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After coming out of Dingxuan Hall and flying back to Lingping Mountain with his sword, Shen Qingshi went directly into the bedroom, clasped his hands together, crossed his legs and meditated on the futon to adjust his breath.
The bright colors in the sky are emerging from the clouds and mist, and they are rising eastward again after lagging behind in the west. The sky's glow penetrated the diffuse mist, and scattered countless colorful streams of light that fell on various peaks. Cranes passed among them, and sword rays crossed from head to tail, leaving several crisscrossing and conspicuous traces. But soon it was covered by a thin layer of clouds.
The waterfall-like clouds turned into three or four streams of water rushing down from the mountain peak, splashing out at the foot of the mountain to look like the Tiangong Yaochi.
This is a magnificent scene that is rare for mortals to see in their lifetime.
The faintly visible bell suddenly rang.
In the blink of an eye, a dense crowd of Wanjian Sect disciples dressed in white emerged from the mountainside. Their movements were not uniform, and some were even a little anxious. It was not pleasing to the eye, but every move deeply attracted the first time visitor. human sight.
This is wonderland.
Standing together with the other young people who had passed the preliminary examination, Gu Chengan raised his face with them to look at such a grand occasion, and one of them sighed like this.
"What I dream of is a place like this!"
Gu Chengan lowered his eyes.
He doesn¡¯t know if this is a fairyland, and he doesn¡¯t know if the place he dreams of is the Wanjian Sect¡ª¡ª
But with every step forward from the foot of the mountain, there was only one figure appearing in front of his eyes.
The figure of the opponent wielding a sword was so breathtaking, like a fairy falling from the sky, falling straight into the snake demon's almost dead heart, making his cold blood boil again.
Wearing a moon-white robe, a voice as clear as jade, a handsome profile, and a pair of starry eyes that seemed ruthless and indifferent¡ª¡ª
¡®¡ Counting from the first step at the foot of the mountain, you have to walk a total of nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one steps before you can join my sect and become my disciple, Shen Qingshi. ¡¯
The person who said these words was in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in front of him, and he had already completed the nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one steps at this time. The words were still in his ears. Gu Chengan could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart. His hands slowly tightened, his eyes filled with the expectation of seeing Shen Qingshi again.
When we meet again, we will be qualified to truly become his disciple.
Gu Chengan let out a long breath.
What he wanted after climbing Qijian Mountain was that when the other person saw him, he would have a look of satisfaction on his face. He only hoped that when he met, he would not disappoint his master. .
"Hey little brother, my name is Feng Zhihong, what's your name?" The young man who had just expressed emotion came forward, leaned next to Gu Chengan and said, "I know you don't know me, but we are very destined. I have been going up the mountain before. It's thanks to you that I followed you. If I hadn't worked hard with you, I might not have been able to pass the first level."
Gu Chengan listened to him with cold eyes, then sat on the side of the ark, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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At the same time, Shen Qingshi had reached the top of Qijian Mountain.
The left side of the martial arts training ground in front of Dingxuan Hall, the main hall of Wanjian Sect, is the place where Wanjian Sect has always held grand ceremonies. At this time, the venue has been arranged. Most of the leaders and elders on the stage are seated, and the disciples of the sect below the stage , and all of them are present.
The moment Shen Qingshi stepped on his sword and landed in front of his seat, the laughter in the audience disappeared for a moment. After he lifted up his skirt and sat down, the disciples started whispering to each other again.
This is actually the first time that everyone has seen Shen Qingshi come to the apprenticeship ceremony, and it is even the first time for many people to see the sword-wielding elder of the sect. However, even though he rarely shows up, he still has accumulated prestige for a long time, and it is just an appearance. , which is more effective than a scolding from Lin Hao, the senior brother.
At this time, Master Cang Yue had already arrived. Lin Hao, who was frowning slightly, stood beside him. He bent down and kept talking in his ear. It seemed that he was explaining something. Shen Qingshi's eyes quickly changed from the two of them. He moved his body away, then swept across the seats on the stage one by one, and landed in the bustling crowd below the stage.
At this time, the Ark carrying the new disciples of the sect had not yet arrived. After speaking, Lin Hao took a few steps forward and gave an order. Everyone did not dare to make mistakes in front of the leader and elders, and returned to their own way. s position.
Amidst the low-volume laughter, a streak of light passed through the sky and gradually landed in front of the first seat on the left side of the front seat. He first saluted Master Cang Yue, then turned to look at Shen Qingshi and said: "Junior brother Here too." But his tone was not surprising.
The person coming is Liu Shiwei.
"He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a face like a crown jade. He has the face of a romantic young man."A folding fan in the room was opened wide, and he covered his lips and said with a smile: "I heard that junior brother is accepting a disciple today?"
Today's flying boat has not yet arrived, but the fellow apprentices headed by Master Cang Yue have already taken their seats. Even Liu Shiwei, who has never been too keen on the apprenticeship ceremony, also arrived early. Among them, the news of the sword-bearing elder accepting disciples had to be Talking about it played a very important role.
Shen Qingshi, who had been looked at countless times intentionally or unintentionally, knew that he was talkative, so he just said "hmm" without saying much.
Liu Shiwei raised one corner of his lips, narrowed his eyes as if they had been put on red makeup, and asked again: "Junior brother, what kind of person is your apprentice?" As he said, he lifted his robe and sat down, "For thousands of years, There is only one person in the world who can penetrate the Dharma Eyes of the sword-wielding elder of my Wanjian Sect."
After finishing speaking, he put away the folding fan, leaned forward, put one elbow on his leg, and said with a tone that was too full of curiosity: "Tell me about it, just think of it as a favor to your senior brother."
Master Cang Yue was sitting upright. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but half-opened one eye and glanced in Shen Qingshi's direction from the corner of his eye.
Shen Qingshi only said: "You will know it by then."
Liu Shiwei opened his folding fan in front of him. Shen Qingshi didn't need to look to know that he rolled his eyes towards the sky behind the folding fan.
The remaining two elders sat down, one on the left and the other on the right. Lin Hao came quickly from the front of the stage, raised his hands to Master Cang Yue and said, "Master, the Ark is about to fall."
Master Cang Yue swiped his finger down the stage, and the struggling disciples were supported by a soft wind, staggering to the left and right, taking a few steps in the air, and the center became empty.
There was no need for Lin Hao to scold him any more. The ceremony gradually became silent, and the sound of the ark passing through the clouds, like the sound of wind and water, became closer and closer.
Shen Qingshi rested one arm on the armrest of the armchair. Looking from a distance, he saw a moon-white figure standing up from the side of the ark. He had an outstanding appearance, a tall posture, and a superb temperament. As he walked, others subconsciously turned to him. go¡ª¡ª
It¡¯s like the Milky Way drawn by the Queen Mother with a hosta.
The crowd divided into two groups, and he walked slowly through them. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com