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    The Wanjian Sect is one of the sects that has been preserved for thousands of years. It is also the two major inherited sects that are as famous as Qianfu in the world of cultivation today.

    Although thousands of years ago, in order to protect the elite disciples of the Wanjian Sect, all the leaders and elders devoted themselves to slaying demons and defending the way. In the end, no one survived and died. However, because the next generation of disciples taught by them were enough to shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the party, they did not stop.  As for Qianfu, he needs to recuperate in seclusion.

    But it doesn¡¯t stop there.

    The sect was in dire straits, and no one wanted to care about the other trivial matters in the world of cultivation. As time went by, power fell to the side, and naturally the Guangyun Sect, which had been slightly weakened, jumped up and took over it.

    For example, the sect martial arts competition held every fifty years was supposed to be held at the top of Qijian Mountain, but was pushed out by the head brother. Now, thousands of years later, it has been called the Qiyang Military Competition.

    Of course, everyone in the Wanjian Sect has never regretted this decision. After all, every time they go to Qiyang Mountain, they often see the disciples of the Guangyun Sect being busy and being openly and secretly disliked by the representatives of the major sects. It is really not a big deal.  It's a good job, and since Guangyun Sect is willing to take it all, it's not a bad thing.

    This way, the Wanjian Sect can wholeheartedly cultivate a new generation and continue to crush the disciples of other sects in Qiyang.

    It is precisely because the top three in the Qiyang Martial Arts Competition every year are all disciples of the Wanjian Sect, that Gu Chengan, who easily won the championship that year, made Shen Qingshi look at him with suspicion.

    For some reason, Shen Qingshi suddenly remembered the scene after the martial arts competition in Qiyang.

    That year, Gu Chengan won the first prize in one fell swoop. Half of the disciples in the sect regarded him as their imaginary enemy. They practiced hard day by day and meditated every night. It was not until the next fifty years that they finally felt proud and straightened their backs.

    It¡¯s a pity that Gu Chengan didn¡¯t participate in it that year.

    Thinking of this, Shen Qingshi glanced at his disciple.

    Gu Chengan was lowering his head, his eyes were slightly closed, and his thick and slender eyelashes covered his dark eyes, making him look a little absent-minded.

    Shen Qingshi said: "Stand still."

    Gu Chengan subconsciously raised his head and saw Wan Jianzong at a glance.

    In the distance, the lush green half-waist can be vaguely seen, the mountains are towering into the sky, and the clouds are lingering, just like a fairyland.

    When you step on the Jun Yuan Sword, you can look straight at the tops of the mountains that are inserted into the clouds and mist. If you lower your eyes and use your eyesight, you can notice the black spots climbing up the steps from the bottom of the mountain.  From time to time, eye-catching streams of light fly from a distance, fast or slow, and disappear into each mountain top.

    After Shen Qingshi finished speaking, he dived down with him and landed in front of the stone steps within a moment.

    Gu Chengan raised his eyes and glanced at the endless stairs, and asked: "Master, as long as I climb Qijian Mountain from here, am I qualified to join your sect?"

    Shen Qingshi stood with his hands behind his back.

    His clothes were swaying in the mountain wind, and his long hair was swinging behind his head. His expression was indifferent, his starry eyes turned slightly, and then he opened his thin lips lightly: "Not bad."

    Gu Chengan turned around, his handsome face full of unspoken words.

    Shen Qingshi looked at him for a moment, then pointed forward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.  Bamboo leaves beside the stone steps scattered all over the ground. One piece fell on the top of Gu Chengan's hair. He raised his hand to take it off and put it back in his arms before taking the first step forward.

    The next moment, his steps became slower and his knees bent, as if a thousand pounds of weight were pressing on his shoulders, trying to force him to step back.

    Before the dazzling sword light of the elder holding the sword in the sky was completely submerged in the clouds and mist, Gu Chengan raised his head and took a deep breath, then straightened his spine and stepped forward.

    Shen Qingshi, who was stepping on the Jun Yuan Sword, was moved in his heart. Looking back, he saw his disciple holding his head high and his chest high. A look of satisfaction appeared on his cold face before he turned his palm to grasp the magic formula and dropped to the top of Qijian Mountain.  .

    The martial arts training ground at the main peak of Wanjian Sect was already full at this time. A man dressed in white was standing with a sword in hand. Seeing Shen Qingshi approaching from a distance, his resolute face gradually lost his solemnity and turned to respect. He saluted  Said: "Uncle Master is back."

    This is the eldest disciple of the sect, Lin Hao.

    He broke through to the staging mirror a hundred years ago, and he was responsible for training the disciples on the martial arts field.

    Lin Hao has a tough appearance, and he only condensed the golden elixir when he was nearly thirty years old. His stern expression is indeed a bit imposing, and he is very majestic among his disciples. The new disciples dare not act presumptuously in front of him, so even if all the disciples  I always admired Shen Qingshi very much. Before Lin Hao said to disperse the formation, no one dared to move even a little bit, and there was rarely a whisper.

    As the head senior brother, he is also the first disciple accepted among the senior brothers.It was rare for Lin Hao to make Shen Qingshi look good. Hearing this, he paused in his sword-wielding movements and then said: "Tomorrow is the apprenticeship ceremony. The master has always left this matter to you to handle. Have you ever had a hard time?"  ?¡±

    Lin Hao respectfully cupped his hands and replied, "I'm sorry to bother you, Master, but I've never felt any difficulty."

    Shen Qingshi nodded: "Is the leader still in Dingxuan Hall?"

    Lin Hao subconsciously looked to the left at the gate of Dingxuan Hall, then cupped his hands and said, "Master is discussing matters with Uncle An, he should be there."

    The previous letter sent by the head brother had stated that the news was obtained from An Zeyu. Shen Qingshi was not surprised to hear that he was also there.

    It was then that Lin Hao finally asked what he wanted to ask: "Uncle Master, are you going to have an empty seat at this apprenticeship ceremony as usual?"

    Since Shen Qingshi became the sword-bearing elder, he has never attended the apprenticeship ceremony. Lin Hao's question was a routine matter. Even if Shen Qingshi didn't go, his seat would still be there. It was just a matter of making preparations in advance.  Let the leader no longer have to wait.

    "For this grand ceremony," Shen Qingshi remembered after hearing his question, "prepare three treasures for me."

    Lin Hao had already spoken half of the syllables of 'yes' before he came back to his senses. He was stunned for a long time and then said with a look of astonishment: "Uncle Master wants to accept a disciple?!"

    The so-called three treasures are: one is the basic swordsmanship of Wanjian Sect, the second is the jade crown of Wanjian Sect disciples, and the third is the secret order to enter the sword pool of Wanjian Sect.

    This is a rule that only applies to direct disciples of masters or elders. Occasionally, a few talented monks will be favored during the apprenticeship ceremony. Lin Hao had learned to prepare in advance as early as the second time he supervised the ceremony, and  No need to remind him, but none of the things he had prepared in advance had been used by Shen Qingshi.

    That¡¯s why Lin Hao was so surprised when he heard that Shen Qingshi, who had never accepted a disciple before, was finally going to accept one. However, he quickly realized his gaffe and said, "Yes, I will obey."

    Shen Qingshi didn't pay attention to his reaction. After hearing the response, he floated down and stepped into Dingxuan Hall.

    I don¡¯t know if I have heard the movement in the martial arts training ground, but the two people sitting in the hall did not make any movement until he entered the door.

    "Looking at your face, is your injury healed?"

    Master Cang Yue was sitting in the main seat, and the first one on the left was An Zeyu who was talking. After he saw Shen Qingshi, he stood up, walked slowly over and looked up and down, and continued, "I arrived yesterday, wait  It took you a whole day."

    "I was delayed because of something on the road." Shen Qingshi said, "It's you, how about Master Changsong?"

    Hearing this, An Zeyu shook his head helplessly: "It's nothing serious." Shen Qingshi was about to speak when he added, "Well, this is not the first time Master has had an attack. He just doesn't have the Millennium Phoenix Spirit Grass. He needs to take a good rest."  Yue, it will be fine sooner or later."

    Fenglingcao has a miraculous effect in suppressing cold poison, but the cold poison in the body of Changsong Master can only be effective if it is more than a thousand years old. However, Millennium Fenglingcao is not easy to find, even if the Qianfu has never stopped buying it with large sums of money.  I didn't buy a few plants, so every time the cold poison broke out, Master Changsong had to retreat forcibly to suppress it, which would take at least three months.

    In the past, it was okay, but this time the cold poison attack was caused by him, and Shen Qingshi could not stand idly by.

    "Don't think too much about it," An Zeyu had already guessed his thoughts, so he smiled bitterly, "Master specially told me when I came here. He vaguely felt that this cold poison attack was a blessing in disguise for him, and seemed to be a sign of breakthrough.  It¡¯s too late to thank you, so how can I blame you?¡±

    "Andactually, I was kicked out by his old man" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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