanks. If you can't do it, you won't have to eat.

Chen Rui couldn't help but be stunned and said to himself: "It seems that this mailman is quite simple."

Looking at Chen Rui's calm expression, the mouse-eyed young man was stunned and then withdrew his expression. He shook his sleeves and immediately appeared in front of Chen Rui a piece of coarse linen with a wooden sign engraved with the word "handsman".

In addition, there is also a booklet with three words written on it and the Qi Condensation Method.

When these three words fell into Chen Rui's eyes, his breathing became a little rapid and his heart pounded. He stared at the booklet, and the basic stage of practice mentioned in the words of Dongfang Jian appeared in his mind.

There are five realms: condensation of Qi, foundation building, gathering spirits, forming pills, and returning to the original state. This condensation technique is probably the method of practice in the stage of cultivating Qi.

Chen Rui grabbed the long gown and wrapped the wooden sign and the booklet.

He bowed respectfully to the young man with a rat eye, then turned around to his residence.

(End of this chapter)
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