Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 103 Ancestral Sword

But Lin Fan's EQ is not low, and he is not a bum like Bai Jingyun.

If it was Bai Jingyun, he might really be able to say that he is not familiar with him at this time.

Wang Zekai said: "Actually, this is a sect secret, but I don't think Junior Brother Lin is an outsider, so it's okay to reveal it to you in advance."

"This third round of assessment is actually to worship the ancestral sword, and then see if you have a sense of the sword."

"If Zu Jian approves of your sword sense, you will pass the third round of assessment."

Sword sense?

Lin Fan nodded slightly, probably to see if a person has the talent to use a sword.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan didn't think too much about it. If he could use Yujianjue, would he still have no sense of the sword?

At this time, the twenty people who passed the second round of assessment yesterday had already arrived on the streets of the town.

On the street, many beginner disciples had already arrived. They were wearing the same uniforms. At this time, beating gongs and drums, they led 20 of them to the mountain gate of the Cangjian Sect.

But those outer disciples did not follow in.

Outer disciples are not qualified to easily enter the mountain gate, unless there are some special circumstances, they can only enter inside.

The gap between beginner disciples and outer disciples can be seen from this.

Lin Fan, Bai Jingyun, and Fang Jinggen followed the crowd and walked inside.

The mountain gate of the Cangjian School is a series of ancient buildings built on a mountain peak.

The buildings inside have a long history at first glance.

There are many pavilions and pavilions in Qionglou Yuyu, and the scenery is excellent. From time to time, there will be some birds flying over the mountain gate.

In contrast, the so-called ancient buildings in the scenic spots outside are really not worth mentioning.

This Cangjian School building has an antique sense of age, giving people a feeling of precipitation after countless times.

Twenty people came to a square as big as two football fields.

In the middle of the square, there is a huge stone sword.

This stone sword is 20 meters long, and the ground is a blue stone slab.

"What is this for?" Bai Jingyun said in a low voice.

"just wait."

At this time, an old man appeared.

"Let me introduce to everyone, I am Yan Wucheng, the elder of the outer sect, and I am in charge of supervising the disciples of the outer sect."

The old man said loudly.

Everyone's expressions became more solemn, this is the head of the Yan family among the five great families.

He is also the elder of Cangjian Sect!

"The third assessment is simple to say. Everyone worship the ancestor sword of our Cangjian Sect one by one. The ancestor sword will sense your sword sense. If the sword sense meets the standard, you will pass the third round of assessment."

The crowd discussed in a low voice.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous white costume slowly came to the square.

"Meet the sect master!"

There were quite a few disciples in the square to watch the ceremony, there were hundreds of them.

Seeing the middle-aged people appear, they bowed one by one and shouted respectfully.

Master!

Lin Fan looked angrily.

This sect leader looked to be in his early forties, with a majestic figure and good-looking facial features.

The hair on the sideburns around the ears has turned white, just like the ancients, the hair is very long and loose.

"Rong Yunhe, head of Cangjian Sect."

Everyone looked at Rong Yunhe.

Rong Yunhe looked handsome, if he was 20 years younger, he would be a handsome man.

Even now, there is a sense of delicacy.

"Master." Yan Wucheng smiled and cupped his hands when he saw Rong Yunhe appear.

"Well, let's start." Rong Yunhe nodded slightly, and stood aside, with his hands behind his back.

"Please Zujian!" Yan Wucheng shouted loudly.

Hundreds of Cangjian disciples also shouted together: "Please Zujian!"

In fact, Lin Fan has always been curious, what is this ancestral sword?

Above the square are tall steps, and above the steps is the ancestral temple of Cangjian Sect.

In the ancestral temple, the spiritual tablets of the elders and elders of the past generations are stored, as well as the swords used by the first generation of heads.

At this time, a long, simple voice sounded.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in a white robe, with long hair loose and barefoot, slowly walked down the steps holding a sword case.

"It's so beautiful." Lin Fan couldn't help being surprised.

This young girl really looked like a fairy, and her body gave off a holy aura.

"Don't think about it, this is the head's daughter, Rong Qianqian." Someone beside him laughed.

Zhou Fengzhi looked at Lin Fan with a sneer.

Lin Fan glanced at Zhou Fengzhi strangely, and frowned, what did this guy do, he didn't seem to offend him.

But in this world, many times, even if you don't take the initiative to offend others, there will be all kinds of people who will come to trouble you.

Zhou Fengzhi was naturally unhappy with Lin Fan.

If it weren't for Lin Fan, no matter what I did, I would still be ranked second.

But at this moment, he became more confident. When Lin Fan dealt with Wang Long, he didn't even watch him use his sword.

It was Wang Lung who was defeated with one punch.

And he, who practiced sword since he was a child, might not be able to compare with Mo Chen in sword sense, but he will definitely be better than this guy.

Many people were amazed when they saw Rong Qianqian appearing.

Even Lin Fan, who was strong-willed, lost his mind for a moment, let alone the others.

Fang Jinggen almost drooled, and swallowed his saliva: "This, this is really beautiful."

Bai Jingyun is alright, his character doesn't seem to be very interested in women.

At this time, Rong Qianqian solemnly handed the sword box to Rong Yunhe's hand.

This has always been the rule of Cangjian Sect.

Inviting the ancestor sword is the most solemn ceremony.

Rong Yunhe took the ancestral sword with a solemn expression.

At this time, a black desk had already been placed in the square.

On the desk, there are a lot of offerings.

Rong Yunhe respectfully placed the ancestor sword on the desk, then respectfully lit a stick of incense, turned around and said to Lin Fan and the others behind him: "Come here and offer incense to the ancestor sword, if the ancestor sword recognizes your sword Feeling, the incense you light will burn.”

"If Zu Jian doesn't recognize your sword sense, the fragrance will be destroyed by itself."

After finishing speaking, Rong Yunhe walked aside.

"I'll go first." Bai Jingyun stepped forward with a solemn expression.

Afterwards, he took a stick of incense from Yan Wucheng's hand, lit it, bowed respectfully to the ancestral sword, and inserted the incense.

Everyone looked at the stick of incense and waited.

Lin Fan was also quite nervous.

If he kills monsters, he can still help Bai Jingyun, but he can't help with this kind of thing.

Bai Jingyun also held his breath, whether he can join the Cangjian Sect depends on this moment.

Finally, the incense continued to burn and did not go out.

"Huh!" Bai Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bing level sword sense." Yan Wucheng took a look and said, "Bai Jingyun has passed the assessment and officially became a disciple of our Cangjian sect."

"next."

Bai Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood aside happily and became a disciple of the Cangjian Sect. He did not embarrass the Bai family.

(End of this chapter)