Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 51 Enrolling Wanjianmen

In the last month of cultivation, although Song Qing did not make a breakthrough, his cultivation has improved a lot.

And one month later, it will be the selection of the disciples of the Five Great Immortal Sects. At this time, Heyang Town is already full of voices, and walking on the street can be said to pass by each other one after another.

There is a huge square in the center of Heyang Town, which covers an area of ​​[-] hectares. It is usually the place where monks trade and form teams, but now there are no stalls, and it is already full of dark heads.

And on such a square, there stood a young man in black, with his arms folded around his chest, frowning as he looked at the sea of ​​people in front of him.

Yes, he is Song Qing.

"There are so many people!"

After standing there for a long time, Song Qing habitually twitched the corners of his mouth, sighed, and then stepped forward and squeezed towards the center of the square.

"It's not like everyone came to sign up, why are they all stuck here."

Song Qing squeezed for a long time, but still did not squeeze through, and could not help complaining.

It turns out that today is not the official start of the selection competition, but some sects from various immortal sects organized registration here.

"Tianlang, help me, it won't do you any good if I don't register."

After squeezing for a while, but still not moving an inch, Song Qing couldn't help frowning even more, and secretly said to Tianlang in his heart.

"Uh, okay."

What Song Qing said was also reasonable, Tianlang naturally wouldn't just sit idly by, and then saw a white light flashing on Song Qing's body, after that he let himself pass by the crowd like a loach.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, I managed to get a seat."

"Asshole, who squeezed me out."

……

In an instant, there were voices of complaints and curses coming from behind Song Qing, but Song Qing just twitched the corners of his lips, ignored it, and continued to do his own business of squeezing people.

With Tianlang's help, it was much easier for Song Qing to come to the center of the square. It took only half a cup of tea for Song Qing to arrive, and his eyes immediately brightened.

Since the disciples of Xianmen are organizing here, even though it is crowded outside, there is still a large open space here.

In this open space, there are five long tables in total. Beside the five long tables, there is a banner on each side. Song Qing saw it and recognized it immediately. These five banners are five immortals. door sign.

Counting from left to right, they are the blue sun of Qingyang Gate, the clash of swords of Da Luomen, the three crossed swords of Wanjian Gate, the purple mist of Hehuan Gate, and the pentagram of Xuanjiu Gate array map.

Seeing this, Song Qing was immediately very excited. He had just listened to others talking about the five major sects of cultivating immortals, but today he finally saw them.

Seeing this, Song Qing immediately looked at the five long tables. Unfortunately, because the people who signed up blocked his view, he didn't see the disciples of the five great immortal sects, but only vaguely saw their costumes.

The disciples of Qingyangmen wear blue gowns, the disciples of Daluomen wear yellow gowns, the disciples of Wanjianmen wear blue and white gowns, the disciples of Hehuanmen wear purple clothes, and finally the disciples of Xuanjiumen. Dressed in moon white clothes.

"Hey, kid, do you want to sign up? If not, go play elsewhere, don't delay others."

Just as Song Qing was looking inside, suddenly a violent shout came over, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look, it turned out to be the law enforcement team in the city, he quickly apologized, and then quickly He rushed to the team at Wanjianmen and queued up to sign up.

Before he came to sign up, Tianlang had made a plan for Song Qing to let the latter sign up to enter Wanjianmen, so under the urging of the law enforcement team, he quickly ran to this team to line up.

But thinking of this, Song Qing complained again. Originally, he was planning to enter Qingyangmen. Not only was it the top of the five great immortal gates, but it was also good at alchemy. These were what he yearned for.

But Tianlang didn't agree, he seemed to have some preference for the way of swordsmanship, and he "arbitrarily" decided on Song Qing, letting the latter enroll in Wanjianmen.

In the end, although Song Qing said he was unwilling, he still compromised. Who told him to count on Tianlang in the future.

The queues in front of the Five Great Immortal Gates were very long. Song Qing came here early in the morning. Although he was a little late in the queue, it was almost dusk.

This time when I came to Heyang Town to organize the registration of new disciples, all the people who came to Wanjian Sect were men. Of course, this may be because there are few female disciples in his sect.

"What's your name?"

When it was time for Song Qing, the disciple of Wan Jianmen sitting on the other side of the long table asked him. At the same time, he slapped the storage bag and took out a wooden board.

"I have met my brother, I am Song Qing."

Song Qing bowed respectfully to the Wanjianmen disciple, and then announced his name.

"Ah."

The disciple of Wan Jianmen nodded, and then used his sword energy to carve it on the wooden board, which surprised Song Qing. Although he also had sword energy, he couldn't do this step.

"Put your hand on the trial orb, and inject mana into it."

After engraving the word "Song Qing", the disciple of Wanjianmen gave an order, Song Qing didn't dare to neglect, and immediately pressed a single palm on the orb of the trial method, and then poured mana into it.

The magic-testing orb was bright white, slightly larger than the mouth of the bowl, and it was just right for Song Qingli to press his palm on it.

"Blue light, with a hint of green in it, is the expression of the wood spirit root; fire light, the expression of the fire spirit root; yellowish earthy color, the expression of the earth spirit root; and blue, the expression of the water spirit root; It has the four kinds of miscellaneous spiritual roots of wood, fire, earth and water, so go there."

The Wanjianmen disciple looked at the color of the trial orb, and while chanting, recorded these in his hand, and then pointed to the side to Song Qingdao.

"Yes."

Although the Wanjianmen disciple was very arrogant, Song Qing saluted him respectfully, and then walked over as he said.

While Song Qing walked over, the disciple of Wanjianmen also handed over the board.

"Song Qing, right? The fourth level of Qi Refining, um, yes, you can participate in the disciple selection competition, here, you take this token and gather here tomorrow morning."

Song Qing walked up to another Wanjianmen disciple, who had a very good attitude. He glanced at the wooden board handed over by his fellow disciple, then swept it with his spiritual sense, handed over a black iron token, and nodded at the same time.

"Thank you, brother."

Song Qing couldn't hide his joy, and saluted the man, then took the black iron token respectfully, and walked out swaggeringly, ignoring the envious eyes of others.

After Song Qing left, he didn't stay in the square for long. He knew that there would be a hard fight tomorrow, so it was only right to go back to the inn to refresh himself.

After Song Qing left, the registration on the square did not stop because of this, and it was still going on in an orderly manner.

(End of this chapter)