In the beginning, I drew my sword a hundred thousand times

Chapter 272 The Realm of Cultivation

At this moment, suddenly the clouds fluttered in the sky, and a sword light came through the sky like lightning. After the sword light dissipated, a figure quietly fell down.

"How many times have I said, don't run around alone in this cultivation world, whoever is responsible if something goes wrong, hurry back to the team!"

The visitor shouted angrily at Qin Feng.

Faced with this sudden incident, Qin Feng was a little puzzled.

This is……

Recall what that person said just now.

Cultivation world?
Qin Feng was startled for a moment.

Could it be that he has come to the world of comprehension?
Is this the rumored cultivation world?

Seeing that Qin Feng was unmoved, the visitor walked up to Qin Feng and lifted him up.

Seeing this, Qin Feng wanted to resist, but thought that his cultivation base had not been converted yet, so he should keep a low profile first.

"You kid, don't toast and don't eat fine wine! Go back to the team obediently."

He was carried away by someone, but in a short while, Qin Feng saw a long line not far away, like a winding circle, with no end in sight.

According to a preliminary estimate, the team will consist of at least a thousand people.

A large part of them seem to be twelve or three years old, and the largest one is only about seventeen.

Under his coercion, Qin Feng could only return to the team honestly.

What made Qin Feng feel strange was that he found that the other people in the team with him had more or less melancholy eyes, looking gloomy, while some were the complete opposite, looking full of expectations.

Where did these people come from, and where are they going now?
Looking at the forward route at this time, its direction seems to be the mountain peak in the distance.

Is this the destination of this trip?

With doubts, I walked for half a day.

Finally arrived at the destination.

At the foot of the mountain, Qin Feng saw a stone gate with the words "Tianyun Gate" displayed on it.

Could this be the sect of the cultivation world?
Qin Feng wanted to mobilize the power of divine sense to investigate inside, but he found that there seemed to be an invisible barrier covering the entire sect.

Keep his consciousness out of the door.

Qin Feng was secretly speechless.

What kind of method is this, it can actually block the power of one's own divine sense.

At the same time, Qin Feng suddenly realized that his power of divine sense was not restricted.

For Qin Feng, this is undoubtedly a blessing in misfortune.

At this time, a long rainbow flashed away.

fell in front of the crowd.

All the young people present cast envious eyes.

It seemed that this was all they wanted in their hearts.

"Welcome to Tianyun Gate!"

"It is an honor for you to have the opportunity to join the sect, and the next step is the first round of tests for you."

"If you can pass the test, you can directly accept it as a disciple of the sect. If you don't pass, don't be discouraged. You only need to be here as a handyman disciple for two years."

"This can be regarded as another test for you. After two years, you will have the opportunity to accept the test again. If you pass the test, you will enter the sect and become disciples."

"If you fail the test, it seems that you are really not suitable for this path, so you can go down the mountain and leave!"

"I am Ji Canghai, an inner disciple of Tianyunmen, you can also call me Senior Sister Ji!"

"Not much to say, let's start the first round of tests immediately!"

"There is a stone tablet in front of the door, called the psychic tablet. Press your hand on it, and you will know your cultivation talent."

"Come one by one, don't worry!"

Right now, the first person walked up and pressed his hand on it.

A white light suddenly appeared.

"Inferior!"

This white light represents inferior grade?

Only then did Qin Feng understand.

Next, hundreds of disciples went up one by one to test their cultivation talents.

After observing Qin Feng, I learned.

This white light is inferior.

Yellow light is medium grade.

Ziguang is top grade.

Red light is the best.

As for whether there is a higher cultivation talent, Qin Feng still has no way of knowing.

At the same time, he was also very curious, if it was his turn to go up to the test, at least he would be the best cultivation talent, right?
There may even be a level above the best.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't wait, eager to try, wanting to know his cultivation talent as soon as possible.

This process is undoubtedly a long wait.

When Qin Feng's eyelids are about to fight.

This test continued into the night.

As night fell, there were still a few people left who hadn't taken the test, and Qin Feng was naturally among them.

Because I joined the team later, I was ranked relatively low.

And this selection is also extremely harsh, only top-rank cultivation talents can directly join the sect.

The elimination of all others, strictly speaking, cannot be regarded as elimination, and it remains to be seen in the days to come.

It's just that the handyman disciples of the past two years are guaranteed.

I think this handyman disciple must be doing some hard work.

I also have to admire the strategy of this sect.

They all failed the election, and they tricked others into working for nothing for two years.

He lost the selection for the first time, and he will be selected again in the future, so there must be little hope.

But many people still hold a sliver of hope in their hearts, hoping that they will have the opportunity to join the sect in the future, and step into the ranks of cultivation from then on. The sect has grasped their psychology.

Only then can he justifiably let Bai, who is the sect, work for two years.

How could these fledgling young people think of this point? Only an old fritter like Qin Feng can think clearly and see clearly.

But he just sees through and doesn't tell the truth, who let him live under the fence now, and can't use his own cultivation.

At the moment, he can only accept it and resign himself to fate.

The big deal is to wait until one's own cultivation base is strong enough, and then leave here.

As he thought about it, it was his turn to test it.

Qin Feng is neither happy nor sad, his expression is slightly mature, and he is calmer than others.

Qin Feng raised his hand and pressed it on the stone tablet. What happened at this time is probably something that Qin Feng will never forget in his life.

A white light suddenly appeared.

And it's still extremely unstable, looming.

Qin Feng was shocking, the result of this fact was far beyond his expectations.

No matter how bad it is, at least it is a top-grade cultivation talent, right?

But the facts are in front of him, how can Qin Feng not believe it?

"Inferior!"

A voice broke Qin Feng's immersion, and he came back from his absence.

Until now, Qin Feng is still a little unbelievable, and he thinks that his cultivation talent is not weaker than anyone else.

But now it just ended up as a low-ranking one, which made Qin Feng very annoyed.

He even wondered if there was something wrong with the stele.

Many people whispered that Qin Feng's white light seemed to be much weaker than other white lights, and it was simply the worst cultivation talent.

"The test is over, the selected disciples, please follow your senior brother to register."

"Don't be discouraged for the disciples who are not selected. As I said before, after two years, you can accept another test. If you pass it."

"There is still a chance to join the sect."

"Okay, next, your brothers will take you there, and they will assign you some things that you need to do in the future."

Qin Feng followed a disciple of Tianyunmen to the firewood room, accompanied by several disciples who were not selected.

"Okay, I'll take you here now. In the next few days, what you need to do every day is chop wood."

"There are certain tasks every day. If you can finish them ahead of time, you can arrange the rest of the time yourself. If you can't finish them, you won't even want to eat!"

"Understood?"

Several people nodded one after another, and Qin Feng also nodded after thinking about it.

"Your residence is this room, you have a good rest, and starting tomorrow, you will start to be your handyman disciples."

"One more thing, you have to keep in mind that the scope of your activities can only be the outer door of this sect, and the inner door is not something you can enter."

"You must remember this, otherwise, you cannot bear what happened!"

"Do you understand?"

Several people nodded again.

"Have a good rest!"

After saying that, the disciple turned into a ray of white light and disappeared in place.

"Is this a cultivator?"

"One day, I will be like them, flying into the sky and hiding from the ground, omnipotent!" said a lean disciple.

"Hey, don't think about it so much, let's think about how to spend these two years, and we don't know how many tasks will be assigned to us tomorrow."

"Let's rest early."

late at night.

Qin Feng tossed and turned unable to fall asleep.

Sitting alone on the roof, looking up at the stars.

He thought about a lot of questions.

Is this the real cultivation world?
Looking up at the starry sky, a few shooting stars occasionally flashed across, short but beautiful.

It's all about cultivation anyway.

It's better to practice harder now, hoping to recover as soon as possible.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged.

Silently running the Nine Revolutions Swallowing Heaven Jue, intending to gather the aura of the surrounding world to provide him with cultivation.

Qin Feng practiced Zhou Tian's exercises, but found that he couldn't practice.

This is really strange, why can't I arouse the aura of the world even though I can use the exercises?

Qin Feng was puzzled by this.

But he didn't give up because of it.

Qin Feng didn't believe in evil, and continued to use his exercises.

Attempts to bring together the aura of the world, but undoubtedly failed again.

Qin Feng still has no intention of giving up.

Again and again, until he practiced the exercises hundreds of times, but still failed, he had to give up.

At this time, he actually felt drowsy. This feeling has not appeared for many years.

Qin Feng lay on his back with his palms as a pillow, staring at the stars for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Silent night.

The vast starry sky is deriving beauty every moment.

No one is not intoxicated by the beauty of this good day.

The slowly setting moon was still lingering on the edge of the dark forest, the brook glowed silvery upwards from time to time, without a breath of wind, and the trees beside the avenue cast long shadows in it, it was a silent night.

……

Sunset and sunset, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed half of the sky red.

At this time, in the backyard of Tianyunmen, a few handymen were chopping firewood under the slanting sun.

One of them said with a blank face: "Why is there so much firewood today, and you still say that you won't be allowed to eat until it's all cut, everyone, work harder, or you won't have any leftovers for a while."

Knock bang!
One after another, the firewood was split in half, and several handymen squandered the axes in their hands with all their strength.

Maybe it was because too much firewood was chopped today, the palm of the hand holding the ax trembled slightly.

If you look carefully, you will find that among these few people, there is one with a calm expression, who is not affected at all, and everything behaves calmly.

A few disciples of Tianyun passed by and saw a few handymen in front of them jokingly said: "Hurry up, don't you want to eat?"

Hearing this, several handymen bowed their heads and accelerated the speed in their hands, only one remained indifferent and kept the original rhythm.

This scene made several Tianyunmen disciples raise their eyebrows slightly.

One of the disciples in Tsing Yi stood at the front with a sword in his hand and shouted: "It's you who are talking about, slowly, are you trying to be lazy?"

Qin Feng remained calm and ignored the disciple's shouting.

The leading disciple found that the handyman dared to ignore him, and he couldn't hold back, so he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab Qin Feng's collar.

Qin Feng straightened his back, and directly dodged the grab, "Huh? Do you still dare to dodge?"

A handyman actually despised himself so much.

The juniors behind him are all watching, which makes me have no face to brag in front of the juniors in the future.

Seeing this, he directly turned his grasp into a palm, and waved towards Qin Feng. Qin Feng did not hide or dodge, and with a wave of his sleeve, he easily resolved the offensive in front of him.

The leading disciple felt that his strength was instantly disintegrated.

He felt a palm hitting the cotton, and then felt his own strength being bounced back, making him take a few steps back.

"It's interesting. A handyman has actually practiced before. In this case, I will not be polite."

After speaking, he directly pulled out the long sword in his hand, and swung it directly at Qin Feng with a bang.

Qin Feng just raised his hand and pointed, and with a jingle, the long sword snapped inch by inch.

Immediately afterwards, the young man in Tsing Yi felt as if he had hit a wall, and was sent flying several feet away.

The surrounding disciples came back to their senses after seeing this scene, and hurried over to help the brother who fell to the ground.

"Let go, I can get up by myself."

The leading disciple in Tsing Yi was named Zhou Qing, relying on his grandfather being the elder of Tian Yun Sect, he was usually arrogant and domineering, at this moment he glared at Qin Feng and said, "Wait, let's go."

After the disciples left, several fellow handymen said: "Qin Feng, I didn't expect you to be so strong. Even the formal disciples are no match for you."

another said.

"That being said, after all, you have offended the official disciple of the sect, what should you do?"

Qin Feng ignored it and continued to chop the firewood in his hand according to his rhythm.

At night, in an attic of the Zongmen.

A majestic young man in a purple robe stood on the edge of the window sill, and standing behind him was Zhou Qing, who was suppressed by Qin Feng's move today.

"Brother, do you want to help me?" Zhou Qing said.

This young man in purple robe is Zhou Qing's elder brother.

"You said you, an official disciple was overthrown by a handyman, and you usually didn't listen to you when you were told to practice hard, are you okay now?"

"However, this handyman is a little abnormal. It looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen, but he can suppress me with one move. Senior brother, do you think such a thing is normal? Could it be a spy sent by another sect?" Zhou Qing added fuel. Said.

"Okay, I'll go and have a look at the handyman disciple you mentioned, and also, give me a good life to practice, and don't make trouble again."

"But, senior brother..." Zhou Qing was interrupted before finishing his sentence.

"Okay, I know how to deal with the matter, go back and rest." The elder brother waved his hand to signal Zhou Qing to back down.

He knew that Zhou Qing must have provoked it first, but he was also interested in this handyman disciple who could suppress Zhou Qing with one move.

Although he himself can easily suppress Zhou Qing with one move, but after all, his cultivation is there.

Zhou Qing's cultivation was only at the early stage of foundation establishment, and he had just stepped into the Golden Core not long ago, so he could easily suppress Zhou Qing.

But a handyman disciple can do it, which is a bit strange.

To be able to suppress Zhou Qing, at least he must have the cultivation base of the late foundation establishment stage.

(End of this chapter)